Chapter 33 33Betting on dogs will eventually lead to nothing


Chapter 33 33. Betting on dogs will lead to nothing

Xia Feng was thinking.

[Cheap foster father: To be honest, kid, this might be a good opportunity to make a lot of money. You may lose every second from 3 to 300 seconds, so a total of 298 odds are set. See if you have a chance to lose at 59 seconds. The odds at this point in time are as high as 10 times, which is the highest odds among the 298. How about I invest 2 million and give you half of it? 】

Xia Feng: "???"

[Xia Feng: As promised. Even if you lose, you have to lose standing? 】

[Cheap foster father: There is no contradiction between standing to lose and lying down to make money. We are all adults. It’s time to understand the truth of ‘want it all’, kid~]

[Xia Feng: Haha (smile), I’m like this Bian suggested that you buy and I will win~]

[Cheap adoptive father: Yes, it is a good thing to be confident, but if you recognize the reality, remember to lose in 59 seconds! 】

Seeing this, Xia Feng was too lazy to talk to him. He lowered his head and thought for a while. In addition to these 298 odds, there are still two odds left, one is that he wins, and the other is that he is killed instantly. It’s up to a hundred times, and it’s an extremely high-risk and extremely high-reward option for everyone.

After thinking for a moment, he sent another message to Wei Shutong.

[Xia Feng: vote 100,000 for me, I will win! 】

[Cheap adoptive father: Are you sure? 】

[Xia Feng: The money will be transferred to you after the fight. Old Wei, please help me advance it first. 】

[Cheap adoptive father: Betting on dogs will eventually lead to nothing. 】

[Xia Feng: Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, I am very sober. 】

[Cheap foster father: OK]

*

At the same time, the referee's room.

Because this fair duel was too heated due to the promotion of unknown black hands, the Holy Ministry specially dispatched Chen Xingdao, captain of the seventh team, to maintain order at the scene.

“Sword Demon, why are you here?”

Chen Xingdao frowned slightly, "The bureau sent our seventh team to take charge of the scene."

Freya looked indifferent and smiled gently: "Master Chen, there is a competition between my students today, let me take a look. No? "

Student? Chen Xingdao narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the first time he saw the sword demon pay so much attention to a student.

There are a total of four fair duels today, and the one that attracts the most attention is undoubtedly the duel between the two geniuses Yan Xujia and Xia Feng.

One is the son of a marquis who has been famous for a long time, and the other is a freshman who has suddenly become famous in the past few days.

The freshman Chen Xingdao didn't know much about it, but he had carefully investigated Yan Xuga, the son of the Marquis.

During the first year of the freshman year, I ranked first in the spiritual pressure test. I won 18 consecutive games in the Academy Challenge and created the legend of being undefeated. In my sophomore year, I was specially recruited into the Black Moon Church. I once again fought through the Knights with an invincible attitude and was promoted in half a year. Silver Armor has won the title of guardian in one year. He will definitely have a seat in the Black Moon Paladin in the future. Coupled with his status as the son of a marquis, his future is limitless.

After Chen Xingdao read the information about Yan Xugao, in his own words, he was so terrifying that he must not be kept.

"Daozhang Chen, who do you think will win in the final showdown?" Freya asked.

Although Chen Xingdao has the appearance of a sinister villain with an aquiline nose and slanted eyes, he was born as a Taoist priest. After joining the Imperial Holy Ministry, he still liked to dress up in Taoist uniforms, so people who were familiar with him called him Daochang Chen.

Hearing the Sword Demon's question, Chen Xingdao thought carefully for a moment, shook his head and said, "In my opinion, Xia Feng, I'm afraid this boy will be in trouble today."

"Really."

Freya's eyes were slightly lowered and she couldn't help but sigh. She had heard about the bet between Xia Feng and Yan Xuga. The loser was sent to Southern Xinjiang. She didn't know what Xia Feng thought. She dared to accept such a bet. It's really too reckless.

She herself was planning to accept Xia Feng as her disciple, but now it seems that it will be even more difficult.

The only solution is for her to follow Xia Feng directly to southern Xinjiang, which makes her very hesitant.

"When--" The match bell rang, the third match ended, and a solemn announcement sounded in the stadium:

"The fourth fair match will begin in ten minutes. Please contestant Xia Xia Feng and player Yan Xujia are prepared. If you do not arrive at the arena within the stipulated time, it will be automatically deemed as a forfeit. The fourth fair duel will begin in ten minutes, please."

S Area VIP Waiting Area. room.

Panda's chubby figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He pushed up his reflective glasses, turned around and said, "Remember the rules, don't really kill him."

The man sitting on the sofa put down his red wine glass, patted his trouser legs, stood up and stretched, and smiled playfully, "Okay, I see, isn't it just to torture him until he collapses? I'm the best at this kind of thing."
< br>As he said that, he was about to walk out.

“Wait a minute.” A middle-aged man’s voice sounded from the corner.

Yan Xujia turned around and said casually: "What, President Zhao, do you have any advice?"

The middle-aged man was Zhao Jie, the acting president of Liuwei Club.

"In view of the cooperation between Nian and Cha Naixue, let me remind you that the boy named Xia is not simple." Zhao Jie narrowed his eyes slightly and his tone was warning.

Yan Xujia twitched the corner of his mouth: "President Zhao Dai, do you think I am your useless apprentice?"

Zhao Jie frowned slightly, Qi Xiao and Yan Xujia said, There is indeed a world of difference, but he is a person who climbed out of a pile of corpses. He has killed countless people in his life and has developed an ability to recognize people that is beyond ordinary people.

So when Qi Xiao died at the hands of Xia Feng, after being shocked, he thought about it for several days and felt that Xia Feng was not simple.

It’s just that he doesn’t know how far this ‘not simple’ thing will go.

"If President Zhao only says this, then I will leave first." Yan Xuga smiled lightly, opened the door and left.

Zhao Jie's scarred gray eyes were indifferent. As an ally, he had said everything he should say. As for whether the other party believed it or not, it was not something he should worry about.

Of course, it is more likely that he is overly worried. Xia Feng's 'not simple' is only ordinary level.

"When——"

Sai Zhong Qingming.

In the center of the bustling arena, the gates on both sides were opened.

One person is wearing an elegant white priest's uniform, and his shoulder-length hair makes him look even more charming and noble.

The other man was wearing the uniform blue and white uniform of Weiyang College. His messy black hair looked unkempt, and he had dead fish eyes and exuded an otaku temperament all the time.

But even so, his outstanding appearance still attracted the attention of many people.

“I’m sorry, Xia Feng is so handsome!” A girl’s eyes lit up.

"Hey - such a little face~" Some boys' eyes lit up.

Wang Wu listened to the comments of the people around him and tightened his toes. He felt inexplicably embarrassed to see an acquaintance show off on stage.

However, the people around him quickly stopped paying attention to Xia Feng's appearance and began to talk about how many seconds to lose.

"I bet he will lose in thirty seconds, when do you bet?"

"Thirty seconds? Are you kidding? I have carefully studied the resumes of both parties. Xia Feng is Defeat within three moves! So no more than ten seconds!”

"Ahem" someone whispered in embarrassment, "Actually, I actually bet ten yuan on Xia Feng to win."

"Tsk, tsk. You really dare to think about it. Let me tell you this, Xia Feng wins." If Feng can win, I will eat shit on the live broadcast!”

Hearing such sarcastic and disdainful words, Mushroom pursed his lips and clenched his fists secretly, muttering in his heart, hum, cheating and eating again!

"When——"

The racing bell rang out for the second time, and the whole place fell silent, and everyone looked towards the sky.

(End of this chapter)

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