Monarch Night

Chapter 1158 - 4: If You Are a Dragon, Then Soar! [2-in-1]

Monarch Night

Chapter 1158 - 4: If You Are a Dragon, Then Soar! [2-in-1]

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Chapter 1158: Chapter 4: If You Are a Dragon, Then Soar! [2-in-1]

Dongyun Yu, odds are two to one.

Yu Zhongge, Mo Gan Yun, Qiu Yunshang, Jing Shuanggao, all are one to one.

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren: one to two.

Fang Che, odds are eight to one.

No introduction whatsoever.

It’s all based on instinct during betting. Before the martial arts tournament starts, you can place your bets.

Once the first duel begins, changes and adding to bets are not allowed.

Moreover, this gambling session is personally hosted by An Ruoxing, with Zhao Shanhe backing it.

Even the odds are personally set by the two chiefs.

The credibility is extremely high.

And the odds are not set randomly; they were measured after assessing each person’s strength. Absolutely real and reliable.

Therefore, everyone is very enthusiastic.

They’re all placing bets.

Of course, very few are interested in Fang Che’s table.

Obviously, it doesn’t sound promising. If he really had the aura of a champion, would he be at odds of eight to one?

No one is foolish.

With a round of applause, Zhao Shanhe, An Ruoxing, and Old Man Shen simultaneously appeared.

All smiles.

With Old Man Shen’s status, he wasn’t quite eligible for leadership seating, but although he didn’t hold a high position, he had a thick skin.

So he came too.

With everyone hustling, another wave of bets followed.

The martial arts leadership battle is about to begin.

A large flag suddenly rose up, fluttering loudly in the wind.

The words "Martial Arts Leadership Battle" shone brightly under the sun.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!..."

The crowd stomped and shouted loudly.

Instantly, dust rose everywhere like an ancient battlefield, a surge of fierce momentum spontaneously emerged.

The chief of the first squad’s Inspection Hall, Zhou Quanfu, stood up vigorously and powerfully, breathing deeply and loudly.

"Now, I announce! Guardian Southeast Headquarters Inspection Hall, First Squad, Sixth Squad, Martial Arts Leadership Battle, Battle for the Captain Position, officially begins!"

Fang Che and others were included in the first squad’s sixth squad, strongly requested by Zhou Quanfu.

The other two chiefs felt it meaningless to compete for a squad, so they didn’t fight for it, letting Zhou Quanfu take over.

With the announcement, the atmosphere became even more intense.

Countless sharp whistles pierced the sky, rising and falling, with bursts of loud laughter.

But the next moment, everyone stopped laughing.

Eight people emerged at the entrance, all dressed in white like snow, calm and aloof.

Eight handsome men, akin to eight icy mountains, walked in.

But before reaching.

The austere momentum had already swept in, overwhelming and surging.

Instantly, the other two chiefs felt uneasy and inexplicably felt they might regret it: such strong presence?

Especially when one of them was a giant!

Among the crowd, he walked over like a chimney.

With a robust stature, like a true Bear King.

Each step felt like it shook the earth.

The crowd gasped audibly.

Someone whispered: "With this physique, if he fell, wouldn’t he make a dent in the continent beneath us?"

While speaking, the eight had already reached the stage and saluted the leaders.

Then lined up on both sides.

Eyes simultaneously looked at the eight tables ahead.

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren’s faces instantly turned black.

Suddenly turned their heads.

"Chief, what does this mean?" Feng Xiangdong looked at his named table, marked... one to two?

Am I that weak?

Even Yu Zhongge and others are one to one, yet I’m two to one?

The two felt truly insulted, with actions like this, how can we be bosses?

Where’s our dignity?

Our juniors are one to one, we’re two to one?

"This was set by me and the Deputy Chief, quite fair." Zhao Shanhe said blandly.

An Ruoxing smiled and nodded: "If there’s any dissatisfaction, wait until after the fight. Besides, you can bet on yourselves!"

"We can bet on ourselves?"

At this point, not only Feng Xiangdong, but the other seven people’s eyes sparkled with brilliance. Wow, a chance to get rich is here.

"Of course!"

"I’ll bet on myself to win, top grade Spirit Crystals, five hundred pieces!" Feng Xiangdong directly walked over with a dark face and put down the Spirit Crystals on his table.

Immediately, Spiritual Energy started to surge wildly in the venue.

Top grade Spirit Crystals!

This is an absolute treasure; many inspectors present have never even used such high-grade Spirit Crystals. Now, this newcomer throws out five hundred just like that!

Five hundred at once! An impressive gesture!

"Generous! Shi family’s offspring are truly impressive!"

Immediately, the crowd started discussing animatedly.

"In that case, I’ll bet on myself with five hundred pieces too." Xue Wanren walked forward with a dark face and followed suit with his bet.

Dongyun Yu coughed and said, "I... I’ll bet ten top grade Spirit Crystals."

It’s rare to see embarrassment on this arrogant person’s face.

Because he couldn’t afford more top grade Spirit Crystals, he has always lived for the day, using Top grade whenever possible, leaving the High grade alone. The family gave him two hundred when he came out this time.

But during this period, he’s already used them up... these ten are his last reserves.

Yu Zhongge and others haven’t returned home for so long, and couldn’t come up with as much, but they all went all in.

Yu Zhongge and Mo Gan Yun bet on themselves, while Qiu Yunshang bet on Yu Zhongge, and Jing Shuanggao bet on Mo Gan Yun.

Fang Che sighed: "I’m the poorest... and didn’t prepare."

He took off the bag from his back, slammed it onto his table with a thud, causing the table to shake, and pure Spiritual Energy rushed forth.

The crowd was surprised, only to hear Fang Che say: "Then I’ll bet one thousand top grade Spirit Crystals."

"Damn!"

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