Chapter 41 We are going to get rich!

Chapter 41 We are going to get rich!

Chapter 41 We are going to get rich!

Crazy, the entire fighting spirit arena is crazy.

Those who come to the fighting arena at this time are basically regular customers, and they are all middle class people in Soto City, the kind of rich people who don't need to work on weekdays.

These people usually have nothing to do, so they like to hang out in the Great Soul Fighting Arena. Therefore, they know all about some well-known events in the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

For example, three years ago, there was a gifted young man who, with the strength of level 30 but without obtaining the third soul ring, challenged a level 35 Soul Master, and was ultimately defeated miserably.

At that time, with the constant hype in the Great Soul Fighting Arena, the young man was portrayed as a rare genius in a century, and eventually became a huge trap, making all gamblers invest their money on him, while some people, after careful calculation, chose to invest in the Soul Master who did not have much talent but had been in the business for a long time.

The end result was that the small group of people who invested in Soul Master made a fortune and instantly moved from the bottom of society to the middle class, while the majority of those who followed the venture capitalist's lead lost everything and have been almost completely forgotten to this day.

Most of the people who can still roam freely in the Great Fighting Soul Arena are the "elite gamblers" who survived that gambling game. Therefore, they immediately suspected that the Great Fighting Soul Arena was going to stir up trouble again.

But this doubt only lasted for a few minutes before it disappeared, because... the difference in soul power between the two sides in this competition was too great. A twenty-level great soul master was facing a thirty-seven-level soul master with the best soul ring ratio. Even if the Pope's disciple was here, he would have to kneel!

"Give me five thousand gold soul coins to bet against the evil-eyed white tiger!"

"Only five thousand? Give me ten thousand!"

"That's all you have the guts to do? I bet one hundred thousand!"

As soon as the news came out, the entire casino was in an uproar. No one wanted to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even though the odds were already frighteningly low and the profit from buying the Evil-Eyed White Tiger was only about half, people still flocked to it.

After all, no matter how you look at it, this is a business that is bound to make money. If you invest 10,000 gold soul coins in it, you can earn around 500. Although the profit is small, it is very stable!

In the frenzy of the crowd, an old man and a young man hid in a corner, talking in low voices together:

"Menglan, how much money and what does your sister plan to bet on this?"

Flanders looked at the enthusiastic crowd. Even though he was a Soul Sage, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He never dreamed that he would gain so much from just attending a casual class!
As for the fact that Dai Mubai was playing against Leng Xiyao, Flanders didn't care too much about it. After all, it wasn't really busy yet, and the person who could be matched the fastest was only Dai Mubai who registered almost at the same time!

Compared with Dai Mubai, Leng Xiyao's odds are outrageously high, as much as ten times. This means that if you bet one gold soul coin on Leng Xiyao and she really wins in the end, you can directly take away ten gold coins!

What if you bet tens of thousands of gold coins?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Flanders was shaking with excitement, as if his chance of getting out of poverty and becoming rich depended on today!
However, Qin Menglan's next words were like pouring a bucket of cold water on him: "My sister asked me to bet 200,000 gold soul coins to buy her to defeat the enemy with one strike."

Flanders took a look at the overall situation of this gambling game. Currently, there were only a few dozen gold soul coins betting on Leng Xiyao to win, but Dai Mubai was betting on about four or five hundred thousand gold soul coins.

But the odds are not always fixed. If Qin Menglan uses the 1 to bet on Leng Xiyao, then the odds may be only 2:1 or 3:.

However, people are still placing bets and entering the market. Flanders calculated that the final odds should be around 1:5, so there is still a lot of money to be made!
"Xiao Qin, you are still too young to be here. It might be inconvenient with so many people around. How about you give me the money and I will help you invest it?" Looking at the cute and adorable Qin Menglan, Flanders felt that he had to help with this matter, otherwise such a huge sum of money would inevitably be coveted by those with ulterior motives.

It's not a good thing for a little girl like her to be noticed by others.

"Then I'll trouble the dean."

Qin Menglan thought about it and seemed to trust Flanders' character. She didn't say much and directly handed over the gold card with money in it.

"This is nothing. Oh my, this is the largest sum of money I have ever come into contact with in my life!"

After taking the card, Flanders couldn't help himself and looked like a loser.

However, seeing that the game was about to begin, he did not forget his business and stood up and walked towards the betting table.

After walking two steps, he seemed to remember something and turned back to remind her: "There are too many people here, don't move around. I'll be back soon."

"Okay, Dean." Qin Menglan nodded obediently.

Seeing Qin Menglan so well-behaved, Flanders felt relieved and walked straight to the betting counter. He slapped the card on the table and instructed the frightened staff: "Bet 250,000 gold soul coins on the Blade Queen player. Bet on her to defeat the enemy with one move!"

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Leng Xiyao didn't care about what these people thought. Even if they knew, she would just laugh. After all, these people came to give her money. Who would be dissatisfied with a boy who gave away money?

At this moment, she was sitting in the lounge, watching the match between Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing with Dai Mubai, while chatting:
"Mu Bai, you are quite familiar with this great fighting arena. Who do you think my opponent will be?"

Dai Mubai already knew that Leng Xiyao was going to fight a higher-level opponent, but after yesterday's battle, he didn't have any other emotions except feeling sad for her opponent.

However, the rules of the Great Fighting Spirit Arena are that before the game officially begins, the players cannot know the opponent's information or leave the waiting area. Therefore, Dai Mubai does not know who her opponent is.

"This great fighting arena currently has a total of 120 permanent players between level 35 and 40. However, the players who come here to compete during this period are all amateurs. Their abilities vary greatly, and I am not very clear about them."

The area of ​​this waiting room is not small, and it seems that all the contestants who are scheduled to compete in the No. 4 arena next. Leng Xiyao used a skill to sense the strength of these contestants, but most of them are only the strength of soul masters, mixed with a few soul lords and soul masters who are less than level 35, and there is only one person between level 35 and 40.

That is Dai Mubai.

"So, Mu Bai, are you also competing in the number four fighting spirit match?" Leng Xiyao knew what was going on. It would be her turn soon after Tang San finished fighting. It seemed that there was no other opponent except Dai Mubai!
"Is that so? What's wrong?" Dai Mubai didn't think too much about it, and couldn't imagine who his next opponent would be.

However, as Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing left the stage, he soon found out:
"Today's 324th Soul Fighting Match is about to begin! Please invite contestants Blade Queen and Evil Eyed White Tiger to the stage!"

(End of this chapter)