Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2207: Chapter 2208: True Martial Force

Amidst the thunderous cheers, both competitors of this betting match stepped onto the ring one after the other.

One of them was the fighter who had previously smashed his opponent’s head brutally.

He had an arrogant expression on his face, waving continuously to the audience below with his bare upper body.

Each time he waved, it was met with even greater applause.

"Ahhh, Divine Slaughter is invincible!"

"Divine Slaughter must rip his opponent’s head off this time!"

That’s right!

This fighter’s nickname was indeed Divine Slaughter.

Since becoming a fighter in the killing casino, he had fought hundreds of battles, never losing once, and all his opponents had their heads smashed, thus earning this moniker.

Satisfied with the audience’s reaction, this "Divine Slaughter" looked smugly at his opponent for this round.

Compared to his arrogance, this opponent appeared much more low-key.

Not only was he thin and weak, but even his clean face showed none of the ferocity from being bloodied by battles.

Instead, he seemed more like an ordinary teenager, and in that moment, the aura was entirely dominated by the fighter nicknamed Divine Slaughter.

The stark contrast made everyone skeptical about his chances.

As for "Divine Slaughter," he sneered at the young man, stretching out his hand and making a vicious gesture at his throat.

The threat was unmistakable.

The young man’s response was merely a slight smile, then he lowered his gaze, stepped back half a pace, and leaned against the railing to close his eyes and rest.

This reaction elicited boos from the crowd.

Because no matter how unfavorable the odds, even knowing defeat was inevitable, fighters would still face off against their opponents before the match officially started.

This was a part many spectators enjoyed the most.

But unexpectedly, this young man showed no basic reaction at all, as if he had been scared stiff.

This surely led to disappointment.

Even the women looked at this young man with contempt at that moment.

For on this stage, losing or dying was not the most frightening, the most frightening was cowardice and timidity.

Now, this young man’s performance was clearly such.

Even Long Zhan in the private box furrowed his brows slightly upon seeing this.

"What’s going on? Why pair Divine Slaughter with such an unworthy opponent? Isn’t this clearly sending him to his death?"

"What? Do you think this young man is unworthy?" Gu Yushan next to him said calmly.

"Isn’t it so? Even an average person can see the huge gap between this young man and Divine Slaughter, right? Not to mention anything else, just in terms of aura, he’s already lost a lot, so I really can’t understand the significance of this bet, isn’t it clear this is about giving money away?"

Gu Yushan laughed, "If even Young Master Long thinks so, then this bet is already successful!"

"What do you mean?" Long Zhan was puzzled.

Gu Yushan walked to the window, looked towards the edge of the ring at the young man who was resting with closed eyes, and said calmly.

"This young man is far more terrifying than what you see, this is one of the trump cards I’ve kept all along, if it weren’t for avenging you, I wouldn’t have been willing to use it!"

Long Zhan finally understood, his eyes lit up, "You mean... this is the trap you’ve set for Yue Qinghuan and that boy?"

Gu Yushan smiled slightly, "That’s right!"

"But will it really work?" Long Zhan remained somewhat unsure.

"Rest assured, anyone who has bet and won finds it hard to resist such temptations coming their way!"

"So from the time I decided to send this young man out, their outcome was already sealed!"

Long Zhan’s gaze became lively and his expression was very excited, "Then according to your words, can’t I also make a fortune in this bet?"

"Haha, that’s your own business, Young Master Long!"

Immediately, Long Zhan excitedly went to place his bet.

But he didn’t notice that, as he turned away, the corners of Gu Yushan’s mouth slightly curled up, with a hint of mockery and disdain in his eyes.

"So easily moved by small profits, with such little determination, no wonder you can never be heavily relied upon by the family, only finding pitiful value in this casino!"

Said, Gu Yushan turned back with interest, looking towards Xue An.

"It’s you... that I always find hard to figure out!"

Just as Gu Yushan showed great interest in Xue An, on the stand, Yue Qinghuan was also looking at Xue An with a bewildered look.

"Are you sure you want to bet on this young man?"

"Absolutely!"

"Can I know why?"

"Is it necessary?"

"Of course, because even a blind man can see the huge gap between the two!"

Xue An laughed, "So that’s the reason!"

Yue Qinghuan was puzzled again, "I still don’t understand!"

"You just said, the gap between them is so obvious that even a blind man can see it, so how do you think people will bet?"

"Naturally, they would bet on the fighter nicknamed Divine Slaughter to win!"

"Exactly, if the result turns out as everyone expects, wouldn’t it mean that The Drunken Life Pavilion would have to pay out of their own pockets to everyone? And you tell me, would The Drunken Life Pavilion engage in such a losing business?"

Yue Qinghuan finally understood, "That’s true indeed... ."

Xue An chuckled, ignoring Yue Qinghuan’s astonishment and instead focused on the silent youth on the ring, softly murmuring.

"A strange aura, and very familiar, let me think... could it be the True Martial Force of Wudang?"

When Xue An mentioned those four words, it seemed he felt a mysterious tremor in his heart, and the youth suddenly looked up in Xue An’s direction.

But at this moment Xue An was like dust mingling with light, showing no outward change, hence the youth could only turn away fruitlessly.

Nonetheless, a trace of doubt lingered in his mind.

What’s going on?

Why did he just feel a strong sense of being probed?

Just then, another gong rang out, marking the official start of the match.

And even before the sound faded, "Divine Slaughter" had already lunged forward with a sinister grin.

"Die for me!"

No doubt, the prowess of "Divine Slaughter" was undeniably formidable.

Just one charge made the entire audience feel immense pressure.

That feeling was as if a mountain was collapsing towards you, sending chills down your spine.

Almost everyone smiled broadly.

Because they had all placed substantial bets on the chips of Divine Slaughter.

Though the odds were unusually low, winning still promised considerable returns.

And now it seemed, victory was already within grasp.

But in the very next second, the smiles on those faces froze.