High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 215 You are a C-rank Awakener, right? (Please subscribe)

"Brother Tiger, is this newcomer really a D-level Awakener?" The man in sunglasses couldn't help but turn around and look at Yang Hu.

"I feel... I feel... it's more than that, isn't it?"

A man next to him swallowed hard; he was also a D-level Awakener.

If he were on the ring, dodging Ren Xiancheng's attacks would be extremely difficult, let alone knocking down all the ice spikes he launched.

"I think so too, and he gives me the feeling that he hasn't given it his all yet."

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so people around looked at the screen again.

Yes,

The newcomer's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

"Could it be that he's a C-rank Awakened?"

Yang Hu was startled by the thought that popped into his mind.

"Damn it!"

On the stage, Ren Xiancheng's face was flushed red.

Keep in mind that the ice spikes he launched could reach speeds of over 600 meters per second, nearly twice the speed of sound, and they were launched continuously.

result?

Were they all blocked?

This is practically a public slap in the face for him!

"Alright, let's see if you can hold them off this time."

He gritted his teeth, and the ice spikes that had been raining down like a storm suddenly disappeared, replaced by ten ice blades, each over a meter long, suspended in front of him.

"Is Ren Xiancheng really going all out?" Upon seeing this, everyone around the arena had a bright look in their eyes.

"Yes, this ice blade is superior to the previous ice spike in both speed and power. I have personally witnessed it; he only fired one ice blade and cut a high-level ferocious beast in half."

"That's incredible!"

"Great, the newcomer is probably going to lose this time."

"Let him be so arrogant. This time, he actually bet over a thousand points on himself. I really want to see what kind of expression he'll have when he loses all his points."

Some who had bet on Chen Fan actually agreed with this statement.

Even if Chen Fan wins, they won't have many points to bet on; at most, they'll get fifty or sixty.

But what about Chen Fan?

That's six times more than 1200 points!

Seven or eight thousand points!

This was an astronomical sum in the eyes of these E-level and D-level awakened individuals. Seeing Chen Fan earn so many points all at once made them feel even worse than if they had lost so many themselves.

"Li Ping, it's not too late for you to admit defeat now."

Ren Xiancheng stared at Chen Fan and said coldly.

Chen Fan shook his head slightly, and the next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

"What's going on! Where are they?"

"Where did they go?!"

A gasp of surprise rang out around the arena.

Ren Xiancheng's breathing became rapid, and he frantically turned his body, searching for Chen Fan's whereabouts.

"Watch out, he's behind you!"

I don't know who reminded me.

Just as Ren Xiancheng was about to turn around, a gleaming dagger landed on his neck.

"Don't move."

Chen Fan's voice rang out.

Ren Xiancheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to move.

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

Crush them!

A complete and utter crushing defeat!

They even suspected that the newcomer had deliberately let Ren Xiancheng win, so that the other party wouldn't lose so badly.

"You lost."

"No, I didn't lose!"

Ren Xiancheng roared, and a strange scene unfolded.

Within his body, layers of white, icy air rapidly emerged, quickly condensing on his skin to form an ice armor nearly ten centimeters thick.

"Hmph, do you think I'm as easy to deal with as those two opponents you encountered before?"

Ren Xiancheng looked at Chen Fan with a cold smile.

Chen Fan gave him the look of someone looking at an idiot, then kicked him out with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

Ren Xiancheng was kicked away, and his ice armor shattered into countless fragments in mid-air, flying in all directions. However, just before he was about to fly off the arena, a protective shield appeared in the surrounding space, intercepting all the fragments.

With a "bang".

Ren Xiancheng fell heavily to the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

The ten ice blades that had been formed earlier fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Shall we continue?"

Chen Fan glanced at the other person indifferently.

As it turned out, these E-level, and even the D-level awakened ones, were pitifully weak. He had originally wanted to exchange a few blows with them, but the result was extremely disappointing.

If it weren't for the large amount of points, he really wouldn't want to waste his time with these people.

Ren Xiancheng raised his head, a look of fear in his eyes, and hurriedly said, "I, I admit defeat."

It should be noted that his nearly ten-centimeter-long ice armor could even withstand the impact of a high-level ferocious beast, but it couldn't withstand a single kick from Chen Fan.

Only a fool would continue fighting.

Chen Fan took out his phone and quickly received two system emails.

As before, one of the rewards for winning the arena is 400 points. After deducting a 10% commission, 360 points will be credited to your account.

The second bet was for a winning score of 9000 points! Even after deducting the 1% commission, that's still 8910 points.

"That's not right?"

He frowned.

Didn't they say there were winning streak bonuses?

Just then, my phone vibrated.

Another email has arrived.

Upon opening it, I saw that it showed the points from three consecutive wins, totaling 1500 points, with no commission or handling fees.

The current points total is 10770!

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction. 100 points, three arena matches, a 100-fold increase!

Next is the fourth game. After deducting the 400 points wagered, he still has 10370 points.

Having sufficient confidence in his abilities, he decided to continue betting his remaining 10,000+ points on winning.

Even if the odds aren't as high as in the first three games, earning several thousand points per game shouldn't be difficult.

Just then, my phone vibrated; a call was coming in.

"Brother Li, how's it going? Have you received the points yet?" It was the voice of the man in sunglasses. Compared to the previous two times, this time his tone was extremely respectful, even bordering on obsequious.

"Um."

Chen Fan responded.

"So, Brother Li, do you want to continue?" the man in sunglasses asked tentatively. "If you win two more matches in a row, you can get an extra 3,000 points. After that, if you win five more matches in a row, you can get 10,000 points!"

"Then let's continue."

Chen Fan nodded.

He was not surprised by the other party's "generous" promise.

As the saying goes, the wool comes from the sheep.

Although he earned a hundred times the points through betting in these three matches, the association members also made a lot of money. It was expected that they would take out some as an extra reward.

Moreover, the stronger he is, the bigger the commotion he will cause, the more people will place bets, and the higher the association's commission will be. In a sense, the ring fighters and the ring whistleblowers are in cahoots.

So who lost?

Naturally, it's the vast majority of people who place bets.

The man in sunglasses hung up the phone and quickly announced over the loudspeaker that the next battle was about to begin, and the defending champion was still Chen Fan.

However, to Chen Fan's surprise, almost a minute had passed and no one dared to go on stage.

Even though the loudspeaker announced that whoever could defeat Chen Fan in the next battle would receive an additional 500 points as a finishing bonus on top of the bet, no one stepped forward.

Because nobody's stupid.

Everyone present was an acquaintance and knew of Ren Xiancheng's abilities.

Perhaps someone can defeat him, but absolutely no one can win so decisively.

Therefore, if they were to go up there, their outcome would definitely not be much better than Ren Xiancheng's; they would only be giving away points for nothing.

For these D-level Awakened, 400 points is not a lot, but it's not a small amount either.

Another minute passed, and there was still no movement from the audience.

"Miscalculation."

Chen Fan smiled bitterly to himself.

He originally thought there would be C-level Awakened here, so he decided to end the battle quickly and decisively, but it turns out there aren't any.

The phone vibrated.

It was the man in sunglasses who called.

"Excuse me, Brother Li, why don't you come down from the ring first?" The man in sunglasses said cautiously. "Brother Li, our Brother Tiger wants to see you. Please do us the honor. Don't worry, Brother Tiger won't let you come for nothing."

"Yeah?"

Chen Fan hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.

He stepped off the ring.

Instantly, the previously congested crowd parted to make way for him. Most people didn't dare to look him in the eye, and even those who were bold enough to make eye contact with Chen Fan quickly looked away.

Only after he had walked away did they dare to raise their heads and whisper among themselves.

"This newcomer is definitely a C-rank Awakener! Even if he isn't, he's not far from being a C-rank."

"You can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bucket. This time, he really amassed a lot of points."

"But he's a ruthless individual; he actually became a C-level Awakened before even participating in the association's assessment?"

"really."

"Brother Li, over here."

The man in sunglasses walked over enthusiastically and said with a smile, "Brother Tiger is waiting for you in the private room, please come with me."

"Who is he?"

Chen Fan asked.

"Our Brother Tiger is Chairman Mei's man."

The man in sunglasses winked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan understood that the "President Mei" mentioned by the other party must be the president of the Stone City Awakened Association.

He followed the other person forward, wanting to see what this "Brother Tiger" was up to.

Led by the man in sunglasses, Chen Fan entered a private room. Pushing open the door, he saw a middle-aged man inside, with drinks laid out on the table in front of him.

"Brother Li, please have a seat."

The man was Yang Hu from the computer room earlier. He extended his right hand and politely pointed to the opposite side.

Chen Fan walked in and sat down opposite him.

"My name is Yang Hu. Brother Li, you can just call me Lao Yang."

Yang Hu picked up a glass of wine and said, "I'm really sorry to have spoiled Brother Li's mood. I'll punish myself with a drink."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Chen Fan remained calm and composed.

Yang Hu smiled slightly, put down his wine cup, and said:

"Brother Li, in addition to this, the association will also give you 1,000 points as a token of our apology."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan's expression improved.

"Brother Yang, you're too kind. But you called me here for more than just an apology, didn't you?"

"Haha, Brother Li is a man of few words. Since that's the case, I won't hold back anymore."

Yang Hu paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Brother Li, you are a C-level Awakened, right?"

(End of this chapter)