Just when everyone felt sorry for Liang Feixue, suddenly, an unexpected change that no one expected happened, and at this moment, a jaw-dropping change occurred—
The fat man suddenly stopped dodging.
He exchanged three blows with Liang Feixue head-on with the long sword in his hand, then took the opportunity to distance himself, waved his hands hurriedly, and said loudly: "Stop! Stop! No more fighting, no more fighting, oh my god, I can't do it anymore , I’m starving to death. If I don’t eat anymore, I’m going to starve to death. Forget it, you win, don’t fight..."
As he spoke, he actually jumped off the stage.
Everyone watched in amazement as the fat man rushed to the players' resting area like a stray dog, and a golden, crispy roast chicken with an alluring aroma emerged from his bag. He tore it open twice and crazily stuffed it into his mouth.
"Your sister..." Ding Hao couldn't help but notice the black line on his forehead.
What kind of trouble is this
Liang Feixue stood on the ring in a daze.
The second child of the [Seven righteousness Alliance], who was always calm and low-key, obviously did not expect that he would eventually win the final victory in this way. There was a look of dumbfounding in his eyes.
After a brief silence, laughter suddenly erupted around the arena.
The disciples of Huangshan North Campus lowered their heads one by one, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl in. This damn fat guy is really a born foodie. He actually lost his temper at this time. This will bring shame to the entire Huangshan North Campus. Ah, so shameful, so shameless!
Lin Xin, the beautiful young man who had been with this foodie [Jiao Bu Li Meng, Meng Bu Li Jiao], was also sitting in the rest area at this time, staring at the fat man with a fierce look in his eyes, with a look like [break off friendship, cut off robes, from now on I I don’t recognize this fat man] expression.
"In the White Shirt Courtyard, Liang Feixue wins!"
The referee loudly announced the winner of the final contest.
This competition is undoubtedly the most bizarre one since the beginning of the competition between the five colleges. People may have expected the ending, but they definitely did not expect the process, let alone the factor that ultimately determines the outcome of the competition. It is "hungry". "This is the most unreasonable reason.
The disciples in the white-shirted courtyard welcomed Liang Feixue with cheers.
Liang Feixue's victory brought Baishan Intermediate School one step closer to the beautiful goal of "the two players from this hospital meeting up for the finals".
As for Li Muyun
Although Ding Hao is also very powerful, almost no one thinks that this mysterious and kingly leader of the [Seven righteousness Alliance] will lose.
Because Li Muyun has absolute strength.
…
"I've placed my bets, I've placed my bets, the competition between the five academies, Li Muyun versus Ding Hao, there's still a stick of incense left before the competition starts, so I'm done with it..."
Such sounds were heard constantly from some hidden corners outside the martial arts area.
Some people secretly opened a gambling bureau and regarded the competition of the five houses as an opportunity to make money. This indeed attracted many registered disciples and even outer and inner disciples to participate, and the business was booming.
Of course, the banker who can organize such a gambling game is at least an inner disciple of Wenjian Sect, with a distinguished status and credibility.
Although Wenjian Sect is definitely generous to its disciples and provides various training resources, the resources required for practicing martial arts are huge and limitless. Almost any strong martial artist is built with money and resources. Poor people and casual cultivators think It is really difficult to get ahead.
Passing various assessments in the sect, setting up gambling games, and collecting money are one of the favorite ways for many inner sect disciples.
Moreover, sect rules do not prohibit gambling.
"Hey, there's still one more incense left. Brother Ding's game is about to start. Why did you bring me here?" Zhang Fan looked at Wang Xiaoqi dissatisfied. The two of them walked furtively among the crowded crowd.
"Hehe, of course I'm here to make a fortune." Wang Xiaoqi chuckled, looking back and forth at several stalls.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan cautiously suggested: "You want to place a bet? Don't lose it then."
"Bah, bah, bah, bah, how can I pay?" Wang Xiaoqi had already chosen one of the largest stalls, squeezed in, and said with great familiarity: "Boss, tell me about the odds, who is Senior Brother Ding or Senior Brother Li?" The odds are higher?”
"Ding Hao will pay ten per cent, and Li Muyun will pay one point and five per cent. It's time to buy it!" the stall owner greeted enthusiastically.
Zhang Fan asked in confusion: "Huh? What do you mean?"
The young Orion boy is too naive in terms of emotions and doesn't even know what odds are.
Wang Xiaoqi patiently explained a few words, and Zhang Fan suddenly said angrily: "What? Looking down on Senior Brother Ding? The odds are so high? Xiaoqi, we will beat Senior Brother Ding, how much money do you have?"
Wang Xiaoqi was stunned. He didn't expect the Orion boy to change so quickly. He immediately took out a few gold tickets and a lot of gold leaves from his arms, threw them on the stall, and shouted: "Ten thousand taels of gold, beat Ding Hao." win!"
Zhang Fan and the people around him took a breath of air-conditioning.
Ten thousand taels
Is this too generous a move
The stall owner smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into flowers: "This brother is so generous. Can I ask for the golden ticket that Jianzong just passed? No problem, exactly 10,000 taels. This is the betting receipt, please keep it!"
Wang Xiaoqi enjoyed the shocked looks around her and proudly collected the credentials.
Zhang Fan immediately became very fond of him: "Xiao Qi, it turns out that you have so much confidence in Senior Brother Ding. I also believe that Senior Brother Ding will definitely win, and you will be rich by then."
Wang Xiaoqi chuckled and said: "It's not me, it's us, and Senior Brother Ding. If we win the money, we will share these ten thousand taels equally."
Zhang Fan was shocked: "How can this be done? I haven't even paid a tael of silver..."
"I said yes." Wang Xiaoqi pulled Zhang Fan out and urged him involuntarily: "Go back quickly, Senior Brother Ding's game is about to begin. We must cheer for Senior Brother Ding."
"Okay." Zhang Fan became anxious when he mentioned this matter.
"Ouch, ouch..." After walking a few steps, Wang Xiaoqi suddenly hugged his stomach and said, "I can't do it anymore. My stomach hurts. I'm going to have diarrhea. You go back and cheer for Brother Ding first. I'll go to the toilet and I'll come back later... "
Zhang Fan did not doubt that he was there, so he gave instructions, separated from the crowd, and walked towards Arena No. 1.
Seeing Zhang Fan walking away, Wang Xiaoqi chuckled and returned to the previous stall vigorously. Under the shocked and envious eyes of everyone, he threw another 30,000 taels of gold and laughed: "Quick, quick, 30,000 taels." , beat senior brother Li Muyun to win, boss, give me the credentials quickly!"
After a while, Wang Xiaoqi walked out of the crowd with a smile.
"Hey, Brother Ding, although I also believe in you, as a businessman, you can't hang yourself on a tree. I also want to make money. When the time comes, I will share the money with everyone. Don't blame me for treating you. I have no confidence.”
With that said, he put away his credentials and ran towards Arena No. 1.
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