Urban Super Medical Sage

Chapter 2134 - 2232: Laughable

"Damn it!" Sikong Yu’s face was so gloomy it could almost drip water. Her delicate body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes fixed on Su Chen’s back, filled with rage and murderous intent.

No one has dared defy her orders for a long, long time.

She is Miss Sikong.

And yet, a Fighter dares to ignore her?

What’s more, whether Su Chen lives or dies doesn’t matter. After all, he’s just a waste. There are countless such wastes in the Jiuyou Domain; it’s better if they die and don’t waste Spiritual Energy. But the key is, Su Chen fighting on her behalf just to seek death will humiliate Sikong Yu as well.

Even Tang Zhuo was defeated, effortlessly killed by Sui Wu in one move. Perhaps Su Chen, a mere Half-Step Divine Master, isn’t even qualified to stand before Sui Wu. He might even drop to his knees with just a puff from Sui Wu.

Sikong Yu could no longer imagine how embarrassing Su Chen would be afterward? And how much more humiliated she, Sikong Yu, would become?

"Su Chen, come back!!! I told you to come back!" Lady Huan shouted loudly, losing her composure in anger.

She knew that the young lady was prideful. Tang Zhuo was easily killed by Sui Wu, especially after being so arrogant, so proud, and so harsh to Waan Qi. The young lady’s face was already metaphorically slapped swollen.

Su Chen daring to go and seek death now only adds fuel to the fire. The young lady’s rage could well burn everything, and Su Chen’s actions were akin to suicidal madness.

Lady Huan felt nothing but regret; knowing Su Chen was such a stubborn fool, ignorant of his capabilities, she would never have brought him back as a Fighter for the young lady. Now, it’s too late for anything.

Lady Huan knew that after today, her standing in the young lady’s heart would plummet, and even continuing as the young lady’s maid was questionable.

"Sikong Yu, your Fighter is quite a character!" At the same time, Waan Qi chuckled, her smile full of playfulness: "Hmm, so loyal and confident he might even create unbelievable miracles."

Waan Qi’s sarcasm was full-blown.

Create miracles?

Sui Wu had honed a body defense as solid as Meteorite Metal Stone; even a Peak Third Level or Early Stage Fourth Level Divine Lord Realm Martial Cultivator would struggle to hurt him...

A Half-Step Divine Master kid? Ha ha... ha ha ha... utterly laughable.

Waan Qi was sure that even if Sui Wu stood there and let the Half-Step Divine Master kid strike at will, Sui Wu breaking a sweat or stepping back would mean Waan Qi losing the bet.

This Sui Wu was gained at tremendous cost, and to exaggerate, he’s confidently unrivaled in the Fighter Realm of the entire Nine Nether Battle Arena.

"......" Sikong Yu remained silent, being mocked and ridiculed by her arch-nemesis, like a nuclear bomb ready to explode, her rage almost uncontrollable, yet she remained silent, endured.

Anything she said now would only make her more humiliated.

"Sikong Yu, want to continue betting? Earlier, on the life and death battle between Sui Wu and Tang Zhuo, you bet a million, quite the striking amount that scared people." Waan Qi wasn’t about to let Sikong Yu go easily; kicking someone while they’re down, wasn’t it?

Moreover, she wasn’t at all worried about deeply offending Sikong Yu. Others feared Sikong Yu and her background, but Waan Qi did not care.

"......" Sikong Yu remained silent, but the murderous intent emanating from her was raging, even her beautiful eyes were faintly bloodshot with rage.

Lady Jing and Lady Huan were so frightened that they knelt on the ground directly. If the young lady was infuriated to this extent, they might also be implicated.

"Oh dear, Sikong Yu, if you don’t bet, this lady will bet. I don’t have as much wealth as you, so I’ll just bet 500,000 Middle-grade true stones. Oh, this is all my pocket money, saved up with great effort. If I lose, it would hurt real bad, so I’m kind of scared." Waan Qi said in a tone thick with irony, taking out a Space Ring and handing it to the Nine Nether Battle Arena staff to place her bet.

At the same time.

The arena inside.

Had long since gone berserk, thoroughly gone insane!

"Get down!!!"

"What kind of Tom, Dick and Harry? Dare to seek death?"

"You’re not even at the Divine Lord Realm, are you out of your mind daring to step on stage."

"Laughable, choosing to commit suicide in such a spectacular fashion."

"What is Miss Sikong thinking, even Tang Zhuo fell at Sui Wu’s hands, now sending a Half-Step Divine Master on stage, is she just giving up?"

"Place your bets, whatever money you have, bet it all, even with such extremely low odds, there’s still some profit!"

.........

In the arena, billions of spectators were cursing and shouting, their emotions in wild fluctuation.

And a few breaths later, a piece of news brought the arena’s atmosphere to its peak.

Yes.

Over at the battle stage, bets were not being accepted for this match.

This adjustment was made temporarily at the Purple Eyebrow Knife Man’s request.

No choice, with such a thoroughly predictable outcome, accepting bets would mean everyone staking everything they own, right?

Even with extremely, extremely low odds, as the bookmaker, the Nine Nether Battle Arena would likely end up losing a fortune.

Forced by circumstances, the Nine Nether Battle Arena could only refrain from accepting bets for this match.

"Damn! Even the Nine Nether Battle Arena is scared!"

"Not a bit of generosity, even knowing there’s a good chance of loss, still not accepting bets!"

"This is my first time encountering an arena refusing bets, laughable, it even sets a record."

"Not even at the Divine Lord Realm, going on stage to die, no wonder the Purple Eyebrow Knife Man is so scared, if it weren’t for this idiot fighter being Miss Sikong’s fighter, he’d have barred him from the stage, right?"

.........

"No chance to place bets, Nine Nether Battle Arena, how rude!" Waan Qi chuckled somewhat helplessly: "Isn’t this blocking Miss Sikong’s chance to earn? If the arena were willing to accept bets, who’s to say our Miss Sikong wouldn’t wager another million."

Waan Qi laughed with cold mockery, feeling some dissatisfaction, because her 500,000 bet wasn’t placed. What a pity, indeed a pity, even with low odds, a 500,000 bet would at least yield 18,000 winning!

The Purple Eyebrow Knife Man is truly a sly old fox, unwilling to incur even a slight loss.

On the battle stage.

Sui Wu looked somewhat boredly at Su Chen walking towards the stage.

Feeling a bit speechless.

A rubbish Half-Step Divine Master challenging him, it truly was an insult!

But, for Miss Waan Qi, he endured.

Soon enough.

Su Chen stepped onto the stage.

As Su Chen ascended the stage, the arena gradually quieted down.