Dragon God Supreme

"What is this kid trying to do again?"

The three ancestors looked at Feng Wuchen with confusion, feeling extremely curious.

Given the previous lesson, everyone’s first reaction in the hall was that Feng Wuchen was up to some sneaky trick again.

The hall was unusually quiet, you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone perked up their ears to listen, more attentive than ever, afraid of missing something.

The scene was so adorable, like elementary students concentrating in class.

Seeing this scene, even Feng Wuchen couldn’t help but want to laugh.

"Third Elder, do you all think I’m going to lose?" Feng Wuchen looked at Yang Xuanyi and the opposition members and asked.

The opponents didn’t respond immediately; instead, they thought carefully about whether there was anything wrong with Feng Wuchen’s words.

There was nothing wrong with that sentence.

After a few seconds of thinking, Yang Xuanyi said in a deep voice, "You will definitely lose. Even if you use instant movement, you have no chance of winning."

The other opponents didn’t dare to speak.

Feng Wuchen nodded, smiling, "Since the Third Elder believes I will surely lose, how about we make a wager? Does the Third Elder dare?"

"A bet?" Everyone was stunned, looking at Feng Wuchen in surprise.

Making a bet at this moment, what is Feng Wuchen trying to do?

"This..." The three ancestors were also stunned, obviously not expecting Feng Wuchen to pull such a stunt.

From Feng Wuchen’s tone, it seemed as if he could defeat two invisible Holy Spirits.

Where does Feng Wuchen’s confidence come from?

This battle, Feng Wuchen is bound to lose, with no chance of winning.

Even a three-year-old could see that.

Why would Feng Wuchen still want to bet?

Could it be because he fooled the Third Elder earlier, and he feels guilty, wanting to apologize?

Impossible!

Yang Xuanyi heard the words clearly, and his gloomy old face instantly blossomed into a smile.

This is simply a godsend!

"Bet it is." Yang Xuanyi’s old face was a sunny and radiant smile, feeling like he turned into a handsome young man in his twenties.

"Everyone heard it, the Third Elder agreed." Feng Wuchen smiled mischievously, looking at Yang Xuanyi and said, "Third Elder, then you better listen carefully."

As soon as this was said, the hall instantly became quiet.

Yang Xuanyi and everyone in the hall instinctively tilted their ears.

Feng Wuchen put on a mischievous smile and said, "Third Elder, if I win, I will also take control of the Dragon God Holy Temple library. How about that?"

The Dragon God Holy Temple library and training resources have always been under Yang Xuanyi’s control.

Squinting his old eyes, staring at Feng Wuchen, Yang Xuanyi asked, "What if you lose?"

Feng Wuchen shrugged and said, "If I lose, the treasury will return to you, and I won’t want the Supreme title either. Is that okay?"

"What?" Hearing this, everyone in the hall was shocked and looked at Feng Wuchen as if he were crazy.

Yang Xuanyi was directly stunned on the spot, recalling Feng Wuchen’s words one by one, afraid of hearing something wrong.

Is Feng Wuchen crazy?

"Supreme, you... you didn’t misspeak, did you?"

A strong man couldn’t help but ask. Not only him, but everyone else also thought Feng Wuchen misspoke.

There was nothing wrong with Feng Wuchen’s words, but everyone believed he misspoke.

"I didn’t misspeak, why ask that?" Feng Wuchen asked, puzzled.

Knowing he would lose, yet he still used the treasury and Supreme title as a wager?

Confusion, deep confusion.

Long Shi Hun said in awe, "This kid has quite the appetite, already conning the treasury and still wants the library?"

"Is this kid stupid? Using the treasury as a wager? Does he really think he can win? They’re two Five-Star Holy Spirits after all." Long Shiyun widened his old eyes, feeling his heart race for the first time.

"Winning is impossible, the strength difference is too great. He might be giving the Third Elder a way out." Long Shitian frowned and speculated.

Yang Xuanyi was dazed for a long time before snapping out of it, confirming that there was nothing wrong with Feng Wuchen’s words.

"Betting knowing you can’t win? Did this kid have a change of heart?" Yang Xuanyi wondered.

Yang Xuanyi curiously stared at Feng Wuchen, thinking again, "No, this kid is extremely cunning, even fooled this elder, he doesn’t seem to have had a change of heart."

Feng Wuchen have a change of heart? Dream on.

If Feng Wuchen doesn’t bankrupt you, it would be unusual.

But on closer thought, this wager is a chance to turn things around, with a ninety-nine percent chance of winning!

Why not bet on such a pie falling from the sky?

"Feng Wuchen, this is what you said yourself, the ancestors heard it too. If you lose, return the treasury and remove the Supreme title!" Yang Xuanyi stated loudly, making it very clear.

Feng Wuchen pointed his thumb at his chest and smiled, "I said it."

"Good! Then this elder will bet with you!" Yang Xuanyi’s old face showed a sunny and radiant smile again, feeling blissful.

"Let’s begin then." Feng Wuchen smiled confidently.

Seeing Feng Wuchen without the slightest worry, instead brimming with confidence, everyone was curious and puzzled.

"Brother Feng, are you really sure?" Dantong transmitted a question.

"I definitely can’t win in a fight; have you ever seen a One-star Holy Spirit beat two Five-Star Holy Spirits?" Feng Wuchen responded with another transmission.

"What? You can’t win and still bet?" Dantong froze in place.

Everyone walked out of the hall, and Yang Xuanyi immediately sent people to summon two Five-Star Holy Spirits from other forces.

The battle was about to start.

"Feng Wuchen, it’s not too late to regret it," Yang Xuanyi said with a bright smile.

"No reason to regret at all!" Feng Wuchen shrugged and walked directly onto the square.

Seeing Feng Wuchen’s confident smile, Yang Xuanyi felt a pang of unease in his heart.

"Does this kid really have the confidence to defeat two Five-Star Holy Spirits?" Long Shi Hun couldn’t fathom where Feng Wuchen’s confidence came from.

On the square, seeing Feng Wuchen step down, the two guards were tense yet respectful.

"Greetings, Supreme!" The two greeted respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Feng Wuchen smiled brightly, showing a row of big white teeth.

"You go all out, no need to hold back." Yang Xuanyi ordered directly.

"Yes, Third Elder!" The two replied weakly.

"Do it!" Yang Xuanyi shouted loudly.

"Supreme, excuse us." The two dared not disobey the order and immediately powered up, charging at full speed.

Feng Wuchen actually charged as well, his vigor immense, truly exuding the aura of defeating two Five-Star Holy Spirits!

The surrounding senior members were all stunned!

This is simply suicidal!

Wouldn’t it be easier to just concede? Must he get beaten to feel comfortable?

"Defeat is inevitable!" Yang Xuanyi said with a bright smile.

At that moment, everyone felt like it was a confrontation between top Holy Realm combatants, holding their breath.

"If you beat me, I’ll bestow the death penalty on you!" Just before the two were about to close in, Feng Wuchen suddenly said with a smile.

"Death penalty!" Hearing this, the two were scared out of their wits, instantly losing their balance, and directly slipped in front of Feng Wuchen like dogs crawling.

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