MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 651 - 138: Returning to the Ancient Dream (30)

Chapter 651: Chapter 138: Returning to the Ancient Dream (30)

The ones detaining Gui He’s second brother were from the Leopard Tribe, and ever since Leopard Tooth had lost face, the entire Leopard Tribe had been humiliated. Not all beastmen were far-sighted; the Leopard Tribe had always prided themselves on being strong, and being defeated by the Turtle Tribe was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation they had experienced in a hundred years. Therefore, the Leopard Tribe sought revenge, a frenzied retaliation to wash away this disgrace.

All over the Turtle Tribe’s territories, their industries were being oppressed by the Leopard Tribe. It wasn’t the first time the Turtle Tribe’s second elder in the capital was being harassed by the Leopard Tribe. What else could he do but show weakness and beg for mercy?

Even with such oppression, the second elder did not blame Gui He, after all, the Turtle Tribe was easily bullied. How could they not be, having no offensive capabilities, and with the ancestor always overseas, hiding here and there? If there was anyone to blame, it was themselves for being too weak.

However, the Turtle Tribe was also actively seeking a patron, and they were just about to succeed.

Following the Turtle Tribe’s second elder, the two of them arrived at a fighting arena run by the Leopard Tribe, which was already packed with people. On the towering stage, a member of the Leopard Tribe was mercilessly beating the second elder’s son.

Perhaps having been beaten too long, Gui He’s second brother was already delirious, forgetting how to defend himself. Punch after solid punch landed on his face, swelling his entire head, snot and blood mixed together, almost rendering his face unrecognizable.

Seeing his son so humiliated, the Turtle Tribe’s second elder was furious and immediately yelled, "Stop!"

Unfortunately, the leopard-man on stage didn’t listen at all and kept punching down, each blow harder than the last.

"You!" The Turtle Tribe’s second elder’s face changed slightly, and he turned to the old Leopard Head not far away, saying gravely, "Mr. Bao Si, we can sit down and talk if there’s an issue. This is a sensitive time, and if we disrupt the normal progress of the fights, neither of us can bear this sin."

Bao Si grinned, "Turtle’s second elder, are you trying to scare me?" Glancing towards the stage and giving a signal, the Leopard Tribe man beat away even more fiercely, showing no mercy even as Gui He’s second brother collapsed to the ground.

"Bao Si! What the hell do you want?!"

"Simple. Your son lost a good deal of money at my gambling den. Shouldn’t you, as his father, repay his debts?"

The Turtle Tribe’s second elder knew all too well that although his son was useless, he never gambled. Lang Si was just making excuses.

"If my son has lost money, I can give you all that cargo." Knowing Bao Si’s goal, the Turtle Tribe’s second elder had no choice but to concede.

"Not enough. That cargo is worth so little. Your son owes us five million Gold Coins."

Five million Gold Coins?

At those words, not only did the Turtle Tribe’s second elder gasp, but so did everyone watching. They thought to themselves that the Leopard Tribe was truly ruthless—this was squeezing the Turtle Tribe to death!

"Impossible!" The Turtle Tribe’s second elder wasn’t stupid. "My son never gambles. How could he possibly owe such a vast debt?!"

"It’s okay if you don’t believe me, and you don’t have to repay for your son if you don’t want to," Bao Si declared, "I’ve made a repayment plan for him: he works in my fighting arena, and for every punch he takes, one Gold Coin is deducted from his debt. How about that, fair price, isn’t it?"

Not just fair, but exceedingly generous. However, to repay a total of five million Gold Coins would mean enduring five million punches—who could possibly withstand that?

"You!" The Turtle Tribe’s second elder knew Bao Si was pressuring him. If he didn’t accept this debt, his son would likely be beaten to death by Lang Si today, but if he accepted the debt, the Turtle Tribe would be nearly finished!

In the midst of the Turtle Tribe’s second elder’s indecision, Gui He stood up and addressed Bao Si, "I want to know how my second brother gambled with you, or rather, what did he bet on?"

Bao Si’s mouth curled into a smile as he looked at Gui He, "Oh? You want to play too?"

"Of course. Perhaps I could win back everything my second brother owes."

"Hahaha, it’s quite simple. Your second brother bet in my gambling den that he could defeat our Leopard Tribe warriors, betting one hundred thousand Gold Coins on each match." Bao Si clapped his hands, "And your second brother lost fifty matches. We have witnesses, and even if this goes to the adjudication office, my Leopard Tribe is in the right."

The bet was certainly real, but Gui He’s second brother would never have bet on so many fights. It was more likely that he was coerced into continuing after the third match; otherwise, only a fool would keep losing fifty times in a row.

However, Gui He didn’t care about that and spoke up, "An interesting bet. I’d like to give it a try. I wonder if your Leopard Tribe would be interested in taking it on?"

"Hahaha, my Leopard Tribe has only opened two businesses in the capital: one is the gambling den, and the other is the fighting arena. As long as it involves these businesses, my Leopard Tribe will definitely see it through to the end. However, little guy, you’ll need your family’s elders’ consent to participate; otherwise, who will the Leopard Tribe come to collect from when the time comes?" Bao Si’s eyes narrowed slightly, filled with malice.

The Turtle Tribe’s second elder also pulled Gui He closer and said in a deep voice, "You don’t want to live? Get out of here and seek help from the Fox Tribe!"

"Uncle, trust me this time." There was a chilly glint in Gui He’s eyes; to be honest, the Leopard Tribe’s actions this time had crossed his bottom line, and he was intent on giving these arrogant bastards a harsh lesson!

Seeing Gui He’s resolute attitude, and recalling the news of how Gui He had once severely beaten Bao Ya, perhaps only Gui He could break today’s impasse.

Gui Lao Er sighed and released his grip, saying, "He Er, be mindful of your own strength."

Upon hearing the address "He Er," Bao Si suddenly realized, "You’re Gui He?!"

"Yes."

Upon receiving confirmation, Bao Si burst into laughter, clapping his hands, "Excellent, excellent, searching high and low to no avail, the Bao Clan has had such a hard time finding you. Who would have thought you’d deliver yourself to our doorstep today? How wonderful!"

With Gui He’s identity revealed, the surrounding spectators suddenly became more interested. Although the defeat of Bao Ya wasn’t earth-shattering news, many were aware of it.

The Bao Clan had been searching high and low for Gui He, to no avail. Today, with the Bao Clan and Gui He’s encounter, there was a good show to watch.

To avenge their former disgrace, Bao Si directly dispatched the strongest young warrior at hand, "Bao Li, you go."

"Yes!"

The nominated Bao Clan warrior leaped onto the stage, first kicking Gui He’s older brother off and then slapping one of his own people down from the stage.

This Bao Li was clearly brutal, ruthless enough to hit his own comrades.

Gui He flipped back onto the stage, asking Lang Li, "Are there any rules?"

"No rules, just a fight to the death," Bao Li grinned and instantly launched a surprise attack on Gui He.

As one of the young generation, Bao Li possessed combat strength comparable to the early stage of the Second Transition, which was impressive. However, Gui He, having received Lu Hong’s heritage, had already surpassed this limit.

The battle was destined to be unequal, and Gui He had no intention of letting the Bao Clan off the hook. Since the other party declared it a fight to the death, then let it be death!

A flash of blood, and Bao Li’s arm was chopped off at the root, crashing down heavily onto the stage.

Bao Li’s eyes widened in disbelief. Damn it, damn it, he hadn’t even seen what had happened!

At that moment, Bao Si stood up abruptly, disbelieving the scene before him. Almost instantly, how was this possible?!

Having chopped off Bao Li’s arm, Gui He didn’t let up, charging forward and infusing a huge amount of blood energy into his foot when he savagely kicked the opponent’s abdomen.

Bao Li was sent flying like a cannonball.

A surge of blood energy flooded his body, rampaging through his vitals without restraint. The guy was basically beyond saving.

Bao Li could have struggled a bit against Gui He, not losing so miserably, but it could only be blamed on Gui He’s rapid growth.

For the Bao Clan, Gui He was still at the level where he could defeat a First Transition Lang Li, so Bao Li didn’t take Gui He seriously at first, not even using a third of his strength.

Following Bao Li’s instant defeat, exclamations broke out from all around. Gui Lao Er’s eyes also widened; Gui He’s combat power definitely shattered his worldview.

Gui He, holding his longsword, looked at Bao Si and said, "One on one is too slow. Bring on as many as you have; I’ll take them all on!"

"Fine!" Seeing Gui He’s tremendous strength, Bao Si immediately ordered all the young Bao Clan warriors to take up the challenge.

Looking at the hundred Bao people rushing the stage, Gui He chuckled, "Mr. Bao Si, if I win, how do we settle the wager?"

"You’ll owe the Bao Clan five million Gold Coins!" Bao Si didn’t believe it—could you really defeat a hundred of our clan’s warriors?

"Good, since Mr. Bao Si is so generous, I’ll gladly accept this money!"

As his words fell, a hundred Bao people simultaneously unleashed their Bloodline Power, engulfing Gui He.