Ever since the Sword Demon and Beast announced their duel, Madam Yang hasn’t had a moment of peace in the past few days.

Madam Yang stood in the Yellow Character Number One Pavilion of the Fighting Arena, watching the Bright Moon slowly descend over the arena. Dawn was approaching!

And today was the day of the great battle between the Sword Demon and the Beast!

Madam Yang coldly asked, "What’s the odds now?"

A pretty boy hurriedly replied, "Just got news from the underground casino, the odds have reached one to eleven!"

Madam Yang said, "The martial arts competition is about to start, the betting is about to close. This should be the final odds!"

"But these odds are truly terrifying!"

Madam Yang chuckled.

The four pretty boys nodded slightly, "Isn’t it? The Beast has been a renowned fighter in the Fighting Arena for a long time, while the Sword Demon is just a newcomer!"

"Moreover, the Sword Demon’s cultivation is only at the Death Reversal Realm Seventh Layer, other warriors believe the Sword Demon has no strength to contend with the Beast, so they naturally place all their bets on the Beast!"

Madam Yang nodded slightly and said, "Did we place a bet?"

The pretty boy said, "Last night, we placed a bet when the odds were one to ten. We wagered one million merits on Jian Kong winning!"

Madam Yang said, "Not enough, I want to increase the bet!"

The four pretty boys were startled and asked, "Madam, how much more do you want to bet?"

Madam Yang chuckled, "Add another one million merits!"

The four pretty boys exchanged glances, hesitatingly saying, "Madam, we have already wagered one million merits, and have an external bet with the Qian Family for five million merits!"

"If we add more now, wouldn’t we be putting nearly seven million merits on this duel?"

Madam Yang chuckled, "If you hadn’t mentioned it, I almost forgot, we also have an external bet of five million merits with the Qian Family!"

"Do as I say, before the betting closes, add another one million merits!"

Although the four pretty boys were somewhat displeased, they still followed Madam Yang’s instructions.

Before betting closed, they added another million!

In conversation, Madam Yang took out a Sound Transmission Token from her Storage Bag, smiling as she said, "Qian Youcai, want to raise the stakes?"

A middle-aged man’s laughter came from the other end of the Sound Transmission Token, "Hahaha, Madam Yang, now every warrior in Black Water City believes the Sword Demon is bound to lose, and you still want to increase the bet with me?"

"Since Madam Yang wants to give me merits, I’ll gladly accept. How much do you want to raise?"

Madam Yang said blandly, "We initially had an external bet of five million merits, but now I want to increase it from five million to seven million merits!"

Qian Youcai on the other end of the Sound Transmission Token exclaimed, "From five million to seven million, Madam Yang, do you have so many merits? What if you lose and can’t pay me?"

Madam Yang replied, "If I don’t have enough merits, I still have the Zhao Family. If the Zhao Family doesn’t have merits, I still have my body... isn’t that enough?"

Upon hearing this, imagining Madam Yang’s flesh, Qian Youcai couldn’t help but drool and laughed, "Hahaha, alright, alright, as Madam Yang wishes, increase it to seven million!"

Madam Yang put away the Sound Transmission Token and sat in the Yellow Character Number One Pavilion, observing the Fighting Arena with a charming smile, feeling a long-lost excitement and passion within her.

"If we win this battle!"

"An external bet of seven million merits, a casino bet of two million!"

"If I win this match, I can gain nearly thirty million merits!"

Madam Yang said with a faint smile.

At the dawn moment, warriors began to trickle into the Fighting Arena.

Ban Ye was among them.

Ban Ye, along with Fatty, sat in the Spectator Seats, as Fatty grumbled indignantly, "Hmph, I don’t believe there’s anyone under Heaven who can take down the Sword Demon!"

Looking at Fatty’s demeanor, Ban Ye curiously asked, "Did you place another bet? Didn’t you say last time you had already wagered all your possessions on Luo Sha? How do you still have merits?"

Fatty cautiously replied, "Ban Ye, don’t tell anyone, this is my stash saved up over decades! You know your sister-in-law’s personality doesn’t allow me to have this..."

"Keep it secret! Keep it secret!"

Fatty said with a mischievous grin.

Ban Ye, verging on tears, asked, "Did you place a bet this time?"

Fatty eagerly said, "One thousand merits, all on the Beast!"

"The Beast will surely win! The Beast will win!"

Fatty shouted excitedly.

Ban Ye gave a wry smile and shook his head slightly.

As a large number of warriors entered the Fighting Arena and took their seats, Lin Bai, wearing the Sword Demon Mask, made his way to the Yellow Character Number One Pavilion.

Seeing Lin Bai arrive, Madam Yang immediately said, "The casino has already closed betting. The final odds are one to eleven; I’ve bet two million merits on you!"

"Additionally, we have an external bet of five million merits with the Qian Family!"

"As long as you win this match, I can earn close to thirty million merits, and then I’ll instantly give you the second part of the Darkwater Divine Thunder Technique!"

Madam Yang said earnestly, looking at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai, beneath the mask, gazed at Madam Yang without speaking.

Madam Yang asked strangely, "What are you looking at me for? What, don’t you have confidence?"

Lin Bai chuckled, "Not at all, I was just thinking... when you’re serious, you’re not as seductive as a vixen!"

"Alright, don’t worry, I’ll win!"

"Just be ready with the Darkwater Divine Thunder Technique."

Madam Yang took out the Treasure Box containing the Darkwater Divine Thunder Technique from her Storage Bag and said blandly, "Although the three parts of the Black Water Divine Thunder Art require three hundred thousand merits, which may seem astronomical to you, it’s worthless in the hands of the Eight Great Clans!"

"I’ve already prepared the Black Water Divine Thunder Art, you must win!"

"Today’s martial arts competition has only one match, that is between you and the Beast!"

"Be careful, the Beast is extremely ruthless, with ninety-nine victories in the Fighting Arena, and almost every opponent was torn apart piece by piece!"

Madam Yang said meaningfully, looking at Lin Bai.

Lin Bai nodded slightly.

Meanwhile, Referee Ning Zheng had appeared in the Fighting Arena, warming up the audience.

Ning Zheng introduced the records of the Sword Demon and the Beast.

There were only a few gasps when the Sword Demon was mentioned.

But when the Beast was mentioned, the entire arena erupted in cheers, as the Beast was clearly seen as a god of war in the Fighting Arena!

"Now, let’s welcome the Sword Demon and the Beast to the arena!"

Ning Zheng shouted enthusiastically.

The Passageway Stone Gates on both sides of the Fighting Arena opened, revealing two figures stepping out.

One in black attire, a black robe, and a black mask, with steady steps and a faint aura of killing intent emanating from him.

The other exuded a wild aura, each step he took seemed to shake the earth and mountains, spreading his dominance in all directions!