With Zhou Yuerong hosting this prize-winning quiz, everyone felt it was even more reliable.
Yan Guinan, Yu Ziwen, and Lu Ruoxue were all speechless when they saw Chen Yang suddenly engaging in a lottery with prizes.
The death cage challenge is about to begin.
How big of a heart does Chen Yang have that he still has the mood to engage in such a thing?
However, based on their understanding of Chen Yang, it must be Chen Yang who has absolute confidence in this battle.
But then I thought about it, and it seemed that no matter what the situation, Chen Yang was very calm.
For a moment, Yan Guinan and the other two felt unsure.
At this time, someone asked Chen Yang: "What are the specific rules?"
Chen Yang said: "It's very simple. Let's guess who will win between me and Senior Brother Zheng. Bet with contribution points and divide it into two prize pools. After the final result is out, the winning party, that is, me or Senior Brother Zheng, will take away 30% of the other party's prize pool.
Contribution points.”
"Then the remaining 70% of the contribution points in the loser's prize pool will be distributed among the brothers who guessed correctly according to the proportion of their contribution points in the winning prize pool to the contribution points in the losing prize pool.
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Everyone thought about it and discovered this rule, that is, the winning party will share the contribution points of the losing party's bet.
But someone raised a question: "Chen Yang, if there are very few people betting on you, then even if we vote for Senior Brother Zheng to win, we won't get many contribution points in the end. What's the point?"
Chen Yang smiled and said: "You can also bet on me. If everyone bets on Senior Brother Zheng, and you bet on me, if you win, you will get more points."
"Hahaha……"
Hearing Chen Yang's words, the whole audience laughed.
In their view, betting on Chen Yang is a joke, because Chen Yang has almost no possibility of winning.
However, no matter how many people bet on Chen Yang, no matter how small the points are, no matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. No one is willing to let go of such a free opportunity to gain contribution points.
Someone asked: "Chen Yang, how to place bets?"
Chen Yang looked at Zhou Yuerong and said: "Everyone will allocate all their contribution points to Elder Zhou as the bet amount, which will be kept by Elder Zhou. Then Elder Zhou will register it, and after the battle is over, Elder Zhou will distribute it fairly.
Contribution points.”
Zhou Yuerong rolled her eyes at Chen Yang. Although she felt a little unhappy about being the banker for Chen Yang for nothing, she still nodded in agreement.
However, it was too busy for her to register.
She glanced at the people present and planned to find a disciple to help register.
Her eyes fell on Ren Zifei.
After all, Ren Zifei is the thirty-fourth ranked disciple of Longji Academy. He often went to the Demon Gathering Cave to practice in the past, so Zhou Yuerong knew him.
"Ren Zifei, come here and help register your bets."
Zhou Yuerong greeted.
Ren Zifei raised his eyebrows, flew to Zhou Yuerong's side, glanced at Chen Yang jokingly, and then said to Zhou Yuerong: "Elder Zhou, I will first bet 50,000 contribution points on whether Zheng Yanzhou will win."
After finishing, he took out the token, allocated 50,000 contribution points to Zhou Yuerong, and then recorded his betting amount and betting objects in front of Zhou Yuerong.
When they saw that he made a move, it was 50,000 contribution points, and everyone was stunned.
However, since even the powerful Ren Zifei is optimistic about Zheng Yanzhou, it is definitely not wrong to guess that Zheng Yanzhou will win.
After all, Ren Zifei's eyesight should be better than everyone else's.
Everyone's determination to bet on Zheng Yanzhou has become even stronger.
For a time, the disciples who came to watch the battle all stepped forward to place their bets.
Zhou Yuerong is responsible for collecting contribution points, and Ren Zifei registers them.
Soon, almost all the disciples who came to watch the battle took part in the bets, with betting amounts ranging from 1,000 contribution points to 50,000 contribution points.
Seeing that more time had passed, Zheng Yanzhou was not impatient.
In his opinion, he will definitely win in the end.
Although Chen Yang will not have many contribution points in his prize pool, it is still good to get 30% for nothing.
At this time, someone shouted: "Brother Ren, please announce the prize pool. Let us see how many contribution points Chen Yang has in the prize pool. Only then will we know how much we can get."
Ren Zifei secretly laughed in his heart, but on the surface he looked as usual and announced loudly: "Zheng Yanzhou's total prize pool is 1,826,000 contribution points, and the number of bettors is 396 people. Chen Yang's total prize pool is one
Ten thousand and eight contribution points, the number of bettors is five people."
After hearing what Ren Zifei said, the whole audience burst into laughter.
The contrast between Chen Yang and Zheng Yanzhou is very funny.
"There are actually five of them!"
Chen Yang smiled playfully, but he didn't expect that besides Yan Guinan, Lu Ruoxue, and Yu Ziwen, there were two other people betting for him.
Someone said: "It seems that even if Senior Brother Zheng wins, we will only be able to get a few dozen contribution points."
"Only three people voted for Chen Yang, it's not like that."
"Everyone knows he will lose, and only fools vote for him."
"Who are you stupid? I just gave him five contribution points, just in case he wins."
"I also voted for three contribution points."
The whole place was buzzing with discussion. When he heard the sound, Chen Yang realized that there were actually two unknown people betting on him.
However, these two people only contributed a few contribution points, and they were just teasing him.
Then, he flew towards Zhou Yuerong and said: "Elder Zhou, I will invest 7,000 contribution points for myself."
"Hahaha, he actually has the courage to vote for himself."
"He's going to die anyway, so he might as well take advantage of it."
The crowd burst into laughter again.
Chen Yang assigned his contribution points to Zhou Yuerong, then landed and returned to the death cage challenge stage.
After Ren Zifei registered, he looked at Chen Yang mockingly. The bet at this moment was a kind of humiliation to Chen Yang. He felt that it was more satisfying than defeating Chen Yang.
Zhou Yuerong shouted to everyone: "Is there anyone else who wants to bet? If not, the battle will begin?"
The whole place was silent. All the votes had been made, and others were not interested in making any more votes.
Anyway, if you vote for Zheng Yanzhou, you won't win many contribution points in the end, so it's unnecessary.
"In that case, let's begin this death cage challenge."
Zhou Yuerong nodded, looked at Chen Yang and Zheng Yanzhou, and said: "You two, hand over your respective death cage challenge orders."
Zheng Yanzhou took out a Death Cage Challenge Order, soared into the air, handed it into Zhou Yuerong's hands, and then returned below.
Chen Yang frowned because he remembered that after receiving the death cage challenge order, he seemed to have thrown it in the yard and was bitten by the cannon. He did not know whether the cannon had been eaten.
Zhou Yuerong saw that Chen Yang was silent and asked: "Chen Yang, where is your death cage challenge order?"
Chen Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Elder Zhou, my death cage challenge order is fed to the dog..."
"What, fed the dog?"
Suddenly, the entire audience burst into exclamations, feeling that Chen Yang's words were really ridiculous.