Beautiful CEO's Super Expert-Chapter 498 : Deciding to Go On Stage

Next, several more challengers took to the stage to confront Basha, but without exception, none lasted a minute before being defeated!

By then, the shouts of the audience had reached a crescendo, and Basha, standing on the stage, was invincible, like a Heavenly God descending amongst mortals!

"Young Master Pei, is it still possible to sign up for the competition?"

Su Chen suddenly asked.

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Upon hearing Su Chen's question, Pei Song was momentarily stunned before he nodded:

"Of course, anyone can sign up as long as they register. Mr. Su, why do you ask?"

"Because I'm going to compete."

Su Chen said indifferently.

"You're going to compete? How can that be?"

Pei Song was greatly surprised by Su Chen's words and hurriedly spoke.

"Why can't it be?"

Su Chen looked at Pei Song and smiled faintly.

"You don't know that to sign up, one must sign a life-and-death agreement. Once on the ring, life or death is up to fate!"

Pei Song was extremely worried; after all, the elder Mr. Pei had instructed him to take good care of the other party.

What would happen if he encountered any trouble? How would he explain to the elder upon returning?

"Then let's sign it."

Su Chen shrugged nonchalantly.

"Big brother, have you really decided to go up on the stage?"

Yunlong asked, hints of excitement faintly discernible in his expression; it had been a long time since he last saw his big brother take action.

"Mmm." Su Chen nodded, then looked at Yunlong. "How much money do you have on you now?"

"Five or six billion, I guess."

Yunlong said, which was all the liquid funds he had at the moment.

"It's a bit short, but it should be enough," Su Chen pondered briefly and then said, "You know what to do later, don't you?"

He had initially planned to ask God of Wealth to lend him ten billion, but since Yunlong had the money, it wasn't necessary to bother God of Wealth.

"Big brother, you're not thinking of having me bet all of it, are you?"

Yunlong suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed.

"Presumably the odds of me winning later will be very high. Since money is being given away, why not take advantage of it?"

Su Chen said with a slight smile.

"Alright then!"

Yunlong, too, had a spirit for adventure in his bones; otherwise, he wouldn't have left his family to make his way in the world with Su Chen.

Pei Song, overhearing their conversation, felt these two were completely mad!

"Mr. Su, I understand what you mean, but allow me to be frank: you are simply playing with fire!"

Pei Song said gravely.

Su Chen looked at him with a smile, motioning for him to continue.

"Mr. Su, firstly, it's uncertain whether you can win, and secondly, even if you win, will you be able to get the money?"

Pei Song spoke earnestly:

"None here know you, and it doesn't seem like you have anything that makes you stand out, so your odds will be very high, at least fifty to one, maybe even a hundred to one!"

"So five or six billion bet at a hundred times would be five or six hundred billion, even at fifty times, nearly three hundred billion. Do you think the fighting ring would pay out?"

"You should know, this underground fight ring is run by Su Can, the second younger master of the Su Family. Not only will you not get a penny, but in addition to losing those billions, you could even be risking your lives!"

"Yeah, big brother, maybe you should reconsider."

Upon hearing Pei Song's words, Yunlong also abruptly came to his senses!

A few tens of millions may be manageable for the ring to default on, but hundreds of billions—who would pay that out?

Even if they wanted to, does the fight ring have that kind of money?

What is the annual profit of such a gambling establishment? Twenty billion at most!

Moreover, since the gambling establishment is run by the second young master of the Su Family, it's even more improbable they would pay out!

At that point, to avoid tarnishing one's reputation, even the opponent might be driven to kill!

"No need, I have made up my mind, Yunlong, If you're worried about the risk, I can think of another way."

Su Chen glanced at Yunlong as he spoke, this was also a test for Yunlong.

"Big brother, what are you talking about? Since I, Yunlong, have decided to follow you, I would never be of two minds."

Yunlong said with a resolute expression.

"Hmm, don't worry, I have it all figured out."

Su Chen confidently remarked.

"Mr. Su, are you sure you want to do this?"

Pei Song asked seriously.

"Sure, just tell me how to sign up."

Su Chen appeared quite indifferent.

"Since you are so determined, I won't say more. To sign up, just go down those stairs over there, to the second basement level, there's an office there. It's marked as the registration desk, that's where you go to sign up."

"Alright, thanks."

Having said that, Su Chen got up and headed towards the staircase...

Pei Song watched his receding figure and couldn't help but curl his lip in disdain. It wasn't just that he believed Su Chen wouldn't be able to get the money even if he won, he simply didn't believe that Su Chen could win at all.

Although his grandfather had said that he was once the Chief Instructor of the Eighth Brigade, Basha's strength was not something a mere brigade instructor could counter!

However, Yunlong's thoughts differed from Pei Song's, as he believed that Su Chen could definitely win; what worried him was what would happen after the victory.

After Su Chen reached the second basement level, he looked up to see the registration desk and then walked straight in.

The personnel at the registration desk didn't say much, just handed him an agreement to sign, and then tossed a number his way, telling him to go wait in a room.

At that moment, two other people were waiting in the room, and they seemed a bit nervous, for Basha they were about to challenge had never been defeated!

But for the chance to gain fame in one battle, they were still willing to try. Practitioners of martial arts often have the desire to challenge the strong!

"Brother, are you really going to go on stage dressed like that?"

One of the men asked in surprise.

Because he saw Su Chen still dressed in a business suit and pants, wearing leather shoes, a typical office worker's attire.

"Yeah, that outfit isn't conducive to making moves, isn't this the same as crippling your martial arts?"

The other person also kindly offered some advice.

"No worries, I decided to participate on the spur of the moment, so I didn't prepare any clothes."

Su Chen said with a slight smile.

A spur-of-the-moment decision?

Upon hearing Su Chen's words, both men thought he was joking. Hadn't they all practiced hard for days, tuning themselves into the best possible condition before coming over?

And this guy? He just arbitrarily decided to come? He was taking this martial arts competition way too lightly, wasn't he?

"Well, brother, good luck to you!"

The two men's gaze towards Su Chen clearly carried a mocking tone, mixed with a hint of pity as if they foresaw him soon lying on the stage.

"Good luck to you too!"

Just then, a challenger who had been on the stage was brought down by the elevator, and immediately stretchers came to carry the person away.

"Okay, it's my turn, I'll go first."

The first man to speak said, his expression clearly tense.

Su Chen and the other person both smiled and nodded.

Two minutes later, that man was also carried away directly on a stretcher.

Seeing this scene, the remaining person became even more nervous. He even began to entertain the idea of escaping.

"Buddy, you're no match for Basha. I advise you to just drop out. It's not worth it if you end up with serious injuries or even lose your life!"

Su Chen felt a moment of soft-heartedness and gave a warning.

This statement from Su Chen became the final straw that broke his resolve, and he muttered:

"Okay, okay, I'll withdraw!"

Then he ran toward the registration desk...