204: The entire audience was shocked.

"Heh? Didn't you say you'd bet no matter how big the stakes were?" Night Owl sneered upon hearing this, looking playfully at the Saint King Peak old man.

When this old man first proposed the bet, he looked confident, saying he would participate no matter the stakes.

But now he can't produce the spirit stones, which is truly a bit ridiculous.

A dignified Saint King Peak from Central State doesn't even have twenty billion mid-grade spirit stones; he truly is too poor.

"Hehe, this old man was rash. I truly cannot produce that many spirit stones. If Little Friend does not lower the betting amount, I can only step down." The Saint King Peak old man replied awkwardly, looking at Night Owl's playful expression.

Although he really wanted to gamble with Night Owl, he was unfortunately short on funds. If Night Owl didn't halve the betting spirit stones, he would have to give up this easy profit.

"Hmm..."

Seeing that the old man truly didn't have that many spirit stones, Night Owl pondered for a moment and said, "Since you don't have that many spirit stones, let's bet everything you have on you. If you lose, you must leave the arena naked. If you win, you take my twenty billion mid-grade spirit stones."

It was impossible for him to give up the match against the old man.

Anyway, the old man was just a sparring partner, and he wouldn't be able to take those spirit stones. This was a good chance to punish this boastful old man.

"Alright, alright, it's settled then."

Hearing that Night Owl actually proposed such a condition.

The old man excitedly took Night Owl's Storage Ring, then threw all his own belongings to the referee below the arena, thus formalizing the bet.

As for Night Owl saying he had to leave the arena naked if he lost, that was directly ignored.

How could a Saint King Peak possibly lose? Night Owl was completely handing him over more than ten billion mid-grade spirit stones.

With so many spirit stones, he could go to the brothels in the city and find many, many Little Girls. Just thinking about it was exciting.

"The bet has been formalized. The duel can now begin." The referee below the Saint King Arena collected the items and announced from his spot.

"Oh! It's starting, it's starting! I wonder how strong this young man really is. If he can defeat the old man, it will definitely shock the entire Central State."

"That's right. A Saint Peak defeating a Saint King Peak... the Number One on the Central State Saint Ranking wouldn't even be fit to carry his shoes."

"Hehe, forget about defeating him. The mere courage of challenging someone a major realm higher than himself puts the Number One on the Saint Ranking several streets behind."

"That's certainly true. The Number One on the Central State Saint Ranking wouldn't dare to truly challenge someone a major realm higher than himself."

The Cultivators below the arena were all excitedly watching the stage, having heard that the bet between the two had been formalized.

Such a world-shattering battle has never occurred in the history of the Canglan Continent.

If Night Owl really can defeat the old man, he will definitely become famous throughout Central State, so they must watch this match carefully.

On the arena.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogantly at Night Owl. "Little Friend, since you are gifting me over ten billion mid-grade spirit stones, this old man can let you have the first three moves."

"Hehe, then I won't be polite."

Seeing the old man's arrogant stance, Night Owl didn't hold back. Wrapped in a layer of red Killing Intent, he began to attack the old man.

Since this was the arena, he hadn't planned on killing the old man.

Therefore, he decided to use the power of his Physical Body to fight the old man first, verifying his physical combat ability.

"Hah! Fist of Killing Intent!!"

Night Owl rushed in front of the old man, raised the fist wrapped in Killing Intent, and fiercely struck the old man.

Although the old man was quite shocked by the terrifying power he felt coming from Night Owl's fist.

He still honored his previous promise and didn't make a move, instead manifesting a layer of Spirit Qi Barrier around himself, preparing to take Night Owl's punch head-on.

"Boom! Boom!"

The red fist struck the old man's Spirit Qi Barrier, producing a violent noise.

Soon, the old man's Spirit Qi Barrier couldn't hold up, and cracks appeared before it shattered with a loud bang.

"Hiss! So strong!!"

The moment the Spirit Qi Barrier shattered, the old man dodged Night Owl's fist, looking at Night Owl with horror.

He truly had been preparing to take Night Owl's punch head-on just now.

But who the hell knew that Night Owl's punch was so powerful? If he hadn't dodged just now and had been hit by Night Owl, he would have been seriously injured, if not killed.

"Holy crap! This young man is truly amazing! He actually shattered a Saint King Peak's Defensive Barrier with a single punch. He's too strong."

"This is too damn terrifying! It's my first time seeing such a formidable Saint. This Saint Peak young man really might be able to defeat the Saint King Peak old man."

"Haha, this is so exciting! Hurry up and fight!"

Watching Night Owl on the arena shatter the Saint King Peak old man's Spirit Qi Barrier with just one punch.

The Cultivators watching below the stage let out sounds of astonishment.

They had previously doubted Night Owl's strength, but after witnessing that punch, they no longer looked down on him.

The fact that Night Owl could shatter a Saint King Peak Expert's Spirit Qi Barrier showed that his strength had already reached the Saint King Realm.

With such powerful strength, the old man might truly lose to Night Owl today.

"Heh, why did you dodge? Didn't you say you'd let me have three moves?" On the arena, Night Owl looked at the old man with a smile.

Facing Night Owl's question, the old man's face flushed as he gave an awkward laugh, "Little Friend is incredibly strong. This old man was blind. I apologize to Little Friend. Next, I will fight Little Friend with all my strength."

Now that he had experienced Night Owl's strength, he dared not be arrogant anymore. It was just a little loss of face, which was nothing compared to losing twenty billion mid-grade spirit stones.

"If that's the case, then bring out all your strength." Night Owl replied, wrapped in Killing Intent, and charged towards the old man again.

This time, the old man no longer underestimated Night Owl, treating him completely as an opponent of the same realm. He channeled the power of Saint King Peak and began to duel with Night Owl on the arena.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two fought fiercely on the arena. Every collision stirred up powerful Spirit Qi Fluctuations, causing the arena's Defensive Formation to creak loudly.

Seeing Night Owl exchange hundreds of moves with the Saint King Peak old man without showing any signs of defeat.

The mouths of the Cultivators below the arena were all wide open, large as fists.

They had already thought Night Owl was heaven-defying when he shattered the old man's Spirit Qi Barrier with a single punch.

Now, Night Owl, relying on his Saint Peak strength, had been fighting head-on with the Saint King Peak old man for so long. It was truly terrifying.

One must remember that Night Owl was only in the Saint Realm.

A Saint Realm Expert fighting head-on against a Saint King Peak expert and remaining evenly matched—they had never seen this in all their years.

"Hiss, this child is truly a Monstrous Talent! To fight a Saint King with the body of a Saint and not fall into a disadvantage—he is probably the only one on the Canglan Continent."

"That's right. I've lived for over a thousand years, and this is the first time I've seen such a powerful Monstrous Talent. Compared to him, my cultivation has been in vain."

The Saint Realm Experts below the arena recovered their senses, looking with complicated expressions at Night Owl, who was trading blows with the Saint King Peak old man on stage.

As Saint Realm Experts, they felt a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

Night Owl's terrifying strength gave rise to a feeling of defeat in them.

After all, someone who could fight a Saint King Peak evenly while only being a Saint Peak would treat opponents of the same realm like crushing Ants.

If Night Owl were to break through to Saint King or Saint Emperor, killing them would be as easy as slaughtering pigs and sheep.