The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2690 - 2665: Undefeated General! Beast!

Having recovered from his injuries at the Tang Family manor, Lin Bai found that the second day had already dawned.

He was standing in the courtyard, stretching his limbs, when he spotted Ban Ye and Uncle Fatty returning to their humble abode, a distinct aroma of alcohol clinging to them.

"Off for a drink?"

Lin Bai inquired, casting a curious glance at his companions.

Uncle Fatty, clearly tipsy and dispirited, let out a sigh. "Ah, don't even get me started. My luck has been abysmal!"

A smile playing on his lips, Lin Bai pressed, "What happened?"

Ban Ye offered a wry smile. "Fatty bet his entire fortune on the Young Master Luo Sha. Who would have imagined that this formidable contender would be felled by Sword Demon in merely two punches!"

"Fatty nearly lost everything!"

Lin Bai gave a knowing nod. "I see."

"Blast it all!" Fatty exclaimed in frustration. "How could I have known Sword Demon was that powerful? And I never expected Luo Sha to be so weak, taken down in just two blows!"

"All my countless merits, tens of thousands of them! Gone!"

Fatty lamented, tears threatening to spill.

Lin Bai gently reminded him, "Uncle Fatty, I've cautioned you before. Don't stake everything you have. If things go awry, it's all over!"

Fatty just shook his head in utter despair.

Ban Ye interjected, "Fatty's had a bit too much. I'll take him back to rest."

Lin Bai gave a slight nod in agreement.

After bidding farewell to Ban Ye and Fatty, Lin Bai returned to the secret chamber to continue his cultivation of the Black Water Divine Thunder Technique.

Just then, his Sound Transmission Token chimed.

Retrieving it, Lin Bai saw Madam Yang's message. "I've made the arrangements. In three days, you'll face the Qian Family's Undefeated General, Beast, in the Fighting Arena."

"This time, I'm betting it all. During your martial arts competition, I'll wager one million merits on your victory. Furthermore, I've arranged an external bet with the Qian Family for five million merits."

"Do not disappoint me!"

"Once you've earned me ten million merits, I will bestow upon you the second part of the Black Water Divine Thunder Technique."

"And when you help me accumulate fifty million merits, I shall grant you the third part of the Black Water Divine Thunder Technique. Upon its completion, our cooperative arrangement will also conclude."

"What do you say?"

Madam Yang inquired through the Sound Transmission Token.

Lin Bai responded with a nod, "Alright!"

...

Word of Lin Bai's swift victory over Young Master Luo Sha, achieved in a mere two hundred beats, had now permeated Black Water City. Few could have foreseen that a formidable warrior, a Seventh Layer cultivator of the Death Reversal Realm, capable of defeating a warrior at the Great Perfection of the Death Reversal Realm, would emerge within the Fighting Arena!

This news sent ripples of shock throughout the entire Fighting Arena establishment.

Young Master Luo Sha had been a warrior nurtured by the Zhou Family. Following Luo Sha's defeat, the Zhou Family suffered a significant blow.

During the bout between Luo Sha and Lin Bai, the Zhou Family had placed a wager of one million merits on Luo Sha. With his loss, their investment turned to dust.

This outcome incensed the Zhou Family's steward within the Fighting Arena!

At this precise moment, another piece of news erupted, further electrifying the Fighting Arena.

In three days' time, Sword Demon and Beast would clash in a battle destined to shake the heavens.

While Sword Demon was a newcomer to the Fighting Arena, and somewhat known, his renown had yet to reach truly earth-shattering levels.

Beast's name, however, resonated differently.

Beast, one of the Qian Family's Undefeated Generals, possessed immense power. He had participated in ninety-nine bouts within the Fighting Arena, emerging victorious in every single one.

This upcoming confrontation with Sword Demon would mark Beast's one-hundredth match in the Fighting Arena!

Should Beast triumph over Sword Demon, he would achieve the esteemed title of Victory Warrior within the Fighting Arena!

Concurrently, attaining the status of Victory Warrior would elevate Beast to the ranks of the Great Generals of the Fighting Arena!

Beast lived up to his moniker; he was wild, fierce, and utterly ruthless. Hardly any warriors who faced him survived the Fighting Arena, his methods brutally decisive.

Within a private chamber at the Celestial Immortal Tower.

The air in this opulent room was filled with the captivating melodies of musicians, while graceful dancers captivated the audience with their alluring movements.

Amidst this atmosphere, a portly middle-aged man, reeking of alcohol, was entwined with two delicate beauties.

"Heh, that cunning Zhao dares to challenge my Qian Family's Undefeated General? He's simply courting death!"

"Beast, when you step onto the stage, show no mercy. I've placed an external bet of five million merits on you!"

This inebriated, corpulent man, caressing the women in his arms, addressed the warrior seated beside him.

Adjacent to the portly, middle-aged man stood a warrior resembling a miniature mountain. Reaching approximately three meters in height, he possessed broad shoulders and a sturdy waist, radiating immense physical power. His muscles coiled like dragons, emitting a formidable wave of energy.

His skin bore a dark hue, his upper body was bare, and he wore animal hides below the waist, projecting a savage aura.

Currently, he gripped a massive beast leg, his crimson eyes piercing through a tangle of messy hair, eyes alight with a fierce craving for the limb.

He tore into the beast leg with gusto, nodding in sync with the portly, middle-aged man.

Word of the 'Beast-battling Sword Demon' spread like wildfire throughout the entire Fighting Arena.

Even before the martial arts competition officially commenced, every single ticket for the Fighting Arena had been completely sold out.

At this very moment, countless martial artists were congregating at the underground casino, eager to place their wagers.

However, the vast majority of their bets were placed in favor of Beast emerging victorious.

With two full days still remaining until the main event, the betting odds at the underground casino had already escalated to a staggering one to five!

And these odds were showing no signs of stopping their upward climb.

By the eve of the competition, the odds had surged dramatically to an astonishing one to ten!

It was at this juncture that a middle-aged man, a pleasant smile gracing his features, entered the underground casino. This was not his inaugural visit; he had frequented the establishment over the preceding two days, though he had refrained from placing any bets, content merely to observe.

Yet, today, he appeared poised to make a wager.

This middle-aged man proceeded to the betting counter, a smile playing on his lips, and declared, "I wish to place a bet on Sword Demon, for thirty-five thousand merits!"

The elderly gentleman overseeing the bets offered a smile and cautioned, "My dear friend, I must strongly advise you. At present, nearly all the martial artists are convinced that Sword Demon is destined for defeat. Consequently, they have overwhelmingly placed their bets on Beast."

"The current odds stand at an incredible one to ten!"

"Observing you, I can see you are a person of integrity. Those thirty-five thousand merits must have been earned through considerable effort. Why not place your bet on Beast instead? At the very least, you'll secure some pocket money, and there's virtually no risk involved!"

The middle-aged man, however, simply shook his head and stated, "There's no need for that. My faith in Sword Demon remains unshaken. Kindly process my bet!"

The old man sighed, shaking his head, and replied, "Since you are resolute in your decision, then so be it!"

With those words, the old man proceeded to finalize the bet for the middle-aged man.

Approximately half an hour later, the middle-aged man emerged from the underground casino, a faint, rueful smile on his lips. He gazed up at the sky, a bitter chuckle escaping him as he uttered, "Brother Lin Bai, please do not disappoint me!"

"Your old friend has staked his entire fortune on you!"

"Should you falter, this old friend will be left with absolutely nothing."

This middle-aged man, as it turns out, was none other than Ban Ye.

However, immediately after, Ban Ye's expression shifted, his complexion growing taut, as he declared, "But if I win this bet, with odds of one to ten, my initial thirty-five thousand merits will multiply tenfold. That would yield a grand total of three hundred and fifty thousand merits! With that sum, I can finally acquire more segments of the Black Water Divine Thunder Technique!"

"I absolutely must seize this opportunity!"

Ban Ye stated with unwavering resolve.