"Now, let's cheer for this contestant Aokiji. His individual prize pool has now accumulated to 900,000 Alliance coins! As long as he wins one more match, he will get a one-time reward of 200,000 Alliance coins, and the prize pool will reach 1.1 million!! "
The host held the microphone in his hand, and the veins on his neck bulged, showing his professionalism as a host!
"Aokiji!! Aokiji!! "
"Aokiji!!"
The audience cheered all of a sudden. 1.1 million Alliance coins, this was money that they might not be able to earn in half their lives.
However, the person below the stage now won again and again. As long as he won one more match, he would be able to get 1.1 million Alliance coins.
As for the matter of getting 900,000 Alliance coins without any suspense, no one was willing to mention it.
What they wanted to see was a 10-game winning streak! Not the current ending.
Moreover, such a huge sum of money made them very envious. Although they were cheering for Aokiji now, they were all thinking that the next person who came would be a little more ruthless so that he would not be able to get a penny!
It was a typical mentality of not wanting others to get what they couldn't get.
At this time, sitting in the spacious office backstage of the arena, a few people were holding wine glasses, looking at the venue where Aoki was competing, and listening to the audience's cheers.
One of them said, "Another lucky kid, how about it? Do you want to play? "
"Play what? Didn't you see that he had a Pincer Scorpion from beginning to end? He must have more than one sprite on him. Maybe this Pincer Scorpion is the weakest one. "
"We can't just watch him take away 1.1 million Alliance coins. Although this money is nothing, we will make a lot less money from today's ticket prices."
"Tsk, just find a stronger person to play with him for a while."
"Now, where can we find someone better? Even if we find someone to defeat him, won't the winner continue to win ten consecutive matches?"
The people sitting on the sofa and at the table expressed their opinions one after another. Only the person sitting in the executive chair was concentrating on swirling the red wine in his glass, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Everyone looked at him, waiting for his opinion.
As if he had just felt the gazes of the crowd, he slowly placed the wine cup to his nose and sniffed it. Then, he took a small sip and revealed a smile.
He didn't know if it was because the wine was delicious or because he had thought of a solution.
"Then just send someone who has also won eight or nine matches in a row. I saw that among the people who registered for the competition today, there was a contestant who completed nine matches last time. It was only because his sprite's condition wasn't right that the tenth match was pushed back."
Hearing his words, everyone's eyes lit up.
That's right, even if you want to give someone ten wins in a row, just give it to one person!
No matter who won, it was a good thing for them. Sharing the prize money between the two of them was not that difficult to accept.
They were only helping the forces behind them to manage the competition, but they couldn't interfere with the competition too much. Otherwise, every time someone was about to win the grand prize, they would send someone to defeat him. Who else would be able to compete for the grand prize in the future?
If he reached five or six wins, he would take the prize money and give up on the competition.
If everyone did this, they wouldn't go bankrupt, but they definitely wouldn't be able to make so much money.
Then, the forces behind them would definitely not let them go. This was also the biggest source of money for those forces.
They could only occasionally manipulate one or two matches to obtain some benefits for themselves.
Otherwise, who would come to participate in the competition if they knew that there was a conspiracy?
They couldn't lose the big picture for the small. They were doing a long-term business and were always making money. The only difference was how much they made and how little they made.
After one person contacted the front desk through the phone, they smiled and watched the competition again.
To them, it didn't really matter who won or lost. They were only there to assist in the management. Even if they won more, it would still belong to the forces behind them. They could only participate in some small gambling and barely earn some "extra income".
As for how much extra money they were talking about, it was unknown.
Back on the competition ground.
The host who had just received the news from his headset smiled very brightly!
It was another huge collision!
"Audience! I just received news that the next opponent of Contestant Aokiji is actually a contestant who has also won nine matches!
So, next, will Contestant Aokiji once again win ten matches with absolute strength? Or will this contestant who is about to fight get his own ten matches?!
One is like a hot knife through butter, the other is waiting for an exhausted opponent! Who will win!! Let's wait and see! "
"Next, let's welcome our other contestant with nine matches! Tank!!! "
"Aokiji!! Aokiji!! "
"Tank!! Tank!! "
Obviously, as a contestant with nine matches, his popularity was not low.
This was a battle of nine victories. Only the winner would be able to obtain a huge prize of 1.1 million. At the same time, they would be qualified to enter the second arena.
The audience's blood was gradually boiling!
Ten matches were rare, and they had seen a lot of them. However, they had never seen a battle between contestants with nine matches.
The rapid secretion of adrenaline made their blood boil. Everyone in the audience shouted the name of the contestant they supported.
At the same time, the organizer of the arena fortress began to announce the beginning of the gambling.
Previously, Aoki's crushing posture was too obvious, and there was no suspense at all. Therefore, the ratio of the bets was very exaggerated, and the people who bet basically did not make much money.
But this time was different. This was a battle between nine matches, and there was a lot of suspense.
And because Aoki had not rested yet, and Tank was waiting for an exhausted opponent, when the ratio of bets appeared, Aoki's ratio was slightly higher, 1.5: 1.
It seemed that the organizer was more optimistic about this contestant named Tank.
Many people began to bet. Only in such a suspenseful match, there was meaning in betting.
In fact, no matter which side bet, the winner was still the organizer of the arena fortress.
Aoki called the staff, took out 200,000 of the 450,000 he had just won, and bet on himself again.
The ratio before had no meaning in betting. Although it was only 1.5 times now, it was still a little profitable.
Then, after all the exciting words of the host were over, it was time for the real game to begin!
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