2689 Not Simple

"I don't think so. He seems confident in his words," said King Qin.

Concealed behind the curtains, King Qin and the Third Prince could hear the ongoing conversation between Zhou An and Duan Ling Tian.

"Alright! I, Zhou An, agree to this bet of yours! However, are you sure you won't repudiate if you lose?" Zhou An did not seem to believe Duan Ling Tian.

"Don't worry…It's only 100,000 prominent Celestial Stones which isn't a big deal to me. However, since you've said so, I'm more worried that you might repudiate," said Duan Ling Tian doubtfully.

"Bullsh*t! I'm the dignified Deputy Sect Leader of the Poison King Sect. Am I someone who'd go back on his word?!" Zhou An replied in rage.

"Who knows?" Duan Ling Tian continued.

"It seems like you guys don't trust each other…Let me be your mediator!" said The Third Prince aloud as he stood up from his luxurious seat, made his way out through the curtains, and appeared among the guests of honor.

"Greetings, Third Prince!" the guests of honor greeted him respectfully. The Third Prince was King Qin's biological brother and one of the mansion's handful of Peak Great Overarching Golden Celestial powerhouses. His strength came second only to King Qin. Therefore, it was only natural that he became King Qin's spokesperson. He was even the host of the Martial Competition of the Sixteen Counties.

"How's that? If you guys trust me, I'll be the mediator and safeguard your wagers. When the victor's decided, I'll give the wagers to the winner of the bet." The Third Prince soon arrived among the members of the Flying Dragon Sect and the Poison King Sect.

"Of course, I trust the Third Prince!" Zhou An was nervous when he learned that the bet between him and Duan Ling Tian had caught the Third Prince's attention. At the same time, he drew out an empty Spatial Ring, placed 50,000 prominent Celestial Stones in it, and handed it over to the Third Prince.

"With the Third Prince as the mediator, I'm not afraid that he'll repudiate," said Duan Ling Tian as he drew out a Spatial Ring as well, placed 100,000 prominent Celestial Stones, and handed it over to the Third Prince.

The Third Prince examined both Spatial Rings and nodded. "The amounts are correct. However..." He gazed at Duan Ling Tian and smiled gently. "You're the Revered Elder of the Flying Dragon Sect, am I right? Can you tell me why are you so optimistic about Chu Yan?"

"I overheard part of your conversation earlier. You mentioned that Chu Yan's more composed compared to Yang Jin…If one of them gets distracted and reveals his flaws, you're confident that it'll be Yang Jin instead of Chu Yan? I wonder why," the Third Prince continued to ask.

"Actually, it's just a wild guess." In reply to the Third Prince's inquiry, Duan Ling Tian continued to add on, "I feel that Chu Yan managed to stay low in the past instead of displaying his talents and true strength up until now. That's why he's the dark horse of the Martial Competition of the Sixteen Counties…It says that Chu Yan's extremely composed," Duan Ling Tian blurted his thoughts and judgment.

"It…it makes sense." The Third Prince was dazed for a moment. He nodded after he regained his senses because he could not refute Duan Ling Tian at all.

From their past experience, indeed, Chu Yan had shown tremendous self-control. However, it was not valid to conclude that Yang Jin was impatient.

"Hahaha..." Zhou An laughed aloud and stopped immediately when he noticed the Third Prince right in front of him. He proceeded to look at Duan Ling Tian scornfully and said, "Although it makes sense, why do you think Yang Jin will be the first to lose his cool? Considering his opponent is on par with him, I'm sure anyone in his shoes will definitely give his all and be extremely cautious!"

Indeed, Duan Ling Tian had a point, but it was insufficient to say that Chu Yan would ultimately defeat Yang Jin! Besides, Yang Jin was not easy to deal with. Even the guests of honor thought so too. They were left in disappointment because they had anticipated compelling reasons from him. Alas, he failed to fulfill their expectations!

"Revered Elder Tian Ling, you're being impulsive," said Huang Guang Ji via Voice Transmission.

Although Duan Ling Tian had a point, Huang Guang Ji felt that Chu Yan only had a slightly higher chance of winning against Yang Jin at 60%.

'Why would the Revered Elder Tian Ling say he's 90% confident?!' He could not figure it out.

Duan Ling Tian continued via Voice Transmission, "Deputy Sect Leader Huang, patience…Even if I lose, I'm not using the sect's prominent Celestial Stones."

"That's not what I meant..." Huang Guang Ji forced a smile.

By this moment, the Third Prince had returned back to his luxurious seat behind the curtains. "I thought that the primitive Celestial Alchemist Revered Elder of Flying Sect Dragon was able to convince me… But, it seems like Chu Yan's only slightly at advantage, it's not worth betting 100,000 prominent Celestial Stones on him," said the disappointed Third Prince shaking his head.

"Not necessarily," King Qin disapproved.

"Hm? What do you mean, Big Brother?" asked the Third Prince curiously.

"In this match, there's a 90% chance that Yang Jin will lose!" said King Qin.

"90%? Why would you say so?" the Third Prince continued to ask.

Even after Duan Ling Tian had explained his point, the Third Prince still felt that Chu Yan had only a 60% chance of winning the match. However, now King Qin said that it was 90% instead! If it was true, increasing the bet would be a smart move!

At this moment, Qin Yu, who was indifferent toward the betting and commotion that were happening outside, had become curious as to why his eldest uncle would claim the secret weapon from Fair Mountain County and that there was a 90% chance that Yang Jin would be defeated.

"If the primitive Celestial Alchemist Revered Elder of the Flying Dragon Sect didn't mention how Chu Yan displayed his composure, I thought it'd be a 50-50 chance of winning between Chu Yan and Yang Jin." King Qin sighed. "I've observed Yang Jin's every single match…Indeed, he's much more impatient compared to Chu Yan!

"His previous opponents were far weaker than him. That's why it wasn't obvious when he's impatient, hence it didn't cross my mind at all. I reckon the primitive Celestial Alchemist Revered Elder of the Flying Dragon Sect sensed it earlier," continued King Qin. His eyes were fixated on the black figure seated among the guests of honor.

"Is that so? I would've determined that Yang Jin's inferior to Chu Yan if I'd sensed it. But how did the primitive Celestial Alchemist Revered Elder of the Flying Dragon Sect manage to sense it? Could his cultivation level be higher than mine?" said the Third Prince in disbelief.

"As long as one has a keen eye for detail, even a Yellow Stage Great Overarching Golden Celestial can sense it easily," said King Qin. "This primitive Celestial Alchemist Revered Elder of the Flying Dragon Sect is not as simple as he seems to be!" He finally came to a conclusion.

Soon, an hour had passed. Chu Yan and Yang Jin were still competing and they were still equally matched.

"Fighters, watch out! Behold my attack!" announced the presider of the Martial Competition of the Sixteen Counties, much to the audience's thrill.

The moment had come for the victor to finally emerge!