Chu Qingyun had previously set a condition: only those who bet over a thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid could participate in this wager.
Therefore, most of the people who came to watch had no financial stake in the outcome; they were purely here to see a fight.
They didn't care who won or lost, whether someone took an elixir or anything else. All they wanted was to see an intense battle.
Besides, they had seen too many drawn-out, messy fights.
They even felt that battles like Chu Qingyun's—where he always obliterated his opponents in just a few moves—were the truly spectacular ones!
'Damn it...'
Elder Qin before him, the roaring crowd around him, and the unyielding refusal of Xia He, Xiao Feng, and the others to back down all placed immense pressure on Dong Jingshan.
He naturally didn't want to let Chu Qingyun, who stood on the dueling platform, get away with this. But even if he stubbornly persisted and sent more men up, they would be no match for Chu Qingyun!
