200: Chapter 200: Odds 20 to 1!

His gaze turned toward the backstage of the Beast Fighting Arena.

At this moment, both sides of the upcoming duel were making final preparations for the battle that was about to begin.

"Lan Feng, don't forget the task the higher-ups gave you. Remember, don't end it too quickly!"

"I know, I'll control it. It's not like this is my first time in the arena. Why all the nonsense?!"

Backstage, Lan Feng responded disdainfully to the Man in the suit before him.

As for Lan Feng's contempt, the Man in the suit didn't show much emotion; he simply nodded silently.

There was nothing he could do.

He didn't dare to offer the slightest rebuttal to such a genius contestant, one of the company's cash cows.

Besides, for a genius, being a bit arrogant was normal.

As for what the company had instructed Lan Feng to do, it was to ensure he didn't end the fight too quickly.

To put it simply, he was to go easy on Li Fan in the early stages.

The reason for this was, naturally, related to profit.

The odds for the overall win-loss outcome weren't actually that high; even if one guessed correctly, the returns wouldn't be very significant.

However, predicting how many rounds it would take to win, or even pinpointing the exact round of victory—those odds were much higher.

These large financial groups were basically aiming for that.

The Giant Rock Group's arrangement for Lan Feng was to drag it out until after five hundred rounds before crushing Li Fan!

For two experts, five hundred rounds was considered an above-average number of rounds to decide a winner.

However, in the eyes of the public, given Lan Feng's strength, it was impossible for Li Fan to last five hundred rounds—he might not even last two hundred.

So, as long as Lan Feng went easy on him until the five-hundredth round, the Giant Rock Group would make a killing.

On Li Fan's side.

Compared to Lan Feng's side, which had company arrangements.

Li Fan's side seemed much quieter.

Currently, Li Fan was sitting cross-legged alone in the Preparation area, his mind constantly recalling his recent combat experiences and his insights from deducing the Third Level.

This duel could be said to be quite important to him.

On one hand, there was the fifty billion that Gu Ling had bet, and on the other, there was whether he could use Lan Feng's high pressure to break through his understanding of the Third Level.

...

Before he knew it.

Nearly an hour had passed in the blink of an eye.

Only a few minutes remained in the countdown to the official start.

By now, nearly three hundred million spectators had gathered in the Beast Fighting Arena.

This number was enough to rank in the top three for online viewership at the Silver Dragon Duel Arena over the past five years; its popularity was evident.

Just before the start.

The betting pool was officially locked, and no more bets could be placed.

Currently, regarding the win-loss outcome, the odds had reached six to one.

To put it simply, if someone bet ten thousand on Li Fan winning, they would get sixty thousand in return.

These odds were quite high.

However, this was within everyone's expectations and was considered normal odds.

As for the odds for betting on the number of rounds, they were even higher, but they were generally based on the premise that Lan Feng would win.

Not many people bet on Li Fan; only a small portion were prepared to bet on a miracle, to go big and bet that Li Fan could pull off an explosive victory.

Gu Ling checked the option Li Fan had asked her to bet on—that Li Fan would win within a hundred rounds—and the odds were as high as twenty to one.

This meant that.

If Li Fan really could win within a hundred rounds, the fifty billion she had bet would instantly turn into one trillion!

A full twenty-fold return!

Although one trillion was nothing much to many high-level cultivators—not even enough to buy a single Realm Master Level cultivation method.

But for the current Li Fan and Gu Ling, it was undoubtedly a massive sum of money!

One trillion cosmic coins could do a lot for them right now!

Meanwhile, in the Preparation area, Li Fan also noticed his current appearance fee and the state of the prize pool.

His appearance fee had now reached two billion, which was already the highest level for most Star-Treading Level star Contestants.

And the prize pool had reached a terrifying five hundred trillion!

That meant.

From this single battle, he would receive fifty billion cosmic coins!

This one fight could almost equal the total of his previous nearly two thousand matches!

It had to be said.

Not only is there strength in numbers, but there's also a lot of capital!

If Li Fan was getting this much, then it went without saying for Lan Feng, who had a much better chance of winning; his prize pool was even more terrifying, and the funds he could receive were even more ridiculous.

However, Lan Feng was a signed contestant of the Giant Rock Group, so he still had to pay a certain percentage; exactly how much he would end up with was known only to Lan Feng and the Giant Rock Group.

But no matter what that number was, they were making a massive profit!

Meanwhile, in the spectator stands of the Beast Fighting Arena.

The boisterous cheers already echoed throughout the entire venue.

"Damn! Start already!"

"What's taking so long? What's going on?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, the countdown seems to have started!"

"Exactly, it starts in a minute. What's the rush? Are you worried about losing the two pennies in your pocket?"

"Lan Feng, oh Lan Feng, you must win! I've bet a hundred million cosmic coins on you! If I lose this, I'm finished!"

"Wait, why are you panicking if you bet on Lan Feng? Lan Feng is bound to win, okay?!"

"I bet on Frenzied Warrior! If Frenzied Warrior wins, my one billion becomes six billion! Frenzied Warrior will be my dear father then! Kill them, Frenzied Warrior!"

...

Clearly.

The spectators were already impatient to witness this clash of the titans.

The passion of the audience quickly ignited the entire arena.

Seeing this, Li Daguo, Huang Lan, and even Gu Ling in the crowd were filled with excitement, and they cheered wildly for Li Fan.

"Son! Go for it!"

"Xiao Fan, kick his ass!"

...

And soon.

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the audience.

Li Fan and Lan Feng made their appearances one after another.

Lan Feng was the first to come out.

Clad in green robes and holding a Crimson long saber, Lan Feng walked step by step to the center of the Beast Fighting Arena.

With just a simple raise of his arm, he elicited cheers from the entire arena.

"Lan Feng! Lan Feng is out!"

"So cool! This is Lan Feng! The Lan Feng who once dominated the Star-Treading Arena!"

"Lan Feng hasn't appeared in the arena for over a year. Looking at him now, he seems to have become even stronger!"

"Oh my god! That aura! How is 'Frenzied Warrior' supposed to fight? If you ask me, he should just surrender!"

...

As a star contestant of the Silver Dragon Duel Arena, Lan Feng's influence was quite considerable.

Facing the cheers of the whole arena.

Lan Feng felt a long-lost trace of excitement at this moment.

He had been away from the arena for a long time.

Returning now and feeling the sensation of being the focus of the entire venue and being praised by countless people—it really felt good.

For such a Beast Fighting Arena, he was more than willing to provide the audience with a grand feast.

And appearing next was Li Fan.

Li Fan stepped out.

Although Li Fan didn't carry a saber like Lan Feng to look imposing.

But Li Fan's terrifying track record from recently meant he no longer needed weapons to bolster his presence; simply walking out empty-handed was already extremely oppressive.

And surprisingly.

Li Fan's current aura didn't seem to be at the fourth rank of the Star-Treading Level anymore!

Looking at the arena again.

There were similarly endless cheers.