High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: Chapter 212 Petrification Defense? Burst with One Punch! (Please Subscribe)

The avatars of Chen Fan and the burly man appeared on the four screens around the arena.

The betting points under the latter’s name were jumping rapidly, 500, 1000, 1500.

In contrast, the points under Chen Fan’s name were inching up slowly, 100, 120, 130, each jump only adding 10 or 20 points.

Many people saw the odds under the burly man’s name, around 1.0, and couldn’t help but shake their heads.

"Sigh, it’s so hard to earn points. With such low odds, even if you bet correctly, you hardly gain anything."

"Bet on the opponent then," someone suggested, "bet a little, with ten times the odds, if you bet correctly, you could make a big profit."

"That’s right, actually, I just bet on that newcomer earlier, ten points, and it turned into more than sixty points."

"Haha, but that was last time, Wang the Pockmarked was a waste, Luo Kai is different. Even though he’s still a W-level Awakener, his combat power is already close to D-level, right?"

"Yes, he’s completed several D-level tasks with others, only missing proof of having completed a D-level task alone."

"True, with his superpower, completing the promotion task should be easy."

The crowd was discussing in small groups.

On stage, Chen Fan was viewing his opponent’s information.

Luo Kai, E-level Awakener, joined the association two years ago, superpower is petrified skin.

Just these few lines, there were more details available but required paying an additional 100 points.

Chen Fan decided not to be tricked into making this expense,

Petrified skin, as the name suggests, is similar to the C-level Awakener in Anshan City whose whole body can turn into metal.

He exited the screen, glancing at the points of both sides, 600 to 5000.

Chen Fan frowned, he wished there were fewer people betting on his win, that way, he could take a majority of the points.

But others weren’t foolish either, they liked betting small to win big.

He looked at his remaining points, still 353 points left, and bet all of them on himself immediately.

Thus, on the screen, the points under Chen Fan’s name jumped from 600 to over 900, shocking many people.

"Who’s that? Betting so heavily on an upset, aren’t they afraid of losing it all at once?"

"Quite gutsy, if the newcomer loses, they’ll be too devastated even to cry."

"Isn’t this good? I see so many people betting on Luo Kai, the odds are shockingly low, someone betting on the newcomer pushes the odds up, right?"

"Right, the more people betting on the newcomer, the better."

In the control room, the group in sunglasses couldn’t help but feel a sense of déjà vu seeing this scene.

Looking at the screen confirmed it.

"Sure enough, it’s the newcomer betting on himself?"

"Going all in?"

"Very bold, this Luo Kai is not comparable to Wang the Pockmarked. With his current strength, fully petrified, he can withstand close-range rifle bullets."

"True. This newcomer is fast; what good is it if he can’t break the opponent’s defense? I think he’s overestimating himself."

Yang Hu, legs crossed, watched the scene with great interest.

Soon, the three minutes ended, and the points ratio came to 1200 to 3600.

The odds for Chen Fan were 3.6, a successful bet would multiply each point to over 3, which was significantly lower than last time.

Luo Kai’s odds were only 1.2, a successful bet would turn 100 points into 120, minus a little more than 1 point handling fee.

3,

2,

1,

At the end of the countdown, Luo Kai stomped his right foot on the ground, propelling himself like a bullet straight toward Chen Fan.

Simultaneously, he raised his right hand, exposed skin transforming into stone, the stone gathering rapidly, soon doubling its original size. His fist, initially the size of a sandbag, expanded to the size of a basin, hammering toward Chen Fan’s face.

"So fast!"

Someone from the audience exclaimed.

"Luo Kai’s strength has grown again?"

"Great, let’s see how that newcomer can still be arrogant now!"

Many people bit their lips, resentful toward Chen Fan for causing them to lose points earlier.

Zhang Jun and Liao Yue were also among the crowd, clenching their fists, eyes wide open.

"Don’t celebrate too early."

Someone said, "Don’t forget, the newcomer is a speed-type Awakener. His speed during the last match against Wang the Pockmarked was so fast, dodging Luo Kai’s attack shouldn’t be too difficult.

This statement resonated with many around.

After all, speed-type Awakeners inherently excel in evasion.

Dodging attacks was easier compared to the average Awakeners.

Unexpectedly, as the distance closed in, Luo Kai’s rocky fist almost touching Chen Fan’s cheek within centimeters, the latter remained unmoving.

"What’s happening?"

The audience burst out in astonishment, "Is the newcomer paralyzed with fear? Why isn’t he moving?"

"No way," someone beside widened their eyes, "That guy was so arrogant before the match, now he’s paralyzed with fear?"

On stage, Luo Kai revealed a grin, as though already seeing Chen Fan being sent flying, crashing into the protective shield with his single punch!

Then, an unexpected twist occurred.

He thought Chen Fan was scared stiff, but Chen Fan suddenly swung his right arm back, then, with lightning speed, swung forward.

"What is he doing? Trying to go head-on with Luo Kai?"

"He’s crazy!"

"This guy?"

The crowd was stunned.

What a joke is this?

A speed-type Awakener going head-to-head with a martial artist who can petrify skin?

Luo Kai’s eyes showed contempt, mocking the newcomer’s overconfidence.

"Bang!"

A loud crash.

The fists made a solid collision.

"It’s over!"

Many people couldn’t help but have this thought, imagining Chen Fan’s figure being sent flying.

"Crack!"

A crisp noise.

"Crack."

"Crack."

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