Gonchar and the other contestants rode together on horseback, ready to go.
When the Underworld Sect Protector in charge of the competition gave the order, Gangchar spurred his horse and galloped towards the rows of wooden stakes.
Watermelons, pineapples, and other fruits were placed on those wooden stakes.
As soon as he got close, Gonchar drew a golden knife from his waist and slashed at him.
With a flash of golden light, the watermelons, pineapples, and other fruits were all neatly cut in half, with smooth, mirror-like surfaces!
People at the scene cheered and applauded.
After a short while, only the two of them remained in the arena.
One was Gonchar, and the other was a dark-skinned middle-aged man.
Upon seeing the middle-aged man, Gang Kui and Gang Lan's expressions changed slightly.
“It’s Gonpo! That man is Gonpo!” Gangkhu shouted.
“This is really troublesome. I heard that Gongbu is already a martial artist in the Kaiyuan Realm! My cousin is still at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm, so he is definitely no match for Gongbu!” Ganglan added.
Jiang Lingxuan asked with some curiosity, "Which tribe does that Gongbu belong to?"
"He is the first warrior of the Black Wind Tribe!" Gangkui and Ganglan answered together.
After a pause, Ganglan continued, "The Black Wind Tribe is a well-known tribe on our Netherworld Plateau. Although their fighting strength is not very strong, they are extremely skilled at raising horses! The Black Wind Tribe's Black Wind Horses are very famous, and they send hundreds of them as tribute to the Netherworld Sect every year!"
"Wow, that's amazing!" Jiang Lingxuan said with a smile.
In the arena, Gombu, mounted on horseback, examined the golden knife at Gonchar's waist with great interest.
This golden knife is one of the two knives that Ye Feng personally crafted before.
At that time, Ye Feng gave the two knives to Gang Kui and Gang Lan, and they named the golden knife Jin Bi and Hui Huang.
The Brilliant Golden Knife is still on Ganglan's person, and Ganglan is currently wearing it at his waist.
So the golden knife at Gonchar's waist is naturally the same golden knife that Gangkui used.
“A very nice knife,” Gombu said with a smile.
Gonchar was sweating and felt a little guilty.
He knew that it was with this golden sword that he was able to overcome all obstacles and eliminate other contestants to reach the final round.
If it weren't for this golden knife, I would have been eliminated long ago.
So now, instead of praising his own strength, Gongbu is praising his sword, which means that the other party has seen through everything about him!
“It is indeed a fine knife,” Gonchar said, forcing a stiff smile.
Gombu then said, "Gonchar of the Black Tower tribe, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"What are you betting on?" Gonchar asked, puzzled.
"If I win later, you will give me your golden knife, how about that?" Gongbu said with a smile.
Gonchar's expression changed drastically.
Gang Kui, standing off the field, was even more anxious, shouting, "Cousin, don't agree! You absolutely can't agree!"
Gongbu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, since I'm betting with you, I'll naturally offer a corresponding or even higher stake. I will never take advantage of you."
Gonchar hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What's your bet?"
Gongbu clapped his hands.
A young woman appeared outside the arena, about thirteen or fourteen years old, slightly older than Gangkyu.
The woman was leading two magnificent, dark-colored horses.
“Could it be…” Ganglan’s face showed disbelief.
Night Wind had already figured out what this meant and said, "Gonchar will accept this bet because the stakes offered by Gonbu are too high and too tempting."
"Night Wind, aren't those two horses?" Jiang Lingxuan asked doubtfully.
Sun Muqing seemed to have thought of something and said, "I understand! Those two horses are a male and a female, a pair of stallions! If the Black Tower tribe gets those two horses, they can let them breed and in the future they will have a sizable Black Wind Horse herd!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lingxuan finally realized what was going on.
That golden sword was merely a third-grade spiritual weapon, worth more than two Black Wind Horses, but absolutely incomparable to a large herd of Black Wind Horses.
And that pair of stallions is equivalent to a large herd of Black Wind Horses!
But that's not all!
What shocked Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing even more was...
Suddenly, the young woman from the Black Wind tribe took out two slender silver needles and stabbed them at the two Black Wind horses!
The moment she stabbed the Black Wind Horses, both horses neighed and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
"What...what is this? She killed the Black Wind Horse?" Jiang Lingxuan was dumbfounded.
Everyone else present also showed expressions of shock.
However, the young woman smiled and pricked the two black wind horses again with her silver needles. The two black wind horses stood up again, and they were not injured!
“A veterinarian! That girl is a veterinarian! Could she also be part of the bet?” Ganglan shouted.
Ganglan's judgment was correct.
Gombo, standing in the arena, smiled and said, "See this? This is my wager! If you beat me, you'll not only get these two Black Wind stallions, but also my daughter Rita! I think you understand perfectly well what that means!"
Gonchar swallowed hard, but he wasn't attracted by the beauty of Gombo's daughter Rita; rather, he was tempted by the enormous stakes before him!
The stakes that Gongbu has put up have far exceeded the gold and jade sword!
If Gonchar refuses such a gamble that is extremely advantageous to his side, then he would be a truly unqualified young clan leader!
Gangque realized this too, knowing that Gonchar would definitely agree, so he said with red eyes, "That's my knife...that's clearly my knife..."
"Don't worry, even if Gonchar loses, I can still forge another golden sword for you," Night Wind said, patting Gangkui on the shoulder.
Gang Kui rubbed his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "Master, you are sometimes too modest. Modesty is a virtue, but excessive modesty is not. It will only make others think you are easy to bully!"
"If Gongbu wins my sword today and you forge me a new one, what if someone else wins it tomorrow? Master, we can't tolerate this!"
Night Breeze paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.
He hadn't expected that Gangkui, despite his young age, would have such a strong competitive spirit.
Perhaps this is what truly makes a fine man of the Netherworld Plateau.
Only people like this can survive on the harsh environment of the Dark Land Plateau!
“Have you thought it through, Gonchar? I’ve already made this bet, and I’m sure you won’t refuse,” Gombo said with a smile.
Under everyone's gaze, Gonchar took a deep breath and said, "I accept this bet!"
Gongbu nodded in satisfaction.
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