"This …"
The two people who were smiling at each other were speechless at the same time. They looked at each other and were speechless.
How did the green-robed man win?
He was clearly going to lose, so how did he win?
"The green-robed man knew that his comprehension of swordsmanship was beneath that of the white-robed man, so he intentionally allowed the white-robed man to lower his guard before winning!"
"Indeed. Every single duel is a life-and-death duel. The slightest carelessness could lead to a complete defeat!"
Discussions broke out in the surroundings.
As disciples of the Ascendant Cloud Sword Pavilion, observing the duel of swordsmanship was also a learning process.
It was clear that the green-robed man's comprehension of swordsmanship was beneath that of the white-robed man, but he was the one who had the last laugh.
Otherwise, if the stronger swordsmanship was guaranteed to be the victor, the wager would be meaningless.
"That fellow sure is a lucky bastard …"
The gray-robed man's lips twitched as he realized what was going on.
This unfamiliar fellow's luck was really good.
To think that he had won the first bet!
It was laughable that he had thought that the other party was a fool … In the end, he was the fool!
"Come, exchange my money!"
Just as the gray-robed man was feeling stifled, the white-robed man walked up and passed his chips over.
It was a one to one point five, and he paid the other party 30 Sword Pavilion Coins. Right after he was done, another person went up the stage.
"Do you want to continue betting?"
The gray-robed man harrumphed.
It was not a big deal to win once or twice in a gamble. As long as he continued betting, he would be able to earn all of his money.
"Sure!" Zhang Xuan nodded.
In less than a minute, he had already earned ten Sword Pavilion Coins without even going up the stage. Naturally, he would have to continue betting.
"Very well. This time, it'll be just the two of us. I won't be the banker, so it'll be fair. I'll bet that the green-robed man will win! "
The gray-robed man said with a smile.
"Very well. I'll bet 30 Sword Pavilion Coins on the white-robed man!" Zhang Xuan said as he placed all of the money he had just earned.
"Alright, I'll bet 30 Sword Pavilion Coins on you!"
The gray-robed man harrumphed coldly.
As he was a frequent gambler, he was well aware of the strength and identities of the two on the stage.
The black-robed man was Senior Zhou from the inner disciples while the white-robed man was Senior Wang.
The two of them had met and fought before. Senior Martial Brother Zhou had a higher chance of winning, while Senior Martial Brother Wang had a higher chance of winning.
With the wager set, the competition on the stage had already begun.
Just as the grey-robed young man had guessed, Senior Brother Zhou's attacks were extremely sharp. Every attack gave people a strong sense of oppression. Senior Brother Wang was defeated again and again, as if there was no room for him to fight back.
"Hehe, just wait to lose!"
The gray-robed youth heaved a sigh of relief.
It seemed like he would be able to earn back the ten Sword Pavilion Coins that he had lost earlier.
After retreating seven to eight steps, the White-Robed Senior Brother Wang realized that he might fall from the dueling platform if he continued retreating. Thus, his body suddenly blurred, and as agile as a leopard, he leaped to the side.
Just as the black-robed Senior Zhou was about to turn around after his sword struck empty air, the other party's sword suddenly pierced toward his neck.
Black Robe lost!
"My apologies!"
Zhang Xuan smiled faintly.
After losing two rounds in a row, the gray-robed young man's face twitched uncontrollably. Despite his reluctance, he still gritted his teeth and passed the thirty Sword Pavilion Coins over.
"Do you dare to continue?"
In the Sword Firmament Pavilion, there were countless people who wanted to compete with each other. As soon as the competition ended, another person rushed up.
The gray-robed young man paused for a moment before turning his gaze back to Zhang Xuan.
This was the first time that he had lost so badly. He had earned quite a bit from his gambling business here.
"Of course, it's my turn to choose first this time!" Zhang Xuan smiled faintly.
"Please!"
The gray-robed young man nodded.
"This time, I still choose Bai Yi to win! I'll bet 60 Sword Pavilion Coins! "Zhang Xuan pointed.
A moment later, the gray-robed young man nodded. "Very well. I bet on Hei Yi! "
This time, he only recognized one of the two people on the stage, which was the black-robed Senior Brother Du. As for who the white-robed was, he was not sure.
However, Senior Du was extremely powerful. In the entire Inner Sanctum, there were less than ten people who could defeat him in swordsmanship. Since Zhang Xuan could not recognize Senior Du, he should not be one of them. Thus, it was not difficult for Zhang Xuan to defeat Senior Du!
The battle between the two sides began. It didn't take long for the battle to end.
Just as the other party had guessed, Bai Yi won, and Senior Brother Du lost!
"This … This is impossible!"
After losing three times in a row, the gray-robed young man began to panic.
Even though he had earned quite a bit from gambling over the past few years, he could not afford to lose like this!
"Do you want to continue?"
Seeing the other party's reaction, Zhang Xuan turned his attention back to the matter.
"This …" Seeing that two more people had stepped onto the stage, the gray-robed young man began sweating profusely.
Losing three rounds in a row and losing 100 Sword Pavilion Coins, even he was starting to feel a little fearful.
However, if he did not continue with the bet, he would lose all of his 100 Sword Pavilion Coins. Gritting his teeth, he hardened his heart and said, "Fine, I'll go first then!"
This was the psychology of a gambler.
The more he lost, the more he wanted to turn the tables around. The more he struggled, the deeper he would sink.
"Please!" Zhang Xuan nodded.
After a moment of hesitation, the gray-robed young man said, "This time, I choose Bai Yi …"
Just like before, he only recognized one of the two people on the stage, the white-robed young man, Junior Luo.
His junior was a genius who had made quite a name for himself in the inner disciples in less than two years. Even he would have no choice but to admit defeat if he were to face Luo Xuanqing.
If he had to say who had the highest chance of winning, it would undoubtedly be him.
"Since you have chosen the white-robed young man, I …" Zhang Xuan paused for a moment before asking, "Can I choose a draw?"
"A draw?"
The gray-robed young man was taken aback.
The duels in the Ethereal Token were not like those in the real world. In order to avoid casualties, one would usually choose a draw if one was on par with another.
In the Ethereal Token, if one did not admit defeat, one of them would die.
It was rare for a draw to occur.
Yet, this fellow actually chose a draw … Was there something wrong with his head?
Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up in excitement as he asked, "Are you certain?"
"I'm certain. However, it's rare for a draw to occur. Should we increase the multiplier?"
Zhang Xuan nodded.
"That's right. Under normal circumstances, a draw is usually five times the multiplier," the gray-robed young man replied.
"Very well. I'll bet 120 Ethereal Coins then!" Zhang Xuan placed all of his Ethereal Coins on the bet.
"Very well!"
Fearing that Zhang Xuan would go back on his words, the gray-robed young man quickly nodded in agreement.
By placing his bet on a draw, it was as if the other party had earned back all of his money!
Shortly after the bets were placed, the duel on the stage began.
Both sides were experts, and their swordsmanship was unstoppable. Every single one of them executed their exquisite swordsmanship, causing the crowd to cheer in excitement.
As powerful as Junior Luo was, the gray-robed young man was not weak either. Even though he was in a sorry state, he was still able to withstand every single one of his attacks.
After exchanging more than three hundred blows, there was still no victor.
"Junior Luo, you can do it!"
The gray-robed young man was starting to feel a little nervous.
Considering how long the duel had been going on, it was rare for one to see such a thing even once a month. Who would have thought that he would meet one today?
After exchanging another hundred blows, the two of them were finally sapped of their stamina.
The white-robed young man leaped backward and said, "This friend over here, I'm impressed by your extraordinary swordsmanship. However, even if one of us were to win by sheer luck, it would still be a tragic loss for us. Why don't we call it a draw? We'll have another duel another day!"
"Very well!" The green-robed young man nodded in agreement.
"…"
The gray-robed young man nearly fainted on the spot.
It had been several months since he last saw a draw, and he had actually placed a bet with the other party …
"I'm sorry, but I've won."
Zhang Xuan turned to look at the gray-robed young man.
The reason he had won was not just due to his superior eye of discernment. More importantly, through the Library of Heaven's Path, he was able to see through the identity of the two combatants, their swordsmanship, battle techniques, and state of mind.
If the two combatants were of the same cultivation realm and possessed the same level of zhenqi and zhenqi, the more formidable their swordsmanship and battle techniques were, the higher their state of mind would be.
As such, he had placed his bets several times, and he had won every single time.
"I'm betting on a draw. In other words, you'll have to pay me six hundred Sword Pavilion Coins!"
Zhang Xuan said calmly.
"Six hundred?"
The gray-robed young man's body stiffened, and he felt as if he was about to go insane.
This fellow must be cheating!
To even guess a draw …
How in the world was he supposed to continue gambling?
He had always made his living as a banker, but who could have thought that he would lose so much money in just a few bets?
It had been nearly ten years since he became an inner disciple, and he had gone through all kinds of trials to find others to place his bets. Even so, he only had less than a thousand Sword Pavilion Coins saved up. Who could have thought that he would lose it all just like that?
"I don't have that many Sword Pavilion Coins on me …" The gray-robed young man gritted his teeth furiously.
"You don't have that many Sword Pavilion Coins? Are you intending to go back on your words? "
Zhang Xuan asked with a smile.
"That's right. So what if I go back on my words?" the gray-robed young man harrumphed coldly. "Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? "
As the Ascendant Cloud Sword Pavilion did not allow gambling, he would change his Ethereal Token every few times he entered the Ascendant Cloud Sword Pavilion under a new identity.
Other than a few of his frequent gambling partners, no one else knew who he was.
"Hahaha!"
Zhang Xuan chuckled softly as he abruptly sent a kick toward the gray-robed young man.
"Are you intending to make a move on me?"
The gray-robed young man swiftly dodged Zhang Xuan's kick as a vicious glint flashed across his eyes. "Remember, this is the Ethereal Hall. Even if you kill me, you'll only lose a Ethereal Token. What can you do to me?"
"Of course I can't!"
Zhang Xuan put on a harmless smile and said, "However, if I were to head to the White Cloud Peak to look for Elder Han, I'll tell him that the inner disciples under his jurisdiction have been using the duel between inner disciples as a wager and have been setting up gambling dens all over the place to earn huge profits. Do you think that he'll look into the matter and find out who's doing it? Will he expel this fellow from the Ascendant Cloud Sword Pavilion? Don't you think so, Senior Zhu Yanzhi? "
"You …"
The gray-robed young man, Zhu Yanzhi, narrowed his eyes in astonishment. Cold sweat trickled down his back, and he nearly fainted on the spot. "H-how did you know who I am?"
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