A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm

Chapter 872: Bet

"What do you think of this matchup, Fellow Daoist Gu?" Tu Gang asked with a smile as he turned to Gu Qianxun.

"On paper, Toxic Dragon naturally holds a significant advantage, but there are many potentially disruptive factors at play, so Li Feiyu is not without chances," Gu Qinaxun replied.

"It sounds like you think Li Feiyu will cause an upset," Tu Gang said as the smile on his face grew even more pronounced.

Gu Qianxun offered no response.

"You've always had a sharp eye, particularly when it comes to predicting the outcomes of battles, but on this occasion, I must disagree with your judgment. How about we make a bet?" Tu Gang proposed.

"What would you like to bet, Fellow Daoist Tu?" Gu Qianxun asked.

An incredulous look appeared on the face of the woman in purple upon hearing this, and everyone else was also quite intrigued.

"Some years ago, I obtained the shell of a B tier Black Scaled Turtle by chance. Is that something that's of interest to you, Fellow Daoist Gu?" Tu Gang asked.

"It looks like you've come prepared, Fellow Daoist Lu. A B tier Black Scaled Turtle shell is quite a rare treasure, and it also happens to be something that I'm currently looking for. What do you want me to wager in exchange?" Gu Qianxun asked.

"I heard that you have a piece of Phoenix Blood Jade. Have you used it yet?" Tu Gang asked.

"I was wondering why you suddenly decided to come and watch this battle, you're only here because you're interested in my Phoenix Blood Jade," Gu Qianxun chuckled. "You're in luck, I do still have it."

Tu Gang's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing this, and he asked, "Do we have ourselves a bet then?"

"Sure, why not?" Gu Qianxun replied with a calm nod.

"It's decided then!" Tu Gang declared with an elated expression.

"Is that really a good idea, Big Sister?" the woman in purple asked.

Gu Qianxun merely smiled in response.

For some reason, Tu Gang was struck by a sense of uneasiness at the sight of Gu Qianxun's smile, but the bet was already made, so it was too late for second thoughts. In any case, Toxic Dragon was a far more powerful and established gladiator than Li Feiyu, so the odds were heavily in his favor.

"Would you be interested in taking part in this bet as well, Fellow Daoist Sun?" Tu Gang asked.

"Not at all," Sun Binghe replied in a voice that was just as cold as the aura that he exuded.

Tu Gang was unbothered by Sun Binghe's cold response and turned his attention back to the arena, where Han Li was intently observin Toxic Dragon, completely oblivious to the bet that had just been made.

Toxic Dragon's arms were crossed in front of his chest, and he was looking at Han Li as if he were looking at a dead man.

As soon as the horned man announced the commencement of the battle, Han Li immediately sprang forward like lightning, darting over to Toxic Dragon's side in the blink of an eye before throwing a punch at his ribs.

Given that he was far weaker than Toxic Dragon, he had to seize the initiative if he wanted to have any chance at victory.

In response to Han Li's attack, Toxic Dragon merely spread his arms open, and all of the air around him instantly twisted and warped as a tremendous aura erupted out of his body.

The aura was interspersed with his immense killing intent to form a wave of pressure that converged toward Han Li from all directions.

Han Li's fist wasn't even able to make contact with Toxic Dragon before he was stopped cold in his tracks, and he felt as if he had been dealt a heavy blow to the head, causing him to involuntarily stumble back a few steps.

A cold sneer appeared on Toxic Dragon's face, and all of a sudden, a resounding boom rang out as a giant crater appeared on the platform, while countless loose rocks were sent flying in all directions.

Toxic Dragon had vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye, and in the next instant, a long, black leg appeared in front of Han Li before sweeping horizontally toward him.

A sharp screeching sound rang out as the space in the wake of the leg rippled and warped, and the kick was aimed directly at Han Li's head.

Even before the kick had arrived, Han Li's skin was already torn open by the ferocious wind that it was generating.

In this battle of life and death, Han Li didn't dare to hold back, revealing all forty-three of his profound acupoints from the get-go, and the seven profound acupoints on his legs were glowing particularly brightly as he stomped his feet down onto the ground.

A resounding boom rang out as a huge crater appeared beneath his feet as well, and he shot back rapidly in retreat to evade Toxic Dragon's sweeping kick.

A hint of surprise flashed through Toxic Dragon's eyes upon seeing this, but in the next instant, the ground rumbled violently once again as he shot forth after Han Li as a black shadow.

The two of them were roughly comparable in speed, and in a more open environment, Han Li would've been able to escape, but there was nowhere for him to run, given the confines of the battle platform.

Toxic Dragon let loose a low roar as he swelled drastically in height, and seventy-one profound acupoints appeared over his body, with most of them gathered in his torso and his right leg.

There were around thirty to forty profound acupoints on his right leg alone, and it unleashed seven or eight leg projections that stomped down upon Han Li at once.

An explosive boom rang out in the air, and the entire platform was trembling slightly in the face of Toxic Dragon's almighty stomp.

Han Li remained unfazed as he began weaving back and forth through the air like a willow leaf in a whirlwind, and somehow, he was able to evade all of the oncoming leg projections, much to Toxic Dragon's astonishment.

A surprised look also appeared on Gu Qianxun's face as she murmured to herself, "What kind of movement technique is this?"

"He's already opened forty-three profound acupoints? That's more than I heard. Could it be that he took something to overstimulate his own latent potential in exchange for short-term gains?" Tu Gang mused.

Even though Han Li was able to evade Toxic Dragon's attack using his Wingform Ascension Arts, he was still struck by the shockwaves from Toxic Dragon's fearsome attack, causing his complexion to pale slightly.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and instead of taking evasive measures, he thrust his right middle and index fingers directly toward Toxic Dragon's heart.

His fingers were glowing white like fair jade, and they were piercing through the air with tremendous penetrative force.

In response, Toxic Dragon raised a hand before swatting it down upon Han Li's arm.

Even though he hadn't opened any profound acupoints in his hand, this was still an extremely formidable attack, and if it were to land, Han Li's arm would most likely be completely pulverized.

However, right at this moment, Han Li suddenly changed the direction of his attack, piercing his fingers down toward Toxic Dragon's dantian.

Toxic Dragon had no time to react to this abrupt change, and all he could do was conjure up his True Extreme Film.

A loud tearing sound rang out, and Han Li's fingers were able to pierce straight through the True Extreme Film en route toward Toxic Dragon's dantian.

Toxic Dragon's expression finally changed slightly upon seeing this, and he stomped his right foot into the ground, causing the entire platform to shudder violently.

The force transmitted into the platform by his stomp launched Han Li upward involuntarily, and as a result, his fingers were unable to strike their target.

A hint of frustration flashed through Han Li's eyes. He had gone all-out in this opening series of exchanges, but all of his attacks had been counteracted by Toxic Dragon with ease.

He was already aware that there was a significant power disparity between them, but the situation was even worse than he anticipated.

After sending Han Li flying up into the air, Toxic Dragon lashed out at him with a sweeping kick that packed tremendous power, causing the air to rumble and explode.

Han Li was still in mid-air, rendering him unable to change directions or take evasive measures, so he could inject all of his power into his fists as he lashed out in retaliation.

A resounding boom rang out as a burst of sharp pain speared through Han Li's arms, and he was sent flying like a ragdoll before slamming heavily down onto the ground, creating yet another huge crater.

Tu Gang was ecstatic to see this, and he chortled with glee, "Looks like I've got this one in the bag."

"It's still too early to say that," Gu Qianxun said in an indifferent manner.

"Fine, let's keep watching then. I want to see how he could possibly turn this around," Tu Gang said.

Inside the crater in the ground, Han Li was feeling very lightheaded. His mouth and nose were filled with blood, while his arms felt as if they had been torn to shreds.

He shook his head vigorously to shake off the lightheadedness, then sprang out of the crater, but as soon as he raised his head, he was greeted by the sight of another sweeping kick from Toxic Dragon, this one aimed at his chest.

However, with his feet planted firmly against the ground this time, he was able to dart back in retreat using his Wingform Ascension Arts, allowing him to just barely evade the kick.

A cold sneer appeared on Toxic Dragon's face as he swiveled around once again, and he thrust his right leg toward Han Li's chest like a spear.

All of the profound acupoints on his right leg were glowing brightly, and every single one of them was releasing immense power.

At this point, Han Li was backed into a corner, and a cold look flashed through his eyes as he prepared to resort to his Spiritual Sense Sword as a last roll of the dice.

However, right at this moment, a peculiar look suddenly flashed through his eyes, and he began darting away to the side while sweeping an arm through the air.