Chapter 26: Twenty-eight

Chapter 26, Chapter 28: The Young God of Gamblers (5)
The first group is over, and after an hourglass break, the second game will start.
Only after the first match, one of the hottest winners, Chu Xinrui, was eliminated. This made many gamblers who placed heavy bets on him imbalanced, yelled at him, and angrily tore the bills in their hands to pieces.
The audiences who bought Qu Lexian and Suo Yingcai started the bragging mode one after another. They looked like an old was there, as they had expected, and they completely forgot how unforgettable they were just now.
All beings are happy, angry, appreciative, jealous, and greedy. There are so many emotions in the small fighting arena, and people can't help but lament the complexity of the people.
With the end of the first scene, Xiao Zheng, who was still talking to Tang Luo just now, seemed to lose his soul, his eyes were extremely complicated.
Staring at an arena to the west, he still muttered: "Sure enough, it really is."
Tang Luo followed Xiao Zheng's gaze.
That was Shentu Lean's arena, and he was all relaxed. The battle just now seemed to be just a warm-up for him, and he walked off the arena in a few steps.
Shentu Lean's figure disappeared behind the curtain, and Tang Luo looked at Xiao Zheng again.
In between, he raised the flask, poured the wine fiercely, and remained silent.
Mouthful of spirits poured into his throat, Xiao Zheng's expression was full of bitterness, and he tremblingly took out a gambling ticket from his arms.
Tang Luo gave a glance and wrote: Qu Lexian-two hundred gold.
Oh, gambling saint. . . Tang Luo turned his head, disappointed with this middle-aged man.
"His~his~his!"
what sound? Tang Luo turned around and saw Xiao Zheng tearing the gambling ticket to pieces and spilling it on the ground.
Yo, will you know that Qu Lexian will lose at the end of the first game? It's a little bit tricky.
"See what?" Tang Luo chuckled, thinking it was just bragging, but he didn't expect his eyesight to be good, although he was late.
"Ah." Xiao Zheng replied very depressed, and put the drunk jug at his feet, "I'm still greedy, there should be such a defeat."
The mentality is very good, after all, being designed by the dealer, it is not ashamed to lose.
"Gambling, there is no guarantee, I will win again next time." Tang Luo comforted casually.
Win again next time?
This sentence angered the middle-aged man, he slammed, his upper body was as tall as a pine.
Tang Luo felt the cold light on his face, just like the eyes of the middle-aged man beside him.
His drunkenness seemed to have disappeared, his eyes exuded a breathtaking cold light, like a peerless sharp blade out of its sheath, he said word by word: "My name is Xiao Zheng, every gambling will win!"
I admit that your appearance is very good now, but you have to pretend to be forced after tearing the betting ticket, it is your fault.
"Oh? Why did you tear up the gambling ticket." Tang Luo couldn't help but complain.
"Because Qu Lexian will lose." Xiao's face was pale.
I can see it, great, but what do you do.
"Then how do you win every bet?" Tang Luo chuckled, then what else are you pretending to be.
The cold light in Xiao Zheng's eyes disappeared, and he said in a low mood: "I should have thought of it long ago."
"What do you think of?"
Xiao Zheng did not answer, but took out another gambling ticket from his arms.
Shentu Lean-fifty gold.
Is there such an operation? Lu Lu Lu A, gambling brother. Tang Luo's surprised eyes were staring out, this guy actually bought two hundred Jin Qu Lexian before the start, but still crushed fifty Jin Shentu Lean?
Tang Luo suddenly became interested and asked, "Why did you buy another fifty gold Shentu Lean, or did you buy each one?"
If you buy everything, you can say that you will win every gambling, but you will always lose money. This is a good way.
Xiao Zheng shook his head: "I only bought Qu Lexian and Shentu Lean."
"Why?"
"If you rely on strength, Qu Lexian should win the first prize; if it is a design, Shentu Lean will win." Xiao Zheng pointed to Shentu Lean, who had stepped onto the ring, and sighed.
"Good eyesight." Tang Luo extended his thumb and praised.
He was able to guess the layout of the dealer because he could see the value above his head, and the middle-aged man in front of him had such a low realm and there was no information at all. He was able to grasp the truth just by judgment.
This is really amazing. It seems that this guy is not bragging about betting on the name of the saint.
"The little friend is absurd. If the eyesight is so good, Shentu Lean's bet should be five hundred gold, not fifty." Xiao Zheng waved his hand dejectedly.
and many more! it is good? eye? force?
Xiao Zheng suddenly realized something. He looked at Tang Luo in disbelief and asked dryly, "Little friend, Shentu Lean?"
"Bought some." Tang Luo smiled.
Xiao Zheng was silent, but his heart was full of blows.
As a descendant of the Xiao family, he didn't dare to be interested in martial arts since he was a child. On the contrary, he was interested in all kinds of cockfighting lackeys. After barely cultivated to the realm of mortals, he fell in love with the gambling game of the martial arts hall.
Since being obsessed with the gambling in the martial arts hall, Xiao Zheng has completely abandoned martial arts. Since the age of sixteen, he has been in the martial arts hall day and night. As a person who is extremely demanding of himself, Xiao Zheng has laid down rules for himself.
In an ordinary martial arts competition, you must win every bet.
Xiao Zheng began to wander around the small martial arts halls in Xiling, but he only observed each time and did not pay attention.
After three years in this way, he was fully prepared, and every bet was a wild victory.
Since then, Xiao Zheng has started his own road of gambling. He has to win or not. This is his requirement of himself.
Not to make money, but to enjoy the sense of accomplishment that victory brings.
For a full ten years, he became a myth in the Xiling Fan-level martial arts arena, leaving a legend: betting on Sheng Xiaozheng, every bet will win.
In the next ten years, Xiao Zheng felt that there was no secret to him in the mortal martial arts competition, so he began to study the mortal martial arts competition, and this research was another ten years.
A whole decade has passed, and the mortal-level martial arts competition is still so mysterious to him.
Yesterday, in a mortal-level martial arts battle involving more than ten people, Xiao Zheng made four consecutive mistakes in his judgment. With depression in his heart, he planned to come to the small meeting place today to relax. Whoever dreamed of it encountered another blow.
A teenager actually judged the winner before the start of the game, which made Xiao Zheng feel uncomfortable.
"It must be just luck." He didn't want to believe it.
Xiao Zheng encouraged himself in his heart, and then asked, "How much is the little friend's bet?"
It must be very few, it must be very few, it must be very few. Xiao Zheng said in his heart.
"Uh, not much." Tang Luo thought for a while, decided not to hit the person in front of him, and be humble.
Sure enough. Xiao Zheng stretched his eyebrows and exhaled a stale breath, suddenly feeling the air fresh.
The game went on in full swing, just as expected.
A difficult battle between Luo Hongtu and Qu Lexian of Team A, Qu Lexian won.
In Group B, Shentu Lean, with a relaxed face, faced Suo Yingcai, who had struggled to defeat Chu Xinrui, and waited for work. It was another easy take.
So when the exhausted Qu Lexian played against Shentu Lean, who was almost in good condition, was there still suspense about the result?
Qu Lexian really tried his best, but after two hundred moves, he was still slapped in the chest by Shentu Lean's Bailiu Fei, and he passed out into a coma.
The biggest favorite, Qu Lexian loses!
Nearly 3,000 spectators in the audience lost their voices at the same time, and the entire martial arts arena was quiet and audible, and anger broke out in an instant, and the sentiment was enthusiastic, because nearly 2,000 people's gambling tickets became waste paper, and the three major favorites all failed miserably .
Shentu Lean has become the leader of this fighting club!
"Qu Lexian of the dog day fights a counterfeit match!" I don't know who made this roar first.
The anger in the room found a catharsis in time, and the people who lost money seemed to realize it suddenly. No wonder that the 26-year-old Mortal Realm pinnacle would actually lose to an inexperienced Shentu Lean. It turns out that Qu Lexian was defeated.
Enraged by the crowd, some irrational audiences tried to kill Qu Lexian who had passed out of a coma on the spot.
(End of this chapter)