Before the duel, some spectators placed bets with two-to-one odds favoring Flynn’s victory. Betting a hundred million dollars on Flynn would yield a profit of 50 million dollars if he won.
In contrast, the odds for Sebastian’s victory were one-to-1.5. These odds indicated that the bookmaker had greater confidence in Flynn’s chances of winning.
Many flocked to the bet, but most of them betted on Flynn’s victory for one simple reason- Flynn started the duel, and he carried himself with confidence.
Moreover, there were rumors about Flynn’s extraordinary fighting capabilities that rendered him invincible.
Although the odds were lower for Flynn’s victory, Flynn stood a higher chance of winning.
Only a few people bet on Sebastian, all for the high returns. The bookmaker couldn’t help but lament at the majority who betted on Flynn, and he wondered if he might suffer a huge loss.
Flynn had arrived at the venue half an hour before the duel, but Sebastian did not show up after a while. The crowd started growing uneasy when Sebastian was nowhere to be found near the time of the duel.
Someone questioned, “What’s wrong? Why isn’t Sebastian Wilder here yet? Is he too afraid to show up?”
As more people started having doubts, Flynn’s expression soured. Although he was able to leave the duel with his head held high even if Sebastian refused to show up, this situation wasn’t what he had expected.
He wanted to get rid of Sebastian with his own hands. Without Sebastian in his path, he believed it was only a matter of time before he won Lana’s heart.
“Sebastian Wilder, you coward! Show up now!” he bellowed when his opponent still hadn’t shown up as the time ticked closer to 11:00 am.
His voice, filled with divine energy, rumbled so loudly that half of the island could hear him. His energy shocked the spectators. Even some older warriors sighed at Flynn’s level.
“Flynn York, are you so desperate to die?” Flynn immediately received a response. The speaker did not speak loudly, but everyone was able to hear him clearly.
The spectators looked in the direction and found a few people hurrying toward the venue. One of them was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses, whom everyone assumed to be Sebastian.
“That’s Sebastian Wilder!” The jaws of Merlin, Elena, and Nelson dropped to the floor when they recognized Sebastian. They looked as if they had come across a ghost.
“Is that really him? That’s impossible!”
“I thought I destroyed his cultivation base? It would’ve taken him a while to rebuild it. How is it possible for him to beat a grandmaster in such a short time?”
The three of them seemed perplexed.
At the same time, Flynn grew murderous at the sight of his opponent. “I thought you were too afraid to show up!”
Sebastian let out an icy chuckle. “What made you think so?”
“Very well. You’re a brave one. Too bad you have nothing aside from courage. You shall die under my sword today!” While speaking, Sebastian unsheathed his sword. The long blade glimmered under the sunlight, looking threatening.
Sebastian silently held his sword with a smile. He might have feared Flynn before taking the Nourishing Pills. However, he was confident in taking down ten Flynn Yorks now that he had consumed the Nourishing Pills.
