At this moment, many elite disciples gathered around, participating in what seemed to be a high-stakes bet with little suspense.
"Ha ha, come and place your bets! If Lin Hao can last ten moves against Brother Lin Tian, the odds are 1:1. Fifty moves, 1:5. A hundred moves, 1:10. A draw, 1:20. A win, 1:100!" The richest elite disciple of the Lin family's outer sect actually set up a betting booth.
"I bet Lin Hao won't last ten moves, 50,000 silver!"
"Hmph, everyone knows Brother Lin Hao's strength. I believe he can last fifty moves without much trouble. I bet 80,000 silver, all my savings!"
Seeing this, the inner sect disciples couldn't help but shake their heads. Lin Tian's strength was enough to defeat ordinary inner sect disciples. If Lin Hao could last ten moves without being defeated, it would indeed be remarkable, but the possibility was very small.
"I bet 10,000 silver on Lin Hao's victory, and 10,000 silver on a draw!" Lin He also threw out two 10,000 silver bills.
"I bet on my own victory, 60,000 silver." With a thud, a stack of silver bills was slapped on the betting table.
Everyone looked up, and the one placing the bet was none other than Lin Hao!
"Betting on his own victory? 60,000 silver?!" Lin Yan'er and Lin Caiyi, among others, were first stunned, then sneered. He really thought he could defeat Lin Tian.
Elder Lin Chen's eyes flashed with a strange light, wondering where Lin Hao's confidence came from.
"Alright, I'll raise the bet. I'll put the remaining 20,000 silver on Lin Hao's victory, making it a total of 30,000!" Lin He put all his savings on the table.
In just a short time, the total bet reached nearly 3 million silver, with the vast majority betting that Lin Hao wouldn't last ten moves against Lin Tian.
"Brother Lin Hao, you need to try your best, at least last fifty moves..." Lin Xiaoran looked at Lin Hao with some unease. This betting booth was his, and if Lin Hao couldn't last ten moves, he would lose a fortune.
"The time has come, Lin Hao, Lin Tian, step up to the arena." The attendant announced.
Hearing this, Lin Tian leaped from his seat onto the arena, looking down on everyone with pride.
Lin Hao slowly stood up and walked onto the arena.
"Lin Hao, I'll give you ten moves." Lin Tian stood with his hands behind his back, a cold smile on his face.
No one thought Lin Hao was being arrogant; he indeed had the strength.
Lin Hao said nothing, raising his right fist and striking at Lin Tian.
The Heavenly Gang Divine Technique quickly activated, his right fist slicing through the air like a streak of lightning, bursting with immense power.
"Too slow." Lin Tian's lips curled up, and he used his body technique to retreat backward.
Cloud Wind Step!
In an instant, Lin Hao pushed the Cloud Wind Step to its limit, moving like a wisp of cloud in the wind, making it hard for the naked eye to catch him.
"Amazing speed!" Lin Tian was surprised, realizing that Lin Hao had been holding back, at least in terms of speed, far surpassing his previous level.
Swish!
His right fist descended, like a cold and desolate mountain, with a chilling wind howling around it, reaching the peak of momentum.
This punch's power was on par with Lin Zhen's, if not more tyrannical!
"Unfeeling Palm!" Lin Tian's expression changed, Lin Hao's speed had more than doubled, making it almost impossible to dodge. Moreover, this punch's power was close to Lin Zhen's. If hit, even Lin Tian would be lightly injured. With no choice, Lin Tian had to counter.
Boom!
Fist and palm collided, like a thunderclap in the ear. The shockwave swept across the entire arena, and both were forced back.
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"This... How is this possible..." Some elite disciples were dumbfounded. Lin Hao had actually clashed with Lin Tian, and even more shockingly, Lin Tian didn't seem to have the upper hand!
"Ha ha, good, I didn't misjudge you, Brother Lin Hao. At least fifty moves, no, a draw... no, a victory over Lin Tian!" Lin Xiaoran was excited. If Lin Hao could win this battle, he would gain a huge benefit!
Lin Caiyi and Lin Yan'er, among others, were somewhat surprised, wondering if Lin Tian was holding back.
On the arena, Lin Hao looked at Lin Tian and said softly, "You boasted that you would give me ten moves, but you seem to have broken your word."
Hearing this, Lin Tian's face turned extremely ugly. He had indeed said he would give Lin Hao ten moves, not taking him seriously. Who would have thought that Lin Hao's punch was as powerful as Lin Zhen's!
Star-Breaking Palm!
Without waiting for Lin Tian to respond, Lin Hao's figure approached Lin Tian.
Both simultaneously activated their internal techniques, attacking each other with palms. The current situation was relatively balanced, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than ten moves.
At this moment, the crowd below was on edge. Lin Hao's current combat strength was at least twice as strong as before, indicating that he hadn't used his full strength in the previous battles, just playing around!
Several attendants exchanged glances. They could see Lin Hao's strength, which was completely different from before, leaving them in awe. Even Elder Lin Chen couldn't help but look at Lin Hao several times.
"Get out!" Lin Tian roared, his true qi surging like a spring, the immense force pushing Lin Hao back several meters.
Ocean Step!
Lin Tian took the initiative, using his body technique, moving like the vast ocean, exuding boundless power. With each step, Lin Tian's momentum increased, approaching Lin Hao's Cloud Wind Step.
"Unfeeling First Palm!" Lin Tian approached Lin Hao and struck with a palm.
Seeing Lin Hao use the Cloud Wind Step to quickly retreat, Lin Tian sneered. His Unfeeling Six Palms were close to the Unfeeling Heaven-Turning Palm, with each palm becoming stronger. By the time he used the sixth palm, Lin Hao would surely be defeated.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Tian had used the fourth palm, the mysterious palm force affecting Lin Hao greatly. His speed had slowed, and he had several wounds on his body.
It had to be said that Lin Hao was now holding nothing back. Even if his opponent was Lin Zhen, the strongest in the outer sect, he would likely be defeated. However, Lin Tian's fighting spirit only grew stronger.
The two engaged in a fierce battle, relying mostly on their body techniques and palm power. The outcome was uncertain for the time being.
"Ha ha... Fifty moves! Brother Lin Hao, don't lose! Just last two hundred moves, and it will be a draw!" Lin Xiaoran was excited. Lin Hao had already lasted fifty moves, and even if he lost, he would still make a profit.
Most inner sect disciples sighed, as they had bet that Lin Hao wouldn't last ten moves. Only a few outer sect disciples were unable to contain their excitement, having placed the right bets.
By the time they reached one hundred moves, Lin Hao and Lin Tian were still evenly matched, and the battle was likely to continue for some time.
"Brother Lin Hao, you must win! Brother Lin Hao must win!" Lin Xiaoran stood on the betting table, overjoyed. Since Lin Hao and Lin Tian had fought for one hundred moves, he would gain nearly 2 million silver, regardless of the outcome!
"Brother Lin Hao must win, Lin Tian must lose!"
"Brother Lin Hao must win, Lin Tian must lose!"
A small number of disciples who had bet on Lin Hao's victory also shouted, though they had only bet a few thousand silver, a tenfold return would be significant if Lin Hao won!
"Lin Caiyi, you owe me 500,000 silver." At this moment, Lin Fei lazily looked at the woman beside him.
"You!" Lin Caiyi's face turned red, unsure of her feelings. She knew Lin Tian's strength and had never thought Lin Hao could last ten moves. However, the result was far beyond expectations. Lin Hao had already lasted over a hundred moves, and though he was at a disadvantage, it seemed possible for him to last two hundred moves and achieve a draw.
Lin Yan'er remained silent, her expression almost dazed, her eyes mechanically fixed on the arena, unsure of her feelings.
From above the arena, a series ofι·ε (muffled sounds) came as Lin Hao was forced back by Lin Tian's palm. After a few steps, he forcefully planted his feet, causing the arena to shake violently, and two footprints appeared on the steel floor!
"You can last a hundred moves against me, which is indeed unexpected. Even Lin Zhen might not be your match now." Lin Tian stared at Lin Hao, his face cold. "However, with your strength, it's a delusion to think you can achieve a draw with me."
Hearing this, Lin Hao nodded and said indifferently, "I never intended to achieve a draw with you."
"Oh, so you still have some self-awareness." Lin Tian sneered.
However, before he could finish, Lin Hao said, "I never intended to achieve a draw. I will win this battle."
Lin Hao's words stirred a thousand waves of emotion, and the disciples around the arena began to curse.
"Lin Hao, don't get too cocky. Lasting a hundred moves against Brother Lin Tian, is that your capital for boasting?"
"Hmph, arrogant and conceited. Even Brother Lin Zhen wouldn't say such things. No matter how strong you are, are you stronger than Brother Lin Zhen?"
"Indeed, Brother Lin Tian hasn't used the Unfeeling Heaven-Turning Palm yet. Even Brother Lin Zhen would be defeated by this palm. What makes you think you can win?"
Some of Lin Tian's supporters spoke up.
"Ridiculous! Even Brother Lin Zhen didn't last a hundred moves against Brother Lin Tian. Now Brother Lin Hao has lasted over a hundred moves. Doesn't this prove that Brother Lin Hao is stronger than Brother Lin Zhen?"
"Exactly, I don't think Brother Lin Tian is doing much better now. Achieving a draw, or even defeating Brother Lin Tian, is not impossible!"
A few disciples who had benefited from betting on Lin Hao quickly retaliated. They had seen Lin Hao's progress and believed he could defeat Lin Tian.
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"Unfeeling Sixth Palm!" On the arena, Lin Tian roared and instantly used the sixth palm technique. The overwhelming palm force was so terrifying that even some attendants were moved.
The Unfeeling Sixth Palm combined the power of the first five palms, a terrifying force accumulation.
The invisible palm force pushed Lin Hao back. Under his palm, everything seemed weak and powerless, increasing the pressure on Lin Hao.
Cloud Wind Step!
Lin Hao's figure flashed, pushing his body technique to its limit.
Star-Breaking Force!
Raising his right arm, he struck with a palm.
Heavenly Gang Divine Technique!
At the same time, Lin Hao pushed his technique to its limit.
Lin Hao's palm technique was curved and slow, but it contained terrifying fighting spirit, making it unpredictable.
With a step, Lin Hao moved like a cloud and wind, leaving a phantom trail. His right palm drew a mysterious arc, and with the use of the Heavenly Gang Divine Technique, the power increased dramatically.