Romantic Medical Immortal

"Yang Cheng, what’s happening here? Surely, they’re not making them fight lions?"

Kong Lingwen finally snapped out of his shock, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Even before Yang Cheng could answer, the beasts from other cages started emerging.

The massive Vajra Ape and black bear let out a roar that sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

There was also the ton-heavy Kuang Niu and two ferocious demon wolves, and naturally, the king of the beasts—a giant tiger with a menacing gaze.

Even though the beasts were still caged, they managed to invoke both fear and excitement in the crowd.

Today’s beast fighting arena was sure to be spectacular, bound to have blood splattering all over the place, with several warriors being torn apart and devoured by the beasts, leaving not even a scrap of bone behind.

The audience felt both anxious and thrilled seeing these giant beasts. Even more so for the contenders on the field, who knew full well the danger they faced. The few who had been brimming with confidence moments ago now had eyes filled with terror.

The young man hid at the back, trembling, his eyes reddened as he clenched his teeth to keep from crying out.

"Why are the beasts so large tonight? There’s no way we can win, this is a suicide mission!"

"No way! I’m not participating, get me out of here!"

The burly man shouted frantically, then rushed to the exit, pounding on the door, desperate to escape the arena.

Bang!

With a gunshot, a bloody hole appeared on the man’s body, and he collapsed to the ground limply.

"Warriors, deserters meet this fate, so I hope none of you attempt to flee. Give your utmost effort in the arena, and if you succeed, you’ll change your life forever."

The woman’s voice had shifted from being coy to commanding and authoritative.

The men looked at each other, eyes still filled with fear, but none dared to run.

Running now would mean certain death, but staying to fight the beasts offered a slim chance of survival. And if they succeeded, they would receive a massive reward.

After a brief moment of silence, they resigned to their fate, standing quietly in place, awaiting the woman’s instructions.

"Next, we’ll have random pairings. Which opponent you face will depend on your luck."

The large screen began rolling rapidly, then revealed the pairing results.

The strongest among them, Kuang Niu, was matched against the two demon wolves. Though facing two beasts, the demon wolves were the smallest and easiest to deal with compared to the other options.

"Hahaha! Looks like I got lucky! Good luck to the rest of you!"

Kuang Niu laughed triumphantly, flaunting it to the others.

Their faces darkened instantly; moments ago, they had been praying in their hearts to draw the demon wolves, as it was their best chance. The other beasts were too large to overcome.

Next, the other matches were revealed, and everyone wore grave expressions. The slender young man ended up drawing the Vajra Ape.

Though the tiger was the king of beasts, those familiar with the beast fighting arena knew the Vajra Ape was actually the most dangerous beast here.

Not only was it huge and agile, but its intelligence was higher than the other beasts. In the arena, it almost always finished the fights the fastest.

Moreover, this beast was extremely ruthless, tearing people apart on the spot, devouring them until not even bone fragments remained.

"That boy is done for, encountering the Vajra Ape!"

"Sending him to the arena was just to make up the numbers. Against those other beasts, he might have had a slight chance with his Poison Technique, but there’s no chance against the Vajra Ape."

"Poor thing! Better luck in the next life, eh?"

People looked sympathetically at the young man in the arena; his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn’t help but tremble as he looked at the massive Vajra Ape.

"Yang Cheng, what do we do now? There’s no way he can beat that beast!"

Kong Lingwen frowned deeply; she couldn’t bear to see the young man brutally torn apart.

Seeing her so anxious, Yang Cheng leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to help him."

"Really? How will you help?"

Kong Lingwen’s eyes lit up with interest.

"You’ll see in a moment."

Yang Cheng gave a confident smile, looking at the young man with a firm gaze, believing him to be capable. In moments of life and death, such individuals often unleash tremendous potential.

"Everyone, you can place your bets now. There are six contestants; choose one by pressing their number and enter the amount you wish to wager. The money will be deducted from your cards; after all matches conclude, the winner’s prize will be credited to their card."

When Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen entered, they provided their card numbers, which had tens of billions, more than enough for them to splurge.

As the woman spoke, people were already placing their bets.

Listening to the discussions around him, Yang Cheng knew most people would choose Kuang Niu, who was the biggest and a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.

Though this person indeed had strength, Yang Cheng didn’t believe he could defeat the two demon wolves.

Despite their small size, the demon wolves cooperated well and were willing to sacrifice for each other, which was the most deadly aspect.

Judging by Kuang Niu’s complacent demeanor, he likely underestimated the two demon wolves entirely.

Underestimating opponents is the biggest taboo in this arena, so Kuang Niu was already halfway to losing. Yang Cheng thought he was likely to fail, so he wouldn’t bet on him.

As for the others, their terrified expressions made victory seem unlikely, so Yang Cheng’s gaze finally landed on the young man’s number.

He swiftly entered the young man’s number on the screen, wagering ten billion.

Seeing his move, Kong Lingwen widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Yang Cheng, what are you doing? You actually bet ten billion on him?"

For the current Yang Cheng, ten billion was just a trivial sum, but Kong Lingwen still felt a pang of ache.

She couldn’t help the young man directly, so betting just one million was enough. If the boy was lucky and survived, as the highest backers, they could take him away and set him free.

Who would have thought Yang Cheng would be so reckless, betting ten billion right off the bat?

Even with many rich and powerful in attendance, none would wager so extravagantly.

The betting data quickly appeared on the big screen, although it only showed seat numbers, not real identities.

People glanced up, eager to see the betting results, and were stunned to find ten billion bet on Wu Ji.

"Hahaha! What fool bet so much on Wu Ji? Are they nuts?"

His words set off a wave of disbelief, and the arena erupted in excitement.