Chapter 752: The Bet

Ye Feng and his two companions lost track of those Level 9 warriors and accidentally ended up in the combat area of Level 10 warriors. Moreover, the Level 10 warriors on their side were already engaged in a confrontation with those from the foreign realm.
The appearance of the three of them left Immortal speechless, and even the leader, Tian Dao, frowned slightly.
Ye Feng mustered up courage and led Luo Yan and Jin Wen into their own faction’s ranks.
At that moment, a warrior from the foreign realm burst into laughter. “Your human faction really lacks talent—you even brought along Level 6 warriors.”
Hearing this, the many warriors in the foreign realm’s faction all laughed at Ye Feng and his companions.
The human faction’s expressions turned grim, and some warriors glanced at Ye Feng and his companions with disdain.
“Is it that funny?” A voice suddenly rang out across the scene.
Everyone turned toward the source of the voice—it was Ye Feng.
He stepped forward and appeared right in front of Tian Dao, staring coldly at those Level 10 warriors from the foreign realm. “I guarantee that at least twenty out of these fifty of you are no match for me.”
These words immediately caused a stir.
Not only were the warriors from the foreign realm faction incredulous, but even those in the human faction thought Ye Feng was being presumptuous.
Ordinary Level 6 warriors had a divine power integration level of around 50, with few exceeding 60. Even the most talented among them rarely reached 75. But a Level 10 warrior had a divine power integration level of at least 90, usually around 100. Some seasoned warriors could reach around 120, while a few extraordinary individuals could surpass 150. Those above 200 were extremely rare—fewer than ten in total. As for those above 300, combined across both the foreign realm and the human world, there were fewer than the fingers on one hand.
Moreover, a Level 10 warrior was like an elephant compared to a ant—a vast advantage. The idea that a Level 6 warrior could defeat a Level 10 warrior could only come from someone without common sense. Since Ye Feng said such a thing now, they saw him as someone lacking common sense.
What they didn’t know was that Ye Feng dared say this because, even before entering the secret realm, Immortal had introduced each of those foreign realm warriors one by one.

There were a total of fifty-two top warriors at the tenth level in the Outer Lands. Among them, five had a divine power fusion level below 100. Twenty had a fusion level between 100 and 120. Eighteen had a fusion level between 120 and 150. Two had a fusion level over 180, one had a level above 200, and one had a level above 300.
Based on the divine power fusion level, only four of these fifty-two warriors in the Outer Lands were stronger than Ye Feng. However, according to Bu Sou, many races in the Outer Lands were extremely difficult to deal with. Although Ye Feng’s divine power fusion level was as high as 177, his cultivation level was only that of a sixth-level warrior. Moreover, he had to be wary of opponents belonging to special races who might use unique tactics. Therefore, he tried to avoid those with a fusion level above 120 whenever possible. But in actual combat, as long as an opponent’s fusion level was below 140, it was almost impossible for them to defeat Ye Feng. Against those with a divine power strength around 150, Ye Feng could still stand a chance.
Saying that twenty opponents were not a match for him was actually a conservative estimate on Ye Feng’s part.
In his own camp, aside from Luo Yan and Jin Wen, only Bu Sou and Tian Dao knew that Ye Feng wasn’t exaggerating. As for the others, they thought his words were completely unreliable, showing their impatience.
“We have fifty-two people here. You say you can defeat twenty of them?” The leader of the opposing camp stepped forward and laughed loudly.
That man’s aura was clearly no weaker than Bu Sou’s. He was the only powerful being in this expedition from the Outer Lands whose divine power strength exceeded 300. Bu Sou had previously emphasized that this man was the leader of the Devouring Clan. Before Bu Sou’s own divine power strength improved, only Tian Dao in the human camp could defeat him. But now, their strengths seemed to be comparable.
Such a formidable presence made Ye Feng wary. He glanced at the man’s eyes—black eyes without any white, pitch black and swirling like black holes, sending chills down one’s spine.
“Don’t look at his eyes!” Bu Sou transmitted a message to Ye Feng and the other two, “His eyes can absorb a person’s soul power and control their soul.”
Ye Feng and the others immediately averted their gazes.
The strong man laughed triumphantly twice before continuing, “I don’t even need you to defeat all twenty of us. If you can win two battles in a row, then the permission to open this gate will be given to you.”

At this point, his voice paused slightly. “However, if you fail to win two matches in a row, the right to open that door will go to us!”
After saying that, he turned to Tian Dao. “Tian Dao, do you dare take this bet?”
Tian Dao glanced at the Immortal beside him. The Immortal nodded at him, after which Tian Dao replied, “I can accept the bet, but I have a condition. Powerhouses of our generation are not allowed to interfere in this contest. Otherwise, the bet would be meaningless.”
In fact, by “our generation,” Tian Dao did not mean just himself and the other party, but rather the powerful beings from the same era as them—such as the Immortal—and those from both camps whose skill integration level was above 150.
It should be noted that the Immortal also had a decent talent for skill integration, with his level previously at 128. So, some established powerhouses had similar skill integration levels to the Immortal. Even among the strong, those above 140 were rare, and those above 150 were even rarer.
By setting such a restriction, Tian Dao effectively ruled out the possibility of powerhouses with skill integration levels above 150 from interfering in this contest. Even most those with skill integration levels above 140 no longer had the right to participate.
However, this seemed reasonable to everyone. If powerhouses with skill integration levels above 200 were allowed to get involved, there would be no need for a competition at all. On the human side, fewer than five people could win. Moreover, powerhouses of the same generation as Tian Dao and the others, even if their skill levels weren’t extremely high, were still a notch above those with similar skill levels—because they had practiced for far longer and used more techniques.
After hesitating for a moment, the leader of the outer regions agreed to Tian Dao’s request. “Why not?”
With that, he turned to a powerful warrior from his own camp. “Baric, go!”