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Chapter 130

Words:1906Update:22/07/01 06:22:30

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Xu Lu and the rest of the team were speechless. Their faces were dark and ugly.

"Mr Pei, what about the next round? Who will win? Who will win? "

Pei Feng glanced at the black man who was resting by the side of the ring, his chest heaving up and down. He then looked at the new challenger on the other side – a blonde man with blue eyes and a cold expression. He looked as strong as a bear.

"No bets for this round," he said calmly.

Chang Xiaoe was startled, but she immediately understood what he meant – no bets if she was not confident.

"No bets for this round. Oh right, bring me 50,000 in cash. Leave 10,000 in the prize pool!"

Pei Feng smiled in his heart.

It seemed that Chang Xiaoe had a conservative personality and would not advance recklessly.

She was decisive at crucial moments, dared to try, dared to take risks, and was more conservative in nature. This girl's personality … was not bad. Not bad.

The rules of the annual competition were that the champion could leave the ring after successfully defending it for three consecutive rounds. A new champion would be appointed. Furthermore, the champion who won three consecutive rounds could still participate in the next round. However, the champion who failed to defend three consecutive rounds … would not be able to participate in the next round.

This black contestant really surprised everyone. In the third round of the challenge, under absolutely disadvantageous circumstances … in the end, he still won!

Three consecutive wins!

His stamina was weak and his strength was suppressed by the Goose Country's champion. When he was in a completely defensive state, he found the right opportunity and successfully used Kyokushin Empyrean Hand's trump card – Sacrificial Kick!

With all his strength, the kick hit the throat of the Goose Country's champion. One hit KO-ed!

Three consecutive wins would allow him to leave the ring and continue to participate in the next round of the challenge. However, Pei Feng knew that it was impossible.

Sacrificial Kick was a unique move that abandoned the body's defense to target the opponent's weakness. It was a reverse kick that attempted to kill in one hit. Just now, the black man had successfully KO-ed the Goose Country's champion. However, he was also kicked in the left rib by his opponent, breaking at least three of his ribs.

He would not be able to participate in the next round of the challenge.

In the following rounds, Pei Feng stopped betting and let Chang Xiaoe bet five consecutive rounds.

Five consecutive wins! Including the first two rounds, it was seven consecutive victories!

Even though Chang Xiaoe insisted on only betting 10,000 yuan for each round, she still won 220,000 yuan after seven rounds.

220,000 yuan, minus the 5,000 yuan to be returned to Pei Feng, it was 215,000 yuan … For Chang Xiaoe, this was a super huge sum of money that she had never seen before. She was so happy that her voice became hoarse.

On the other hand, Xu Lu's group of six was completely defeated after Zhang Song lost two rounds of gambling. The whole audience's faces turned black and never turned white again.

Eighty thousand was almost half a year's salary for him. Right now, all he could think about was how to explain the disappearance of the money to his wife.

Ding Qianqian was very smart. After losing two rounds, she did not gamble anymore. She also did not mock Pei Feng.

Park Shao-yang made three bets and lost three hundred thousand. He was completely silent.

He did not care about the money, but he was followed by Qin Zige, who supported him unconditionally. She was like a super fangirl. He felt pressured and did not want to gamble anymore.

Qin Zige did not care. She did not lack money. Anyway, she would follow Park Shao-yang's bets. When Park Shao-yang stopped, she would obediently stay by his side and be a spectator.

For her, as long as she could follow Park Shao-yang and watch him, that was enough. Nothing else was important.

Xu Lu and Luo Yixing continued to gamble with Pei Feng.

Xu Lu was fine. She lost seven rounds of 100,000 yuan, and lost seven hundred thousand yuan.

Seven hundred thousand yuan was actually not that bad. At most, she would be scolded by Aunt Shen when she returned. However, Xu Lu was originally a hot-tempered person. Moreover, she held back her anger and gambled with Pei Feng. In the end, her eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry.

Luo Yixing was really blinded by the gambling.

The third round was two hundred thousand yuan. The fourth round was three hundred thousand yuan. The fifth round was five hundred thousand yuan. The sixth round was five hundred thousand yuan. The seventh round … one million yuan!

By the time he lost the seventh round, his eyes were already green. He was cursing the losing contestants crazily. Even Xu Lu who was beside him could not persuade him.

"Mr. Pei, let's try again! Who do you want to bet on next round? "

Pei Feng glanced at Chang Xiaoe, who was so excited that her cheeks were red and her eyes were shining. He said lightly, "Let's go. It's almost time to go back."

They had already fought ten rounds in the arena tonight. So far, the strongest contestant on the arena was only at the initial stage of inner force cultivation. They were the weaker ones among the initial stage of inner force cultivation. He really had no interest in watching anymore.

Moreover, Du Jiuye, Luo Sanli, Yun Moshan, and Zhuang Kaigang were not here tonight. He did not see any decent martial arts masters in the arena.

"Ah? Now … Now? "

Chang Xiaoe was stunned.

"One should know when to quit while one is ahead."

Although his tone was calm, it carried a lot of weight in Chang Xiaoe's ears.

This was destined to be an unforgettable night in her life.

Now, in Chang Xiaoe's heart, Pei Feng was a god-like existence — it was not as simple as helping her win more than 200,000 yuan. She felt that although Pei Feng looked young, he was like an otherworldly expert, unfathomable and exuded an incomparably strong confidence.

All young girls had a natural mentality of worship. Right now, she worshipped Pei Feng very much. It was the kind of worship that came from the bottom of her heart. She had completely become his little fangirl.

"Mm, I'll listen to you, Mr. Pei. I should quit while I'm ahead!"

After being stunned for a moment, she turned her head and looked at the girl in cheongsam who was waiting at the side. "Hello, take out the remaining forty thousand. We won't gamble anymore."

"Yes, Miss."

Pei Feng looked at her in surprise. He originally thought that this little lass would drag on for a long time or beg him to make another bet. He didn't expect that she would actually agree so quickly. She was a little decisive and had the intention of withdrawing and releasing her emotions freely. This made him slightly surprised.

At such a young age, it was the first time that she had encountered such an exciting and tempting scene. She was actually able to stop and not sink into it. This kind of character was rare.

"You're leaving? Isn't it boring to give up halfway?! "

Behind him, Luo Yixing's cold voice suddenly sounded with a hint of anger.

Pei Feng stopped.

"It's just watching a game for fun. You actually spent 2.7 million on it. You are indeed the son of the district mayor."

Pei Feng smiled faintly and gave him a thumbs up. "You really put in a lot of money to pick up girls."

After that, he turned around and left. Chang Xiaoe immediately followed him.

After hearing Pei Feng's words, not only Luo Yixing, but also Xu Lu could not sit still. She jumped up and shouted, "Pei Feng! What did you say? Make it clear before you leave! "

Pei Feng did not even bother to talk to her. He walked away without looking back.

"This bastard!"

"F * ck him! Aiyo … F * ck! "

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