CHAPTER 171 A FORMER MASTER OF WONDER REALM (PART TWO)

With a jar in his hand, he was only busy with drinking alcohol all through, as if alcohol was the only

thing around. He even did not spare time to cast a look at Darren, which angered some audience.

However, Darren remained calm to assess the opponent. At first, Darren used his spiritual sense to feel

the strength of that man, then his eyebrows twitched in surprise.

Feeling amused, he suddenly realized how powerful he was. Of course, he would not be tasked for the

ninth game if he was not powerful, but his abilities still surprised the young lad. The man in front of him

used to be a master of Wonder Realm. Then caused by injury or other factors, his cultivation base

turned back to the top level of the Mysterious Realm. To Darren, he was someone respectable and

powerful enough, unlike what the audience perceived.

'This kind of person is indeed very hard to deal with. This is going to be a long fight, ' Darren thought

worriedly.

His fighting skill, physical fitness and cultivation method were much powerful than those of a cultivator

in the Mysterious Realm. That was not an easy thing to obtain as it was something to be proud of as a

cultivator. You can never judge a person by his appearance.

Although his cultivation base reduced for some reason, he was still a superb fighter. Despite the drunk-

man act he portrayed, Darren could still know how powerful he was. It was an advantage for him.

'I still need to fight him. I need more of the reward so I must win. I am wondering if he can use

Omnipotent Talent Skill. If he could, it would be difficult for me to defeat him. It is way beyond my

abilities. I have to at least use my Blood Dragon Illusion to fight against him, ' Darren thought carefully.

Gladly that he could contemplate about the situation as the middle-aged man was still idling.

Then it occurred to him that the man who broke the record yesterday was also pretty strong. Darren

could not help but be anxious.

"No, I need to win. This fight would waste my energy to a large extent, thus to win the tenth one would

be much harder for me. I cannot lose just like that." Darren felt stressed for the first time since he came

into the arena. He felt threatened and intimidated even though the fight was yet to start.

"I just don't understand what are you young men thinking. You guys always make money without

worrying about the danger. How is the ending going to be? To die richly. How hilarious,"

said that middle-aged man with his eyelids lowered. His weary voice revealed traces of life, long life of

battle experiences. Darren knew that the man had gone through a lot so he must not be

underestimated.

"Sir, with all due respect, you seemed to be wrong about me. You are mistaken. I am not doing this for

money. I hope you can go easy on me. I would be very pleased if you do so,"

said Darren as he made a bow with hands folded in front. The crowd was confused with his gesture.

"Go easy on you? Ha. Are you kidding me? Finish the journey you chose even if you should walk on

your knees, right? You are the one who is mistaken. Remember, the one who pins his hope on other's

mercy cannot make old bone..."

said the man drunkenly. His words knocked some senses to Darren.

"You are right. Let's get started! No need to beat around the bush. You and I must fight until the last of

our breath!"

said Darren. That man's preach was unexpected because Darren was just trying to be nice before.

There was no room for hesitation.

...

On the Stand

"Darren is a great seeded player. Uncle Harvey, how about recommend him to Grunkle? He qualifies,

right?" said Eva as she stared at Darren enchanted. She was enticed with Darren's physique and

braveness.

Harvey standing next to her shook his head and said, "He has gained such a good cultivation base at

such a young age. That indeed means he is endowed by nature with unusual intelligence. I

acknowledge his skills now. He is something unordinary. But Eva, he even dares to challenge the

former master of Wonder Realm just for money. Don't you think that he is a little bit self-conceit? This

kind of person usually cannot live long in a world full of masters with that attitude. How greedy he could

be. Besides that, he won't be able to survive in this fight unless that winebibber shows some mercy. I

am certain of that. He would never defeat that drunk man easily."

"You are right, Uncle. He still has a long way to go. To be admitted by Heavenly Palace Sect is not that

easy. Maybe Darren is still not up to the standard," Eva nodded. She thought that Uncle Harvey's

words were quite reasonable. However, Jaya was thinking differently.

"Mr. Gu and Miss Eva Gu, please do not forget that this young man could master sword intent and

blade intent at the same time. He is overwhelmingly strong when he burst out his sword intent and

blade intent at the same time. That is something worth commending for. Let us not judge him too much

and enjoy the fight," said Jaya, his slender eyes fixed on the arena. No expression could be read on his

eyes. Was he supporting the young lad?

His words reminded them that this young man should not be taken lightly, making Eva and Harvey

surprised with his comment.

'Will he be able to defeat the former master of Wonder Realm? I hope he won't die at this rate, ' Eva

wondered, revealing the look of infinite expectation and slight worry.

On the other hand, after thinking about something with knitted brows, Harvey said, "Go and lower the

price ceiling of the bet on Darren."

They laid odds of one to twenty on this fight, and the highest amount that people were allowed to bet

on Darren was eighty thousand ink stones.

Despite the drunk man's facade, his power was known to a lot of cultivators. Otherwise, he wouldn't exclusive content.

have once entered the Wonder Realm if he was nothing. So most of the people tended to bet on the

winebibber, but there were still many people who chose to make a reckless move and bet on Darren,

as they were entertained with his previous fights. The price ceiling of Darren was pretty high. If he won,

the Prison Battle Arena would need to pay at least twenty million ink stones. That was a heavy loss to

the arena.

"Darren told me to bet on himself on every fight with the highest price. Now he has won 1.6 million ink

stones. If he wins this time, that would be another 1.6 million ink stones," said Jaya as his gaze was

focused on Darren.

"Ha. How feisty. That boy really feels good about himself,"

Harvey hissed. On second thoughts, he ordered again to reduce the price ceiling of Darren to forty

thousand ink stones, in case Darren would really win and the arena would lose too much money.

At the arena, Darren was already poised for a big fight. On the other side, something like truculence

flickered over the winebibber's eyes after he took a few shots of spirits. Darren could not help but be

alert and tightened his guard.

The ninth fight was about to start, and the crowd gradually fell into silence with anticipation.