Chapter 47: Take a gamble, a bicycle can turn into a motorcycle!

About three hours later, Sogra finally returned to the fourth level of the Bloodmare Arena.

"Lord Gune, this is the Holy Source Coins hastily gathered by many demigods and gods of our Dachi Dragon Mountains, totaling one hundred and twenty thousand."

"Time was too short; given more time, they could have gathered even more Holy Source Coins."

As he spoke, Sogra handed over three Bloodmare Rings.

Gune swept his spiritual power through them and nodded slightly.

"One hundred and twenty thousand, that's enough."

After collecting all the Holy Source Coins, Gune returned the three Bloodmare Rings to Sogra.

"Alright, time is tight, so I'll be off."

With that, Gune took his leave of Sogra.

…

Divine Kingdom Arena.

Inside the sealed small chamber.

"Huh..."

Gune exhaled softly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Thank goodness I had that faction in the Holy Feather Dark Source Continent to help out at the critical moment. Otherwise, all this effort would have been wasted."

Then, Gune got up, opened the chamber, and flew toward the betting area.

Arriving at the spot previously agreed with Dolans, he saw no sign of Dolans, evidently still preparing.

Gune activated the machine, which displayed a light screen.

The previous odds of 8.4 had not decreased but had risen to 8.6.

"Hmm! Is someone else following with bets?"

Gune narrowed his eyes.

Those fight brokers sometimes band together; one opens a bet, and the others follow suit—it's common.

Then, Gune quickly deposited the 120,000 Holy Source Coins into his arena badge.

He then bet all 120,000 Holy Source Coins on himself winning.

120,000 Holy Source Coins was no small sum compared to the previous tens of thousands.

With this injection of 120,000 Holy Source Coins, the odds quickly dropped from 8.6 back to 8.4.

"The other side must have put in tens of millions of Holy Source Coins!" Gune mused.

"There are still over two hours until the fight. When they lose, their expressions will be priceless."

"But for this battle, I need to prepare well. Unleashing most of my strength is no problem."

"Since I'm going to be exposed, I'll let them see my true power."

"And afterwards, I can bet against myself. After all, my death isn't real, but if I do that, I definitely won't be able to stay in this Divine Kingdom Arena."

"The demonic secondary soul can take on the role of beneficiary."

While waiting, another half hour passed.

Dolans finally arrived, late.

"How much did you get?"

As soon as Dolans arrived, Gune asked.

"Fifteen thousand."

"Fifteen thousand, that's not bad." Gune said.

"I had to pawn a lot of good stuff, even my furnace battle armor."

"Take a gamble, a bicycle can turn into a motorcycle." Gune patted Dolans on the shoulder and laughed.

Although he knew Gune was very strong, betting all fifteen thousand on Gune winning still made him a bit uneasy.

After all, who could guarantee Gune would win for sure?

Even knowing Gune's strength, he had no idea how strong Gune's opponent really was.

But that's how gambling is—there's never a sure win.

He was betting that Gune's strength was greater than the enemy's.

"Don't worry, even if he has seven-star strength, I have a good chance of winning." Gune transmitted softly.

Dolans was startled, looking at Gune with some surprise.

"Alright, time's about up. I should go prepare."

With that, Gune got up and flew toward the seventh-order one-star arena, number 74.

Dolans stood there for a moment before snapping out of it.

Then he got up and followed—this crucial fight, he wanted to watch.

…

A dozen minutes later.

After submitting his arena badge, Gune entered the preparation lounge of one-star arena number 74.

This one-star arena was clearly more upscale than the apprentice arena.

There were sofas, drinks, fruits, and the like.

Near the arena side, there was a wide row of viewing seats for fighters to watch.

The number of people was also not too many.

Gune swept his gaze roughly.

About eighty-plus people.

But more were still entering.

At that moment, his opponent, Aludov Bart, had not yet arrived.

Gune found a seat near the viewing area and sat down.

Looking out from the wide balcony of the viewing area.

The one-star arena was about two kilometers in diameter, very spacious.

In the one-star arena, the audience seats were also quite full, around two thousand people.

After all, the quality of fights in the one-star arena was much higher than in the apprentice arena.

After observing for a while, Gune closed his eyes to rest.

He hadn't rested long when he heard a very deep voice beside him.

"Hey, kid, you're called 'Gu...' something, right?"

Gune opened his eyes and saw a foreign transcendent named Aludov Bart, clad in golden armor, carrying a heavy long spear on his back, standing three meters tall, looking at him with slight contempt.

"No need to remember my name; you'll die soon and forget everything anyway." Gune naturally wouldn't give him a good face.

Aludov Bart grinned upon hearing this.

"Remember what you said, kid. I'll slowly torture you to death. You should know, I love torturing rookies like you."

After showing off, Aludov Bart turned and left.

Gune's gaze briefly swept over this transcendent named Aludov Bart.

"He has Earth Origin and Space Origin."

"And both are very profound, not weak even among four-star. No wonder he's so confident."

As time passed, more transcendents entered the preparation lounge.

When the time came.

Three divine envoy staff members flew in from the employee passage.

Immediately, many one-star fighters stood up.

"All fighters, prepare. Those called will enter the arena for combat." The divine envoy staff said coldly, very professionally.

"Isabel Cardoso, Anis Davenport. Enter."

Immediately, a female and a male foreign transcendent drank potions and flew in through the passage.

Gune carefully watched their fight.

He had already seen many one-star fights.

But life-and-death battles always had many admirable moments.

Until the final outcome, you never know who the winner will be.

A seemingly one-sided battle might see a brilliant reversal at the critical moment.

And some desperate bursts, on the verge of victory, are crushed by an even stronger move from the opponent.

That's what makes life-and-death battles so exciting.

But this round was not too eventful.

The female transcendent named Isabel Cardoso easily used soul attack methods and killed her opponent in less than ten seconds, returning victorious.

Clearly, this Isabel was very strong.

"Aludov Bart, Gune Lawrence, prepare to enter."

Gune raised an eyebrow, surprised to be in the second wave.

He took out a potion, drank it, and flew inside.

Beside him, Aludov also flew in through the passage.