Chapter 17

This kind of condition was enough to make Tong Kuang truly go crazy. Even if he didn't have any grudges with Kong Yun before, Kong Yun had to die at this moment.

"My sister's mecha hasn't arrived yet, and her opponent isn't weak." Kong Yun asked.

"We're already on our way. We'll be there in ten minutes. This is a specially customized planting armor from our Chamber of Commerce. Eldest Sister will definitely be satisfied." Lin Youfu swore.

Feng Jian couldn't help but laugh when he saw his angry younger sister, "What's wrong? Which unsightly one made my younger sister angry?"

"Ungrateful fellow, I'm trying to save him. He actually let Tong Kuang kill him before he could appreciate it." Feng Ji said angrily.

Feng Jian smiled and shook his head, "Are you angry about this?"

"I was kind enough to save him, but he didn't appreciate it. Shouldn't I be angry?" Feng Ji asked.

'"You've been spoiled by my father and me since you were young. You need to restrain your temper. If you really wanted to recruit him, I would have recruited him a long time ago. Although I don't know why he possesses such strength, he is useless to our Wind God Mercenary Group." The Wind Sword shook its head.

The battle of the mercenary squad was dominated by the battle of mecha. Kong Yun, who could not control mecha, had no value at all. No matter how strong his body was, it was still incomparably small when facing mecha and the cannons.

"His opponent is Tong Kuang. With Tong Kuang's strength, he should be killed, right?" Feng Ji asked.

"That's for sure. Even I find this Tong Kuang a bit troublesome. This kid is not Tong Kuang's opponent." Feng Jian nodded.

Gambling was the climax of the entire banquet. The guests who came to the banquet began to place bets. The smallest amount of bets were at 50,000 survival points. If the top was not capped, the Wind God Mercenary Squad would be in the manor.

The match between Tong Kuang and Kong Yun was a 1-4 draw. Almost all of them won against Tong Kuang. After all, he was a character on the Combat Dragon City Expert Rankings, and his strength was recognized by the entire Combat Dragon City. As for Kong Yun, although he defeated Long Zaifei, no one believed that he would defeat Tong Kuang, who was ranked 80th on the Expert Rankings.

"Damn rich man." Seeing that the funds on the screen had risen to 20 million yuan, Kong Yun couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Everyone was crushing Tong Zifei, and Long Zaifei alone had crushed two million survival points.

"I bet five million." Lin Youfu suppressed all of his allowance for the next year. One was to support Kong Yun, and the other was to suppress Long Zaifei.

The people from the Wind God Mercenary Corps accepted Lin Youfu's bet with a smile. No matter how big the Wind God Mercenary Corps was, they still dared to accept it.

The people here seemed to have gotten used to Lin Youfu's 250-year-old behavior. The same was true for the past few years. They clearly knew that he couldn't be Long Zaifei's opponent, but Lin Youfu had always suppressed his victory. Every time, he had suffered a terrible loss, becoming a laughingstock at the banquet.

"Boss, you must win. If you lose, I will eat steamed buns in the future." Lin Youfu said with a sad face.

Kong Yun rolled his eyes. What was so sad about eating steamed buns? He had eaten a big meal before.

Long Zaifei crossed his legs and looked at the bitter Lin Youfu. This fatty Lin was still so stupid that he couldn't even protect his pants if he lost this time.

"Don't use your full strength in the beginning. Give Fatty Lin some hope. When he thinks he can win, he'll kill that kid with one punch." Long Zaifei said. He wanted Fatty Lin to see hope and ruthlessly shatter his hope.

The location of the gamble was in the center of the banquet hall. With a stomp of the wind sword's right foot, the entire banquet hall began to tremble. The structure of the banquet hall began to change. Thick steel plates rose one by one. In the center of the banquet hall, a stage of more than a hundred square meters appeared. The sky above the stage was covered with transparent alloy.

Kong Yun took a deep breath. It was his turn to enter the arena. When he stepped into the arena, the door behind him closed. Unless the winner was decided, the door to the arena would not open.

Immediately, a projection appeared above the arena. The scene inside the arena was clearly displayed on the projection.

Tong Kuang's lips curled into a disdainful smile. He could easily defeat such a creature with just a single move. However, since the young master had requested this, he would play with this brat.

"Tong Kuang, Tong Kuang, Tong Kuang!"

When Tong Kuang entered the arena, the guests in the stands couldn't help but cheer.

Tong Kuang laughed heartily. He enjoyed being admired by others. As long as he killed this kid today, he would be able to take a step forward.

"What a strong killing intent. This Tong Kuang is determined to kill me." Kong Yun shook his head helplessly. Obviously, this was Long Zaifei's order.

He adjusted his breathing to prepare for Tong Kuang's attack. Tong Kuang was born with divine power and cultivated an ancient martial arts like the Overlord Fist. His strength definitely couldn't be underestimated.

Kong Yun secretly metallized both of his hands. In order to conceal his metallization, Kong Yun deliberately wore a pair of gloves on his hands. He didn't want to be exposed to the public just like tha