Mont D an laughed heartily, "One hundred million? Aren't you afraid of losing all your coffin money?"
Long Xiao replied, "I dare to bet because I have the confidence to win!"
Mont D an glanced at Ye Tian and asked, "Qi Jing?"
Long Xiao deliberately didn't answer, saying, "Your disciple knows him, ask him."
Mont D an then asked Qiao Li, "Do you know his background?"
Qiao Li declared, "Master, I can definitely defeat him!"
Qiao Li's impression of Ye Tian was still from their time in Longhu Prison. He hadn't expected Ye Tian's cultivation to advance so rapidly in three years.
Reassured, Mont D an smiled and said, "Alright, one hundred million, I'll play with you!"
Long Xiao directly called Old Zhou and instructed, "Old Zhou, arrange a match for us."
Such direct duels were uncommon, and soon a crowd gathered around.
Old Zhou chuckled, accustomed to such matters, and immediately responded, "Certainly. How much are you two betting, and will there be an outside market?"
Having an outside market meant that both parties were willing to allow people from outside to place bets on their fighters. Those who won bets in the outside market would typically give the fighters a reward.
Long Xiao stated, "One hundred million each, and an outside market is permitted."
Old Zhou agreed, "Fine. According to the rules, the money from both of you will be deposited into my account, and the winner will take it all. However, I will take a ten percent commission. As for the income from the outside market, I won't take a single cent; it will all go to the winning fighter."
Mont D an said, "Agreed."
Long Xiao replied, "Alright."
Immediately, Old Zhou began to set up the venue.
Since a fight was to take place, it couldn't be on the sports field. The martial arts school had a venue capable of holding over three thousand people, typically used for performances and often borrowed by locals for events.
Old Zhou's subordinates were efficient. Half an hour later, Ye Tian and Long Xiao arrived at the venue. Over a thousand people were already seated inside, a considerable portion of whom were not from the crowd on the sports field earlier. It seemed these individuals were already present, mostly sent by outside gamblers to observe.
The ring was already set up. Ye Tian and Qiao Li stepped onto the stage, both wearing masks and using codenames. Old Zhou personally served as the referee. He smiled and began, "Gentlemen, I will explain the rules first. You may only begin fighting after I say 'start.' Once the fight begins, there are no restrictions, but you absolutely cannot use weapons, such as hidden projectiles, daggers, or poisons. Using any of these will result in disqualification!"
After Old Zhou finished his explanation, dozens of cameras were positioned around the arena, all focused on the scene.
Old Zhou announced loudly, "In this match, we have Vajra Leopard facing Howling Sky Wolf! The countdown begins, ten, nine, eight... one, start!"
Qiao Li was already impatient. With a burst of power from his feet, he flashed to Ye Tian's side and unleashed a palm strike. He practiced the Thunderclap Palm, whose palm strikes sounded like thunder and possessed immense power. Generally, skilled fighters dared not meet it head-on.
However, this time, Ye Tian not only met it head-on but did so with remarkable steadiness. He blocked with his right palm, and their hands seemed to stick together.
"Boom!"
Half a second later, Qiao Li's palm was suddenly repelled by a dominant force. Half of his body went numb, and he felt a terrifying power surge into him, instantly rendering him unable to continue fighting!
"Crack!"
Ye Tian moved behind him and struck his lower back with a palm.
Instantly, Qiao Li's lumbar spine shattered. He collapsed to the ground, losing control of his bodily functions.
Ye Tian looked at the ashen-faced Qiao Li and said calmly, "I didn't intend to deal with you, but you dared to threaten my family. You had to be crippled!"
Qiao Li cried out and suddenly fainted.
The spectators were not surprised. This was how ring fights often went; without strict rules, victories were often decided in one or two moves!
Mont D an's expression turned grim. He glared at Long Xiao, then picked up Qiao Li and left the venue without a word.
Long Xiao pulled Ye Tian off the stage, found an inconspicuous spot, and sat down. He said, "That was a good fight. But if I were you, I would have killed him."
Ye Tian replied, "He's already crippled. Even if he recovers, he won't be able to practice martial arts again."
Long Xiao didn't press the matter further and smiled, "Ask your friend if he placed any bets in the outside market."