Ye Fan finally found the reason why he was always losing money!
That was, he did not think it through enough!
Just like Mu Long, he saw through the truth. His master was not here to earn money, he was here to kill Qian Ji!
Qian Ji was so cunning, how could his master not have a backup plan? This was the most important factor, but he did not think about it. No wonder he always lost!
"Senior Mu Long, may I ask if you've always won your bets?"
Mu Long smiled and said humbly, "I can't say that I always win. It's just that I can see things that others can't see, so I did earn some money."
Ye Fan nodded heavily and sighed. "Indeed, after listening to Senior Mu Long's analysis, Ye Fan felt as if he had just woken up from a dream!"
Mu Long looked at Ye Fan with admiration, "Don't be discouraged. You can be taught! As long as you pay more attention to the details, you can have as much money as you want! "
"Yes, yes, I hope Senior Mu Long can teach me more in the future."
"No problem! Then, let's... "
"Yes! It must be three rounds! "Ye Fan said with certainty.
"Oh, right, Little Critter said that if there were any bets, we should help him bet everything..." Ye Fan suddenly smiled sinisterly, "Senior Mu Long, Little Critter said that we should bet everything on 'winning'!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan could not help but snicker. "Hehe, Little Beast's gambling luck is too good. However, he probably doesn't know that the gambling here is so detailed. He can only earn three times the amount. As for us … We can finally hold our heads high!"
The two of them immediately squeezed their way to the betting area and placed all their spirit tablets on 'three wins'. Then, they happily returned to the spectator seats with their tickets in hand.
As soon as Ye Fan and Mu Long returned, Ling Long, Jiu Er and Feng Wu asked them, "What did you bet on?"
"Of course, we won three rounds." Mu Long and Ye Fan said confidently.
As soon as he finished speaking, the three women immediately left their seats and hurried to the betting area. It seemed that they had gone to place their bets.
Mu Long winked at Ye Fan, "Look, they're also learning from us. Forget it, let them bask in the glory."
Ye Fan nodded. "It's not like it's our money that we're winning anyway. If there's money to be won, everyone can earn it."
…
At the same time, the God Descendant Race's Immortal Battle Arena was bustling with noise and excitement.
A Sengoku walked up to the ring and gestured for everyone to quiet down.
"All right, everyone should have heard about what happened in the Monster Race's Immortal Domain. What's interesting is that some people actually dared to come to our God Descendant Race and set up a challenge."
The audience roared with laughter.
The host smiled and gestured for everyone to be quiet again.
"It's been so many years since an emissary has come to our Demigod Immortal Region. Finally, one has come! Since they're here, we naturally have to 'entertain' them properly! "
Someone below the stage shouted.
"We'll definitely 'greet' them well. At the very least, we'll chop them into eight pieces and hang their corpses on the city gate so that those lowly human beings will know their place!"
"They dare to come to our God Descendant Immortal Region? Tell them who is the strongest among the myriad races! In three seconds, you humans will never dare to set foot in our God Descendant Immortal Region again! "
"Humans, listen well. Next time, our emissary will definitely flatten your Human Race's Immortal Battle Arena!"
The host shouted. "Good. Next, let's invite the human emissary onto the stage."
Everyone's gaze was fixed on one of the entrances.
Not long after, a black-clothed human man appeared at the entrance.
Facing the curses and humiliation of hundreds of thousands of people, Lu Chen walked into the Immortal Battle Arena with his head held high.
Standing in the center of the Immortal Battle Arena, Lu Chen looked at the countless immortals around him. He snorted and stood proudly in the middle of the arena.
The host walked over and sized up Lu Chen. "Solipsistic, do you see the million immortals of our God Descendant Race? Coming to our God Descendant Race was a wrong decision. "
"How about it? Do you have anything to say before you die? "
"If you beg for mercy now, maybe we will let you live! After all, to us, crushing an ant is not something to be proud of. "
Whether it was humans or fiends, after hearing the host's words, they all became nervous.
The God Descendant Race actually said that they would let Lu Chen live? This was not the style of the God Descendant Race.
However, after thinking about it, they knew that if Solipsistic begged for mercy now, it would show the strength of the God Descendant Race.
One against four in the fiend race, while the God Descendant Race begged for mercy. The strength of the two races was immediately clear!
Lu Chen smiled and looked around. At this time, the surrounding immortals also quieted down.
Everyone wanted to know what Solipsistic wanted to say.
"My master will not beg for mercy."
"Lu Chen will not beg for mercy."
Mu Long and Ye Fan muttered to themselves at the same time, their voices almost synchronized.
Almost at the same time, Lu Chen said. "Beg for mercy? You must be dreaming! "
The two looked at each other. Sure enough, they were the worms in Lu Chen's stomach. They even knew what Lu Chen was thinking at this time!
If that was the case, then the bet was even more likely to be a success!
Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the hundreds of thousands of God Descendant Race immortals. He said in a deep voice, "What I said before in the fiend race, I can also say to you."
"I, the human race, Solipsistic is here! I came to your God Descendant Immortal Domain to flatten your God Descendant Immortal Battle Arena! "
With a boom, the God Descendant Race's audience stand exploded!
A strange scene appeared in the fiend race's Immortal Battle Arena. Many people were cheering …
"I suddenly feel that this Solipsistic really has guts! He actually dares to say such arrogant words to the God Descendant Race! "
"Humph, how strong does the God Descendant think he is? Isn't he treated the same as us? Begging for mercy? Doesn't he just want people to think that the God Descendant Race is stronger than us fiends? A bunch of arrogant people! "
"I actually hope that Solipsistic wins …"
"Me too!"
The host's expression is somewhat ugly. Lu Chen's face is calm, "I have said what I wanted to say, hurry and start."
"Good! As expected of Madman, you will soon regret what you said just now! "
"Primary Martial Sengoku, start!"
From the front row of the stands, a figure flashed rapidly and instantly arrived in front of Lu Chen.
Primary Martial Sengoku, Lu Chen's first opponent.
"What? You came to our God Descendant Immortal Domain and you don't dare to fight one against four? "Primary Martial looks at Lu Chen with a smile that is not a smile.
Lu Chen snorts coldly, "So, in your eyes, I must win against the four of you to be considered a winner? Then do you mean that one human can fight against four of you God Descendant Race? "
Primary Martial originally wanted to destroy Lu Chen's prestige. In the end, he was asked a series of questions by Lu Chen until his face turned red.
"You!"
"Humph, what I mean is, as long as I am here, you will not have the chance to see the people behind! In my eyes, you are a dead man! "
Lu Chen curls his lips, "You are slightly better in my eyes."
"En? What do you mean? "
"In my eyes, you are a spirit piece." Lu Chen says with a smile.
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