1737 Wager It All on My Victory

At the same time, Qiao Mu's single burst of mystic energy and Qi Xuanxuan's three thunderbolts landed on that bronze-armored spiritual beast in front.

The spiritual beast had already developed intelligence, so it naturally wouldn't stand there foolishly to get struck by lightning when it saw the other party's fierce attacks.

Unfortunately, only at the moment it attempted to jump did it discover that Duanmu Qing had already bound it securely to the ground with his wood brambles. It was not able to budge an inch.

As a result, this bronze-armored spiritual beast was the first to go down.

Not only did several thunderbolts fry it to a crisp, but Qiao Mu's burst of mystic energy also just so happened to hit its head.

This instantly struck the humongous beast flying, and it crashed heavily. Even after some time, all it could do was scuffle against the floor. It wasn't able to stand up again.

The captain of Team Lion yelped in alarm and quickly ran over to check on his companion.

When he discovered that the bronze-armored spiritual beast was not in danger, he heaved a sigh and looked toward Qiao Mu and them with a complicated gaze.

He wasn't an idiot, so he naturally understood that the other party had shown mercy. For this, the captain of Team Lion was grateful.

Yet his other bros of Team Lion weren't able to smile anymore.

The captain nodded at Qiao Mu. "The young deserve to be treated with respect. We have lost."

Their team had summoned five beasts, one of which was even a spiritual beast, yet they were still not the other party's match.

The other party hadn't even summoned a single mystic beast and had just defeated them using their own strength.

There was no need to continue competing.

The captain of Team Lion declared with a nod, "Team Lion admits defeat."

Qiao Mu swept those people a glance, and she felt that they had rather forthright attitudes.

They were unlike other people who weren't convinced even when losing, wasting her time.

The results of the match were immediately displayed on the stone crystal display. The spectators couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.

There were even people who suddenly stood up in agitation and started cursing while hitting the railing.

Qiao Mu followed Duanmu Qing and them out through the passageway connecting the arena. When she got back to her seat, she speechlessly looked at the cursing audience and asked puzzledly, "What are they yelling for?"

Manager Tang quickly answered with a fawning smile, "These people have all bet on Team Lion's victory, so they have lost big time."

"Oh?" Qiao Mu turned to look at the manager. "Can I join?"

"Miss also wants to wager?" Manager Tang responded smilingly, "Of course that is okay. You can place your bets today, and we will be processing them tomorrow."

"In the normal competitions, you have to look at the betting odds of each individual or team. If you bet on a dark horse like your team, you will naturally be able to earn a great haul."

"I am placing a wager on the final victor of the arena king competition."

"Uh…" Manager Tang was taken aback. Afterwards, he explained with a smile, "A winning bet on the final victor of the arena king competition will give you 10 times the payout."

"I'm wagering 280 thousand spirit currency," Qiao Mu stated coolly.

Beside her, Qi Xuanxuan, Duanmu Qing, and the others were already twitching their mouths uncontrollably.

"Ah?" 280 thousand? Spirit currency?

This miss couldn't have wagered her entire fortune?

Manager Tang had wanted to warn her that even though betting on the final arena king was very profitable, it wasn't that easy to guess.

In all these years, there hadn't been a time when someone had correctly guessed the final arena king.

"Go place the bet." Qiao Mu took out three large sacks of spirit currency and poured a bit into her own money pouch. She handed the rest to the manager.

The manager took the 280 thousand spirit currency in stupefaction.

He then heard the little stoic declare crisply, "Wager it all on my victory!"