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Perhaps it was due to the narrow road between enemies, but the chance encounter with Dong Guzi really made George feel the magic of fate.
To be fair, Dong Guzi and George did not have any direct enmity, but George was naturally interested in his friends' enemies.
Moreover, George clearly remembered that the former Chief Druid Croesus and the Elf King Alvin witnessed Dong Guzi being separated from the corpse. However, when the beast hunting group was encircled and suppressed, George took the half-orcs from the animal hunting group. The leader accidentally learned that he was still alive, so now is a great opportunity to confirm the truth!
"As you can see, this fighter who came from nowhere has won several battles in a row. If he is allowed to defeat the former champion of this ring again, he will get the first prize of three hundred gold coins. ! Why don’t we also bet on the outcome of this dark horse’s last game!”
"pretty good idea!"
Dong Guzi accepted George's words, and at the same time, he waved his hand very covertly towards a corner of the room, and then showed a mysterious smile.
"I bet on the champion of the casino, 10,000 gold coins! This casino is my private property. I know exactly how much the champion I choose weighs. Challengers can only be challengers, and champions are still champions. It's like a full-body hair quilt. A lit pheasant, even if it looks like a phoenix when burning, will ultimately end up playing with fire and burning itself!"
"Don't underestimate the ability of the pheasant. You might drive the pheasant into a panic and it will need a backing before it dies, man!"
How could George not understand Dong Guzi's sarcasm? He glanced at the apologetic wealthy businessman Maier behind him. The businessman who hired George as his bettor unexpectedly gave up participating in this huge bet. Apparently Dong Guzi He was a little hesitant to make serious bets.
Businessmen are businessmen after all, and high profits and low risks are their eternal pursuit.
Since Maier gave up participating, facing Dong Guzi's 10,000 gold coins, George had to sacrifice all the chips he had on hand to compete with Dong Guzi - almost all of this money was won from Dong Guzi, and now they are all Bet on the "dark horse player" on the opposite side.
"Take it all or nothing, man!"
George leaned against the window sill and returned a meaningful smile to Dong Guzi. In the blind corner that no one noticed, countless filaments of blood energy were flying in the mid-air of the arena, connecting the George and the dark horse player in the arena!
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Even underground arenas have their own rules:
The challenger applies to compete, the loser is thrown out of the arena, and the winner can choose to continue challenging the stronger one and get a higher reward; or he can stop and step down with the dividends from the arena.
Like the onlookers around, the rules of the underground arena are simple and rough!
However, unlike the drills and routines that come and go between regular armies, the underground arena is more fierce and vicious. In addition to the restrictions of standard weapons and armor, fighting spirit, magic, curses, blessings, summons...
As long as they can defeat their opponents, gladiators often resort to all possible means. Broken bones and muscles are commonplace, and death from serious injuries or sudden death on the spot also happen from time to time!
However, this "dark horse player" who emerged out of nowhere can stand firm in this meat grinder-like arena! The nearly three-hour challenge only left him with a few inconspicuous bruises and scars, and the sweat on his body was far less than that of the punters in the audience who were shouting crazily for him!
"What a beautiful fight!"
When the dark horse player won the game against the barbarian and walked off the ring, a butler from the arena was already waiting for him to appear in the shadows. At the same time, the attendants on both sides also brought towels, tea, and bandages. Wait for disposable items.
Just by relying on the aroma overflowing from these objects, the dark horse player can easily conclude that the grade of these consumables is definitely higher than the "furnishings" provided in the waiting room that are full of mold and oil stains. Countless times!
It's a pity that the dark horse player still has no intention of taking over.
Under normal circumstances, the appearance of the butler in the arena often means that this player has been favored by a wealthy family. As long as he nods his head, he can become the rich man's attendant. From then on, he will bid farewell to the days of licking blood at the edge of a knife and become a master. I don't worry about money, food and clothing, so I only need to occasionally practice swordsmanship with the young master and play the piano with the young lady.
But this time, things are not that simple.
“These are just the most basic hospitality gifts, don’t worry!”
The short, chubby deacon habitually twirled his mustache, rubbed his hands and said with a smile. Seeing that the other party still refused to take over and was just leaning against the wall to wait for the next step, the deacon shrugged indifferently and continued to put on his original fake smile.
"Master, with your skills, it is not difficult to win the championship. However, if a sword has no eyes, you will inevitably get injured when fighting on the stage, and it is not worth it to suffer old injuries. My boss said, if you are willing If you lose the next game, our boss is willing to give you the winning 300 gold coins with both hands and give you an additional 100 gold coins as a return gift!"
"You only have four hundred gold coins, and you want me to cheat?!"
Finally, the dark horse player looked at the butler, his eyes full of contempt. After sipping the tea brought by the attendant, he made a show of walking towards the ring.
"Master...hero...please stay, please stay, I am begging you! I will give you two hundred...two hundred gold coins, wait...wait a minute! Three hundred...a total of six hundred gold coins, what do you think?" "
In order to keep the other party, the short and fat deacon has started to cry. The deacon's tears were not fake. Originally, the confidants of boss Dong Guzi gave the deacon only 600 gold coins. Now that they have revealed everything and gained nothing, how can he not cry?
"Half the deposit, three hundred gold coins should be paid to me first."
The deacon's full confession finally earned the dark horse player's stay. After taking the gold coin, he said a meaningful word to the deacon and then stepped into the ring to fight for the champion's life.
"Take it all or nothing, man!"
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