Chapter 923: Chapter 940: Inciting Public Fury [2nd Update]
Even Neil, at this moment, felt nothing but displeasure towards Ye Feng, thinking that Ye Feng was being extremely arrogant to declare a challenge to all S-level contestants, acting as if he didn’t regard the warriors of Country D.
For someone like Neil, who was passionately patriotic, Ye Feng’s actions triggered his dissatisfaction.
However, Ye Feng still maintained a relaxed and natural demeanor, showing no sign of tension as he calmly said, "I’m only stating facts. The strength of people from the Dragon Country is beyond the imagination of short-sighted individuals like you. Today, I’m here to challenge all S-level contestants in your arena!"
Then, Ye Feng looked towards the arena’s supervisor and boldly declared, "Just tell me, does your arena dare to accept my challenge?"
"I’ll accept it!" The arena supervisor, infuriated, indeed acknowledged that Ye Feng was wealthy, but in his eyes, Ye Feng was still a lowly person with just a few filthy bucks, nowhere near their noble status.
Yet now, the fact that the entire arena’s contestants were looked down upon by Ye Feng made the supervisor immensely angry.
"You’re courting death, next up, kill this mongrel, today is the death day of this damn fool from Dragon Country!"
Upon hearing the arena supervisor accept the challenge, the surrounding audience became excited.
Neil also looked at Ye Feng with helplessness, "Mr. Ye Feng, since you’re courting death, I’m not stopping you. I’ve said what I needed to say; how you decide is your business. I have no reason to hold you back!"
Ye Feng glanced at the arena supervisor and said, "Since you’ve accepted, shouldn’t the betting odds be adjusted as well?"
The supervisor nodded, "Our team is already calculating, and a result will be out soon. By then, new odds will be available."
"Good!" Ye Feng nodded and then patiently waited. In less than twenty minutes, the new odds were out.
The odds of Ye Feng winning were ten to one, whereas the odds for the arena team were 1.2 to one, meaning that a 100-million bet would only return 120 million.
The arena supervisor looked at Ye Feng. At this point, the supervisor’s attitude had lost its previous favorability.
The supervisor coldly gazed at Ye Feng and said, "Mr. Ye Feng, the new odds are out, and your odds of winning are ten to one. How much would you like to bet?"
Ye Feng said blandly, "In that case, I’ll bet five billion, how about that?"
"Five billion!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone in the arena was shocked. They couldn’t believe that a Dragon Country native could come up with such an amount.
However, the arena supervisor wasn’t surprised at all, merely saying, "Mr. Ye Feng, if you’re so confident, why don’t you bet all your thirty billion? The return would be a full twenty times!"
Ye Feng sneered, "Thirty billion? If you lose, you’d need to pay me three hundred billion. Can you afford that?"
The arena supervisor replied, "We can’t pay three hundred billion. If you win, we’ll give you the entire arena!"
Ye Feng nodded slightly, "Since you wish for it so much, wouldn’t it be disappointing if I didn’t take it?"
Upon hearing Ye Feng agree, a jolt ran through the arena supervisor’s heart, and his eyes showed a hint of excitement.
"Fine, since that’s the case, we’ll accompany you to the end today!" the supervisor said excitedly.
Yet, Ye Feng continued to wear a relaxed expression, seeming indifferent as he pulled out his card, "Swipe the card!"
Subsequently, the arena’s finance team brought over a card machine, transferring all the money from Ye Feng’s card.
Ye Feng wasn’t bothered at all, having no fear of being cheated. If they dared to deceive him, Ye Feng wouldn’t hesitate to make them disappear from this world forever.
The atmosphere in the arena reached a fever pitch; everyone eagerly watched Ye Feng, their eyes seemingly able to kill or tear him apart.
On the arena stage, a scantily dressed woman walked up.
The woman was the arena host, taking the microphone and shouting excitedly, "Everyone, welcome to our Dark Sky Arena. Today, we host the biggest wagered battle ever!
The challenger is Ye Feng from Dragon Country. Let’s welcome Mr. Ye Feng!"
Then Ye Feng slowly walked onto the stage, his eyes filled with ease and not the slightest tension.
"Sigh..." Neil looked at Ye Feng and helplessly sighed, his eyes showing sadness. In Neil’s eyes at this moment, Ye Feng was already a dead man; after today, Ye Feng wouldn’t exist in this world anymore.
As Ye Feng stepped onto the stage, the crowd went wild.
"Kill him, the garbage from Dragon Country must die!"
"Dragon Country people must die... Dragon Country people must die... Dragon Country people must die... Dragon Country people must die..."
The entire arena audience shouted loudly in unison, their eyes filled with madness, eager to tear Ye Feng apart immediately.
The audience frenziedly jeered and roared, eyes full of malice.
"Now, let’s invite our challengers, the S-level team of Dark Sky Arena!"
"Boom!" Instantly, a terrifying aura erupted across the whole arena, filling the air with a fearsome presence. At the entrance of the arena stage, silhouettes continuously appeared.
Each individual’s presence exuded an unparalleled aura, their immense pressure like a scorching wave sweeping in all directions, engulfing the entire arena in a flash.
Each contestant had a minimum cultivation of early Innate, with the most powerful being an elder appearing to be about sixty years old, whose cultivation had reached that of a Half-step Legend, just one step shy of the Legendary realm, nearing the status of a Martial King.
A total of thirty-five Innate Realm Grandmasters stood together, their formidable Blood Qi merging into a massive furnace-like presence.