"Congratulations to Mr. 0005, you have earned the qualification for the second challenge," Xiao Xi smiled and said.

Everyone present turned their gaze to that Mr. 0005. Next to him stood a slender young man, dressed in a white outfit with an ancient charm. His face was stern, and those close by could feel a faint chill emanating from him.

"Sir, sorry to trouble you."

Mr. 0005 stood up and politely addressed the stern young man.

This scene made those present quite surprised. After all, Mr. 0005 had a high status, overseeing three listed companies, yet he was so polite to this young man.

The stern young man nodded slightly, flashed his figure, and then calmly walked into the entrance of the large iron cage.

The Fire Flame Lion, seeing another person enter, narrowed its lion eyes and fixed its gaze on the stern young man.

"Come on, beast, let me see what you're capable of."

The stern young man finished speaking, and his Inner Power surged, with a white icy aura emanating around him.

"An Ice Element Ancient Martial Artist?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow. The stern young man in the cage was indeed an Ice Element Ancient Martial Artist.

"Roar!"

The Fire Flame Lion roared, seemingly more aware of the threat from the stern young man, exerting force with its four legs, opening its massive mouth, and pouncing toward the stern young man.

"Frost Fist!"

The stern young man's face turned cold, and icy white gas condensed on his right hand, and he punched the Fire Flame Lion.

Bam!

The icy white gas exploded on the Fire Flame Lion's body, swiftly forming a thin layer of frost over its fur.

The Fire Flame Lion's form paused in mid-air, and just at this moment, the stern young man flashed to the right side of the lion's body and kicked forcefully at its waist.

Thud!

The massive body of the Fire Flame Lion slammed into the iron cage wall, emitting a dull sound.

"Roar!"

The Fire Flame Lion stood up, somewhat enraged, roared, and its fiery red fur swayed, enveloped in a faint layer of flames that melted the frost.

"I didn't expect you, beast, are showing signs of becoming a Spirit Beast."

The stern young man's face slightly tensed, with cold energy gathering in his palm.

The Fire Flame Lion's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, its body leaping up. Its sharp, pale golden claws slashed toward the stern young man.

"Ice Blade!"

The stern young man let out a low cry, the cold air in his right hand transforming into an icy white dagger, blocking the claws. However, the Fire Flame Lion's strength was far greater than his.

Crack!

The stern young man's face turned pale as the Ice Blade in his hand shattered, with the lion's claws slicing three blood streaks across his chest.

"Puh!"

The stern young man spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was sent flying backward.

The Fire Flame Lion clearly had no intention of sparing the stern young man, its fiery red tail swung fiercely in mid-air, slamming the young man to the ground.

The stern young man staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with deep fear.

The Fire Flame Lion pounced, pinning him to the ground, its scorching breath hitting his face, making the young man's entire body rigid.

The Fire Flame Lion's massive mouth was less than three feet away from his neck.

The atmosphere turned tense, and Mr. 0005's face was extremely grim.

"This Fire Flame Lion's power is roughly at the level of an Entry Level Ancient Martial Artist at the Peak stage. Coupled with its Demon Beast Body, an ordinary Entry Level Ancient Martial Artist would find it hard to subdue,"

Qin Yang murmured, eyes slightly narrowed.

However, the Fire Flame Lion did not attack again. Instead, with a hint of disdain in its eyes, it stepped away from the stern young man.

The winner of the match was determined, and once again, it was the Fire Flame Lion's victory.

"Next is the final round of the challenge. We welcome your warriors to step up and challenge. Please place your bets,"

said Xiao Xi, standing outside the iron cage in a bikini, addressing the crowd.

In this final round, everyone was more cautious, consulting the experts they had hired. As a result, very few placed bets.

"This lion is too powerful. I'm afraid no one will bet in this third round,"

Zhang Wanqing sighed, looking at the Fire Flame Lion in the cage.

"That's not necessarily true. I'm interested in giving it a try,"

Qin Yang shook his head and smiled.

"Qin, are you going to challenge this lion?"

Zhang Wanqing's gaze shifted to Qin Yang, surprised.

Qin Yang nodded, then entered a series of numbers into his betting device, leaving Zhang Wanqing stunned.

"Alright, betting is over. Let's look at the results on the big screen,"

said Xiao Xi, without much hope for the third round of betting, since the strength of the Gladiatorial Beast was evident to all. Nobody wanted to waste money unnecessarily.

The screen above the iron cage flickered, revealing two numbers.

The first number was the bettor's number, 1657, followed by the bet amount. And it was this amount that rendered the crowd silent, each face showing an array of reactions.

The amount was enormous, with eight zeros following the digit 2.

"Two hundred million?"

Xiao Xi stood there wide-eyed, as the challenge had never seen anyone bet the limit amount before.

"Who could it be, betting two hundred million? Could it be a mistake?"

Someone couldn't help but express the doubt everyone was thinking.

If it were twenty million, no one would think it strange, but adding an extra zero meant a whopping two hundred million, and someone had bet this after two consecutive failures.

"It can't be a mistake, the bet amount is entered twice; surely one can't make the same mistake twice,"

someone whispered.

Curious eyes began scanning the venue. Clearly, the VIP number was at the end, indicating it was a new guest who placed the bet.

"Congratulations to VIP number 1657, you have earned the qualification for the final challenge,"

said Xiao Xi, composing herself, and glanced around the room with a smile.

"Qin, you..."

Zhang Wanqing was increasingly unable to see through the young man beside him. While others didn't know who bet the two hundred million, he did. It was Qin Yang, right beside him.

"Qin Yang, are you really going to challenge that lion?"

Long Meiqing tugged on Qin Yang's sleeve, signaling him not to take that risk.

Qin Yang smiled slightly, nodded, then stood up under the gaze of everyone present, and walked towards the iron cage.

All eyes were on that figure. Although he wore a half-mask covering above his nose, his attire indicated that this challenger was quite young.

Clang!

The iron cage opened, and Qin Yang stepped inside.

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