Chapter 214: Chapter 213: Points Break Ten Thousand! (Please Subscribe)
Chen Fan’s words echoed in everyone’s ears.
Some people couldn’t help but look at Luo Kai, who was buried under the rubble.
If they remembered correctly, Luo Kai had told the newcomer earlier, "If you can break the stone on my arm, you win."
In the end, the newcomer shattered all the stones on his body...
Is this the strength of an E-level Awakener?
Impossible!
Everyone knew that while Luo Kai might not be the strongest among the dozens of E-level Awakeners present, his defense while in full petrification mode definitely ranked in the top three!
This state, however, consumed a lot of Spiritual Power and couldn’t be sustained for long. Therefore, in past sparring sessions, opponents usually waited for him to exit his petrified state before making a move, easily securing victory.
But never had an opponent burst through his Petrification Armor with one punch like this.
"No wonder,"
In the control room, Yang Hu realized, "No wonder he had the confidence to participate in the ring fights and bet all his points on himself. It turns out he’s a D-level Awakener."
"Brother Hu, this kid is really cunning," a man beside him said indignantly. "Taking advantage of everyone’s ignorance of his strength, he unexpectedly raised his points from a hundred to over four hundred, and this time, directly to over a thousand."
"Yes, very deceitful!"
The others, feeling both envious and jealous, nodded in agreement.
A thousand points! Even if half of them were D-level Awakeners, it would still take multiple D-level tasks to earn that many points as a team.
"He’s exposed his strength now. Next time, he won’t be able to bet on himself and amass so many points."
"Exactly. I’d like to see if he dares to bet everything on himself again next time!"
Around the ring, everyone grasped the situation, their gazes at Chen Fan becoming more complex.
Many had lost points and were naturally displeased with Chen Fan, especially since he was just a newcomer.
But it turned out he was a D-level Awakener!
No matter how discontented they felt, they had to suppress it. Otherwise, they would only bring trouble upon themselves.
A few of the D-level Awakeners looked down on him.
Hmph,
A D-level Awakener pretending to be weak? What’s the point? If he’s got the guts, he shouldn’t leave the ring. Picking on E-level Awakeners, what kind of skill is that? Battle with us D-level Awakeners if he dares.
On the ring.
Luo Kai was deeply regretful.
If he had known it would turn out like this, he wouldn’t have gone up in the first place.
Now, he had lost another hundred points.
Thinking about this, he looked at Chen Fan with mixed feelings of defiance and fear, ultimately shaking off the stones covering him and stepping down.
At this moment, several voices rang out around him.
"You, hiding your strength and winning without any honor."
"Exactly. You were clearly a D-level Awakener but competed with us E-level Awakeners, earning our points. Do you have any shame?"
"If you have the skill, don’t come down. Keep fighting."
"Right, if you’re a man, compete with our D-level Awakeners!"
Hearing the shouts, Chen Fan nodded and said, "Alright, let’s continue."
The surroundings instantly fell silent.
Everyone looked at each other. He agreed just like that?
They had thought he would refuse for sure.
"Great!"
At this moment, a man stepped forward with a sly smile on his face, "Since you agreed, then I’ll represent the D-level Awakeners in the association to spar with you."
The surrounding crowd burst into cheers.
"Ren Xiancheng, that guy..."
A group of D-level Awakeners exchanged glances, all feeling a bit unwilling.
"I won’t take advantage of you. How about this: you can rest for a while, and we can start once you’re ready," Ren Xiancheng said with a smile toward Chen Fan.
He was confident that he had figured out Chen Fan’s capabilities.
On the other hand, Chen Fan knew nothing about him.
"No need,"
Chen Fan shook his head. "We can start now."
"Really?"
Ren Xiancheng felt a surge of anger. "Friend, I advise you to think carefully. Otherwise, don’t complain if you lose."
Chen Fan shook his head slightly.
"Fine."
Ren Xiancheng coldly snorted, thinking to himself that Chen Fan would soon regret his decision.
The voice of the man with sunglasses came over the speakers, and they entered the betting stage.
Despite Chen Fan’s two consecutive victories, few people bet on him this time, as evidenced by the stagnant points.
On the other hand, Ren Xiancheng’s points kept climbing rapidly, soon surpassing a thousand, then two thousand, and three thousand points.
Many frowned while watching.
Because the bet on the newcomer had less than a hundred points.
With such odds, how could anyone bet?
Of course, they could bet on the newcomer, but the probability of losing everything was 100%.
After all, the newcomer’s hidden cards were already exposed.
In the control room, Yang Hu and his group watched the increasingly lopsided points ratio with meaningful smiles on their faces.
"Looks like the kid doesn’t dare bet on himself this time?"
"Yeah, the guy should have around 1450 points. Discounting the 200 points wager for this round, he still has 1250 points. If he bet them all on himself, he could improve Ren Xiancheng’s odds significantly."
"He wouldn’t dare."
"Exactly, he’s just..."
The speaking man’s voice abruptly stopped.
He stared at the screen, eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
The others also turned to look and stood frozen.
Because right below Chen Fan’s avatar, the points had shot up from less than 100 to over 1300! The growth was precisely 1250 points!
The identity of the bettor was now obvious.
"How... how could he dare?"
Yang Hu swallowed hard.
Outside, everyone was also stunned by the sudden, massive bet.
Over a thousand points? Betting over a thousand points in one go?
Who was this big shot? So wealthy?
And the key was, he bet on the newcomer to win! Did he have too many points, not knowing how to spend them?
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, someone realized, "Guys, do you remember before the previous ring fight started, someone suddenly bet over three hundred points on the newcomer?"
"I remember, so what?" someone asked, puzzled.
"Do you mean!"
"That’s right, this over-a-thousand-point bet is exactly the result of the over three hundred points from winning the previous bets. In other words, these two bets came from the same person! Moreover, this person is probably..." the speaker looked at Chen Fan.
Others also looked his way.
Exactly!
This guy had hidden his strength before. Knowing he would surely win, he undoubtedly bet on himself.
This was true for the first time, the second time as well, but who would have expected that he would dare to do it again for the third time?
Was he really so confident?
Did he believe he would surely win against a D-level Awakener too?
Ren Xiancheng burned with anger upon hearing this.
"Do you really think you can win like the last two times? Betting on yourself, huh? Fine, then I’ll bet on myself to win. Let’s see who laughs last!"
With that, he pulled out his phone and tapped a few times.
Not only him, but others in the association, angered by Chen Fan’s actions, also placed their bets.
In less than thirty seconds, the points ratio between Chen Fan and Ren Xiancheng had reached 1600 to 10000!
Chen Fan’s odds rose to 6 times, meaning that if he won, one point would become six points, and 1250 points would turn into 9600 points!
Ren Xiancheng’s odds were almost negligible, but the bettors didn’t care.
They just wanted to see Chen Fan lose.
Because this newcomer was simply too arrogant!
"Another 2000 points taken by the association,"
Chen Fan sighed.
But if he won this round, along with the thousand points bonus for three consecutive wins, his points would definitely exceed ten thousand.
He had to admit, this method of scoring points was fast indeed.
Then, forget one True Qi Pill Formula—he could buy ten. Not to mention various Secret Manuals, he could acquire them to his heart’s content. The concern would then be having enough Experience Points.
At this moment, the countdown started.
With a cold smile, Ren Xiancheng watched Chen Fan.
As soon as the countdown ended, he raised an arm, and a dozen ice cones as thick as small arms shot toward Chen Fan.
The speed was several times faster than that of the previous E-level Awakeners!
A group of D-level Awakeners exchanged looks.
They had to admit, Ren Xiancheng’s control of the Ice Element was impressive; in almost an instant, he had created over a dozen ice cones to launch at his opponent.
However, the opponent was a speed-type Awakener, so dodging them shouldn’t be difficult.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"
At this moment, a series of clear, crisp sounds rang out. Chen Fan’s right hand moved like lightning, a flash of cold light in his hand, stopping all the incoming ice cones and scattering them to the ground.
This scene stunned everyone present.
They had expected that Chen Fan might dodge the attack thanks to his speed, but nobody had anticipated that he would stand his ground and knock down every ice cone directed at him!
Could this be the correct way to use speed-based superpowers?
"Damn it!"
Ren Xiancheng, seeing this, gritted his teeth and raised his other hand, aiming at Chen Fan.
In the next second, countless ice cones materialized from thin air and surged toward Chen Fan like there was no cost.
"I don’t believe you can block them all this time!"
Ren Xiancheng inwardly roared.
"Ting ting ting ting..."
Clear collision sounds echoed ceaselessly.
Chen Fan stood still like an unyielding wall, blocking all the incoming ice cones, leaving them fallen on the ground without gaining an inch.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Both E-level and D-level Awakeners, Yang Hu and his crew in the control room, were all slack-jawed, staring at the increasing pile of broken ice on the ground.
So this was the power of a speed-type Awakener?
The ultimate Martial Arts in the world—nothing breaks speed?