Was Darkness Port quiet at six in the morning?
Not at all. Darkness Port was densely populated. Even though less than half of the population was busy, the streets were already crowded. Of course, it was not as bustling as it was during peak times.
Therefore, the little commotion on the streets was obvious.
Boss Huang was never a steady person even though he liked to pretend to be.
He quickly poked his head out to take a peek and listen carefully. He then retracted his head and looked at Tang Ling with a profound gaze. "Tang Long is making his move. He's early."
"Is that so?" Tang Ling was nonchalant.
The Hell Ledge Challenge was going to take a long time. It was almost five months away, and he would be 16 by then.
Since he had so much time, why would he be in a hurry to challenge? He should be accumulating his strength instead.
Of course, Tang Ling understood the passion of the people. The biggest event in Darkness Port was the Hell Ledge Challenge.
For a popular seeded player to choose this time to challenge, it would be strange if there was no movement at all.
"What do you think?" Boss Huang crossed his arms and leaned against the wall as if he was an idiot. He looked as annoying as he could get.
"What else can I think?" Tang Ling pointed at the stitched wound on his chest and said, "You cut me open? How can you expect me to fight? What are you thinking? "
As he spoke, Tang Ling fished out a bag from under his pillow and tossed it to Boss Huang.
"What?" Boss Huang caught the bag that Tang Ling tossed over. Inside the bag was the Black Sea coins that he had given Tang Ling yesterday.
Why did he put it under his pillow? It was as if someone was trying to steal it from him.
However, would there be a chance for him to do so? How should he frame Han Xing after he stole the coins? The thought popped up in Boss Huang's mind uncontrollably.
"Help me buy the bets. Tang Long can get an SSS score or something. "Tang Ling shrugged. He would be an idiot if he did not take the money.
Tang Ling believed that some of the young geniuses would work with the forces behind the bets because of benefits. Tang Long would never do that. Given his pride, he would never value benefits over glory.
Therefore, Tang Long's bets were in the bag.
With that in mind, Tang Ling suddenly thought of something and showed a cunning smile similar to Boss Huang's.
"What do you want now?" Boss Huang was counting the Black Sea coins in his bag. If the kid took out a few coins and insisted that it was 750 coins, how would he explain himself?
"Are there any gambling factions that want to work with me?" Tang Ling smiled brightly.
Boss Huang blinked several times as he looked at Tang Ling. "Aren't you a little too naughty? If you want to do this, I'll take half of the money. "
"Why should I?" Tang Ling was upset.
"Because if you work with them, you won't be working with me. That would be a loss! Think about it. You've been eating my food, drinking my water, earning my money, and I've even taught you. I … "Boss Huang counted with his fingers and acted like he was in the right.
"Alright, alright, half it is. You will be in charge of contacting the gambling organizations. " Tang Ling needed money, a huge amount of it. He did not have money, so he was shameless. He was not Tang Long. He grew up like a weed and did not care about his reputation.
As long as Tang Ling was willing to pay, he could get an A or a B! It did not matter!
Boss Huang gulped nervously. The temptation was huge. Given Tang Ling's current momentum, if he was not in Dvesha Moha, many other gambling factions would have contacted Tang Ling secretly because of him.
"No, you'd better be shameless. There are many ways to earn money, but glory is hard to come by. "Boss Huang looked serious and his attitude took a 180-degree turn.
"What do you mean?" Tang Ling suddenly felt like he did not know Boss Huang anymore.
"I mean it! If I know you're working with a gambling faction, I'll teach you a lesson. I'm serious. Besides, you don't want to stay in Dvesha Moha anymore. I'm serious too. "Boss Huang was not joking at all.
Tang Ling was stunned by Boss Huang's attitude. What the hell is this? Didn't Boss Huang want to split the money with me a second ago?
"You can buy Tang Long's bet, but it's boring. The odds for him to clear the stage with an SSS score are very low. If he clears the stage with an SSS score, the odds are 1 to 1.02 for the fourth stage, 1 to 1.03 for the fifth stage, and 1 to 2 for the sixth stage. On top of that, there's another bet for him to clear the sixth stage. The odds are 1 to 1.3. Are you sure you want to buy it? If you win, you won't get much money, but if you lose, you'll go bankrupt. "Boss Huang changed the topic.
Tang Ling quickly grasped the key of the problem — the odds of the sixth stage.
There was no need to ask. The three stages of Hell Ledge formed a single stage, and the sixth stage trapped all the young geniuses. Some of them used their trump cards to clear the stage while some of them improved themselves repeatedly and challenged the stage again.
Of course, there were still some geniuses who did not make a move. They were waiting for Tang Ling and Tang Long to come out of seclusion.
They needed to compare themselves to be motivated.
Would Tang Long be able to clear the sixth stage? At least, the odds were not optimistic, but Tang Ling did not believe it.
He and Tang Long had almost brought forward the Life Or Death Duel. As a spectator, no one knew Tang Long's strength better than him.
Less than two seconds later, he said to Boss Huang, "Clear the sixth stage with an SSS score. Bet all 750 Black Sea coins on it."
Boss Huang gave Tang Ling a thumbs up and said, "You're amazing! You're a young man, aren't you? "
As a matter of fact, Boss Huang wanted to bet as well, but he planned to bet 50 Black Sea coins instead.
Since Tang Ling and Tang Long's first challenge had Gray Mist Street and the Bloody Tower, it was entirely possible that they would open up something even more insane, such as the Blazing Road!
If that was the case, Tang Long's chances of clearing the stage with an SSS score were slim.
Based on what Boss Huang knew, there were other places in Hell Ledge that had never been opened to the public before, so the Blazing Road was not that bad.
At most, he would lose 100 Black Sea coins. He had earned a lot yesterday.
How would Tang Ling react if he lost everything? Boss Huang was strangely happy.
"What are you laughing at?" Tang Ling felt like Boss Huang was being extra cunning at the moment. Boss Huang suddenly ran over with the bowl of porridge and pinned Tang Ling down. He poured the porridge into Tang Ling's mouth and sealed his mouth with his hand.
"Ugh, ugh …" Tang Ling almost choked to death. All he could do was swallow the porridge that smelled burnt and the rice was uncooked. What did Boss Huang put in the porridge? It reeked of urine!
Tang Ling wanted to cry. If there was a way for him to beat up Boss Huang, he would be more than happy to do it.
"Boss, where's the red striped lobster with golden pincers that I put in the bucket? It might be small, but it's very expensive. It's gone. "Ding Ling suddenly appeared at the door.
Of course, it was expensive! In the Purple Moon era, many creatures grew bigger, but there was a type of magical lobster, a Level 4 vicious beast, that was only the size of a fist.
It was prepared by Boss Huang in order to enter his dream. It might be a Level 4 vicious beast, but it contained the richest protein, which was beneficial to the recovery of wounds. On top of that, its protein was miraculous. It also contained a natural substance that even the scientists had yet to discover. It was called R2 glue.
Judging from the name alone, it could be used on wounds as well. It was like glue that could bind wounds together. It was a holy item for healing and hemostasis.
"I used it to make porridge," Boss Huang replied casually before he looked at Tang Ling. Do you know how nice I am to you?
"Boss? Do you really know how to cook a lobster? You need to drink it. The red striped lobster's urine stinks, "Ding Ling grumbled in confusion before she wiggled her tiny body away.
Tang Ling glared at Boss Huang angrily. How dare you make me drink urine?
Boss Huang ran away!
**
In the Hell Ledge arena.
A few days ago, the arena was a little quiet, but because of Tang Long's challenge, it became lively again.
Somehow, when Tang Long challenged the other geniuses, none of them dared to challenge him. They preferred to keep a low profile in front of the audience.
Therefore, Tang Long was the only one in the entire Hell Ledge.
Eight days had passed, and the heavily injured Tang Long seemed to have recovered quite well. He even grew stronger.
He used to have a noble temperament, but the iron-blooded aura of a man was not enough. When he appeared in the arena again, his body somehow emanated an iron-blooded aura.
No one knew that the injury granted Tang Long an iron-blooded body. Even Tang Long himself did not know about it. With his Precise Instinct, he had a deeper understanding of it than Tang Ling, so he noticed the changes in his body.
His muscles were so dense that it was almost impossible to make them stronger through the process of 'destroying' them and then growing them again, unless energy was injected.
Tang Long needed energy even though his accumulation was enough to scare many young geniuses to death. However, he did not want to use his accumulation. If he needed to infuse energy into his muscles, he would earn new energy instead.
As a matter of fact, because of his accumulation, Tang Long used special techniques and resources to expand and cultivate his dantian.
The energy that he accumulated was stored in a special way. It was so thick that it was almost crystallized. There were even small energy crystals floating in the thick energy.
Therefore, Tang Ling's judgment was not wrong at all. Once he became a Purple Moon Warrior, his advantage against many other young geniuses would shrink drastically or even disappear, let alone Tang Long.
Therefore, Tang Ling was only aiming for an above average position and slowly catching up! Given Tang Ling's pride, he could not accept a lower position.
Tang Long, for example, could not accept a lower position even though he had accumulated so much energy. He had kept a low profile for a long time just to shock the world when he became a Purple Moon Warrior!
Tang Long used to keep a low profile until he came to Darkness Port. It was only because of Tang Ling that he became a little more high-profile.
Tang Ling's strength was not just on the surface. It was also not the strength that he could fully display when he was just a Purple Moon Warrior.
Even so, he was still the No. 1 genius on the surface. Who would have thought that the No. 1 genius was planning to break through after accumulating his strength?
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