CHAPTER 1171: CHAPTER 1171: SO WHAT IF IT’S A GAMBLE! (FOURTH UPDATE)

Rule of fire, is it?

With a faint smile, Ye Qiu swiftly crafted a white crystal under his feet. Before the fire dragon could approach Ye Qiu, the white crystal transformed into mist, enveloping it in an instant, then turned back into crystal. The fire dragon, which was flying moments ago, fell onto the arena and shattered into countless pieces.

The young man’s pupils shrank slightly, and he exclaimed, "Rule Power of Ice!"

The white crystal was indeed made of ice. Water and fire clash, and ice similarly counters the rule of fire. Among the Rule Powers Ye Qiu mastered, his understanding of the Rule of Ice was the deepest, as it was the first Rule Power he comprehended. With just a thought, the Rule Power of Ice emerged out of thin air to counter the young man’s fire dragon, without Ye Qiu even moving.

A commotion ensued.

The numerous spectators, who originally came to watch a boxing match, were awestruck by such an exchange, as if watching a mythological drama. They were completely stunned by the attacks from both individuals.

"Are they even human? Conjuring fire out of nowhere is one thing, but spontaneously generating ice, I feel like I’m watching a fake match, or maybe I’m dreaming."

This thought wasn’t exclusive to one person; everyone present were ordinary people who had never seen anyone conjure fire or ice out of thin air.

Experiencing this scene before their eyes, they couldn’t help but suspect if they were sleepwalking or drunk.

Even though it’s hard to believe, the reality proved to everyone that it was indeed true.

Having his Rule Power of fire broken, the young man’s expression turned serious, "Didn’t expect you to be at the mythical realm too. Who exactly are you? There shouldn’t be someone as young as you are, being a mythic expert, in this world!"

The young man was very curious about Ye Qiu’s identity. It wasn’t surprising for him to be at the mythical realm since he’s not from this era, but Ye Qiu being there as well was thought-provoking, especially since Ye Qiu looked unfamiliar, not resembling any genius he knew.

Ye Qiu’s heart stirred, feeling assured that he hadn’t guessed wrong about the young man’s identity. This was someone who had been asleep for a millennium, just like the one he had dealt with before, a newly awakened individual.

With a shift in thought, Ye Qiu said calmly, "Is it that strange? You’re also at the mythical realm just the same."

Upon hearing this, the young man’s expression changed, "Humph, so you, like me, have awakened for the opportunity."

Opportunity?

Ye Qiu was slightly taken aback. The ambiguity in his words was intentional, to let the young man mistakenly believe he was also an awakened individual, like him. Unexpectedly, the other showed a hint of caution and even mentioned the word ’opportunity’.

Could it be that those who sealed themselves did it for opportunity?

Given the increasing number of awakeners, does this mean the opportunity is about to surface?

On the surface, Ye Qiu appeared calm, but inside, he was no longer at peace, wondering what kind of opportunity could make these individuals willingly seal themselves for a thousand years just to obtain it.

"With the opportunity coming, you and I are competitors. Since we’ve met today, I might as well defeat you through martial force. Do you dare to bet with me?" The young man shifted his tone.

"Oh? What kind of bet? Let’s hear it." Ye Qiu was intrigued.

"If I win in our match today, you will serve under me henceforth and follow my lead. Do you dare to take this bet?" the young man proposed.

Regarding that opportunity, it’s not easy to obtain, even for him, Qin Fei, there was no guarantee. After witnessing Ye Qiu’s skills, Qin Fei thought if he could utilize Ye Qiu’s abilities, his chances of securing the opportunity would increase. Competing for such an opportunity wouldn’t be easy, considering many had sealed themselves waiting for it and such competition might lead to severe disputes. Having an ally would save him much effort.

In plain terms, Qin Fei valued Ye Qiu’s strength. As long as Ye Qiu dared to accept, Qin Fei would demonstrate his prowess in martial arts to win Ye Qiu over as his subordinate. Later, he could continue to add more helpers this way, increasing his chances significantly in the pursuit of opportunity.

Back in the days, many must have chosen to seal themselves, and a good number of Great Sect Holy Sons also likely stayed on Earth. Each of these Holy Sons wielded great power and were not alone, with some even going to great lengths to seal formidable servants to help seize the opportunity.

But for someone like him, Qin Fei, who had no helpers, would surely suffer, which is why he proposed this wager.

"Do you dare to bet?" Seeing Ye Qiu’s silence, Qin Fei asked again.

"Bet it is, but I have my conditions too. If I win, the tables turn, and you must serve and follow my every command. How about that?" Ye Qiu replied.

"Heh, you think you can beat me? Impossible... What I showed was just a glimpse of my strength. I do commend you for reaching your current level; your talent is decent. But there are always greater mountains and greater people. You, a local, have only seen a tiny part of the sky, like a frog in a well, never comprehending that there are some whom you could never defeat in your lifetime," Qin Fei declared with full confidence.

"So, you agree then?" Ye Qiu ignored Qin Fei’s arrogant words and pressed the question.

Since this person intended to scheme against him, why couldn’t he counter the scheme? In combat, among his peers, he had never feared anyone, let alone this boastful individual who was a level below him, Ye Qiu was set to defeat Qin Fei.

Seeing Ye Qiu looking even more confident than himself, Qin Fei sneered, "Very well, the loser shall serve the winner without any chance of reneging, or face heavenly and earthly retribution."

"Heavenly and Earthly Retribution."

Both of them swore earnestly. Meng Chong tried to advise Ye Qiu not to act rashly, but Ye Qiu gestured that it was all right.

"Humph, you are really confident, but soon you will find out how terribly wrong you are." Qin Fei sneered. In terms of combat, among his peers, he only feared a few Great Sect Holy Sons. The rest didn’t faze him. Besides, there was still time before the opportunity appeared, and he could use this period to advance to a higher martial realm.

"I’m eagerly awaiting the moment you call me ’Young Master’," Ye Qiu retorted lightly.

"Mere talks are useless; let’s show our true colors in battle." Qin Fei’s expression turned serious, ready to unleash his true strength.

The two stood facing each other, their eyes locked, and the atmosphere grew intensely still.

Everyone held their breath and watched; their momentum kept rising, battle intent boiling over, filling the entire underground arena. Even the few female employees at the reception turned their eyes to the two of them.

At that moment, the two moved simultaneously, disappearing instantly from the arena.

"Where are they?"

The crowd was bewildered again but soon saw someone pointing above the arena, where sounds of explosive air could be heard, with someone shouting, "Up there."

Everyone looked up, witnessing two figures breaking the laws of physics and common sense, engaged in a battle in the sky.