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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nWith that, the girl walked out of the counter and ran to the back. Not long after, she returned with a middle-aged man.

nThe middle-aged man came in front of Wang Yi and said apologetically, “Sorry, Sir. I made you wait!”

n“My surname is Cheng, and I’m the manager of the Xu Family Battle Arena!”

n“Are you going to exchange all this money for chips?”

nAlthough Wang Yi was here to cause trouble for the Xu family, he had to admit that the service was really good.

nWang Yi nodded and said calmly, “Yes, please change them all!”

nAs soon as he finished speaking, the manager surnamed Cheng waved his hand. A few people walked out from behind, each of them holding a cash verification machine.

nTheir actions were swift. Within a few minutes, the cash in the bag was cleared.

nThen, another manager surnamed Liu took something that looked like a tablet from the girl.

nThen, he tapped on the tablet a few more times before handing it to Wang Yi. He smiled and said, “Hello, Sir. I’ve exchanged the chips for you!” After Wang Yi took it, he could not help but be stunned.

nWere these his chips?

nShouldn’t they be like the round chips in the movies from his previous life?

nWhat the hell was this?

nAs if he knew that this was Wang Yi’s first time here, the manager with the surname Liu tapped the middle of the tablet twice. Then, the screen lit up.

nThen, he introduced the system. “Sir, the chips have been placed in the ‘Betting Machine.’ The number above it represents the number of chips you have.”

nWang Yi took a look and saw a string of numbers on the screen. It was exactly five million.

n“Below that is the betting area. Before the match begins, you can check the information of the martial artists to use as a basis for your bets!”

n“At the bottom is the reward function. If the martial artist you bet on wins the competition for you, and if you are in a good mood, you can reward the martial artist here with a tip!”

nWang Yi couldn’t help but shake his head. He thought that he had encountered some high-tech technology, but it turned out that this thing was just for show. This thing might not even be as good as the first-generation tablets in his previous life.

nAfter exchanging his chips, Wang Yi followed the crowd in.

nAfter walking around a few side halls, he suddenly felt as if he had entered another world. His vision suddenly became clear.

nThen, a huge circular building appeared in front of everyone.

nIt felt like the ancient Roman Battlefield in his previous life. It occupied a large area and occupied almost half of the entire Battle Arena.

nThere were a total of five floors. Each floor was surrounded by countless seats where people could observe the match from. Meanwhile, there was an extremely wide, open space in the middle of each floor.

nThe empty space was filled with potholes. These potholes were obviously left behind by those martial artists who had fought for many years.

nSome of the marks had turned blackish-red and could not be washed away.

nMany people must have bled or even lost their lives in this place.

nWang Yi found a random place to sit down. There should have been a battle below since someone was cleaning up the area.

nThere seemed to be someone else who was severely injured, and dark red blood flowed all over the ground.

nHe looked at the “Betting Machine” in his hand. At this moment, a line of text appeared on it.

n“There’s still half an hour before the next martial arts competition. You can place your bets before the martial arts competition begins!”

nThen, there was information about the two martial artists.

nWang Yi casually clicked on the message. One was called Meng Hao, while the other was called Qi Gaoyuan. Both of them had similar levels of strength.

nOne of them had 30 victories and 11 losses.

nThe other had 27 victories and 8 losses.

nActually, it didn’t matter which one he placed his bet on. Both of their odds were about the same. This mainly depended on luck.

nIf he placed his bet on the less popular warrior, he might be able to win as the banker controlled the results.

nOf course, Wang Yi did not have such worries, because he would definitely be the eventual winner.

nAs the field was cleaned up, a new round of martial artists also arrived.

nWang Yi scanned the area with his spiritual power and found that the person called Meng Hao was probably slightly stronger.

nHe tapped a few times on the screen and bet all five million chips on Meng Hao.

nAt this moment, Meng Hao’s odds were 1:1.7.

nIn other words, if Meng Hao won, Wang Yi would get 8.5 million yuan.

nMeanwhile, in one of the rooms in the Battle Arena, various equipment was constantly flashing. A few people were sitting in front of a computer, their hands flying as they kept typing.

nThis was the control room of the Battle Arena. After the gamblers placed their bets, the information would be gathered here.

nIt was convenient to control the odds.

n“Young Master Xu, a large sum of chips suddenly entered the game just now. They all bet that Meng Hao would win.”

n“Right now, the person who bet on Meng Hao will win 1.93 times more than if he bet on Qi Gaoyuan.

n“Should I lower Meng Hao’s odds?”

nAt that moment, the person sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard suddenly stood up and asked a sinister-looking young man in a wine-red suit.

n“Lower the odds? Why should we lower the odds?”

n“Increase Meng Hao’s odds by three more points!”

n“Tell Old Gao to make arrangements. We’ll let Gaoyuan win this tournament!”

nThe sinister-looking young man was fiddling with an expensive jade bead in his hand.

nTime passed very quickly, and it was almost half an hour later.

nDong!

nA bell-like sound instantly resounded throughout the entire arena. Then, another voice sounded and spread throughout the entire arena through the loudspeaker.

n“Next is today’s seventh martial arts tournament!”

n“Let’s welcome our martial arts warrior!”

n“On our left is Meng Hao, nicknamed the Crazy Man. He has 30 victories and 11 losses!”

n“Meanwhile, on our right is Qi Gaoyuan, who is nicknamed the Mad Dog. He has 27 victories and 8 losses in his list of impressive achievements!”

n“The two martial fighters are both at the peak of Rank-I. Their battle results are also so close!”

n“It can be said that this is an evenly-matched battle. It will definitely bring everyone a satisfying visual feast!”

n“Those who haven’t placed their bets yet, hurry up and place your bets. The martial arts tournament will soon begin!”

nJust as he finished speaking…

nThe two people standing on both sides walked to the middle of the venue.

nBoth sides clenched their fists and collided in midair. Then, they instantly fought.

nAs soon as Meng Hao appeared, he suppressed Qi Gaoyuan.

nWang Yi could not help but nod. He had good taste.

nNo one who could stay in such a place for a long time was weak. Thus, their combat experience was usually very rich.

nFurthermore, if Meng Hao was slightly stronger, he might be able to stir the scales of victory and tilt them towards him.

nHowever, what happened next made Wang Yi frown.

nMeng Hao, whose momentum had been surging like a rainbow at the start of the fight, suddenly made a mistake. His opponent took advantage of the situation and retaliated beautifully.

nIn the eyes of ordinary people, this was because Meng Hao had advanced rashly and given his opponent an opportunity.

nHowever, how could this be hidden from Wang Yi?

nHe could sense that the few times that Meng Hao had been attacked, he had been able to dodge them all. However, instead of dodging, he simply took the attacks head-on!.

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