145: C145 Two-way Betting

C145 Two-way Betting

The atmosphere in the field had reached its climax. There were those who cursed, those who screamed and cheered, Chang Xiao'e's mood had been completely lifted. She was laughing, yelling, jumping, and feeling extremely excited.

Xu Lu's face turned dark, especially Luo Yihsing's.

Losing 100 thousand was a small matter, and he didn't care about it at all. However, he was originally thinking about how he could compete with Pei Feng, so he decided to participate in the bet. He lost to Pei Feng … This was what made him most angry and upset!

Not only that, because of his suggestion, all six of them had lost, a total of 400 thousand!

There was a ten minute break after the Challenger League ended. It was to let the players take a breather, adjust, and recover their stamina. It was also the time to bet on the next round.

The second challenger had already entered the stage. A Martial Master of Divine State Country in yellow Han suit was in the midst of preparing.

At this moment, the qipao lady walked over. "Sir, the payout ratio was 10 to 1. Do you want to bet the 100 thousand you won in cash or in the bonus pool?"

"Ask her."

Pei Feng pointed at Chang Xiao'e beside him without raising his head.

Chang Xiao'e was stunned, but just as she was about to say something, Pei Feng added lightly: "This first bet belongs to us, so the 50 thousand is yours and the 50 thousand is mine. "Next, I'll take back my 50 thousand. I don't want to bet anymore, the remaining 50 thousand will be yours, bet or not. You decide for yourself, don't ask me."

"Oh yeah, if you stop right now, you can return 5000 to me later. Today, you'll earn 40 thousand 5. If you still want to bet... "I will give you advice. Listen to me and decide how much you want to bet."

Pei Feng's voice was light, as if he was talking about something insignificant. However, Chang Xiao'e's heart was in turmoil, and her breathing became rapid.

40 thousand 5!

It was equivalent to her one and a half years salary in the clothing factory!

However, to realize her dream, leaving enough money for a few years to supplement her family and allow her brother to go to school, and then continuing her high school and college, 40 thousand 5 was definitely not enough...

Just as she was hesitating and furiously rubbing her clothes, the Qipao girl's gentle voice slowly sounded in her ears, "Miss, there isn't much time left. Do you still want to bet on this round?"

Chang Xiao'e gritted her teeth and said resolutely, "Give me 40 thousand in cash and leave 10 thousand in the pool!"

"Okay, 90 thousand in cash, right? I'll tell the cashier to bring it. "

Chang Xiao'e took a deep breath and looked at Xiang Peifeng, "This round..." Do you still want to bet? "

Pei Feng smiled and said lightly: "And you still want to bet on the black to win."

"Good!" I also bet 10 thousand on the black guys winning! "

The qipao lady smiled sweetly. "Alright."

Just as he finished speaking, a cold voice came from the side: "I bet on Martial Master of Divine State Country to win! 100 thousand! "

Pei Feng turned his head and glanced at Luo Yihsing, whose face was ashen. In his heart, he couldn't help but laugh — this tempo … It was as if he was fighting against himself.

"I also bet on the Martial Master of Divine State Country winning, 100 thousand!"

Tan Shaoyang was clearly not one to admit defeat.

As soon as Tan Shaoyang spoke, Qin Zige followed up without any hesitation: "Me too, bet on Martial Master of Divine State Country to win, 100 thousand!"

As for the remaining three people, Zhang Soong's brows were tightly knitted, and he stared at the two contestants onstage without blinking... He was different from Luo Yihsing and Tan Shaoyang, the rich second generation, he was just the head of the sports department. Just now, he had lost more than 30 thousand, which already put a bit of pressure on him, since his annual salary was less than 200,000.

Ding Qianqian and Xu Lu looked at each other in dismay. It was obvious that they had no other ideas.

"Lu, do we still have to bet?"

Ding Qianqian asked softly.1

Xu Lu looked at Xiang Peifeng and saw him talking with Chang Xiao'e. Chang Xiao'e giggled. Her laughter was very bright.

With this look, the fire in her heart flared up.

"Gamble!" I also bet on the Martial Master of Divine State Country winning, 100 thousand -! "

Big sister, I'm asking you to buy with me, not by yourself!

Ding Qianqian stared at the cold Xu Lu in astonishment before looking at Zhang Soong, "Teacher Zhang, we..."

"Let's work together, 100 thousand, continue gambling!"

Zhang Soong's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice: "Buying a Martial Master of Divine State Country to win, 100 thousand!"

"Alright."

The girl in the qipao smiled, wrote down the details, then left with the blue and white porcelain plate.

She was the happiest because the Annual Competition had just started and was blooming everywhere she was in charge of. The more she gambled, the greater the rewards would be for her.

A few minutes later, the second round of the Challenger League began.

The young Martial Master of Divine State Country was acting very decently, he was actually a member of the Xing Yi Sect.

The moment they appeared, the black and Martial Master of Divine State Country began fighting intensely. The atmosphere immediately lit up again.

Pei Feng looked at the intense fight on the stage with cold eyes and a smile on his face.

This young Martial Master of Divine State Country was just a water test, his strength was also at the peak of the external force, but his aura was obviously much weaker than the black man's. He should have reached the peak of the external force not long ago, and looking at the slight change in his expression when he was warming up on the stage, he clearly did not have much experience in actual combat.

A lot of people came to the Xing Yi Sect this time. There were about ten of them, old and young, both men and women, sitting on the east side of the seats opposite of them. Pei Feng had already noticed that the Martial Master of Divine State Country on the stage was with them.

This time, the Xing Yi Sect clearly had plans for the Annual Competition, the first disciple to be sent … Just trying the water.

Sure enough, facing the black man's unpredictable and sharp leg techniques, the young Martial Master of Divine State Country was gradually feeling short of strength, and could not resist anymore.

The stage was round, very big, but there were no ropes. Even if they fell off the stage, they lost, and very quickly, the young Martial Master of Divine State Country, who had used his body technique to barely escape twice, was forced to the side of the stage for the third time by the black man.

This time, he wasn't so lucky.

The young Martial Master of Divine State Country was forced to the side of the stage. He attempted to use his movement technique to once again get rid of the opponent's pressure, but this time, he was seen through by the black man, and with a cut and sweep, he blocked his way out, following closely behind … Another one with a false flash, a surprise attack of the moon!

Although he blocked the attack, but the power behind the attack was extremely strong and ferocious, the young Martial Master of Divine State Country was not able to endure the pressure, and was kicked out of the stage.

In the second round of the Challenger League, the black man won.

This time the odds were 6 to 1, 10 thousand to 60 thousand.

Chang Xiao'e had gone mad. Her face was red with excitement as she jumped and shouted, unable to stop herself.

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