Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

Below the arena.

Chu He sat behind a bronze table, with a thick ledger in front of him.

"Place your bet now! Place your bet now!"

"Lei Wanjun, early stage of the Transcendental Realm, odds of 1 to 1!"

"Su Yu is at the mid-stage of True Immortality, odds of 1 to 3!"

The surrounding officers crowded forward to place their bets.

Although the vast majority of people still bet their Originium on Lei Wanjun.

After all, even without using Daoist techniques, the physical foundation of someone in the early stages of the Transcendent Realm would absolutely crush someone in the mid stages of the True Realm.

Many people believe that Su Yu was able to force Qin Lengyue to retreat yesterday because Qin Lengyue underestimated him and deliberately suppressed her cultivation level. However, on the actual arena, the difference in cultivation level is often insurmountable.

However, quite a few people chose to bet their Originium on Su Yu today.

There is no other reason.

Yesterday, Su Yu's display of pure physical skills was truly amazing. In addition, Qin Lengyue temporarily changed the rules of the "prohibition law" today, and with the tempting odds of 1 to 3, it was enough to entice some officers to take a gamble.

"I'm betting on Thunderous Might, thirty Origin Stones! Cultivation level suppression, a guaranteed profit!"

"I'm also betting on Thunderclap, fifty bucks!"

"I'm betting on Su Yu! Ten source stones! I'm betting that his physical skill yesterday wasn't just luck!"

"Count me in! I'll bet twenty on Su Yu! If he pulls off an upset, we'll make a fortune!"

Chu He smiled as he collected the source stones, but his eyes glanced out of the corner of his eye at the arena preparation area.

Su Yu, dressed in a plain robe, stood there quietly.

His expression was calm and serene.

soon.

The deacon announced loudly.

"Next game."

"Lei Wanjun, yes, Su Yu!"

"Come on stage!"

boom!

A burly figure leaped onto the arena.

Lei Wanjun.

Standing nine feet tall with bulging muscles, his physique was extremely imposing, even though he primarily practiced thunder magic.

He stood on the ring, looking down at Su Yu in the preparation area.

but.

If someone observes closely, they will notice.

Beneath Lei Wanjun's seemingly fierce eyes lay a hint of extreme tension.

Even his thick legs were trembling slightly.

last night.

He received a death order from the patriarch, Tuoba Shan.

"Tomorrow we're fighting Su Yu. You're only allowed to lose, not win!"

"and."

"We have to lose convincingly!"

"If you dare show even the slightest flaw, I'll skin you alive!"

Lei Wanjun was stunned.

What's wrong with the patriarch?

Would you really want to throw a match against a mid-stage Shaping Realm player?

But he didn't dare ask.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Su Yu calmly walked onto the arena.

Stand still.

"Scout Battalion, Su Yu."

Lei Wanjun swallowed hard, forcing a fierce expression.

"Thunderstorm Battalion, Thunderous Force!"

"Kid, you're lucky you can't use your magic today."

"But my fists can still smash you flat!"

The dialogue was very stiff.

Su Yu nodded slightly in agreement.

"please."

The voice just fell.

Lei Wanjun roared and charged forward like a raging bull.

He punched Su Yu in the face.

The momentum is amazing.

But Su Yu could tell at a glance that Lei Wanjun had held back at least 70% of his strength in that punch.

It was as slow as a snail.

"It's so fake."

Su Yu silently grumbled to himself.

He sidestepped to avoid it.

Then, he slapped Lei Wanjun in the chest with his backhand.

boom.

Lei Wanjun let out an extremely exaggerated scream and staggered back five or six steps.

"Good lad! You've got some strength!"

Lei Wanjun shouted and charged forward again.

On the arena, the two instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

The audience below the stage thoroughly enjoyed the show.

"What an intense hand-to-hand combat!"

"This Su Yu is impressive! He can actually hold his own against someone in the early stages of the Mortal Transformation realm!"

"Lei Wanjun's physical skills are indeed lacking; he has a lot of strength but can't hit anyone!"

but.

In the eyes of a true master like Qin Lengyue.

This duel was shrouded in mystery.

Qin Lengyue stood on the high platform, her narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.

"What is Lei Wanjun doing?"

"The lower body is unstable, and the point of exertion is completely wrong."

"Was he deliberately letting the opponent win?"

Qin Lengyue looked at Su Yu.

Su Yu's movements remained concise and precise.

Each time, he was able to defuse Lei Wanjun's attacks perfectly.

However, his strength was always kept at the passing grade of the mid-stage of the True Formation realm.

On the arena.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

The fiftieth move.

The seventieth move.

The ninetieth move.

Lei Wanjun was exhausted and covered in sweat.

It wasn't the fighting that got me tired, it was the acting that got me tired.

You have to control your strength, coordinate with Su Yu's movements, and pretend to be giving it your all.

This is a hundred times more tiring than going to the front lines to kill the Jiuli barbarians!

"That's about it."

Lei Wanjun silently recited this in his heart.

The ninety-eighth move.

The ninety-ninth move.

The hundredth move!

It's now!

Lei Wanjun roared.

"Take this final punch!"

He leaped up suddenly and threw a punch.

Su Yu's eyes remained calm.

He did not back down.

Instead, he met Lei Wanjun's fist head-on with his own punch.

Their fists collided.

boom!

Su Yu's body trembled slightly, and he took half a step back.

And Lei Wanjun.

Then it let out an extremely miserable wail.

He was sent flying off the stage like a kite with a broken string.

It crashed heavily to the ground.

"Ouch……"

"My arm..."

"I lost!"

Lei Wanjun lay on the ground, clutching his arm, screaming pitifully.

The audience.

Dead silence.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

Lei Wanjun lost?

A beginner in the Transcendent Realm lost to a mid-stage True Immortal?

Moreover, he narrowly lost after fighting a hundred moves.

"this……"

"Su Yu won?!"

An incredulous gasp erupted from the audience.

Chu He sat behind the desk, his mouth stretched wide to his ears with a smile.

"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

He happily scooped up all the Originium on the table and put it into his arms.

On the arena.

Su Yu slowly withdrew his fist.

He was breathing slightly heavily.

A fine layer of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

It perfectly portrays the image of someone who narrowly wins after a hard-fought battle.

He walked to the edge of the ring and looked at Lei Wanjun lying on the ground.

He clasped his hands slightly in a fist salute.

"Thank you for your concession."

Lei Wanjun lay on the ground, mentally ranting.

"What a load of rubbish!"

"Do you think it was easy for me to act like this?!"

But on the surface, he could only grit his teeth and pretend to be unwilling.

"You're really good at physical combat, kid."

"I accept defeat wholeheartedly."

Su Yu ignored him.

He turned and walked off the stage.

He walked straight to Chu He's desk.

"Brother Chu."

Su Yu's voice was calm.

"I won."

"Five hundred Origin Stones, and intelligence."

Chuhe laughed heartily.

Without hesitation, he took out a storage bag full of source stones and pushed it, along with the jade slip, to Su Yu.

"Well done, Brother Su!"

"From today onwards, you are a friend of our Shenji Battalion's inner circle!"

Su Yu took the storage bag and jade slip.

His expression remained calm.

Thank you.

He put the items into his pocket.

He turned and left.

This time, not only did they earn 500 source stones for free, they also obtained intelligence about the Divine Machine Camp.

more importantly.

He successfully concealed his true strength.

"Next."

Su Yu calmly calculated in his mind.

"We'll just wait for the void tide of the Abyss of Annihilation to recede."

The Great Wilderness, Formless Void Crystal.

He was determined to win.

Even if there are ancient remnants there.

Even if there were heavy troops from the Jiuli Witchcraft Tribe there.

As long as the Space Divine Kingdom can break through to the Primordial Chaos Realm.

God blocks and kills God.

Anyone who gets in the way will be killed.

Su Yu, dressed in a plain robe, walked calmly into the crowd.

Hidden strength and name.

Only Qin Lengyue on the high platform watched his back.

The doubt in his eyes grew deeper and deeper.