The audience erupted into an uproar.
Niohuru Ball?
What kind of ridiculous name was that?!
And a great perfection Qi Refining Stage cultivator daring to come here to court death?!
Jiang Ji's nose nearly twisted with anger!
He could guess using his toes that that something Ball had to be Feng Xi!
He shot Jun Wen a fierce glare and looked toward the stage.
Jun Wen shrank his neck.
He thought that Jiang Ji was worrying for nothing. Little Junior Sister could already force him into running around in circles, dealing with a few early Foundation Establishment Stage contestants was child's play.
She could earn money and gain real combat experience at the same time, what's wrong with that?
On stage, Hong Dayong began his speech.
"Everyone, I don't even need to say much, you already know how this match will end.
With that scrawny little body, I could crush him with two fingers!
And he's only in great perfection Qi Refining Stage. The gap between us isn't just a little!
He's taking the initiative to court death!
What do you think? Should I break his arms or his legs later?
Hahaha!"
When it was Niohuru Ball's turn, he said hoarsely, "I had no choice. My elder brothers at home are sick and urgently need money for medicine."
Jiang Ji: …
Jun Wen: …
The crowd below began jeering. Everyone placed their bets on Red Robe and not a single person bet on Black Robe.
What a joke, with just one look at his unlucky face and you could tell he'd lose. Only fools would bet on him!
The betting attendant also thought the same.
Then someone shouted, "I bet one hundred thousand spirit stones!"
Attendant: …
Wasn't this the stingy guy who bet ten spirit stones in the first match?
Had he gone crazy or foolish?
The next moment, Jiang Ji said calmly, "I also bet one hundred thousand spirit stones."
Attendant: …
Well, well!
What a pair of suckers!
Many people had thought the odds were too low and not worth betting on, but seeing two idiots throw down two hundred thousand spirit stones instantly stirred up excitement. Bets flooded in.
They even extended the betting time.
On stage, Hong Dayong strutted arrogantly, while Niohuru Ball drooped like someone who had lost the will to live, hanging his head low and staying silent.
Finally, the referee announced, "Match begins!"
Niohuru Ball cupped his fists, "Brave warrior, I have a habit when fighting. I let my opponent take three moves first. You may go ahead."
Hong Dayong's mouth almost twisted into a ladle!
"You? Let me take three moves? Are you kidding me? I should be the one letting you take three moves!"
Niohuru Ball blinked, "What did you say? You want to let me take three moves?"
Hong Dayong: …
Are you deaf?
I was just saying it!
But for the sake of face, he nodded, "Fine. Since you're as weak as a chick, I'll let you take three moves! Go ahead!"
Hearing that, Niohuru Ball slowly formed hand seals and released a spiritual vine as thin as an embroidery needle toward Hong Dayong.
Hong Dayong's mouth nearly stretched to his ears in disdain!
It's just that and this trash dared step onto the Foundation Establishment Stage arena?
He didn't even dodge, he casually slapped it apart.
A shout of praise rang out from below, "Good! This Hero Hong is truly powerful! A genius!"
Many people turned to look at the person who shouted, wasn't that one of the two fools who bet on Black Robe?
Why was he cheering for Red Robe?
Did he bet on the wrong person?
No one thought too much about it and joined the cheering.
Hearing the enthusiastic applause, Hong Dayong couldn't help feeling smug.
Just then, Feng Xi's second move arrived.
A flame the size of a candle wick shot toward his face.
Hong Dayong thought that he could've extinguished the small flame by just spitting on it!
So he didn't dodge, casually slapping it away.
The cheers below grew even louder!
Hong Dayong had already begun imagining how many spirit stones he would earn this round.
At that moment, across from him, Niohuru Ball's hands moved rapidly through seals, and a fireball as large as a millstone came crashing toward him!
Under normal circumstances, Hong Dayong could've dodged it or split it with his flying sword.
But he'd been too busy showing off and hadn't even drawn his sword. He barely managed to tilt his head aside when the fireball directly struck his body.
Flames surged instantly, illuminating Niohuru Ball's money-loving little face.
In the blink of an eye, Niohuru Ball rushed forward and kicked him off the arena stage!
The audience burst into commotion, arena staff hurried to extinguish the flames on Hong Dayong.
Red-faced with shame and fury, Hong Dayong pointed at the now once-again drooping Niohuru Ball, "You-you won dishonorably!"
Niohuru Ball nodded, "Mm."
Hong Dayong had already been badly burned. Now, anger surged to his heart, and he fainted on the spot.
Feng • Niohuru Ball • Xi: …
He fainted just like that?
People in the cultivation world had really poor psychological resilience!
In her divine sense, the little black ball began its rainbow farts, "Master, you're incredible! My admiration for you flows like a surging river—"
Feng Xi was in a good mood and casually praised it a few times.
The little black ball nearly turned into a little red ball from happiness!
Sure enough, master loves me the most!
Think about it, why didn't master call herself Niohuru Bird? Or Niohuru Cat? Or Niohuru Banner? Why specifically Niohuru Ball?
That's because master's love for me runs deep!
That's why I'm the one at the very tip of master's heart!
Below the stage, Jun Wen covered his mouth to stifle his laughter and used a communication talisman to chatter with Jiang Ji.
"See, Eldest Senior Brother? I told you Little Junior Sister would win!
Did you see that? With just three moves, no, four, and she won beautifully!"
"Lots of fools placed bets just now, we're making a killing this time!"
…
At that moment, the referee loudly announced, "Black Robe, Nio-Niohuru Ball, receives five thousand spirit stones from the arena and betting share of… one hundred thirty-three thousand five hundred spirit stones!"
As soon as he finished, the audience exploded!
That something Ball actually earned that much from the betting share?!
But it made sense. Aside from those two, everyone had bet on Red Robe. Naturally, the odds skyrocketed.
Those two bettors probably earned even more than she did!
Jun Wen was grinning like a fool!
One match had earned over four hundred thousand spirit stones. After deducting the principal, there's still more than three hundred thousand in profit!
Even Jiang Ji, who was usually calm, couldn't remain calm anymore.
He had never been this wealthy in his life!
All this money was earned by Little Junior Sister, they would hand it over to her to distribute later.
Right now, Jiang Ji thought the more important matter was getting Feng Xi off the stage!
But based on prior rules, each person could only fight once.
Even if she didn't want to step down, she would have to.
Feng Xi thought the same and was just about to happily step down when the referee called out, "Uh, that… something Ball, wait a moment!"