The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 50 - Betting with Life

50: Chapter 50: Betting with Life

50 -50: Betting with Life

The rolling smoke slowly dissipated, and thousands of eyes gathered inside the purple light prison array, all anticipating Nan Meng to walk out from within.

At that moment, finally a figure struggled out of the smoke, but it wasn’t Nan Meng, it was the blood-soaked Zhenhun.

Wow—

The whole venue erupted into an uproar, the noise shaking the heavens.

“How is it possible!

How could General Nan be defeated?”

“Damn!

To think there was a sneak attack!”

“How shameless can you get?

To stoop to backstabbery!

Won’t they be laughed at for spreading such news?”

“This round doesn’t count!”

“Have we lost again?”

The citizens couldn’t accept this outcome, and they cursed loudly; if not for the barrier of the purple light prison array, Zhenhun would probably have been drowned by their spit.

Qin Jun was also grim-faced amid the crowd; he had not anticipated this outcome either.

“He’s not dead yet,” Guan Yu said, opening his phoenix eyes indifferently, making Qin Jun’s eyes light up.

With a bang!

The smoke on top of the Vermilion Bird platform was suddenly swept up by a gust of wind, the scene extraordinarily spectacular.

Zhenhun, who had just walked out, was blown to the ground in a fluke, and the rolling smoke lifted from the ground, coiling like a black dragon in the air.

“Hmph!

I, Nan Meng, will not be defeated!”

A roar akin to that of an angry lion came from the Vermilion Bird platform, unmistakably Nan Meng’s.

Everyone looked intently, only to see Nan Meng, propping himself up with a broadsword, slowly standing up.

His armor was blasted to tatters, his face covered in blood, but his eyes still blazed with killing intent.

“What a beautifully feigned show!”

Qin Jun exclaimed in surprise, appreciating Nan Meng’s act; if Nan Meng had lost, he wouldn’t have an opportunity to perform.

Therefore, he rather admired this façade by Nan Meng.

Daji shook her head and laughed, “Right now, he can only manage to stand up and roar.”

Qin Jun was stunned.

At that moment, Shen Yan carefully approached between the two and announced loudly, “The second round goes to Qianyue Kingdom!”

Anyone with clear eyes could see that Zhenhun had lost consciousness; the blow from being knocked down had scattered his last bit of strength.

Upon these words, the venue boiled over.

All were shouting the name of Nan Meng, even the high-ranking officers in the pavilions couldn’t help but clap and cheer, with Nan Yuxin jumping excitedly in place, tears filling her eyes.

“Indeed, my beloved official!”

A smile finally spread across the Qian Emperor’s face, with the relieved Qin Yu standing behind him.

If even Nan Meng had lost, the Qianyue Kingdom would have suffered a great embarrassment.

Zhu Yishi couldn’t help but sincerely admire as he looked at Nan Meng, “Truly a fierce general.”

Xiao Beilong scoffed disdainfully beside him but didn’t retort.

After dismissing the purple light prison array, Nan Meng walked off the Vermilion Bird platform step by step without anyone’s support.

His pace was not quick, but each step fell heavily on the hearts of the audience.

Watching Nan Meng step down, Shen Yan then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and announced, “Now begins the third battle; each side, please send out one contestant.”

The moment the words fell, Xiao Beilong appeared atop the Vermilion Bird platform, his frame no lacking in comparison to Nan Meng.

The imposing aura of the Ascending Mortal Realm suddenly exploded, sweeping across the entire venue and silencing the uproarious crowd.

“Who dares to battle with me!”

Xiao Beilong’s voice was cold and disdainful, filled with scorn.

Nan Meng had been rendered incapacitated, and there was no one from the Qianyue Kingdom side who could stand as his match now.

Upon hearing his arrogant words, the Qian Emperor’s face immediately darkened.

The generals behind him fell silent, none daring to step forward at this time.

Even Nan Meng’s match against Xiao Beilong wasn’t guaranteed a win, let alone them?

If they lost, they would face the accusations of tens of millions of citizens in the whole kingdom.

Climbing higher in ranks afterwards would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens!

To go down now would be to dig one’s own grave.

“What’s the matter, no one dares to step up?” Xiao Beilong laughed arrogantly, as if witnessing the funniest comedy in the world.

The Qian Emperor’s eyes seemed ready to shoot fire.

Although he had anticipated this situation from the beginning, he still struggled to contain his rage when it actually occurred.

Qin Yu and a group of princes were also filled with indignation, and he couldn’t help but recall the fearsome figure of Guan Yu; if only he could be here, how great that would be.

“Inside the royal city of Qianyue Kingdom, you dare to be so insolent, you little clown?

Be careful, or you might not be able to leave the Vermilion Bird Platform alive!”

A voice filled with contempt broke the eerie silence as three figures in black robes leaped from the crowd, landing on the Vermilion Bird Platform.

All eyes turned to them in unison, and the representatives from both nations in the pavilion frowned.

Who were these three mysterious people?

“Who are you?

This is a duel between two nations; do you have the right to interfere?” Xiao Beilong said coldly, his tone full of murderous intent that sent chills down one’s spine.

Upon hearing these words, Qin Jun lifted his hat, revealing a handsome face, and said with a mocking smile, “I am the Third Prince of Qianyue Kingdom.

Why wouldn’t I have the right?

If I don’t have the right, then your crown prince should roll down from there!”

The provocative statement caused an uproar among the crowd.

Even the generals of Qianyue Kingdom on the pavilion changed their expression drastically, including the Qian Emperor, and Qin Yu suddenly stood up, exclaiming in shock, “How can he be here?”

The Third Prince’s exile was a matter known to all in the city; how had he returned?

“Damn!

How is it the Third Prince?”

“Wasn’t he exiled?”

“He is the Third Prince?

Isn’t he Young Master Jun?”

“What?

The Third Prince is the very Young Master Jun who has been causing such a stir recently?”

“There’s no doubt about it, I’ve had drinks with him!”

The commoners and cultivators were buzzing with shock and disbelief, setting aside the identity of Qin Jun, his words had given them an immense sense of satisfaction!

Daring to contend with Xiao Beilong and even mock the crown prince of Canglan Kingdom, he was truly audacious!

Though it seemed like Qin Jun was courting death to them, his words were precisely what they wanted to say but didn’t dare to!

“This young man has guts!” Zhu Yishi’s smile finally disappeared from his face; in his heart, Qin Jun was already a dead man.

Qin Jun was the first to dare tell him to roll down in such a public manner.

“Father, since no one dares to enter the battle, why not let one of my men take part?

How about that?”

Qin Jun turned to look at the Qian Emperor in the pavilion and said in a loud voice that easily carried across the crowd, despite his six-layer Foundation Establishment cultivation.

The Qian Emperor furrowed his brows, his mind seemingly pondering something, then suddenly he said with a beaming smile, “Of course you can!”

Damn!

He agreed so readily?

Qin Jun was a bit astonished but didn’t dwell on it.

Instead, he said to Xiao Beilong, “You’re very arrogant; do you dare to bet your life?”

Bet life?

Complete silence fell over the crowd, everyone staring at him curiously.

Qin Jun stood tall and puffed out his chest; such a perfect moment for showing off must be seized well!

Keep your head held high!

Look down on others through your nostrils!

The cheekier the facial expression, the better!

Maximize the swagger!

“How would we bet our lives?” Xiao Beilong asked teasingly, seeing right through Qin Jun’s cultivation level, recognizing him as a top-tier genius.

If he could eliminate Qin Jun openly, that would be exquisite indeed.

On the pavilion, the Qian Emperor looked at Qin Jun with a range of emotions; this son seemed to have changed completely.

Qin Yu watched Qin Jun, now the center of attention, with eyes nearly spitting fire.

“How did this beast come back!!!”

He roared angrily in his heart.