Just as Ding Shu's fist was about ten meters away from Xiong Qi, Ding Shu's fist whistled through the air.
Suddenly, with a crash, Ding Shu's figure was pulled back and could not move forward.
The rune chains on his collarbone were stretched taut and restricted. This was the furthest he could go.
Crash, crash!
Ding Shu struggled, unwilling to give up. A heart-wrenching pain spread from his collarbone to his entire body.
Ding Shu put down his fist helplessly and looked at the terrified Xiong Qi. He spat at him.
"Consider yourself lucky!"
After a while, Xiong Qi stood up shakily. He seemed to be unable to endure such humiliation and started fighting with Ding Shu again.
"It's over. Xiong Qi is defeated. He can't win even if he continues fighting!"
It was unknown who said this in the crowd, but the other demons all looked dejected.
They all subconsciously agreed with this statement.
But they were unwilling to give up and were all cheering for Xiong Qi.
However, Xiong Qi's performance was getting worse and worse. He was played around by Ding Shu in the following battle.
He was covered in wounds and Ding Shu even scratched off a few pieces of flesh.
In the end, his 60-meter-tall body collapsed and could no longer get up.
The fat judge shook his head and sighed. With a pained expression, he announced Ding Shu's victory!
In an instant, the entire arena was filled with grief!
Many demons, rich merchants, and young masters of small and medium-sized families walked out of the arena with different expressions.
Some of them were in a daze, some were pale, and some were in despair.
But soon, they gritted their teeth and hurriedly went to borrow money to recoup their losses.
It was already three in the afternoon. The day's battle was over and they were waiting for the next day to continue.
At night, Xiong Qi walked into the medicine shop with a generous amount of divine crystals and bought many pills needed for cultivation.
The bosses of the arena were laughing wildly in the secret room as they distributed the dividends.
The night was silent. On the second day, the third day, and the fourth day, Ding Shu obtained four consecutive victories in the arena.
Most of the demons who had placed their bets had lost everything.
Another group of demons thought that the time to strike it rich had come.
On the fifth day, the arena was unprecedentedly full. Almost all the demons who were interested in this path were here. Even the rich guests from other cities came after hearing the news.
They were all here for Ding Shu.
Ding Shu was like a shining money tree, attracting their attention.
"I bet on Ding Shu to win!"
"Me too!"
"Let me take a look first …"
There were many demons betting, but there were also many demons watching from the sidelines.
Their minds were still clear, but following Ding Shu's victory on the fifth day, they could no longer sit still.
Even if the payout ratio wasn't very high right now, they could still make 80% if they bet 100 Deity Crystals.
"Sigh!
If I had known this would happen, I would have just bought Ding Shu the next day. Now, not only can I recoup my capital of 2.8 million, but I can also earn three to four times more! "
"Sigh!
I wanted to buy Ding Shu the day before yesterday, but I hesitated at the last moment. What bad luck! "
"…"
Listening to their complaints, Zhang Xing sneered in his heart. This was the heart of a gambler.
You will never be able to outsmart the Zhuang family.
If he did not guess wrongly, Ding Shu would undoubtedly die today!
On the sixth day, Ding Shu's odds were one to three.
He bet 100 Deity crystals on Ding Shu. If he won, he would receive 300 Deity crystals.
This was a very tempting ratio.
On the fifth day, the odds were less than one, and today, it became three. Clearly, there was still a large sum of Deity crystals betting on Ding Shu's loss.
Thus, the crazy wealthy demons and young masters took out large amounts of Deity crystals from their wallets and bet on Ding Shu's victory.