"Elder Wang?"
Wutian frowned slightly.
This person gave him a very dangerous feeling.
Du Ji secretly explained, "He's the one in charge of the martial arts arena. He's also in the lower tier of Heng Yu. He's introverted and shrewd. He's even harder to get along with than Old He."
Wutian nodded subtly, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed that Old He's expression was very ugly. It seemed like he had some grudges with Elder Wang.
Wutian asked, "Brother Du, what's going on between the two of them?"
Du Ji secretly laughed. "In a word, it's a conflict of interest."
Wutian suddenly understood.
Elder Wang was in charge of the martial arts arena, while Old He was in charge of the auction arena. Sometimes, there would be conflicts because of interest.
"Brother Wu, listen to my advice. Don't mess with this Wang guy in the future."
Du Ji secretly exhorted, then raised his head to look at Elder Wang, and said with a smile, "Old Wang, you actually came personally, how rare!"
Elder Wang said expressionlessly, "You even bet on the Immortal Spirit Flower. How can I not come out?"
Du Ji smiled bitterly. It would have been better if he didn't mention this. Now that he mentioned it, he was filled with anger. This damn Old He. He would let him have a taste of being scammed in the future.
"Old Wang, since you're here, why don't you bet as well?"
Old Man He finally spoke. However, this form of address and this attitude caused the bystanders to sweat involuntarily.
Elder Wang said coldly, "Old He, how do you want to play? I'll play with you to the end. "
Old He said, "I'll bet 10,000 Chaos Divine Marrow on Wutian. Do you dare to bet on Zhou Chuan and the rest?"
"Again?"
"Still 10,000!"
"Does Elder He really trust Wutian that much?"
People whispered.
Zhou Chuan and Chen Zhi looked at Old He in disbelief. Then, they looked at Elder Wang expectantly.
As long as Elder Wang was willing to bet, they would be able to turn the tables.
Elder Wang was silent. He looked at Wutian from head to toe. After a while, he looked at Zhou Chuan and Chen Zhi, but he still couldn't make a decision.
Old Man He said playfully, "If you don't dare, just say it. Don't force yourself. I believe that other than me and Old Du, no one else would dare to laugh at you."
Elder Wang snorted coldly, "Do you have that much Primal Chaos Divine Marrow?"
Old Man He said, "You don't have to worry about that. Even if I were to borrow money, I wouldn't embezzle it. Besides, this old man still has some savings."
The wealth of the auction house was naturally very rich, but it belonged to the sect, not him. He did not have the right, nor did he dare to use it for himself.
Because the crime was very serious, the punishment was also very severe.
It was the same for martial arts practice fields, restaurants, trading centers, and so on.
In other words, managers like Old Man He and Elder Wang were only working for the sect.
Elder Wang said, "It's best if you don't misappropriate public funds, or else you will …"
Old Man He waved his hand and interrupted Elder Wang's words. He smiled faintly and said, "Before you talk about me, you should think about yourself first. Less idle talk, are you going to bet or not? Don't waste my time. "
"I'm your grandpa!"
Elder Wang shouted. Finally, anger appeared on his face.
Old Man He chuckled and said, "Good grandson, you're so obedient. I'll give you some candy later."
Wutian broke out in cold sweat. This old man's cuteness was far beyond his imagination.
He looked at the other disciples around him. They seemed to be used to it.
"Old Man He, you'll regret it. I bet 10,000 Primal Chaos Divine Marrow on Zhou Chuan and Chen Zhi!"
Elder Wang stared coldly at Old Man He. He took out a space bracelet and threw it beside the two staff members.
"It won't be easy, but this time, I'll win for sure."
Old Man He said firmly. He also took out a space bracelet and threw it over.
"Win for sure?"
"Does this Wutian have some amazing tricks up his sleeve?"
Seeing Old Man He's confident look, everyone couldn't help but be suspicious.
Elder Wang also raised his eyebrows without a trace. His eyes swept over Wutian, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Don't look at me like that. I don't have much confidence."
Wutian scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed. It was as if he wasn't used to this kind of scene.
Old Man He's face darkened. He said angrily, "Brother Wutian, this is your fault. If you don't have confidence, don't say it out loud. Moreover, all my savings are on you now. Even if you don't have confidence, you have to hold on. Otherwise, I'll find trouble with you every day."
Wutian smiled embarrassedly.
The others secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
The staff member stood up and looked around. He said loudly, "Is there anyone else who wants to bet?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Those who have already placed their bets, can you give way?"
"Too selfish. You only care about yourself."
There was a commotion at the back.
Elder Wang shouted, "Those who have already placed their bets, temporarily leave the martial arts practice field."
"Yes."
They could ignore the staff members, but they didn't dare to disobey Elder Wang's orders.
The people in front rushed to the door.
The people behind rushed to the gambling table.
There were too many people.
Almost half of the disciples in the middle city came to join in the fun.
Even more than half of the Heng Yu disciples came.
For the sake of efficiency, Elder Wang called over a dozen staff members to help.
However, 99% of the people bet on Zhou Chuan and Chen Ji.
Only 1% of the people bet on Wutian, and it was very little.
Although Old Man He and Du Ji both bet on Wutian, Old Man He was angry with Elder Wang, and Du Ji was forced by Old Man He.
In addition, Wutian admitted that he didn't have confidence, so there was basically no one who thought highly of him.
Half an hour later.
The betting was finally over.
Elder Wang looked at Wutian, Zhou Chuan, and Chen Zhi. He said coldly, "Go to the battlefield immediately."
"Wait!"
Wutian stood up.
"Why? Are you going back on your word?"
Zhou Chuan also walked out and looked at him mockingly.
Wutian smiled faintly. He looked at the staff members and asked, "No matter how big the bet is, will you accept it?"
One of them nodded.
Wutian nodded and smiled. "Seeing that you guys are so excited, I'll join in the fun."
At the same time, he sent a voice transmission. "Bird Saint, take the Source of All Evil and the others to collect all the ancestral veins of the Star Continent. I'm going to make a fortune today."
"Wait a moment."
Bird Saint responded and began to make arrangements.
Wutian's eyes shone brightly.
Originally, he only wanted to kill Zhou Chuan and Chen Ji. He didn't expect things to develop to this point.
Now, Zhou Chuan and Chen Ji were no longer important to him. This bet was more interesting.
Today, he would make Feng Zong bleed.
Therefore, the bet wasn't just the ancestral veins of the Star Continent.
Seeing that Wutian didn't move, Zhou Chuan frowned and said, "Hurry up if you want to bet. Don't waste time."
Chen Zhi mocked, "Wutian, I think you're afraid and trying to stall for time."
Wutian smiled faintly. "Don't rush me. Let me think about it."
Zhou Chuan said disdainfully, "Do you need to think about it? Of course, bet on yourself. Otherwise, do you want to bet on us? "
Wutian nodded and said, "Good idea. How about I bet on you?"
As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.
"You bastard. I bet on you, but you bet on your opponent. Are you looking for a beating?"
A furious roar exploded.
It was Old He.
He glared at Wutian angrily. If it weren't for the fact that they were in public, he would probably fight Wutian to the death.
Du Ji was the same.
His intestines were green with regret.
He had just gotten the Immortal Spirit Flower and didn't even have time to warm it. He didn't expect to give it away to the training ground. How hateful!
"Haha."
"Did you see that? Even he wants to bet on Zhou Chuan and Chen Ji. It's obvious that he's not confident."
"But when they fight later, Senior Brother Zhou Chuan and Senior Sister Chen Zhi won't let him go. Even if he wins, he won't be alive to spend it."
The surrounding disciples didn't bother to hide their ridicule.
Elder Wang looked at Old He with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Clang!
A metallic sound suddenly exploded, and the training ground suddenly quieted down. Everyone's eyes were focused on Wutian.
It was a thin sword, three feet long. It shone with a divine light and had a shocking sharpness.
It was the sword that Wutian had won at the auction.
Wutian waved his hand as if he didn't care and threw it in front of the staff member.
"Damn, he's so thick-hearted. He actually bet on an Innate Stage weapon."
"It doesn't matter. He won't be alive to use it anyway."
A few Heng Yu disciples sneered.
The staff member grabbed the sword and examined it carefully. He looked at another staff member beside him and nodded. "It's indeed an Innate Stage weapon. Register it."
"Wait."
Wutian spoke again.
"What's wrong?"
The staff member looked at him in confusion.
Wutian: "I haven't decided who to bet on. How are you going to register it?"
The staff member said, "Didn't you want to bet on Zhou Chuan and Chen Zhi?"
Wutian: "Did I say that? Try to recall. "
The dozen or so staff members fell into deep thought.
Elder Wang said, "Don't think about it. He really hasn't decided yet."
"Hasn't decided yet?"
"Why does it sound like he's sure?"
"He really hasn't decided yet. His original words just now were: Good idea. Why don't I bet on you guys? In other words, he was still hesitating at that time. "
"But I'm sure that he will definitely bet on Zhou Chuan."
Everyone whispered.
Hearing these discussions, Zhou Chuan and Chen Zhi were even more proud. They crossed their arms and looked at Wutian contemptuously.
The staff member said, "Then quickly think, who do you want to bet on?"
"Logically speaking, I should bet on myself to show that I have a backbone …
However, I'm not confident of winning …
Should I really bet on Zhou Chuan and Chen Zhi?
But …
But …
If …
What should I do … "
Wutian rubbed his forehead, feeling conflicted.
"Hurry up."
Someone urged.
Everyone was about to burst into anger. They wanted to pounce on this bastard and beat him up.
Even Elder Wang, Old Man He, and Du Ji were about to lose their patience.
However, Wutian turned a blind eye to it. That dilemma made it hard for people to continue watching. Many people directly looked away. Out of sight, out of mind.
"Wutian, I've collected them, but you have to be on guard. Be careful that they don't go back on their word."
After a dozen breaths of time, the bird saint's voice sounded in his head.
It was also at this time that Old Man He had completely lost his patience and roared at Wutian, "Are you going to bet or not? Do you believe that I won't beat you up!"
The corner of Wutian's mouth raised slightly, he secretly took out the sound transmission talisman and hid it in his sleeve.
The bird saint was right. His bet was too big, so he had to be on guard.
Then.
He glanced at Zhou Chuan and said, "I'll bet on you guys … Forget it, I'll have some backbone and bet on myself."
"That's more like it. I like to make friends with people with backbone."
Old Man He laughed, incomparably happy.
The staff member glanced at Old Man He, then looked at Wutian and asked, "Are you sure?"
Wutian nodded.
The staff member quickly registered.
Elder Wang said: "Then let's begin!"
"Wait."
Wutian stretched out his hand again and said.
"What else do you want?"
Elder Wang was instantly enraged.
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