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Chapter 1225 Fake beating

"Why, aren't you happy?"

After seeing off Zhu Hongtu and Jian Jiu, Wang Xu played with the two Origins of the World and looked at Zhao Xiaodan who was sitting on the chair with great interest, looking a little unhappy.

"No..."

Zhao Xiaodan pursed her lips and said no, what she was thinking was written on her face, how could she deceive Wang Xu's eyes.

Wang Xu shook his head slightly and said: "When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. I'm not afraid of Arrow Nine, but so what, is there any benefit in fighting him?

If you are tough for a long time, a martial artist will have no future. You must use your brain in everything.

Everyone is so busy, why are we working so hard? It’s not just profit. If you don’t get up early if you don’t have any profit, there is no right or wrong in the adult world.”

Zhao Xiaodan is still young and does not understand these big principles.

Wang Xu didn't expect her to listen. All he had to do was plant the seeds, and when spring came, the seeds would naturally germinate.

"Take the people of Lucky Gambling House, for example. Do you know what will happen if I don't agree to them? I can tell you responsibly, first of all, the two origins of the world are gone, and secondly, they will

I didn't care if he sniped me in the second game. Even that Arrow Nine, based on the strength he showed, would definitely not be my opponent, even if he hid some of his tricks.

However, Arrow Nine is not a lone ranger, he is a card introduced by Sage Chengtian. If I tear up this card, I will offend Sage Chengtian. He will not do anything even if he doesn't say it openly, but secretly.

In the end, I won face, lost face, and established a formidable enemy for myself. What do you think I was after? I had nothing to do and found myself an opponent?

Isn't that stupid? No one would do that except for a strange creature called the protagonist who exists to show off and slap people in the face as a motivation for survival.

On the contrary, it is not the case. I collect people's money, eliminate disasters with them, play a fake match in the second game, and get two Great Origins of the World.

Do you know what the two origins of the universe mean?

This means that 20,000 Zhongqian worlds like Biyahai can earn money by acting in a play, and saints are all rushing to do it.

You may not like Zhu Hongtu very much, but he is right in saying that we all need friends, and many friends are better than many enemies, even if they are just fair-weather friends.

I agreed, he has face, I have dignity, and we can make money together, so harmony will naturally lead to wealth.

Next time, when there is such a good thing, everyone can sit down and talk. When one day you find that some seemingly difficult things can actually be solved by just sitting down and drinking a cup of tea, you will no longer

I look down upon the me who used to only know how to fight and kill.

Remember, those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. When you cannot overthrow a system, the best way is to integrate into the system and use the system to make yourself a beneficiary.

People who are willing to kill someone's whole family at every turn and refuse to die are actually fools, and only fools will let themselves end up in that situation.

Smart people have no enemies, only those they can cooperate with now and those they can cooperate with in the future.

Cooperation can be a win-win situation, or it can be a merger. I know a man named John Rockefeller. What he is best at doing is to turn his opponent into a friend, then from a friend to a partner, and then annex him.

He always has a bargaining chip that you can't refuse, forcing you to change your attitude and cooperate with him even if you don't like him.

In the end, he is always the winner, in a way that you can obviously resist, but feel that resisting is not worth the loss, sighing sadly that you are out.

This kind of person is the big winner. On the contrary, those who can only speak with swords often die under the sword in the end. I know a super being named Pangu. He is more powerful than the fallen Holy Lord and has the power to open up the original world.

But he eventually died of exhaustion on the way to open up the world. From this, it can be seen that, let alone the Saint Realm and the Heavenly Dao Realm, even the Dao Dao Realm monks are not really invincible in the world."

In all kinds of ways, Wang Xu told what he had seen and learned, as well as the life experiences he had learned over the years.

His experiences are colorful, and I can safely say that not many saints in the fallen world community have the same opportunities as him.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, but everything to do with adventure.

Wang Xu climbed up from one world to another step by step. Each world touched him a lot, especially the worlds with different systems, which was even more eye-opening.

If you don’t believe me, ask the saints in the Heluo world, do they know what magic is, and do they know what a financial crisis is?

I don’t know, they only know the level of cultivation, because the world they live in is measured by cultivation. On the one hand, they are strong, and on the other hand, they naturally have shortcomings.

Nothing is perfect.

Wang Xu also didn't want Zhao Xiaodan's vision to be limited to the world of Heluo and become a mentally retarded child who only knew how to practice and was stupid in other aspects.

Because only mentally retarded children will not compromise and only know how to be tough.

If we follow the protagonist's arrangements and refuse to fight fake matches, we will probably encounter Arrow Nine in the second match tomorrow.

After Arrow Nine, there will be stronger people coming out, fighting the younger ones and the older ones. This feud has been forged, and Saint Chengtian will eventually end in person.

In the end, after narrowly escaping death and going through many hardships, what can he gain?

Nothing is gained, this is purely a war caused by willfulness.

On the contrary, if both parties sit down to discuss cooperation and prospects, whether it is good for you or me, then everyone can make money.

As for a little fame, can that be used as food?

If it could be done, so many people would not starve to death during the Great Famine. Having enough food is the first priority. If you don’t have enough food, you are waiting to discuss your ideals with the Lord of Hell.

After one night...

The next day, Wang Xu started to participate in the second game. As expected, the opponent he drew was just an ordinary monk in the late eighth level, not much better than Cai Shun, who was killed by him instantly in the first game.

As Wang Xu is a dark horse figure who kills his opponent with one move and advances strongly, there is no suspense about where the two sides will go.

However, Wang Xu is a good actor, who can't act?

From the beginning, the two sides fought in a regular manner. It seemed that they were indistinguishable from each other. In fact, Wang Xu made no contribution at all.

After three hundred moves, Wang Xu found a flaw and attracted the opponent to attack.

After the fight, Wang Xu deliberately pretended to have forgotten the rules of the game, and ran out of the ring in desperation, losing the game due to a foul.

"Isn't it too fake? Is this okay?"

"Wucao, you're an actor, no, you're the best actor!"

"Hei Sai, Hei Sai, give me back my hard-earned money!"

The audience was excited, but Wang Xu didn't care at all. The referee left after announcing the verdict.

In the third game, Wang Xu was very angry. He faced an early eighth-level monk who was not very strong and relied on a bye to reach this point. He won without any suspense.

Then comes the fourth game. After two wins and one loss, Wang Xu only needs to win one more game to win the promotion spot.

However, just the night before the game, the people from Lucky Casino found him again and planned to arrange a good opponent for him.

This time, Lucky Casino doesn't want Wang Xu to lose, but wants him to win.

The purpose is very simple. Young Master Iron Sword, who was defeated by Arrow Nine, will compete tomorrow with two wins and one loss.

Although Mr. Iron Sword lost one game, many people had deep confidence in him. The game had not yet started, and without an opponent determined, he had accumulated 16,000 coins, winning thousands of bets on the origin of the world.

In comparison, Wang Xu, who was identified as an actor, had a pitifully small amount of money to bet. If he won, the house would immediately take all.

"We at Lucky Casino hope to arrange for you to snipe Mr. Iron Sword tomorrow. Can you do it?"

"It can be done, but it's very tricky. Mr. Iron Sword's voice is very high, and many people are optimistic about him. It is conservatively estimated that the amount of gamblers' bets on him is at least fifteen thousand pieces, which is more than the origin of the world. My

The requirements are not high, if you want me to snipe Mr. Iron Sword, no problem, I will take care of him for you with the Origin of the World."

In the room, Wang Xu stretched out a finger towards Zhu Hongtu.

"Is it too high?" Zhu Hongtu frowned.

"How can it be so high? If Master Iron Sword wins, you don't know how much you will lose. I can't fight hard for me. Are you going to let me work in vain?" Wang Xu shrugged and said, "That way

If so, you don’t have to look for me, just take care of it yourself.”

"Okay, just one, happy cooperation!"

“A pleasure to work with...”


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