RETURNING FROM THE IMMORTAL WORLD

Chapter 1301 - Chapter 1310

Chapter 1301: Big Gambling

 

From beginning to end, Nine Nether Swordmeister no longer asked Tang Xiu's true identity. It was like the common saying that said the friendship between men may appear indifferent but was pure like water. After all, it was their first meeting and it was natural not to disclose everything about each to the other.

Quickly after, an outstandingly graceful woman waltzed into the ring of the Convict Arena. Wearing a black combat attire, she looked around and announced in a deep voice, "The next gladiator deathmatch will definitely make your blood boil, and you should know the fighters' names and their records. Without further ado, let us meet Battle Peng and Vassef!"

As her voice faded away, everyone's eyes were focused on the entrance of the shelled arena. Thousands of gamblers in the whole auditorium got up the moment two figures appeared, shouting the name of the fighter they bet on.

"Early-stage Golden Immortal, Battle Peng."

"Mid-stage Golden Immortal, Vassef."

A smile on his face, Nine Nether Swordmeister turned to Tang Xiu and said, "An Early-stage against a Mid-stage Golden Immortal. Battle Peng has 48 wins out of 49 bouts. The only time he failed was due to his weakening state after a severe injury, giving up his chance to kill his dying opponent. Vassef, on the other hand, has 60 wins out of 62 fights where he brutally killed each of his opponents every time. He's one of the cruelest Golden Immortals in this Convict Arena, and also one who lived the longest here. What do you think about the fight between these two, Great Tang Lil Bro? Who'll end up the victor?"

Tang Xiu silently recalled the two men's records and their specific information. After a few minutes, he slowly said, "It will be Battle Peng."

Nine Nether Swordmeister shook his head and smilingly said, "I used to like going against the mainstream as well. The more people think one side is impossible to win, the more likely I place my bet on such a guy. Kinda makes me thrilled every time the fight goes in reverse, you know. Ah, how about betting on this fight, then? No need to play much, just bet a small number."

"How would you like the gamble to be carried out, Nine Nether Bro?" Tang Xiu smilingly asked.

A glimmer of light flashed in Nine Nether Swordmeister's eyes. "I'll teach you my Nine Nether 18 Swords if you win. But you only need to give me the 1 million Crystal Essences that Empyrean Pole Lady gave you. How about it?"

"Nah." Tang Xiu shook his head and said, "Nine Nether Bro has fearsome cultivation and the Nine Nether 18 Swords you created can be counted as an extremely powerful divine ability in the Immortal World. Pity that I don't lack divine arts and the likes, so let's just bet with 1 million Crystal Essences. Besides, it's the fairest means for both of us."

"Fair enough."

Nine Nether Swordmeister shot a meaningful look at Tang Xiu, feeling that his judgment was correct. This guy in front of him was definitely a very powerful figure before, so he broke into hearty laughter and added, "1 million Crystal Essences, then! Let us have such pocket money."

Pocket money? Small change your ass.

Tang Xiu grumbled and cursed inwardly. To the present him, a million Crystal Essences that was equal to 100 million Immortal Crystals was a huge number. Just using it to purchase cultivation resources alone would probably provide enough resources for all the Great Tang Empire's members for centuries.

Inside the Convict Arena's match cell.

Neither joyful nor gloomy, Battle Peng calmly observed the aggressive-looking Vassef in the opposite direction. Every time he entered the arena to fight, his one and only goal was to survive, instead of killing his opponent. Life in the Convict Arena was dark and seemingly only consisted of endless fighting. He knew that only by securing a victory would he be able to keep surviving.