Merely from the appearance of Bai Li Hong Zhuang, everyone could tell that she must be a newcomer to the Blood Qi Tower.
Among the young cultivators who usually come to the Blood Abyss for training, there are many who are arrogant or fearful, but few are as calm as Bai Li Hong Zhuang.
From beginning to end, Bai Li Hong Zhuang seemed unfazed by everything, handling everything calmly and even making extravagant bets.
Although the cultivators in the Blood Abyss are not short of money, it is still rare to place a direct bet of fifty thousand gold coins.
People were curious whether Bai Li Hong Zhuang was extremely confident in her judgment or simply extravagant, making such a bet without hesitation.
"In my opinion, this girl is probably from a remarkable background. She's used to being extravagant. Placing a bet of fifty thousand gold coins is not unheard of for young cultivators like her."
"Indeed, but after losing a few times, this girl should realize that if her judgment is not accurate, she could lose everything here. Haha."
"Zheng Zishi's strength is obviously stronger than Wang Shaojun. Fifty thousand gold coins are going down the drain."
The conversations of the crowd were filled with mockery and disdain. They were all from the grassroots, and they had no favorable impression of young individuals who emerged from powerful forces, especially those who were arrogant.
Just looking at their haughty appearance made them want to make them disappear from this world.
After all, the Blood Abyss was not a place where the rich and powerful could run rampant.
Listening to the discussions of the crowd, Bai Li Hong Zhuang remained composed. Each person had their own judgment, and the true accuracy of their assessments would only be known once the final result was revealed.
Before long, everyone had placed their bets, and Zheng Zishi and Wang Shaojun had already taken their positions on the stage.
The cultivators in the stands also showed a glimmer of interest in their eyes. Clearly, each battle brought them a different kind of excitement.
"The match begins!"
With the referee's command, both Zheng Zishi and Wang Shaojun released their elemental energy, their faces displaying a fierce determination. Their powerful attacks mercilessly struck at each other.
Boom!
They exchanged blows, their strong attacks continuously erupting.
Bai Li Hong Zhuang watched their match. Obviously, both of them had a rough background and lacked professional combat techniques. This kind of brute force fighting style resembled that of mercenaries.
Bai Li Hong Zhuang was not surprised by this. In the entire Saint Xuan Continent, such cultivators accounted for the majority.
Similarly, these cultivators had very few cultivation resources, and reaching the Second Stage of the Crimson Realm was already a testament to their decent aptitude in cultivation.
They even found it difficult to learn martial skills, but it was precisely this close combat style that made it more thrilling and blood-pumping.
"Zheng Zishi, beat him up!"
"Take him down!"
"Wang Shaojun, did you skip your meals?"
The cultivators in the stands divided into two factions, shouting continuously, hoping that their chosen contender would win.
However, based on the current situation of the two fighters, it was clear that Zheng Zishi had the upper hand, while Wang Shaojun was constantly on the defensive, barely having a chance to counterattack.
"Master, Wang Shaojun's performance isn't looking good."
The voice of Bai Shiniu sounded worried. Clearly, it didn't understand this situation.
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