Chapter 2220: Tan Yi

"Do you want to open the bet?" someone suddenly suggested.
"Yes, yes, it's been a long time for the Art Refining Masters Guild. There is no such thing as a fight. You must take a gamble." This proposal immediately received numerous people's responses.
"But who is in the house?"
The problem ensues.
There is no professional casino at all in the Art Refining Masters Guild, and it's not everyone can afford to open it personally.
The most important thing is that now the wind is on one side. 99.9% of the people support Huang Rongxi. Once the market opens, it is estimated that everyone will bet on Huang Rongxi to win. If Huang Rongxi wins in the end, the people in the bank will have to ruin their family.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, all silent, fools know that this is a good opportunity to win money, but the key is to win whose money?
Will anyone be taken advantage of?
Standing on the stage preparing for the battle, Liu Lang couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard all kinds of discussions in the audience.
Jumped off the ring with a leap.
"Why, no comparison?" The audience was in an uproar when the contestant ran away.
"Are you going to escape?" Huang Rongxi frowned, condescending, looking at Liu Lang below the stage, and asked.
"I won't run away if you run, I just earn some extra money." Liu Lang raised his head and glanced at Huang Rongxi, then faced the thousands of skill refining masters and apprentices on the scene again, "Everyone, be quiet!"
This voice is still very effective.
Everyone pricked their ears and wanted to hear what Liu Lang was going to say.
Liu Lang nodded in satisfaction, increased his volume, and said: "I was listening to everyone on the stage just now. I wanted to open a gambling game, but I was suffering from no one sitting at the bank. And my favorite thing is gambling. So, I will come to this bank. Sit, you can come to me to bet, bet Huang Rongxi wins, one loses one, and bet I win, one loses one hundred."
"puff……"
Hearing this huge disparity in the payout ratio, many people spit.
"Brother, pay one hundred, are you so unconfident in yourself?" the mysterious step refiner closest to Liu Lang asked curiously.
"Confidence or something, of course I don't have any. Mrs. Huang is a ground-level skill refining master certified by the Art Refining Masters Guild, and his cultivation level is even higher than me." Liu Lang said naturally.
"That's better than a fart!"
Someone said silently.
"Participation is important!" Liu Lang laughed and said, "Well, now we start betting. The time is only a quarter of an hour. Mrs. Huang still has a lot of work to be done, so I can't wait too long."
"Are you sure you want to sit in the village?" Seeing Liu Lang's serious concern over there, someone was ready to move.
"Of course." Liu Lang replied affirmatively.
"Then I bet one hundred amethyst coins, Huang Rongxi wins." Soon someone took out one hundred amethyst coins and threw them to Liu Lang.
Someone started, and many gamblers followed suit.
Not long after, Liu Lang received tens of thousands of amethyst coins. And none of these tens of thousands of amethyst coins bet Liu Lang to win.
Someone finally realized the problem.
"Don't play, don't play, can he afford to pay so much? We don't know who he is, what should I do if he runs away with amethyst coins?" someone reminded loudly.
Under this reminder, the people who rushed to place the bet finally calmed down, and some even began to consider whether to withdraw the Amethyst coin that had been bet.
"I can still afford to pay for this amethyst coin." Liu Lang immediately took out a sack from the sacred stele of the sky, and roughly estimated that there were more than 10,000 amethyst coins in the sack.
This gives people who have just placed their bets a lot of relief.
But not everyone is satisfied.
"Is there only so much?" There was an earth-level technique refiner who also came up with a heavy sack. The sack is not specially made and cannot isolate the spiritual sense, so even if it is not opened, everyone can see that it is filled with amethyst coins.
"Tan Zheng!"
Many people know this tier technique refiner.
Tan Zheng, the most famous gambler in the Art Refining Masters Guild, and a VIP customer of Changlefang, the largest casino in the universe.
This man is extremely skilled in refining techniques, and the refined medicines and immortals are very popular, but almost all of the sales proceeds are thrown into the casino. Moreover, Tan Zheng also has a nickname called Tan Yi.
The reason for this nickname is that every time Tan Zheng enters the casino, he only plays a handful. He puts all the amethyst coins on his body, wins, pats his butt, and loses, and loses, pats his butt. People are very free and easy.
Obviously, Tan Zheng wants to continue his Tan Yi style.
However, before placing a bet, make sure that the banker can afford to pay.
"This one……"
Seeing Tan Zheng's posture, Liu Lang had a headache.
Of course he is not afraid of Tan Zheng's heavy bet, but the key point is that the amethyst coins he can take out are just over 10,000, and there are a lot of amethyst ore, but that thing is not in circulation!
"I still have a lot of elixirs, immortals..." Liu Lang thought for a while and said.
"In the Shu Refining Master's Guild, do you seem to be stupid with medicinal pills and fairy tools?" Tan Zheng said with a dark face.
The Art Refining Master’s Guild is to make pills and immortal artifacts, and Tan Zheng, as a realm art refining master, is even more rare. If you really want to win a bunch of pills and immortal artifacts, you have to sell it yourself, I don’t know. How long will it take to sell out is not enough trouble.
Liu Lang was embarrassed for a while.
After becoming the Sea Emperor, he thought the amethyst coin supervised by the heavenly court was useless, so he didn't keep it much.
"If I don't have the strength, I still dare to sit in the village. I'll go back to Changlefang!" Tan Zheng picked up his sacks and was about to withdraw.
"Wait a minute!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.
"President Ji!" Everyone walked around, only to realize that it was Ji Hongyu, the vice-chairman of the Swordsman Guild.
"Old tricks?"
Tan Zheng and Ji Hongyu were apprentices in the Shu Refining Masters Guild in the same year. They were very familiar with each other. Seeing Ji Hongyu standing up, they couldn't help asking suspiciously, "What's the matter?"
"You can bet at ease, I will guarantee it." Ji Hongyu said with a smile.
"Oh?" Ji Hongyu was taken aback, looked at Liu Lang, and then at Ji Hongyu, "You know?"
"Well. I brought him into the Master Skill Refining Association." Ji Hongyu replied with a smile.
"But, I'm embarrassed to win your money!" With the assurance of Ji Hongyu, the vice president, of course, it is okay. Tan Zheng rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
"How do you know you can win?" Ji Hongyu asked.
"Obviously, you and I know Huang Rongxi's strength." Tan Zheng said naturally. When Huang Rongxi was promoted to the ranks, he and Ji Hongyu were both judges.
No one knows Huang Rongxi better than them.
"So, you bet on Huang Rongxi to win?" Ji Hongyu continued to ask.
"Nonsense!" Tan Zheng replied vowedly.
"Then I can rest assured, you have to bet on Huang Rongxi to lose, I really dare not guarantee." Ji Hongyu let out a sigh.
"Isn't it? Are you optimistic about him?" Tan Zheng was taken aback, looking at Liu Lang, his face full of incredible.