143: C143 Blind Betting

C143 Blind Betting

Zhang Soong sized him up a few times, then said coldly: "You came to see Annual Competition too right? Why don't we meet tonight in the Annual Competition Arena. "

Pei Feng's performance in the Martial Arts Exchange was breathtaking. However, he was confident in his own abilities and didn't think that he would lose.

Pei Feng shook his head, and said indifferently: "I came to see Annual Competition, but I only came to look, not to fight. How about this, I'll participate in the next Thai Fist Training Course, and we'll fight in class, how about that? "

This Zhang Soong was simply joking, fighting on the first day of Annual Competition?

Pei Feng wasn't interested at all.

This time, he might not make a move. Even if he did make a move, it would only be the final day — the day when he would be a true powerful Martial Master … Only on that day.

"Alright, it's a deal!"

Pei Feng nodded and didn't say anything else. He pulled Chang Xiao'e past the six of them and headed to the other side of the street.

"..."

At seven in the evening, the annual Annual Competition finally began.

The Annual Competition Arena was located in the northernmost area of the Mingwu Village.

The mountain was called Tai Chi Mountain, and the ancient Soong Mountain store was located at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by lush green pine forests, and outside the pine forest was a large field of ponds.

There wasn't even a proper parking lot in the place. The cars were parked in a clearing in the pine forest.

Even though the "parking lot" was simple, there were many luxurious cars parked at a glance. There were many of them, so many that you couldn't even see the end of them.

Pei Feng didn't look for Ninth Master Du and the others. He turned on his flying mode on his phone. It was already 7: 30 when he arrived with Chang Xiao'e. The manor was already brightly lit.

The admission ticket was 888 yuan each. Standing at the door were six burly looking people who were responsible for collecting tickets, all of them wearing training clothes.

After paying for the tickets and entering the Ancient Soong Mountain Villa, impressively, it was not like the layout of the ordinary villas, it was completely arranged to look like a foreign boxing competition arena – on top of the roof was a huge umbrella shaped dome with a white steel structure, which was supposed to be used for protection against the rain.

There were at least a thousand seats around him, and more than half of them were already filled.

The competition had not even officially started, and the host was currently on stage reading out the Annual Competition rules. Dozens of beautiful women in bright red cheongsam were walking around the audience with blue and white porcelain plates in hand.

The blue and white porcelain bowl was filled with bets. Whoever wanted to bet on the match, just write it down and place it in the blue and white porcelain plate.

Of course, this was all because of the wager in the bonus pool. The big shots wagering was a gamble they made in private.

Pei Feng brought Chang Xiao'e to a corner seat and sat down, looking around coldly.

The lottery draw, the wine, and the tickets were all the earnings of this Annual Competition. Amongst them, the lottery draw and the wine draw were the major parts of the lottery draw.

Wine was sold at an exorbitant price. After three days, the consumption would be astonishing.

Even though the Bonus Pool was said to belong to the one who emerged victorious in the end, it was not the case. The final amount of the Bonus Pool, as well as the organizers of the Annual Competition, would be taken away by the Mingwu Village Committee with 20% of the prizes taken out from it. The Mingwu Village Committee would also receive 20% of the last day's huge prize money.

This was also a tacit understanding of the rules, just like collecting taxes.

Not long later, Xu Lu, Luo Yihsing and the others also arrived.

Xu Lu stood at the entrance of the manor and looked around. With her sharp eyes, she saw Pei Feng and Chang Xiao'e sitting in a corner.

Pei Feng was still indifferent, as if he didn't care about anyone's death. Chang Xiao'e leaned close to him and took a big pile of food. From time to time, she would try to please him by sending a few pills into Pei Feng's mouth with a smile.

"Scoundrel!"

Seeing this, Xu Lu stomped her feet and said hatefully.2

"Lu, what are you talking about?" Luo Yihsing came over.

"What else can you say? Look for yourself! " Xu Lu pointed at Pei Feng and Chang Xiao'e in the distance in annoyance.

"How about... Let's take a photo and send it to Zhuang Feiyu? "

Xu Lu shook her head, "No, you guys are not allowed to tell Xiao Yu about this. I need to think carefully about how to tell her."

"Let's go, we'll sit over there."

Zhang Soong said coldly: "If you are close, you can see clearly. Also, since this kid is able to defeat Shaoyang, his skills must be pretty good. He definitely isn't here just to watch the match. If he dares to challenge me on stage later, I will also closely follow and teach him a lesson! "

Tan Shaoyang frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't.

He was well aware of his master's temperament, arrogance, self-confidence, fiery temper, and extreme care for face. If he were to go and advise at this time … It was completely useless.

Pei Feng saw the six of them walking towards him and sitting next to him and Chang Xiao'e. The distance between them was only two meters.

What did that mean? And he even intentionally sat down next to him in a threatening manner?

Pei Feng frowned slightly.

He didn't mind, but Chang Xiao'e's expression changed. She didn't dare to say a single word, because Xu Lu was staring straight at her.

Chang Xiao'e had already guessed at something after what happened in the afternoon. She saw that Xu Lu was a little afraid, and in addition to her attire and aura, the school beauties from big cities were clearly far superior to her. She was mentally at a disadvantage and didn't even dare to look at Xu Lu once.

Looking at Chang Xiao'e rubbing her clothes with her hands and her pale face, Pei Feng's heart moved. He asked in a low voice: "Should we bet a few rounds later?"

It was up to the contestants to watch the match. Chang Xiao'e's attitude directly affected him, but that was out of the question.

However, he didn't have any reason to chase Xu Lu and the others away. The seats were casually taken, so they just sat to the side and didn't do anything else.

After thinking it over, he could only take Chang Xiao'e and make a few bets to agitate her emotions and break this awkward atmosphere.

"Betting on this … Mr. Pei, are you sure? "

Pei Feng smiled lightly: "Just bet with me later."

As he spoke, he beckoned to the cheongsam girl closest to him.

"Hello, is there anything special about betting on this?"

"The minimum bet is ten thousand. Just tell me which stage and it'll be that contestant." As for the instant payout, just watch the big screen over there, sir. "

"Do you have any information on the contestant?"

The qipao lady smiled sweetly, "Annual Competition does not provide information on participants. It's a blind gamble and all depends on one's eyesight, mister."

Pei Feng nodded and smiled faintly.

Blind betting was actually more beneficial to him because he could tell at a glance which was stronger and which was weaker. As long as there was no false competition, he would basically not lose. However, others might not be able to see through it.

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