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Chapter 1741 One hundred thousand immortal stones, betting on yourself

"One hundred...one hundred thousand fairy stones!"

That's one hundred thousand fairy stones. The gambling guy would never have imagined that someone would dare to bet on Ye Luo's so many fairy stones!

Admittedly, the odds of one to one hundred are very tempting.

But since the casino dares to offer such high odds, it naturally has the confidence to win.

To put it nicely, it's a one-hundred-dollar bet, but to put it worst, it's an impossible bet, a guaranteed profit.

Even so, this young man still dared to hold back 100,000 immortal stones!

Once Ye Luo wins the championship, their gambling shop will have to pay a total of 10 million fairy stones!

This is not a small amount!

"Are you sure you want to bet on Ye Luo's 100,000 Immortal Stones from Shengdan Pavilion?"

Then, the gambling shop boy asked tremblingly, as if he was making final decisions with Ye Luo.

"Stop talking nonsense, bet!"

Ye Luo nodded, his tone full of determination!

hiss!

Hearing Ye Luo's words, all the people present took a breath!

One hundred thousand fairy stones to bet on a person who has no chance of winning the championship!

What is this behavior called?

stupid?

Or charity?

For a moment, everyone ran out of ideas.

"Did I hear you correctly? This person wants to stake 100,000 immortal stones on Ye Luo?"

"I was wrong. I just said that his brain was squeezed by the door. It was wrong. The prerequisite for having his head squeezed by the door is to have a brain. This guy obviously doesn't have it!"

"Is this the legendary person who is stupid and has too much money?"

The Jianghu people talked a lot, and they all felt that they had witnessed something extraordinary.

So weird!

In fact, everyone in the gang has been discussing it for a long time, and the gambling guy has not yet woken up from the shock!

"Do you dare to accept it? Give me a happy word."

Seeing the gambling boy like this, Ye Luo urged again.

"Accept it, why not accept it? This free money must be collected!"

Hearing this, the boy from the gambling house came to his senses and immediately accepted Ye Luo's storage bag, and then gave Ye Luo a jade plaque as a voucher.

After accepting the jade token, Ye Luo will go back to prepare for the competition.

At this moment, someone called Ye Luo.

"This brother, don't you know his name? Can we get to know each other?"

This is the character of a charlatan. Regardless of whether you recognize him or not, if you go up and say hello, then you will brag about him in the charlatan. This is all capital!

"No need to know each other, my name is Ye Luo."

Ye Luo smiled lightly, then turned around and walked away, leaving everyone confused.

What did he just say? His name is Ye Luo!?

Do you dare to bet on yourself?

Others thought Ye Luo's brain was squeezed by the door.

So what does it mean for Ye Luo to bet on himself?

Suicide?

But having said that, people felt deeply arrogant and confident from Ye Luo's actions.

The confidence is even overwhelming.

Full of charlatanism!

"It's really a great experience. It's the first time in all my years of practicing Taoism that I've seen such an arrogant person."

"To be honest, I'm starting to wonder what kind of abilities this Ye Luo has."

"No matter how talented he is, his cultivation level is still too low."

Looking at Ye Luo, he was back on the attic. The noise in front of the gambling shop was naturally noticed by Zhong Lihao and others.

"You bet yourself?"

Zhuo Fanrou could naturally imagine what Ye Luo had done. What she was really curious about was how much Ye Luo had staked.

"One Hundred Thousand Immortal Stones."

Hearing this, Ye Luo nodded.

After hearing this, Zhong Lihao first picked up a cup of hot tea, put it to his mouth and blew it as if he was ready to drink it, and then asked: "What are the odds?"

"One hundred for each loss."

"puff!"

Ye Luo's next words made Zhong Lihao spurt out all the tea he had just drank.

It is no exaggeration to say that after so many years of martial arts competitions, Ye Luo's offer of 100 to one was the highest odds Zhong Lihao had ever seen!

"You bet 100,000 immortal stones for a loss of 100? You are going to get rich."

Hearing this, Xiao Li walked up with a smile and said.

Xiao Li was originally qualified to participate in this martial arts competition. With his strength, he would probably get a good result.

However, since Ye Luo has participated, Xiao Li has no need to sign up.

He didn't want to be enemies with Ye Luo in a martial arts competition.

Besides, Xiao Li also wanted to practice more alchemy skills when he had time to participate in the martial arts competition...

What he is most interested in now is alchemy.

"There is indeed a lot of money, I have to study it carefully."

Ye Luo nodded and began to think about how he should spend the money.

At this moment, a man in official uniform walked up to the ring. He seemed to be from the city lord's palace.

The martial arts tournament is about to begin!

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. This martial arts tournament is about to begin!"

As soon as these words came out, not only was the audience completely silent, but it was also much quieter, at least it was no longer noisy.

This person represents the city lord's palace and the imperial court. Since he has said to be quieter, if someone continues to speak loudly at this time, it will be really uncomfortable.

"The purpose of this martial arts competition is to discover the best among the younger generation. The competition will end at the end of the competition, and no life will be hurt, otherwise you will be disqualified from the competition."

The official of the city lord's palace in official uniform slowly explained the rules of the competition, which made the crowd in the audience anxious.

How long has it been since this happened? You’re still talking so slowly. Hurry up and start!

Of course...their complaints can only be kept in their hearts.

"The next step is to draw lots to select the opponent. In order to show fairness, in the previous rounds of competition, the sects will draw lots and fight against the sects, and the casual cultivators will draw lots and fight against the casual cultivators."

"The number plates for the lottery are in the two boxes in front of me. The left represents the sect and the right represents the casual cultivators. The contestants can now come up and draw lots."

This rule is really fair and protects casual cultivators to a certain extent.

Admittedly, this rule is not difficult to understand. The resources available to casual cultivators and sect disciples are definitely different, especially to the younger generation of cultivators.

It would be really unfair if the casual cultivators from the Jianghu community were to confront the sect disciples as soon as they came up.

"gone."

Ye Luo murmured, then turned around and went down to the attic, walking towards the arena.

For Ye Luo, drawing lots is just a matter of routine, and it doesn't actually matter to him what he wins.

Even if He Qingxiao and others are directly drawn, it doesn't matter.

However, among all the people present, it was probably Ye Luo who felt that the drawing of lots didn't matter anymore, while others still cared about it.

"God bless, let me draw a weaker opponent."

"Who is the weakest... Is it Ye Luo from Shengdan Pavilion? Very good, I will whip him!"

Everyone came on stage one after another, hoping to win against weaker opponents.

Most of them do not expect to win the final championship, but they hope to go further.

For these casual cultivators, the martial arts tournament is a springboard for them. As long as they can perform well in the martial arts tournament, they may be favored by large sects.

When the time comes for you to be recruited into the sect, you won’t have to run around for cultivation resources every day.

For the monks of the sect, the situation is similar.

If the disciples of the outer sect want to enter the inner sect, and if the disciples of the inner sect want to become the core, they need to perform well in the martial arts competition.

In short, the opponent everyone wants to win the most right now is Ye Luo...

Who makes him weak?

The only false saint in this martial arts tournament!

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Ye Luo stepped onto the stage, and then walked towards the lottery box representing the sect.

"Number three."

Ye Luo randomly picked out a number plate and showed it in public.

"Ye Luo of Shengdan Pavilion, No. 3."

Seeing this, the official in official uniform mechanically informed Ye Luo's number.

At this point, Ye Luo has finished drawing lots.

The rest is for others to draw lots.

At this moment, the number that everyone wants to draw the most is...

It’s number three!

In their view, as long as they draw number three, it means they can advance steadily to the next round!

"No. 3, No. 3, I want No. 3!"

"It's such a pity that I'm number two, just one less!"

"Who can draw Ye Luo..."

The contestants came on stage one after another, and left disappointed one after another.

No one drew number three.

"Purple Moon Sword Pavilion He Qingxiao, No. 7!"

"It's over, it's over, why did I meet him in the first round!"

As the official in uniform announced a number again, some people at the scene didn't seem so happy.

In their eyes, if they draw Ye Luo, they will be able to advance steadily to the next round.

If He Qingxiao is drawn, it means that their martial arts meeting is over.

"This is He Qingxiao."

Ye Luo looked towards the ring and saw He Qingxiao with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a green suit and a sword hanging on his waist, giving him an extremely fierce posture.

Ye Luo knew that it was not the pressure of his aura, but the sword energy he had developed that could no longer be restrained and overflowed in all directions!

He is indeed a strong opponent!

"Qiu Chuixue of the Blood Flame Sect, No. 9!"

"Otherwise...I'd better just abstain. Qiu Chuixue is so fierce. I'm not just going to lose the game!"

Qiu Chuixue was wearing a dark red robe, and her eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes. She didn't know whether she didn't get enough rest or was born like this.

All in all, this person looks very evil.

"Luo Bin, Madman Villa, No. 10!"

"What a pity, I am in the first round of this martial arts competition!"

Then, Luo Bin's number was also pulled out, which instantly caught Ye Luo's attention.

Luo Bin is dressed in white clothes, has a straight nose, and piercing eyes. Although his facial features are handsome, combined with the frivolity revealed between his eyebrows, it gives people a sense of cynicism.

However, the more he behaves like this, the more people dare not look down upon him.

You know, on the betting wall in the outfield casino, Luo Bin is the number one favorite to win this martial arts tournament!

"Is this person from the Luo family?"

Ye Luo frowned and opened the Nine Turns Holy Eyes at full strength, but still couldn't see any clues on Luo Bin.

In Ye Luo's eyes, Luo Bin looked like an ordinary person.

However...this is very scary!


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