Chapter 859 A Bet

"Darren." Scott called out his name. His pleasure was evident on his face.

Darren could not help but reflect back that same joy upon seeing Scott again. It had been decades of years since they last saw each other. "Long time no see, Scott."

Although they were both pleased to see one another again, now was not a good time for small talks. Their brief greeting had to suffice as they faced all the elders in the hall.

Chandler gazed at Darren's face for some time. His eyes were gleaming with appreciation.

"So you're Darren that everyone's talking about?"

"Yes, sir." Darren confirmed.

"I've always wondered how come you've become a rival of those senior holy warriors if you're still at a lower level? Is it because of your bold and impulsive personality? Or is it really because you are capable enough? Let me see what kind of strength you possess." From the other side of the hall, the senior holy warrior Leighton watched Darren intently. He released a steady stream of spiritual sense to probe over Darren.

Suddenly, he cried out, full of wonder. "What the hell? What a weird and uncanny aura this fellow has! I can't even get through it and check his cultivation base."

Noting Leighton's futile attempt to get through Darren's aura, the other senior holy warriors joined in as well. Together, they released their respective spiritual senses.

Among them was Chilton. In his case, he also used a strong suppressing force in the hope of breaking through Darren's aura.

But Darren only snorted at Chilton's efforts. His intimidation tactic wasn't working on him. With that, he let out his own powerful spiritual sense and dashed towards Chilton. It all happened so fast that Chilton could not help but draw back by the force.

The entire area fell in a shocked silence. Nobody moved or spoke. Darren's strength was unexpected and had caught everyone off guard.

Horror and rage devoured Chilton. His face twisted in rage and fire flared in his eyes. He was supposed to humiliate Darren in front of all these people, but his plans had backfired.

It took a moment for him to calm down. "You little rogue, it seems like you've been training hard recently. Do you remember what we agreed on? Since you didn't die outside, we should fulfill our agreement and have a fair fight now. What do you think?"

Despite Darren's sudden display of powerful spiritual sense, Chilton still believed that he was more powerful than the younger man in martial arts skills.

Darren only shook his head. "As much as I want to end this right now, I'm afraid I have to refuse. I'm not foolish enough to set aside the crisis we're currently facing."

But Chilton would not stand for this. "Are you backing out on our bet, you little rascal? You piece of trash truly belong to that trashy Sacred Palace."

"When did I say that I wanted to back out? You old bastard!" thundered Darren. Chilton's words had hit its target and Darren felt insulted by it. Before long, Darren had his hand on his sword, a hair's length away from pouncing on Chilton.

"Get a hold on yourself! How dare you speak to the master like that? You insolent fool!" The senior holy warrior beside Chilton barked at Darren.

Und

. Even if you kneel before me and kowtow a hundred times, I won't let you go." This time, Darren was serious.

Chilton gritted his teeth and barked, "Fine! Everyone has heard what this boy said. Who would tolerate such offensive rogue? No one! I won't let him stand there and continue flinging mud at everyone's faces."

"Stop talking nonsense! If you have guts, come after me!"

Darren roared before flying out.

Boom!

The earth cracked and a battle platform in the likeness of a lotus rose from the ground in front of the Sacred Palace.

This platform was one of the most precious treasures of Chandler's clan. It was sturdy enough to withstand battles between holy emperors. It could definitely survive the battle between Chilton and Darren and prevent the damage from spreading further out the regions.

Wind whistled around them, sending Darren's robe rustling in the air. He stood tall and erect as if he could dominate the entire world.

Chilton followed behind him. His entire body was prepared to fight.

To his surprise, Darren raised a hand in placation. "Hold on!"

"Are you kidding me, boy? Don't tell me that you have at last come to your senses. I won't let you back out anymore. Speak quickly while you still got the chance!" Chilton said, scornfully.

Darren simply glared at him but he didn't bother responding to his taunts. He turned to the crowd and said loudly, "Everyone, do we agree on the bet I have proposed?"

At that, Leighton could not stop himself from bellowing, "Darren! You dare mention that bet again!" With Darren's current level, it was no doubt he would die in this battle. Leighton may not care about Darren very much, but he didn't want the Sacred Palace to submit to the three major clans. Fear gripped him at the very thought of that happening.

"Bravery is one thing, but foolishness is another. His recklessness has overshadowed his rational judgment. A person like him can never escape the doom of death, no matter how talented he might be." The senior holy warrior Gabriel could only sigh in pity for Darren. It was obvious to him that Darren would not survive this battle.