Chapter Ten: Rong Feng

  Ye Chen didn't place a bet in the second round, leaving only the last two rounds to gamble. Ye Chen had to be cautious and wait for the right moment to place his bets, so not only did he not place a bet in the second round, but also in the third and fourth rounds, even though he had estimated correctly, Ye Chen remained calm.

  It wasn't until the fifth round that Ye Chen made his move, and the two opponents in this match were both powerful warriors of the Ninth Stage of the Mortal Realm, and they had all gone through many trials in the underground world without dying, which showed how formidable they were.

  And this time, Ye Chen's favorite is Xue Mo. Xue Mo has participated in 21 battles, with a record of 15 wins, 5 losses and 1 draw. His opponent Li Tian has participated in 49 battles, with a record of 40 wins, 5 losses and 4 draws. Both of them are still alive and able to participate in the battle, which speaks for itself. And Ye Chen's favorite this time is still Xue Mo, who has relatively low strength.

  But this time, the result made Ye Chen doubt his own judgment. Li Tian swept away Xue Mo with absolute strength, adding another stroke to his record, while Ye Chen lost another 100 credit points. Ye Chen's face turned pale, and his expression became even more solemn. He had lost again, and both of the people he had been optimistic about had lost. His 300 credit points were now reduced to just 100!

  Looking at the 100 credit points in his hand, Ye Chen felt a sense of despair, he believed in his own judgment, and in other matches, it was still very accurate, but once he participated in the bet, he found that none of his predictions were accurate, which made Ye Chen feel somewhat disheartened, and even began to worry, 300 credit points were left with only 100, what if this 100 lost again?

  Thinking of this consequence, Ye Chen's heart trembled, if he lost all 300 credits, he would really have to leave the city again, and the danger would also increase sharply!

  Ye Chen gritted his teeth and waited for a few rounds, then in the final match he staked his last 100 credit points. This time Ye Chen was still betting on the underdog, although the odds were high, but the winning percentage was not great. However, Ye Chen still believed in his intuition.

  This time Ye Chen also shouted along with the crowd, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked even more nervous than the people on the stage.

  But many things you wish would happen don't, and many impossible things become possible. According to Ye Chen's previous predictions, they were always so accurate, with a sharp eye for detail, and basically never lost.

  But today was particularly unlucky, Ye Chen pressed three times and lost three times, not winning once, which left Ye Chen stunned, all 300 credit points were gone!

  What to do? Ye Chen was momentarily stunned, standing still on the spot, foolishly staring ahead, with a completely helpless look.

  In the VIP room on the second floor opposite Yechen, a handsome man was sitting on a soft single sofa, with a charming woman sitting on his lap. The woman was seductively feeding him a crystal-colored grape, while the handsome man stroked her body with his palm, enjoying this treatment and occasionally glancing at the match below.

  Today's twelve matches were also bet on by a handsome man, but this man was much luckier than Ye Chen, winning six out of seven bets and earning nearly 30,000 credit points, compared to Ye Chen's 300 credit points, which is a difference between heaven and earth.

  If Ye Chen could see this handsome man, he would definitely remember that this man was Su Hao, who had a fight with him yesterday.

  Ye Chen didn't notice Su Hao, but Su Hao noticed Ye Chen because the place where Ye Chen was standing happened to be right in front of him. Originally, Ye Chen's appearance wasn't particularly eye-catching and couldn't attract anyone's attention. Moreover, there were too many people in the free zone. If it weren't for an unintentional glance, Su Hao absolutely wouldn't have paid any mind to these people from the free zone.

  Looking at Ye Chen's dazed gaze, Su Hao's interest gradually rose. He patted the buttocks of the charming woman and signaled her to leave. Then, pointing at Ye Chen in the free zone ahead, he said: "Go challenge an eighth-rank!"

  Behind him, someone responded and left. Su Hao smiled faintly as he watched the host's passionate speech on stage: "Ladies and gentlemen, did you enjoy the first twelve matches?"

  "Awesome!"

  "Addictive!"

  "Damn it, I lost a lot and you're still addicted? Damn it."

  ……

  There were cheers, there were jeers, and there were insults. The various groups mixed together, making the underground world lively as well. The host continued to speak with a smile: "I know some of you have won credit points, while others have lost them, but at least you've gained excitement from it, right? You've all cheered wholeheartedly for your favorite contestants, haven't you? Losers still have the chance to recoup their losses, and winners can gain even more credit points. It's up to you whether you have the guts to keep playing. Do you want to continue?"

  "Think!" This time the voice was much more organized!

  The host nodded in satisfaction at the sound, and continued: "No more nonsense, next is tonight's main course! The following three matches have no losers, only life or death! And it's free to choose participants, no boundaries, no age limits, let's start now!"

  "Oh..."

  "Alas..."

  A string of excited cheers erupted, cheering for the next person to come on stage.

  This is a free-for-all match, where life and death are on the line. Anyone who wants to participate must think carefully, or they might not see tomorrow's sun. However, many fugitives have come to this underground world, and the reward for winning a match is 1% of all bets placed. This is terrifying - each match has tens of millions of bets riding on it, so even if you win just one match, you'll get at least $100,000!

  So much money, Ye Chen was naturally also eager to get it, but as for his own strength, Ye Chen was still quite clear about it. Ordinary skills, at most some special sword techniques, overall strength is not much stronger than others. If he went up and encountered a powerful opponent, he would probably be in danger, this is something that Ye Chen absolutely cannot do, even if he lost 300 credit points, even if he had to go out twice a month, he couldn't risk his luck here.

  There are many who want to make money, not just Ye Chen. Many dare to fight for it. As soon as the host finished speaking, a middle-aged man rushed forward, his face ferocious and overbearing, with a glare that could scare children to tears, fiercely scanning the surroundings.

  Many people were frightened by his fierce gaze and retreated with pale faces, apparently having a fearful emotion towards this man.

  "Rong Feng is Rong Feng! This madman has arrived!"

  After a brief silence, the crowd suddenly **erupted**, with loud shouts.

  "It's actually Rong Feng! This guy is backed by a madman, once he starts fighting, he won't stop until the end, and his methods are extremely ruthless. It seems that no one dares to come on stage today!"

  "Glory! Glory!"

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