69novels Chapter 51 Doucai 2
Chapter 51 Doucai 2
"Heh, always so stubborn." Chen Xuanbiao tossed a bag of spirit stones to Feng Xiangguo and announced, "In a duel on the ring, being the first to appear means you lose. Three moves determine the winner; one more and I lose. I'm betting 500 on myself. How much can I win?"
"Alright, three moves to decide the winner, open on both sides. I'm betting 500 on Cai Fei!" Feng Xiangguo answered without hesitation.
500 spirit stones is roughly the monthly allowance for Feng and Chen.
Chen Xuanbiao wasn't there to throw money away. He had set three moves, so he was confident he could win in three moves. However, Feng Xiangguo had won over a thousand yuan in the past few days. He was betting 500 yuan at a time, just like playing for free. He couldn't lose face like that!
Feng Xiangguo then had several of his men set up the gambling tables, with the black table on the left and the white table on the right. He then threw Chen Xuanbiao's and his own 500 spirit stones into the two tables respectively.
"Bet on Chen Xuanbiao's black, bet on Cai Fei's white! I'm the bookmaker, a fair bookmaker with no commission! Take your last bet and re-bet. Betting starts now, ends in 10 minutes, odds calculated immediately!"
The academy's top expert challenged the most popular figure at the moment. It was a ninth-level versus a sixth-level opponent. Originally, it seemed like there was no chance of a fight, but the outcome was decided in three moves, which immediately created suspense and ignited everyone's enthusiasm.
Many people immediately took out their name tags to call their friends; some climbed nearby tall trees, intending to secure a good spot to watch the show; of course, the largest group was Feng Xiangguo's.
In just a few seconds, dozens of people had gathered around the boulder, three layers deep. People kept squeezing in to place bets, and there was a cacophony of voices—some calculating the bets on both sides, others discussing who would win…
"Anyone below the seventh floor is instantly killed by Brother Biao. Have you ever seen anyone last more than two moves in the ring?"
"Two moves at most. I'll think about those two moves, but three moves is definitely black. Trust me, you won't go wrong..."
Yu Qianqian had been watching the show from the sidelines, but seeing the betting odds getting bigger and bigger, she couldn't help but feel a little tempted herself.
He stepped into the courtyard, cast a Cleanse spell on Cai Fei to clean his clothes, then cast a Tranquility spell to help him calm his breathing. He leaned down and asked in a low voice, "Disciplinarian, is it possible to win in three moves?"
Cai Fei did not answer, but remained seated and calmed himself, only giving a slight smile.
Yu Qianqian quietly withdrew from the courtyard, squeezed straight under the boulder, and snapped a few spirit tickets onto the white plate.
"Yu Qianqian of the Earth Class bets 800 on White, bringing White's total to 1300!"
800!
Wei Yiye was standing by the boulder, announcing the numbers. As soon as his clear voice fell, a chorus of exclamations erupted from all around!
They were all students, after all, and they didn't have much money around them. Even big shots like Chen Xuanbiao and Feng Xiangguo only spent 500 yuan, while Yu Qianqian spent 800 yuan, which inevitably caused a lot of discussion among the crowd.
"Who is this? So rich!"
"You don't know this freshman beauty? Have you ever heard of Yu Qianqian?"
"I really didn't know, I only arrived in February... But wait, Yu Qianqian? The one from the Jingtianfang brothel?"
"Who else could it be but her? She started dating big shots when she was ten, changing partners every few years. I heard she recently got someone new, so-and-so. She throws around 800 yuan a time. Damn, being a prostitute is great, you get so much money!"
"Thousands upon thousands, a thousand men ride, a thousand men press down..."
……
Amidst the murmurs, Yu Qianqian remained expressionless. She jumped onto the boulder, patted Feng Xiangguo on the shoulder, and waved, signaling him to make way for a better spot.
Feng Xiangguo and Yu Qianqian had been studying in the same class for a long time. As for this young lady, even someone as carefree as him could only be speechless.
He squeezed in with a few of his underlings and silently made room for them.
Chen Xuanbiao glanced at Cai Fei, raised an eyebrow, and stood with his arms crossed, his expression unchanged—beautiful women are an aphrodisiac, and he was quite familiar with the people in the top class because she often went there to borrow information.
He was definitely good-looking, at least to his liking. He had been there for over a month and had tried to harass him openly and secretly many times, but to no avail. Today, he dared to openly show affection to the pretty boy, which he took as flirting!
Within a month, a series of dramatic changes occurred: the despair of being captured by exorcists, the narrow escape when the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Star Moon Sect agreed to help, the humiliation at the banquet held at the Heavenly Wind Pavilion, the glory of the Heavenly Class sweeping the arena, the admiration and cold stares of classmates...
Although Chen Xuanbiao was resolute, his emotions had been extremely unstable recently. He only knew that the only way to get rid of the shame of betraying his country was to break out of Aolai and lead his family to rise again in the Great Wilderness.
The chieftain had repeatedly told him that he was the hope of the clan, and all he had to do now was endure humiliation and bear the burden!
It's worth enduring this humiliation in exchange for the Star Moon Sect's millions in relocation fees!
However, a few days ago he heard another version of the fundraising story—the whole Aolai people were pooling their money, and it came from the person in front of him, who should be considered his cousin, right?
Heh, if he really succeeds, then everything I have will become a joke, and the entire top class will be a joke!
Only at the sixth rank, three moves will surely shatter all your arrogance.
Chen Xuanbiao coldly stared at Cai Fei, who was still recuperating, pondering what move to use to maximize his prestige and make the other party lose face—he would forgo a killing move, considering the bowl of wine outside Tianfeng Tower, he would not harm Cai Fei's essence.
Martial artists in the late stage of Qi Refining have an aura when they strike with their palms. For a master like Chen Xuanbiao, the spiritual energy can be released up to two zhang outside the palm. For Chen Xuanbiao, the early cultivation platform is too small, and Cai Fei has very limited room to maneuver.
But Cai Fei was not a cockroach!
He had already shown this skill when fighting against Fengxiang Guo and his group, and he wouldn't mind showing it even more today!
In addition, he has been fighting head-on as a warrior these days, but what they don't know is that his real job is as an assassin.
He can become invisible!
Logically, one shouldn't reveal their hand in such a pointless gamble, but this can't be kept secret for long—the adaptation to the illusion has begun to show results, and the next step is to hone their skills in actual combat within the illusion. The invisibility technique will have to be revealed sooner or later, so wouldn't it be better to use this trump card to make some money first?
Besides, he can't afford to lose.
The opponent is the top figure in the Heavenly Class, a flagship figure that the Star Moon Sect is heavily promoting in the academy!
If Cai Fei wants to raise the banner against Xingyue, he cannot afford to lose!
"3700 to 1343, that ratio is worse than betting on a jackpot! These bastards in the top class have way too much money!"
"4300 to 1351, damn it, let's get this going, how much money can we win at this rate..."
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As the people from the four classes of Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow all arrived, the spirit tickets and spirit stones on the black plate piled up higher and higher. Wei Yiye, who was in charge of logging and counting, took the cinnabar pen and stood in front of the large stone, updating the numbers for betting on black time and time again. The numbers for betting on white remained fixed at 1358 and had not changed for a long time.
"Currently, bets are on Chen Xuanbiao (6780) and Cai Fei (1358). Anything else? Anything else? I'm counting down 1, 2, 3 to close the betting! One..." Seeing that it was about time, Feng Xiangguo decided to close the betting.
"And me!"
A voice suddenly rang out in the room, and when everyone looked, they saw that Cai Fei, who had been meditating, had opened his eyes.
"You? How much are you betting?" Feng Xiangguo did some mental calculations and asked, "Do you have any money? How about we bet a little to make it a round number?"
"We've fought tooth and nail; we can't let you two profit the most!"
Cai Fei has earned quite a bit these days. He took off his Qiankun bag, poured out all the spirit stones in it, and counted them on the spot. Including spirit tickets, he only had a little over 300.
He then looked up at the area where the students from Class 2 were located and announced loudly, "Borrow money on the spot, the more the merrier! If you lose, it's on me; if you win, it's half yours, how about it?"