However, she couldn't explain this reason, so she smiled faintly and casually said, "You all are just placing small bets, it's more like a small business than true gambling. A real gambler risks everything, aiming for wealth and glory through risks."

Her words left everyone stunned!

The bookmaker was the first to react, immediately shouting, "Miss Wan is absolutely right, the highest level of gambling is about striking it rich and changing your life! Is there anyone else who wants to bet on Young Master Tang's victory?"

Unfortunately, no one responded, and some even started to suspect that Wan Fei might be a plant.

A voice tinged with mockery suddenly sounded, "Since Miss Wan is a real gambler, according to your logic, you should be betting on his passing the challenge!"

Wan Fei turned her gaze to the speaker, and upon seeing a woman with an alluring appearance, a cold expression appeared on her face.

"Oh, it's Miss Zhao. I'm not a professional gambler. Besides, if he does pass the challenge, with a hundred times the odds, the bookmaker might not be able to afford it. Miss Zhao, would you be willing to pay up?"

The woman referred to as Miss Zhao, Zhao Yuqian, was the eldest daughter of the Zhao family in Fangcheng. She was not only at the peak of the Xuan Realm, but also exceptionally beautiful, with a slender waist and full hips, making her extremely alluring. Her beauty and talent made her the subject of many young men’s admiration, and she carried a strong sense of superiority.

Not long ago, she had started taking on tasks to prove herself, but her success rate and efficiency were always overshadowed by Wan Fei. The task of defeating the Giant Wolf King had made Wan Fei's name famous, while Zhao Yuqian's reputation paled in comparison.

Upon hearing about this, Zhao Yuqian’s hostility toward Wan Fei intensified. Today, she was eager to find an opportunity to embarrass her.

"I don't believe Tang Yan can win, and I certainly don't think he'll pass the challenge."

Fangcheng? Ha! The lowest ranked city in the East Region's Grand Tournament!

Even the top talent of that city, Tang Yan, couldn’t withstand a single move from Yao Yuan. How could he possibly pass this challenge?

"Fine. If you win, I’ll pay the hundred times the odds," Zhao Yuqian sneered, deliberately trying to provoke her. "But I wonder, how many silver taels will our big gambler bet? Don’t tell me you're going to fool us with a few thousand taels?"

"Then I'll bet another 100,000 taels!" Wan Fei was already getting irritated. This woman had been antagonizing her lately.

"Hmph, will the Zhao family go back on their word?" Zhao Yuqian scoffed dismissively, despite knowing that even with a million silver taels, she didn't think she would lose. Whether the odds were 100 times or 1,000 times, she would dare to gamble.

"Miss Zhao, if that young man truly makes it out from the sixth floor, we will cover half of the wager," the bookmaker said, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Yuqian, not easily fooled, saw through the bookmaker’s intentions at a glance. If Wan Fei lost, the bookmaker knew he would have to pay, and he was worried that she might not cover the risk.

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"Alright, 100,000 taels. I won’t take a single tael, it’s not even worth my attention," Zhao Yuqian said arrogantly.

"Miss Zhao, your generosity is impressive. However, that money must be shared," the bookmaker replied, his crafty smile appearing again. He wasn’t going to let the Zhao family take advantage.

"By the way, where does Young Master Tang come from?" Wan Fei suddenly asked, her curiosity piqued. She had just arrived and had only seen Tang Yan enter the Assassin’s Tower, not knowing what had transpired before.

A deep silence fell over the crowd, all stunned by her question.

“I... did I hear that right? Did Wan Fei just speak?” someone asked, looking incredulously at the person beside them.

"Looks like it..." another person replied, equally astonished.

The crowd was baffled. 200,000 taels of silver—an amount most people would never earn in their lifetimes—and she didn't even know who the person she was betting on was?

The absurdity of the situation made everyone feel like they were in a strange dream. Had Wan Fei lost her mind?

Even Lin Xiao was bewildered. He could understand his daughter betting on Tang Yan, but this girl seemed completely out of her depth.

However, since she was supporting Tang Yan, he couldn't stand idly by. He stepped forward and smiled, "This young man, Tang Yan, is from Cloud City."

Upon hearing this, Wan Fei was taken aback.

Cloud City… Wait, wasn't that the city that had been at the bottom of the rankings in every East Region Grand Tournament?

Could someone like Tang Yan really come from Cloud City?

"Hahaha, Wan Fei, so you didn’t even know who he was!" Zhao Yuqian laughed, her voice mocking.

"Hmph!" Wan Fei snorted, pretending to be angry, before walking over to Lin Xiao and his group.

Wan Fei was genuinely intrigued by Tang Yan, and Lin Xiao was equally curious about why Wan Fei was so confident that Tang Yan would win. As they shared a common topic, they quickly struck up a conversation.

Inside the Assassin’s Tower, after stepping on the first iron ball, Tang Yan didn't descend again.

"Whoosh!" A copper rod shot out with lightning speed from a stone, and Tang Yan swiftly dodged, using the rod to propel himself forward.

With a few jumps and landings, Tang Yan reached the finish line in under the time it took to burn a single incense stick!

On the third floor, many Xuan Realm experts failed to pass under the immense pressure, either unable to avoid the traps or running out of time. Tang Yan's speed was exceptional.

Arriving on the fourth floor, Tang Yan immediately felt the pressure lighten and resumed normal conditions.

Looking up at the layout of this floor, he saw eight copper men standing in the center of a great hall. These copper men were of average height, around 1.7 meters, and their armor gleamed with a shiny copper sheen. Each one held a copper rod in its hands.

There was a red line ten meters away from him, with a sign above it that read:

"Fourth Floor, Copper Warrior Armor Test. Enter the combat zone once you cross the red line. Exiting the red line means losing. The copper warriors possess strength comparable to the peak of the Xuan Realm second rank."

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yan walked forward confidently.

At that moment, the eight copper men’s eyes lit up with a red glow, and they immediately sprang into action.

"Thud thud thud!"

Watching the speed of the copper men, Tang Yan’s heart raced. The copper men moved quickly, and their joints were as flexible as a human’s. Whoever had designed these machines was a genius of mechanisms!

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yan charged forward.

The closest copper warrior swung its rod at Tang Yan, but he skillfully dodged, landing a solid punch on the copper warrior.

"Clang!"

The punch echoed through the air, but Tang Yan’s expression didn’t show the slightest hint of satisfaction. Instead, a sense of foreboding filled him.

The copper men never attempted to avoid his attacks.

After being struck, the copper warrior retreated two steps, but it didn’t show any signs of damage.

The other seven copper warriors raised their rods, ready to strike from all directions.

Tang Yan’s heart skipped a beat.

If he didn’t dodge, he’d be overwhelmed by a barrage of strikes.

"Time to make a move!" Tang Yan thought, weaving through the gaps between the rods.

"Bang!"

Just as he emerged from the gap, a fierce wind rushed from behind. Tang Yan’s heart sank—where did that attack come from?

Using his Shadow Step technique at full speed, he dodged, but his back was still grazed, sending a searing pain through him.

He glanced back and was horrified to see that it was the copper warrior he had previously knocked back, now attacking him from behind.

Even after taking his full-powered blow, the copper warrior was unharmed!