Naturally, the purpose of approaching Mr. Qi is to win over the Prince of Qi and gain votes for the next crucial battle for Tai Tu.
But this time Lin Yi was betting against Mr. Qi, but he couldn't understand it.
There are only two outcomes in betting.
One outcome is that Mr. Qi wins, and Lin Yi loses one hundred thousand fortunes and has to kneel down and kowtow. Even if Lin Yi is willing to accept defeat and fulfill the contract, Mr. Qi will never look down upon him based on his character, but will only look down upon him even more.
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In another outcome, if Mr. Qi loses, no matter whether he is willing to admit defeat or not, he will definitely hate Lin Yi in the end.
Is there any benefit to Lin Yi?
After much deliberation, Lu Chunfeng could only boil it down to one point: Lin Yi was interested in the one hundred thousand fortune bet.
"My eyelids are still light."
Lu Chunfeng said this, but deep down he was not surprised. After all, not everyone has his background and the confidence to regard a hundred thousand fortunes as nothing.
Looking at the performance of all the second-generation people present, we know that a hundred thousand fortunes can make them take desperate risks.
Even the second generation is like this, so it’s not surprising that Lin Yi is a grassroots person.
As for the tens of millions of fortunes that the fortune scale showed before, Lu Chunfeng didn't take it to heart very much.
What the luck scale calculates is valuation, not actual luck in the true sense.
He knows very well how weak things like valuation are.
When the dust settles on the position of Tai Tu, the valuation of the artificial rules under Lin Yi's name will inevitably plummet, and it is a high probability that he will be knocked back to his grassroots prototype.
The gambling game continues.
Number 13 continues to win.
No matter how angry Mr. Qi is and how he uses all kinds of extravagant tactics, even if everyone thinks it is a desperate situation, No. 13 can always survive in an unexpected way.
At the end of the day, the second-generation people in the stands were completely speechless.
In turn, some people even started to cheer for No. 13.
I'm a little timid, but being able to win so many games in a row is enough to prove that this person definitely has real talent.
It's just that people like them can't understand that thing.
The worship of the strong still exists even in their top second-generation circle.
No matter how ugly the winning posture is, as long as you can keep winning, you can win their favor, and No. 13 is no exception.
In fact, at this stage of development, many people have already placed bets on No. 13.
In the blink of an eye, No. 13 once again won five games in a row.
Such an astonishing performance is rare even in the entire history of Yeyang Palace, let alone one that has always managed to win in such a dramatic way.
Mr. Qi's face turned black.
He had already lost five of the ten games he had set with Lin Yi.
In other words, even if No. 13 dies suddenly in the next set, Lin Yi is already invincible.
On the other hand, if No. 13 continues to win, then he will lose!
"Stop! I want to check it myself!"
Mr. Qi immediately left the scene personally and conducted a comprehensive inspection on No. 13, vowing to find out No. 13's real trump card.
Lu Chunfeng saw this and followed him to help.
"Someone can't afford to lose."
Zhao Feng started making noises in the stands, and the other boxes also followed suit.
After all, Mr. Qi's face is still not as good as the real bet they placed on No. 13. Besides, it's not like Mr. Qi can't afford to offend any of them.
Zhao Feng doesn't have to buy into Mr. Qi's fault, and so can the other second generations at the same level.
Mr. Qi ignored him.
From the soul to the physical body, he and Lu Chunfeng did not miss any possible details and carefully inspected them for a quarter of an hour.
However, the end result was that nothing was gained.
"How is that possible? There must be something fishy!"
Mr. Qi still doesn't give up, but he has already used all the methods he could use just now. If he can't find out, he can't find out.
If you insist on continuing, you have to directly tamper with No. 13's body. Lin Yi is watching from above, so naturally it is impossible to let him do such a thing.
What's more, there are so many second-generation people watching.
Lu Chunfeng pondered for a moment and said: "Do you still remember the number 4 who was sacrificed in the first game? The unusual wave of luck for number 13 was probably obtained by that wave of sacrifices. This should be the only one.
Explained."
Mr. Qi frowned: "Do you really think that is a sacrifice?"
Lu Chunfeng spread his hands: "I can't think of other possibilities. The only suspense is who did he sacrifice to?"
"Isn't this simple?"
Mr. Qi snorted coldly, and immediately stretched out his hand to pinch No. 13's neck: "Tell me! Who did you sacrifice to?"
No. 13's eyes were blurred and he looked confused, unable to answer at all.
Lu Chunfeng frowned: "Is it some kind of indescribable existence?"
Looking at the state of No. 13 at this moment, it is clear that he has touched some kind of taboo.
However, this eliminates the suspicion that he offered sacrifices to the gods.
What the gods want is to be famous, and what they want is to spread their miracles to all directions, so as to gain more believers.
The person who sacrificed himself on Reflection 13 obviously didn't want his name mentioned.
This has basically verified Lu Chunfeng's suspicion.
"interesting."
Lu Chunfeng was immediately excited.
For him, this discovery is far more valuable than winning over Mr. Qi itself!
Being able to accept a sacrifice means that the other party is at least a demigod level existence.
Looking at the entire Inner Court, the last clearly testable demigod powerhouse appeared more than 150 years ago.
Since then, no powerful demigod has shown up again.
As the inheritor of the secret of the rule that rare goods can live in, Lu Chunfeng knows that the root of his secret lies in how big leeks can be cut.
Right now, his eyes have been set on the top kings and powerful men.
But this is not enough, he has to go one step further!
He, Lu Chunfeng, is a genius that has never been seen in the world. His limit is far more than a top royal power. He must also reach a higher peak.
The powerful demigod was the goal he had already envisioned.
If seeds of rare goods could be placed on the body of a powerful demigod, what it would be like would make one's blood boil just thinking about it.
Thinking of this, Lu Chunfeng's gaze towards No. 13 suddenly became extremely intense.
This person is a ready clue to find the powerful demigod!
Unfortunately, under the ban, no matter how hard Mr. Qi tried to force a confession, No. 13 could never give any valid information.
In this case, even using the Soul Searching Technique will not have any effect.
At this time, Lin Yi's voice sounded.
"I can understand if Mr. Qi wants to use this method to force him to withdraw from the competition. Then there will be no need for the next bet. Let's just call it a draw."
The whole audience was in an uproar. Just forgetting the one hundred thousand fortune in front of you. Lin Yi is so easy to talk to?
But when these words reached Mr. Qi's ears, they didn't have the same taste.