Capítulo 1297: Chapter 1298: Mu Shao’s Provocation

“So many.”

The crowd watching let out cries of astonishment.

The magic bones are piled up to the size of a small hill, easily numbering over ten thousand.

It’s important to know that for an ordinary Martial Artist or demon god, obtaining several hundred magic bones is enough to rank in the middle, yet here is a staggering ten thousand.

Even the Ancient Emperor Songzhu slightly raised his eyelids and spoke softly.

“Not bad.”

Although it’s not truly praise, it is indeed considered a form of recognition from the Ancient Emperor Songzhu.

Upon hearing this appraisal, Niu Xi’s face revealed a glimpse of satisfaction.

This count took about a minute and then Ancient Emperor Songzhu waved his hand and collected all the magic bones.

“Twelve thousand points, exchanged for Contribution Points, totaling one thousand two hundred.”

One thousand two hundred Contribution Points!

If converted to Jade Dragon Pills, that’s a solid twelve hundred pills, undoubtedly an incredible fortune.

Especially for a newcomer, this is already a commendable rank.

“This time Niu Xi is likely secured in the top three.”

Many Martial Artists were discussing.

Simultaneously, their gaze shifted to the two figures standing nearby, tense like water and fire.

Chu Fengmian, Young Master Mu.

This time, it’s clear the top two are locked between them; the only uncertainty is which one will prevail.

Originally, the top position was without suspense, certainly to be Young Master Mu’s.

After all, Young Master Mu’s strength is top-tier among this year’s newcomers, and he has considerable backing, having established the Mu Emperor Association early on, leading countless Martial Artists and demon gods to serve him.

But this time, Chu Fengmian slew the Blood Prince, gaining an impressive reputation, indeed giving him a chance to compete with Young Master Mu.

Yet, most people in the crowd considered that Young Master Mu still held a slight edge to claim the top spot; in terms of sheer power, Chu Fengmian undeniably has the advantage.

But two fists can’t defeat four hands; Chu Fengmian is alone, while Young Master Mu has the Mu Emperor Association and the Mu family’s influence. Even now, many Martial Artists and demon gods have joined the Mu Emperor Association to serve Young Master Mu.

Hearing these discussions made Young Master Mu’s expression more distressed as he looked at Chu Fengmian and deliberately walked over.

Facing this situation, everyone’s discussions quickly fell silent.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain. Among each batch of newcomers, there must be a king, and Chu Fengmian against Young Master Mu will inevitably collide someday.

This top position is one everyone strives to claim.

Young Master Mu stared at Chu Fengmian and coldly spoke.

“Chu Fengmian, do you dare to bet with me?”

“Betting? On what? How, you want to face me in battle? On the Life and Death Platform, I’ll be waiting for you.”

Chu Fengmian, hearing Young Master Mu’s words, didn’t even raise an eyelid as he casually responded.

His words caught Young Master Mu off guard; he had intended to provoke Chu Fengmian but didn’t expect Chu Fengmian to instantly suggest a duel.

Young Master Mu’s power is inferior to the Blood Prince; although he never saw Chu Fengmian slay the Blood Prince firsthand as he had fled early on, he knew Chu Fengmian’s ability to kill the Blood Prince made him not an opponent he could challenge. However, Young Master Mu wasn’t rash, aware this was Chu Fengmian’s mocking tactic.

“Betting doesn’t necessarily mean a life-and-death struggle. Let’s wager on who will be the top this time!”

Young Master Mu’s eyes shifted, and suddenly he spoke.

“Let’s bet one thousand Contribution Points, how about it? I have one thousand Jade Dragon Pills!”

Young Master Mu’s palm moved, and in his hand appeared a spatial gourd, inside of which lay a thousand Jade Dragon Pills.

A thousand Jade Dragon Pills equate to a thousand Contribution Points. It’s important to note that Niu Xi toiled to slay over ten thousand from the Demon Clan to earn those twelve hundred points.

For a newcomer, this wealth is akin to an astronomical figure.

“This is the confidence of the Mu family. Mu family disciples are undeniably rich!”

Many turned their gaze to Young Master Mu and subtly changed their expressions. Indeed, despite Young Master Mu seemingly suppressed by Chu Fengmian, he hailed from the influential Mu family, a domineering entity within the Sacred Dragon’s secret realm, now only a newcomer but can readily produce a thousand Jade Dragon Pills, proving his background’s strength.

Young Master Mu’s move shifted everyone’s gaze back onto Chu Fengmian.

A wager of a thousand Contribution Points is certainly high stakes, and the bet concerns this evaluation’s top position.

Now that Young Master Mu dared to wager, he obviously had absolute confidence; the question remained whether Chu Fengmian dared to accept.

At a thousand Contribution Points, Chu Fengmian didn’t have Young Master Mu’s family assets; if he lost, he’d risk losing everything.

“Not betting.”

Chu Fengmian glanced at Young Master Mu and casually replied.

Seeing Chu Fengmian’s straightforward refusal, many were taken aback; they hadn’t anticipated Chu Fengmian being so decisive.

However, upon looking at Chu Fengmian again, it wasn’t entirely unexpected. Indeed, had it been a fight, Chu Fengmian would undoubtedly agree.

But betting on the top rank, most favored Young Master Mu. If Young Master Mu initiated the challenge, he would undoubtedly be confident in victory.

Now that Chu Fengmian stepped back, declined the bet, it seemed reasonable.

“Oh? What’s wrong, afraid to bet?”

Watching Chu Fengmian retract, Young Master Mu’s expression bore traces of a cold sneer, and his eyes reflected mirth.

He couldn’t defeat Chu Fengmian in combat, but undermining Chu Fengmian’s aura was feasible; now Chu Fengmian voluntarily backed down, so he seized the opportunity to pursue.

“If you can’t produce a thousand Contribution Points, it doesn’t matter. If you lose, just kneel and bow three times; I’ll forget the thousand Contribution Points.”

Young Master Mu’s words were undeniably mocking Chu Fengmian.

A thousand Contribution Points; among this batch of newcomers, aside from Young Master Mu and a scarce few others, none could produce such an amount.

Chu Fengmian from the Ancient Demon Continent, merely ranking as a seventh-level continent, clearly wouldn’t possess significant wealth.

“Or do you recognize you’ll lose, hence dare not bet?”

Young Master Mu shifted his gaze to Chu Fengmian.

He felt oppressed by Chu Fengmian for too long; at last, this chance for reversal had come. If Chu Fengmian refused still, it would be inferior publicity.

And should Chu Fengmian accept, Young Master Mu held potential victory, leading to Chu Fengmian losing everything, even dignity.

Young Master Mu indeed possessed the Mu Emperor Association’s thousands of Martial Artist demon gods hunting for him, speaking of magic bones numbers, he held a Heaven-shocking amount.