Chen Xiaoyun stood up slowly, looked at the young man in white standing proudly in the arena for a moment, and then said calmly: "Tulong, you can compete however you want, I, the Fuyao Sect, will not interfere."
"But... I hope you understand what you are doing."
Hearing this, Chen Shen nodded with a smile on his face: "Thank you so much, fairy lady."
"What? Fairy Fuyao is actually willing to allow her own racer to act like this?"
"Hey, didn't you hear just now? Yun Guxue already said that Chen Shen and the Fuyao Sect did not sign a blood contract of affiliation."
"Then Fairy Chen still defends him like this, really..."
"Maintaining shit!"
"In my opinion, that boy is so ignorant and has failed the Fuyao Sect's hard work on him. Aunt Chen is deliberately trying to kill him."
"Yes, I also think this possibility is more likely. There is no need for disobedient racers to exist."
"Chen Xiangu wants to use the five Xuanzongs from the battle ten days later as swords to get rid of this disobedient racer."
"After all, in the Free City, apart from the Medicine God Arena, there is no other place where you can legally kill people."
"That's right. Even if Chen Xiangu is the top expert of Fuyao Sect, once she violates the city's rules, she will inevitably be attacked by the other seventeen sects, and she will die in the end!"
…
"Senior, is there no problem this time?"
Chen Shen asked with a satisfied smile.
"Ah? Oh yes, no problem."
He Yunzi finally came to his senses and thought to himself: "This kid Tulong doesn't know he's about to die."
"However, what does this guy's life and death have to do with me? Everything is his own choice."
"In this case, the total amount of bets will increase several times, and it may not reach a record high..."
"Well, it's time to make good use of these ten days and promote it."
The old man was thinking secretly as he watched the young man in white walking away.
At a certain moment, the other party suddenly stopped, turned around and rushed back, saying with a smile on his face: "I almost forgot, you should still owe me 300,000 kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones, right?"
"Well……"
"Don't worry, just listen to what I have to say first."
Chen Shen smiled mysteriously: "Last time, I waited three days for the competition. In return for publicity, you promised to give me 300,000 kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones."
"This time, I will give you ten days, and the stunt will be bigger. I wonder if the Divine Medicine Sect should also show some expression?"
He Yunzi's eyebrows twitched: "You guy...are there any people like you who are so naked and asking for favors?"
Chen Shen shrugged: "I have no idea, I have to make full preparations for the Liberty City auction."
The old man rolled his eyelids and thought to himself: "It's still the auction in Liberty City...it's still a matter of debate whether you can survive until that day."
However, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "I understand. I'll give you a total of 1.3 million kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones. Is that okay?"
"But it can only be settled on the day of your game. Moreover, I hope you will keep this secret forever."
Chen Shen shook his head: "No need to bother."
"I don't want to take any of the more than one million kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones. I just hope that in the next battle, the share I win by betting on my victory will be exempted from the rake. How about that?"
"Um?"
He Yunzi's eyes narrowed, and he laughed faintly in his heart: "Haha, I really don't know where this guy got his superstitious belief? Do you really think you can win?"
"Okay, I agree!"
"There is no proof for what you say. Please make a blood oath and blood contract as proof."
"You troublesome guy..."
He Yunzi complained, but in action he still followed Chen Shen's wishes and made a blood oath.
Although the guests could not hear the content of the voice transmission between the young man in white and He Yunzi's fingers, they heard clearly what the latter said when he swore an oath.
"Hey, I thought the blue player was going to say something. He was making trouble for a long time because he was praying to the Divine Medicine Sect to exempt him from the draw after winning the last battle."
"Humph, he doesn't even think about it, has he won it?"
"Just because he thought that guy had no hope of winning, He Yunzi agreed to his request, right?"
"Anyway, he is destined to lose. The Divine Medicine Sect can't extract the favor even if they want to, so they will simply give him a favor."
…
At this moment, Chen Shen Xuanyin raised his voice and said loudly: "Since senior He Yunzi takes such good care of you, I should repay you in return."
Saying this, the young man in white suddenly stretched out his arms, spreading them to both sides at shoulder level, and spread his fingers widely: "Ten breaths!"
"In the battle ten days later, I will definitely defeat five opponents within ten breaths."
"If I fail to achieve it, I lose!"
After saying that, he did not forget to turn his head and gave He Yunzi a show-off smile: "Hey, this gimmick should be big enough, right? It's not a loss at all to exempt me from personal pumping, right?"
"Okay, I wish you a lot of money in ten days. See you later!"
After saying these words, Chen Shen turned around calmly and left the field.
After a long while, He Yunzi came back to his senses and couldn't laugh or cry: "You still make a lot of money?"
"You have to defeat your opponent within ten breaths to be considered a winner. Once this additional condition is laid out, how many bad guys are still willing to bet on you?"
"According to the rules of the Medicine God Tournament, when the gambling reward ratio between the blue and red sides reaches ten to one, the game will be closed."
"The total amount of spiritual stones you win by betting on me is very small, but I still make a huge profit!"
He Yunzi is depressed and can't calm down.
For many guests, Chen Shen’s declaration that “victory is guaranteed in ten breaths” was ground-breaking——
"Not only does he have to fight one against five, but he also has to defeat all his opponents within ten breaths to be considered a winner. Isn't this nonsense?"
"Yeah, I really don't know where he got the support from. He is simply arrogant to the extreme."
"Hmph, I wanted to bet on him to win before, hoping to get an upset. But now... betting on him to win is equivalent to throwing away a lot of spiritual stones!"
"Hmm...I don't think so."
"Judging from his unscathed performance in the previous games, he may not have any chance of winning if he can make such bold statements."
"Save it! If there is no limit of ten breaths, even if the hope is slim, I am willing to take a gamble. But now, hum, I will never bet the spirit stone on a frivolous person."
Among them, there are also some practitioners of conspiracy theories, who asked suspiciously: "Wait a minute, you think... is there a possibility of fake competitions?"
"The five Xuanzong deliberately let the earth dragon win and obtained a large amount of spiritual stones?"
"How could it be! The Divine Medicine Sect will never allow this to happen."
"Yeah, even if it's a fake competition, you still have to play well, right? Each of the five Xuanzongs can be several steps below the Earthly Dragon level in cultivation."
"If they all voluntarily abstain from voting like this, wouldn't they be treating the audience like fools?"
"There is no need to wait for the guests to make trouble. In order to ensure that the Medicine God League is the signature, He Yunzi and others will naturally punish the fake contestants in the most severe way. It is not impossible to wipe out the whole family..."
"That's right. No one is willing to take the risk of annihilating the entire family."