In the Colosseum, Mr. Li released his dragon, and the whole audience cheered...

As soon as the dragon appeared on the scene, it let out a roar, flew into the sky and circled around before returning to the Colosseum, hovering quietly next to Mr. Li.

"I haven't seen Mr. Li's dragon for a long time. It seems to be a little stronger..."

"Yes, who in the Evernight City doesn't know that Mr. Li has a spiritual beast, a dragon, which is very powerful? Who would be stupid enough to compete with him!"

"This kid must have just arrived. I don't know why he offended Mr. Li. Now I'm going to see something good..."

"It's probably because he was tortured and killed. How many attacks do you think that boy's spirit beast can withstand?"

"A few more tricks, haven't you seen that he is so young? If there is any good spiritual beast, he will probably be swallowed up when he appears..."

"What you said makes sense, but I can't refute it. You've all finished speaking. What do you want me to say?"

……

None of the spectators who were watching were optimistic about Long Chen. They all thought that Long Chen had just arrived in the Nightless City and didn't know that the sky was high and that he had offended Mr. Li.

In the attic, a fat middle-aged man was sitting by the window drinking tea and observing what was going on below. A thin servant stood next to him.

"Boss, what are our odds? Looking at the situation below, if we open the market, we will all bet on Young Master Li to win. In that case, we will definitely lose a lot of spiritual stones..."

"It doesn't matter. You can lower Mr. Li's odds to 1.01 times. I think the guy opposite is very calm. If he wins, think about how much we can make. We use a small price and say no. It's good to get a big harvest..." The man was still talking about tea calmly.

"What about the odds on the opposite side? How much should we get?" the servant continued to ask.

"Eighty times, maybe. With such a high odds, there will always be someone who buys it. Even if the kid dies miserably, we won't lose too much." The man looked confident of winning.

''Damn it, Mr. Li's odds are so low. I bought 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones and only won one piece..."

"Okay, what are you afraid of? You can earn 1 yuan from the next 100 yuan low-grade spirit stone. You can still earn a drink. Why don't you want it for free? The other side is eighty times more, why don't you just buy it? On the other side, maybe you can get rich overnight?"

"That seems to be the case. Then I'll buy 1000 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. I can earn [-] yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, which is barely enough for me to have a nice meal of wine..."

As he spoke, he took out his spiritual stone card and swiped out one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

People who can live in the city that never sleeps for a long time are all wealthy owners. These low-grade spiritual stones are obtained without blinking an eye, just for fun and excitement.

''Oh, my wife has been very strict recently, and she only has 1000 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones on her. There is no way to play with this. Earning 10 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones is enough to buy a roast chicken..."

"Brother, I'm not telling you. It's just 1000 yuan for a low-grade spirit stone. You'll definitely win if you buy the other side. The odds are 8 times. It's rare to find it once in many years. Maybe if you buy it right, you'll have [-] in an instant. Ten thousand yuan of low-grade spiritual stone, do you think it smells good or not?"

The man nodded in agreement, "It smells good, it does smell good. Then I'll buy the other side to win. Maybe I can make a fortune, but brother, who do you want to buy to win?"

"Of course I will win by betting on Mr. Li. I'm not as strict as your wife. I'll bet all on Mr. Li with 20 low-grade spiritual stones. If I win, I'll go and have a drink with the oiran..."

The man was speechless. He felt that he was deceiving himself into buying the opponent to win, but he had already made a bet and could not change it. Now he was ready to lose everything.

When the bet came to an end, the chips placed on Mr. Li had reached 5000 million spirit stones, while the winning bet on Long Chen was only a measly 1000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones.

The boss of the Colosseum looked at this data and saw that there was nothing wrong with it. With 5000 million chips, he would only lose 50 low-grade spiritual stones at most, which was a drop in the bucket for him.

"Long Chen, you see they all bet on Mr. Li to win, why don't we bet a little bit too?" the old naughty boy asked.

"If you are stupid and have a lot of money, just go ahead and bet. I am going to bet on myself to win..." Long Chen rolled his eyes at the old naughty boy. If you buy the opponent to win, you will be beaten to death, even if it is not a fake match with others. I'll also consider you a match-fixer.

What's more, Long Chen is absolutely sure that he can win, so why should he buy Young Master Li to win? Why should he miss this opportunity to make money after a long time.

Long Chen handed the old naughty boy [-] low-grade spiritual stones, "Go and place a bet for me. Bet on me to win. Just make some money for a house..."

"Long Chen, are you so confident that you can win?" Yao Gu asked.

"Full confidence..." Long Chen said lightly.

Yao Gu, who has always been uncomfortable with this kind of talk, became interested when she heard the certainty, "Okay, then I will also bet [-] low-grade spiritual stones, so you can win!"

"Well, since you all bet on Long Chen to win, I will also bet on him to win. I will bet 100 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones to support him!" the old naughty boy said heartbrokenly.

Even Yao Gu glared at him. Why did she find such a guy in the first place? She was really stingy.

When the old naughty boy placed a bet with 20 yuan, the scene was filled with excitement.

"That white-haired old man, is he stupid? Isn't it good to give so many spiritual stones to me? I have to give them to the banker, alas..."

"If you want to be more open-minded, if he lost to the banker, wouldn't he lose to us? Otherwise, what compensation would the banker give you?"

"That's right, you can't completely cover the banker's wool. There have to be people like this who are stupid and have a lot of money to bring blood back to the banker, hahaha..."

"Have you noticed that the white-haired old man is the same as Long Chen who participated in the competition?"

After what he said, the others also reacted, as if it was really the case, which made their hearts skip a beat.

For a moment, it felt as if all the spiritual stones he had bet on were going to be in vain.

Only the man who bet 1000 yuan on low-grade spiritual stones felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Whether he can still drink wine depends on this time. Now he is sitting in his seat and praying silently.

I hope Mr. Li’s dragon suddenly suffers from a cerebral hemorrhage or a heart attack or something?But he immediately shook his head, that was impossible.

The servant standing on the attic saw someone betting so much on Long Chen to win, and felt a little comfort in his heart, thinking that the boss would not suffer such an ugly loss.

"Boy, I don't know who gave you the courage to bet and you will win. If you bet on me to win, maybe you can get some money back!" Mr. Li said with a playful smile.

"I will buy whoever I want to win, it's none of your business!" Long Chen responded.

Mr. Li's face was instantly uglier than if he had eaten shit.

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