"Sir, when will it be your turn to play? It's so boring..." After watching more than ten games, Ling'er put her chin in her hands and said depressedly.
She was not interested in this kind of battle at all. Life was so beautiful, but she wasted her time here, which made her feel like her time was wasted.
Xiaochen also looked at the preview on the battle list in the distance. His match was ranked 103rd in B and 26th in Taoist stage.
"Well, at the 26 Dao Forum, there are still three matches left for me." Xiaochen responded. When he registered for the match, he had discussed that if he won, he would continue to arrange matches until the 25th match was reached.
So there is no rush now, just take your time.
"ah..."
Ling'er responded helplessly, looking around, and soon found an interesting place.
"Betting table!"
Following Ling'er's surprised voice, Xiaochen glanced to the right and already knew in his heart that it was this.
The betting platform is officially run by Wujie Pavilion, and it claims to be fair and just, but in fact there are countless doorways and pitfalls... Thinking of this, Xiaochen also turned around and stopped paying attention.
At this time, there was a lot of people in front of the betting counter. Many gamblers took out their chips and crowded there. The shopkeeper in the small room was also smiling and kept remembering the bets of the customers.
"The next game between Crow and Blood Knife, the odds are 2:1.2, come on, come on! I've bought it and left it!!"
"I put down 200 spirit stones, and the bloody sword wins!"
The other person gritted his teeth and took out his own spiritual stones, counting them one by one. Finally, with red eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "I beat the crow to win, 25 spiritual stones!"
"Okay, okay! Keep the note, don't worry if you lose it!" When the shopkeeper heard someone pressing Yasheng, his eyes immediately lit up, he quickly collected the spirit stone, and then handed over a betting note.
The bet ratios were so disparate that the probability of an upset was extremely slim. In the eyes of the shopkeeper, the gambler was just giving away spiritual stones.
At this time, a boy stepped forward, pulled the shopkeeper Zhang's clothes, and whispered: "Shopkeeper, the total amount of the blood knife exceeds 50,000 spirit stones. Let's check the scale."
Shopkeeper Zhang was also a little surprised when he heard about the scale flipping. The jargon of scale flipping is that if the other party wins, the banker will lose more than 50%. This is obviously not good news.
After pondering for a while, Shopkeeper Zhang just lowered the blood knife's multiplier to 1.1 again and raised the blood knife's multiplier to 3. Suddenly there was an uproar in front of the stage.
"The crow I just bought! I lost money!!"
"Hey! I bought the blood knife before, hahaha, I made a profit now!"
The joys and sorrows of betting in the audience are naturally changeable. Many people looked at the multiplier and bet on Crow. After all, the difference in multiplier is too big. The temptation of huge multiplier will eventually disturb some people's judgment.
Ling'er looked at the betting table for a long time, thinking about something in her mind, and secretly glanced at Xiao Chen, who had no interest in betting, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master, look at the betting table over there, the odds are 3 times. ..”
In and out of her words, she was a little interested in the high multiplier, or she was interested in betting, hoping to earn spiritual stones.
Xiaochen thought about it, and then whispered: "There is no reason for cause and effect, don't get involved."
Ling'er looked at him doubtfully, feeling that he was simply out of his mind. Who doesn't want as many spiritual stones as possible? He didn't want to participate, and he still wanted to earn some spiritual stones. Then he pouted and begged in a low voice: "Master , Ling'er wants to try, can I lend Ling'er 100... No! 50 spirit stones."
"As long as you stay steady, you can win by crushing those rocks!" Ling'er thought happily. Although she didn't see Xiaochen take action very often, she could tell from Xiaochen's calm and calm attitude that he was probably very strong. So as long as she stays steady, she can pay off the spirit stones soon, and even make a lot of money!
After hearing what Ling'er said, Xiaochen was not surprised. It's just a gambler's mentality. Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Unbounded Hall, it's natural to make a small fortune. However, the greed in people's hearts will eventually cause trouble, and they will sink into it step by step unconsciously. Many people suddenly realize that they are in debt after losing money. consciousness. Even if someone is lucky and earns tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones, as long as he leaves the Wujie Pavilion, he will most likely not survive for a few days.
I remember that in my previous life, there was a talented disciple from the Sword Domain. He relied on his sect and felt fearless. He won 200,000 low-grade spiritual stones and walked out of the Wujie Pavilion. After a few days, there was no trace anymore. The master of his sect After searching for clues for a long time, there was no clue, and in the end it was settled. The person who took action obviously knew the fate of a large number of disciples very well, and used evasive means to kill people and seize treasures.
Needless to say, 200,000 low-grade spiritual stones, even tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones, are enough to secretly attack those people, and it is not even ruled out that Wujie Pavilion himself did it.
"And the spiritual stones I owe are equivalent to hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones." Regarding this, Xiaochen already has his own ideas. At the moment, there is no need to take risks for this benefit. For this benefit, there is still It may disrupt his subsequent plans.
After thinking for a while, Xiaochen refused: "No!"
"I'll just lend you 50 lower-grade spiritual stones." Ling'er begged.
Xiaochen naturally understands Ling'er's thoughts: "I want to pay off the spiritual stones I owe myself, but that ghost is too talkative. I still need this excuse to control her, and I won't agree to her in this regard." ." Xiaochen didn't respond, but looked at No. 26 Dao Discussion Platform with calm eyes. Another round was over, and soon it was his turn.
"???"
Xiaochen disagreed, and she couldn't disobey the order. Ling'er's hands were shaking with anger, and she snorted, then turned around with a cold face, planning to ignore him again, and kept muttering in her mouth: "Stingy guy. ..Drink cold water..."
The battle between Crow and Blood Knife on the field also came to an end. Blood Knife almost won with a crushing force and there was no upset, which made many gamblers regretful.
The shopkeeper still distributed the winning side's spiritual stones with a smile. In his eyes, even if these spiritual stones were earned by others at this time, they would only be temporarily placed in other people's pockets, and most of them would flow back to others sooner or later. In your own hands.
So he didn't care, and besides, just a few spiritual stones weren't enough to shake the foundation of Wujie Pavilion.
Ling'er looked at the shining spirit stone with envy, and there was even more resentment in her eyes.
"Next game, Xiaochen versus Biaohu!"
"The opening ratio is 1.5:1.2! Newbie's plate, newcomer's plate!" Seeing this, the shopkeeper also started to shout.
But very few people are interested in the rookie game. After all, the strength of both sides is unclear. At this time, betting is all about gambling.
Seeing this, Ling'er secretly glanced at Xiaochen and laughed inwardly: "Hahaha! I must be underestimated. I deserve it if I tell you not to give me the spirit stone!"
Xiao Chen didn't pay much attention, and the shopkeeper just shouted. Seeing that no one responded, he immediately changed his words about the battle.
With one leap, Xiaochen stood in the center of Field No. 26.
