Chu Yang and the others laughed so much that their stomachs hurt.
However, everyone clearly knew one thing — The Meng Clan was done for. Even if they didn't die, their vitality would be greatly damaged.
And, the origin of all this was because of the few words Chu Yang had said.
Ji Mo and the others naturally prostrated themselves in admiration. However, Dong Wu Lei and Ji Zhu had cautious looks in their eyes. They looked at Chu Yang with fear in their eyes. [This Big Brother Chu … is an extremely terrifying person!]
[He only talked about the terror of this evil technique. But, he didn't say how to break it. This made the people of Jianghu feel insecure. And, all the big clans became vigilant. So, the Meng Clan was excluded from this.
So, he had ruthlessly cut the Meng Clan from its roots. And, he had damaged its tendons and bones!]
[His grasp of people's hearts is very accurate.] Moreover, the effect of such rumors and slanders was dozens of times more effective than usual in the chaotic world of the Three Heavens.
The fate of the Meng Clan was almost predictable.
Chu Yang smiled as he listened to these messages. He was also analyzing them. However, his heart was full of interest for the bride snatching competition. This wasn't a small matter. Almost all the big clans were going to fight here.
This fight would thoroughly reflect the big camps of the Three Heavens. And, this was what Chu Yang needed. This would help him decide where to start.
After all, hearsay wasn't as good as seeing it with one's own eyes!
Chu Yang looked at Dong Wu Lei and Ji Zhu along the way. He sighed with emotion in his heart. [These big clans' Grand Dukes aren't ordinary people.]
Ji Zhu had a sloppy appearance. In fact, he was sloppy. However, Chu Yang felt that he was a wise man who appeared to be stupid. He was sloppy on the outside. But, he wasn't a fool on the inside.
Moreover, his sloppy and lazy appearance had become his best camouflage.
He was a person who was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
Dong Wu Lei's scheming was deep. Moreover, he was also very suspicious. He was far less straightforward than Dong Wu Shang. Of course, this was also determined by his position. He was a typical Clan Lord of a big clan.
Moreover … Dong Wu Lei was very afraid of Chu Yang at present.
Ji Zhu treated Ji Mo very well among these two pairs of brothers. But, Dong Wu Lei treated Dong Wu Shang. So, Chu Yang couldn't figure it out. [Presumably, even Dong Wu Lei himself can't figure out his own thoughts.]
He felt that his brother was close and reliable, but he also felt that his position was threatened. His sense of crisis could not suppress his brotherly love, but his brotherly love could not replace his sense of crisis and his desire for power …
[Dong Wu Lei must be very conflicted in his heart right now …]
Chu Yang sighed.
He looked at Dong Wu Shang Xin's majestic body, which was like a mountain, and his square face was calm. Chu Yang felt somewhat sad and worried for him, [Does he know what his elder brother is thinking?]
Dong Wushang was a loyal and righteous person. Perhaps he didn't know, so he worked hard to do things for the family, to solve his elder brother's problems, and to be the leader himself. But even if he knew, he would still do it and nothing would change.
This was Dong Wushang!
When they reached the top of the mountain, they saw a place that looked like a large basin. (You can imagine the football field now, cough cough …)
The place was already packed with people!
Especially on a large platform that had just entered the arena, it was extremely lively.
"I'll bet! I'll bet! I'll bet that Ji Mo will lose, 1000 taels! " A man was jumping up and down, holding a banknote and shouting. He was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.
"I'll also bet that Ji Mo will lose, 10,000 taels!" another man shouted.
"I'll bet that Gao Sheng will win, 10,000 taels!" a big man shouted.
"Me too …"
Black lines appeared on Ji Mo's forehead. He couldn't help but mutter, "Fu * k, this Old Wu is so unlikeable …"
Chu Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed a guy who was hurriedly running over. He asked, "What's going on?"
"Fu * k! Let me go! This Old Wu is rushing to place a bet! Ji Mo's odds of winning have already reached 1: 5. Fu * k, if you hold this Old Wu for a while, the price will rise again … "this man struggled with all his strength.
Chu Yang was stunned and let go of his hand. This man quickly ran over to place a bet. He didn't even have time to see who had grabbed him.
"Ji Mo, look at you. Your popularity … is really …" Luo Ke Di sighed, "Too bad! No one is betting on you to win. "..."
Ji Mo gritted his teeth. He looked at Luo Ke Di as if he wanted to eat him alive, "Others won't bet on me to win. What about you? Who are you betting on? You're going to fight! "
Luo Ke Di beamed with joy and said, "Of course. We are brothers. So, I'm naturally going to fight. But, this has nothing to do with who I'm betting on, right? You're not the one who started the bet, right? You don't need to compensate me if I win, right? "
Then, this guy took out a banknote from his bosom and dashed over, "Get out of the way, get out of the way! I'm going to place a bet! "
The noisy crowd saw that the 'Scraping Wolf King' had come over. So, they tactfully made way for him. However, the guy in the front was still lying on the table, filling in the gambling form. He was excitedly shouting, "Ji Mo will lose this time! Wahaha, the odds aren't high, but … I can make a profit! Wahaha … "
Second Young Master Luo Ke Di angrily shouted. He grabbed that guy's scalp and pressed him to the ground. He fiercely asked, "Fu * k! What did you say? "
How could that guy not recognize this Wolf King Level Master? His complexion immediately turned pale. He bowed and said, "Young Master Luo, I didn't see you when I was laughing. I was wrong …"
Luo Ke Di angrily said, "Fu * k! I'm so unlucky to run into you! Tell me, how much did you bet on Ji Mo losing? "
"Five … five thousand taels …" that guy awkwardly replied. Everyone knew that Luo Ke Di and Ji Mo were the same. Betting on Ji Mo losing was equivalent to betting on Luo Ke Di losing. Unfortunately, he was caught in the act. This guy was crying because of his bad luck.
"Fu * k you!" Luo Ke Di angrily said, "Who told you to bet on Ji Mo losing? Bet on him winning! Hurry up! Otherwise, I'll break your neck! "
That guy screamed, "Young Master Luo …" Young Master Luo, there's no such thing as forced gambling … it's not easy for me to make money … "
"Clang!" Luo Ke Di unsheathed his long spear, and pressed it against that guy's neck. He fiercely asked, "Are you betting or not?"
That guy's life was in danger. He had no choice but to give in. He changed the betting sheet with tears and snot.
Ji Mo was extremely moved. He kept praising Chu Yang, "You're my brother. Look at this. Wolf Cub is very loyal." Chu Yang curled his lips.
Luo Ke Di waited until Ji Mo finished changing the betting sheet. Then, he laughed out loud. Bang! He threw a stack of banknotes on the gambling table, "I bet fifty thousand taels! I bet on Gao Sheng winning! Earn some pocket money. I'm so damn poor … "
Everyone fainted at the same time! They were left lying on the ground in disarray in an instant.
Even Ou Du Xiao, who was sitting behind the gambling table, was extremely surprised by this. The two iron balls in his hands silently fell to the ground, and smashed on his own feet. However, he didn't feel anything. He looked at the unreasonable and overbearing Luo Ke Di in disbelief, "Who did you say you were betting on? Say it again? "
"I obviously bet on Gao Sheng! Fu * k! Do you still need to ask? "Luo Ke Di was impatient," Quick! Quick … what are you looking at? Haven't you seen me bet fifty thousand taels so boldly? Fu * k! Quick! Quick! Can't you see that I'm in a hurry? "
Ou Du Xiao was startled. He said, "But, aren't you going to help Ji Mo fight?"
"What does this have to do with gambling? Ahwooh …" Luo Ke Di twirled his fingers. He smiled obscenely, "Silver …"
Ji Mo was about to rush over. But, Dong Wu Shang held him back. Ji Mo struggled, and broke free from Dong Wu Shang's grip. His hands were still scratching the air. His feet scratched deep marks on the ground. Dong Wu Shang couldn't hold him even though he was so strong. So, Dong Wu Shang cried out in pain, "Luo Ke Sect … Luo Ke Di! I can't live under the same sky with you. I … I can't exist under the same sky with you. I … you and I … you and I … you and I … you are pissing me off.
Ahhhh … "Luo Ke Di beamed with delight. He came out with the betting sheet in his hand. He blew at the ink on it as he walked. Then, he put it in his bosom with satisfaction …
He raised his head and saw Ji Mo looking at him with a fiendish expression. He was gasping for breath. So, he couldn't help but let out a strange cry. Then, he turned around and ran away.
Dong Wu Shang loosened his grip in a timely manner. Ji Mo's body chased after him like an arrow. He gnashed his teeth and roared, "Little bastard! Little bastard! Don't run … I will tear you apart alive … "
Luo Ke Di ran away as fast as he could, "Whoever doesn't run is a fool …"
One was chasing and the other was fleeing. They disappeared in an instant.
The guy who had been forced by Luo Ke Di to change the betting sheet wanted to cry, but had no tears. [You bet on Gao Sheng to win. But, you are forcing me to bet on Ji Mo … what kind of motherfu * ker is this …]
"Who are you betting on?" Dong Wu Shang turned around and looked at Chu Yang.
"Nonsense! Of course, I'm betting on Ji Mo to win! "Chu Yang rolled his eyes.
Dong Wu Shang grunted and said with a smile, "I also think that Ji Mo will win! Others don't know the strength of us brothers. But, I know it very well. Luo Ke Di's move is very clever. But, it's too sinister. I don't know how many people will suffer because of him … "
Suddenly, the sound of beating gongs and drums was heard at this moment, "Meng Clan has withdrawn! The competition has been changed from eight matches to seven matches. Ji Mo's odds have been raised to one to three … Gao Sheng's odds have been raised to four to one …
Suddenly, there was an uproar!
[Why did Meng Luo withdraw?] The gamblers here were engrossed in gambling. So, they didn't know about this matter. Many people stamped their feet and sighed when they heard that Ji Mo's odds had fallen. [I regret it. I bet too early.]
[Cough cough. Let me explain. One to three means that you bet a thousand taels on Ji Mo to win. And, Ji Mo wins. Then, he returns your bet money and pays you three thousand taels.] [Four to one means that you bet four thousand taels on Gao Sheng to win. And, Gao Sheng returns your bet money after he wins. Then, he pays you one thousand taels …]
Dong Wu Shang stamped his feet. He was somewhat vexed, "I was a step too late."
"You're not late." Chu Yang smiled, "The odds will be adjusted. The seventh match and the eighth match are the same. Meng Luo has withdrawn. But, he can't be regarded as a strong opponent based on his previous strength. So, it can be said that the other side has given up on the first match. So, their odds of winning the seventh match have increased. This adjustment is just a means, nothing more. "
Dong Wu Shang thought for a moment and said, "Sure enough. ….
The people of the Ji Clan and the Dong Clan had already gone to find their own seats by this time. So, only Chu Yang and Dong Wu Shang were left here. The two of them sat down on a rock nearby. They looked at the bustling scene on this side, and started to talk as if no one else was present.
At this time, a team of black-colored cavalry was rushing towards Mt. Dingjun like a whirlwind 50 kilometers away from the foot of the mountain. The bustling crowd on the mountain didn't know what to do … because the overlord of the underworld of the Three Heavens, Jun Xi Zhu, was about to arrive!
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