“Don’t you know that there’s a difference between us? You are bound to lose, and your life might be in danger,” the mystic reminded seemingly kindly. But in his heart, he hoped that the old man in front of him would admit defeat himself so that he wouldn’t have to fight. Moreover, he could conserve his energy and focus on the next match.

“So what? Wasn’t there a battle just now where the weak defeated the strong?” Old Zao said nonchalantly.

“But that person can’t participate in the later rounds at all. His injuries are so severe. So what if he won?” the mystic continued persuading.

“It’s better to win than to lose! Are you going to fight or not? Don’t waste my time. Just admit defeat if you don’t want to fight,” Old Zao said impatiently. Damn, some of the fights were already over, but his opponent was still beating around the bush.

“Hmph! Since you want to die so badly, I’ll fulfill your wish.” The mystic was angry. He even felt that his good intentions were treated as ill intent.

“It would have been better if you were this straightforward earlier.” Then Old Zao immediately launched an attack directly. His fiery red mystic power pounced at his opponent like a fire dragon…

The mystic hurriedly used an earth-attribute mystic skill to block the fire dragon’s attack. At the same time, he summoned his contract beast, planning to fight two against one.

His contract beast was a giant black snake of about a hundred meters long, with a thick snake body that coiled around the arena. Its cold snake eyes were staring at Old Zao.

“Tch, you have a beast. Don’t I have one?” Old Zao was unwilling to be outdone and also summoned a beast. He glanced at his opponent’s beast disdainfully. Hmph! Just an ugly lousy snake. How dare it show off.

“That’s impossible. How can you have a dragon as a contract beast?” the mystic asked in disbelief as he looked at the dragon flying in the air.

This was a genuine dragon! Dragons were definitely at the top among beasts. Moreover, the one in front of him was actually a fire dragon, which had a higher status among dragons. This dragon’s strength wasn’t much higher than his ink snake, but the innate bloodline advantage of dragons was incomparable to that of ordinary beasts.

Just as he thought this, the giant ink snake fell into a daze after seeing that its size was inferior to the dragon’s enormous body. After returning to its senses, it dropped its head without any might or power, and its giant snake body was trembling…

Although they were both level three divine beasts, the bloodline of dragons was much higher than its bloodline. This innate bloodline pressure was something it couldn’t resist at all unless its strength was much higher than this dragon’s strength. Otherwise, it wasn’t a match for this dragon at the same level.

“There are many impossible things in the world,” Old Zao said nonchalantly.

“Are we still going to continue fighting?” Old Zao asked immediately.

“No, I admit defeat,” the mystic said. How could he fight now? Didn’t he see that his ink snake didn’t even dare to raise its head in front of the fire dragon?

“Good. Those who know the facts are smart. You have prospects,” Old Zao praised. But he was feeling smug. Hehe, it was really too easy to win this match!

“Referee, I admit defeat,” the mystic said to the referee.

The referee nodded and announced loudly, “Old Zao, victory!”

Old Zao won his first match, jumped off the stage happily, and jogged back to his team.

“Haha, Lass, I won!” Old Zao smiled joyfully.

Leng Ruoxue nodded slightly and then glanced at Xu Heng before turning her gaze to the stage.

“It’s only right to win. What’s there to be so proud of?” Old Man said coldly. He didn’t like this old fellow being too proud.

“I’m talking to Lass. Why are you interrupting?” Old Zao roared back in displeasure.

“Stop arguing. Don’t let outsiders laugh at us. You only won one match, and we still have to win seven. It’s too early to be happy now,” Lin Liang said.

“Uh! What do you mean?” Old Zao’s face was full of question marks as he looked at Lin Liang.

“Ruoxue made a bet with someone, so we have to win all of them,” Lin Liang explained calmly with a very strange expression on his face because he was very sure that if Xu Heng bet that they would win, the girl would definitely make them deliberately lose.

“Oh? Then what’s the bet?” Old Zao was very curious.

“If we win all eight matches, that Xu Heng will lose one-point-two billion purple gold coins to us.” Lin Liang said.

“Uh! One-point-two billion? Haha!” Old Zao was stunned for a moment before laughing hysterically. Hehe, this girl is really too evil. We’re going to be rich this time! The unlucky Xu Heng actually dared to bet with our girl. It would be strange if he doesn’t go bankrupt this time!

Not far away, Xu Heng’s face darkened as he mocked, “You’re really inexperienced. You only won a hundred million. Do you have to smile so happily?”

“You who have seen the world, don’t cry later!” Old Zao reminded kindly.

“Hmph! This young master can still afford to lose this bit of money,” Xu Heng said nonchalantly. He was a direct descendant of the Xu family after all. Would he be lacking this bit of money?

“That’s good.” Old Zao sat down in his seat and ignored Xu Heng.

The matches continued…

An hour later…

“Okay! Little Jing Jing, it’s your turn. Come on! One-point-two billion!” Old Zao reminded with a beaming smile as he gestured for victory.

“Yes, it can’t run away from us.” Feng Jing’s serious face was full of confidence.

After nodding at Leng Ruoxue and the others, Feng Jing strode forward calmly onto the arena…

Feng Jing’s opponent was also an Elementary Mystic. But this Elementary Mystic was very underhanded…

Because this Elementary Mystic attacked as soon as Feng Jing walked onto the arena, which was akin to a sneak attack…

In fact, for true powerhouses, launching a sneak attack on their opponents was very shameful behavior. But as the saying went, ‘all is fair in war and love’. So despite this behavior not being worth advocating, it was allowed in the competition of the Mystic Association Headquarters. Moreover, in the opinion of the Mystic Association, the existence of such behavior would also better increase the vigilance of mystics. Therefore, an increasing number of mystics liked to play dirty in order to win the competition…