"How much?"
Jiang Yang finally stopped laughing.
Qian Duoduo considered for a moment.
"Ten thousand, perhaps? So no one's efforts are wasted."
"You all?" Jiang Yang raised his chin.
"Junior Brother Duoduo is in high spirits; will you join him?"
The other eleven Blue Sword Sect disciples exchanged glances and all nodded.
"Thank you, Senior Brothers."
Qian Duoduo bowed for the third time and took out twelve Storage Pouches, each containing ten thousand gold coins.
"Please place your bets, Senior Brothers."
The twelve Storage Pouches were laid out in a line on the Martial Arts Stage, looking quite impressive.
The Green Sword Disciples below the stage no longer had any interest in the fight above; their attention was entirely on their actions.
At this point, the Inner Sect Disciples, including Jiang Yang, had to place their bets, otherwise, they would be deemed to have refused the challenge.
Jiang Yang readily threw out a Storage Pouch, placing it in the first position.
Qian Duoduo's and his Storage Pouch stood side by side; whoever won would take both.
The Blue Sword Sect disciples then placed their Storage Pouches.
Twenty-four Storage Pouches arranged in two rows made many Green Sword Disciples' eyes gleam.
The two Green Sword Disciples on the stage, unaware of what was happening, had no desire to continue their match and hastily settled for a draw, both jumping off the Martial Arts Stage.
"I'll go first, Brother."
Jiang Yang gestured to the other Blue Sword Sect disciples and slowly walked onto the Martial Arts Stage, first puffing out his chest and raising his head, showing off his good physique.
He beckoned to Qian Duoduo with his left hand and said softly, "Duoduo, come!"
Qian Duoduo feigned a dazed expression and walked onto the stage.
As his feet touched the stage, Jiang Yang opposite him let out a loud shout, and a thick, large chain had already flown in front of Qian Duoduo.
At the end of the chain, a black iron heavy hammer the size of a water vat swept across with a whooshing sound.
This Jiang Yang, outwardly polite and friendly, was unusually ruthless in his actions.
If Qian Duoduo had been lulled into a false sense of security by him, he would have immediately been defeated by his sneak attack and full-power strike.
"Oh no!"
Qian Duoduo let out an exclamation and put up a wall of Spiritual Awareness in front of him.
The black iron heavy hammer crashed into the Spiritual Awareness wall, as if stuck in mud, and slowed down.
Qian Duoduo jumped backward, shouting:
"Senior Brother Jiang, please show mercy!"
With his right hand gripping the Soul Blade condensed from Spiritual Awareness, Qian Duoduo slashed at the chain.
The chain immediately went limp.
Before the black iron heavy hammer could hit the ground, Jiang Yang lifted it with his right hand and grabbed it with his left, swinging the heavy hammer on the chain again.
His chain was five zhang long, and Qian Duoduo's Soul Blade was nine chi five cun long; both were long Magical Artifacts, and maintaining a certain distance from the opponent was considered safe.
Jiang Yang's footwork was agile, advancing and retreating, appearing to be at ease.
After a few rounds, Qian Duoduo was unwilling to continue the entanglement; there were still eleven more opponents, and he couldn't reveal too much.
Qian Duoduo raised his Soul Blade and fiercely chopped at Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang retreated, and Qian Duoduo flicked his Soul Blade; the Azure Dragon on the Soul Blade let out a long cry, detached from the blade, and flew straight at Jiang Yang's face.
Jiang Yang sneered and threw the heavy hammer at the Azure Dragon.
However, before his heavy hammer could return to his hand, Qian Duoduo, carrying his Soul Blade, suddenly appeared beside him and slashed diagonally downwards.
Jiang Yang remained unhurried, shaking his hammer chain; the chain and hammer actually separated, and he used the iron chain to block the Soul Blade's blade.
Just as he was about to speak, Qian Duoduo saw that they were less than a foot apart, and he exerted his right foot, kicking him on his butt.
"Ouch!"
Jiang Yang's face changed drastically, and he let out a strange cry of pain.
Before he could dodge, Qian Duoduo's right foot landed, and his left foot flew up, kicking him on his butt again.
At this, he could no longer steady himself, and he fell face-first onto the stage, throwing the iron chain aside.
Qian Duoduo, holding his Soul Blade, continued to kick him, one foot after another, giving him no time to catch his breath, until he kicked him off the Martial Arts Stage.
