Why are you so stubborn? You know what, let's not fight. How about we make a bet?
In a short while, some smart business-minded disciples began to make bets on the duel outcome.
"Hey, buddies! We'll make a bet. Who wants to join us? Come here and have a look! If you bet on Austin's win, the odds will be 1:5."
Seeing someone had taken the lead in bet, some other disciples followed suit. And in a short moment, four or five gambling stalls had already been set up, each offering a different price for a bet.
One of these stalls even provided odds of 1:10. It was the highest one yet.
Most disciples didn't think Austin would win.
"I bet on Austin's' win! My stake is a thousand vital energy crystals."
Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out in front of the gambling stall which was providing odds of 1:10. Hearing what she was saying, the nearby disciples came closer to watch.
A young woman with a slim frame and beautiful looks laid out a thousand vital energy crystals on the gambling stall.
As soon as she had showed up, numerous disciples had glued their eyes on her slim body and swallowed hard.
"Denali!"
a new disciple immediately recognized her and cried out.
A man standing not far away looked very unhappy when he saw what was happening. This man was nobody else, but Matias.
"I bet on Austin's win too. My stake is eight hundred vital energy crystals."
With that, another young woman laid out eight hundred vital energy crystals on the same gambling stall. She had a curvy frame and a well-developed bosom.
Some outer disciples recognized Mindy immediately when she was laying out the eight hundred crystals.
'Two pretty girls betting on Austin's win. What a lucky bastard he is!'
A lot of disciples were jealous to see that.
Just then, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. The bystanders consciously parted to the sides, leaving a passage in the middle.
Then Billy, garbed in a royal shade of green, came over into the arena, surrounded by a group of youngsters.
With only his style of approach, it was easy to tip the odds in his favour. The outer and senior disciples were praising him secretly.
He carried a long spear on his back, and there was something about him that resembled a spear too —straight, rigid, concise, sharp and aggressive.
"Wow, Billy is really talented! Even only from his sharp eyes, you get the feeling that he has comprehended some spear intents. It takes an insane amount of cultivation to integrate oneself with a spear skill."
"Looks like Billy is qualified enough to easily challenge the top ten outer disciples. There's no doubt that he will be the dark horse in the Top Ten Outer Disciple Challenge that will be held in the near future!"
Some insightful senior outer disciples immediately stood up and started discussing.
Billy came near the battle ring and looked around. With a neither humble nor arrogant look, he obviously had the demeanour of a martial art master and looked confident in his approach.
Being noticed by so many people, he felt very proud.
'If Austin didn't provoke my man as he had just been promoted to outer disciple, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to show off my skills in front of so many disciples.' Billy rejoiced secretly.
However, an hour elapsed and Austin still didn't show up.
"What's wrong? Why hasn't Austin arrived yet?"
"Maybe he is scared and is hiding somewhere, too afraid to fight."
The crowd was growing restless.
"Where's Austin? Why hasn't he come yet?"
Billy asked a young man beside him impatiently.
"The guy who was sent to monitor Austin said that he hasn't come out from his room since this morning. And he hasn't left his room the past three days as well. Maybe he is too frightened to duel with you, and is hiding somewhere!" the young man answered.
'Hiding from the fight?'
Billy was surprised. Then a skeptical look appeared on his face. 'Has the once best outer disciple fallen down to such a low degree?' he wondered.
"Austin is coming!"
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