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"Please invite Contestant No. , Bai Hao, to the Soul Fighting Arena No. ..."

After hearing this broadcast, Bai Hao had no choice but to leave.

The golden soul coin suddenly appeared in his mind, and he remembered that it was time to settle the bet he placed. He quickly ran to the betting table and settled his bet.

The odds between Xiao Wu and Luo Ba when he placed the bet were 1:20, so he doubled his bet twenty times and got 1600 gold soul coins.

……

Fighting Spirit Arena No. .

The betting desk on the second floor.

"Please, at the last moment, please place all 1500 gold soul coins on the seventeenth number." As he said this, Bai Hao handed a large bag of gold soul coins to a male clerk at the betting desk, and then He took out a gold soul coin and gave it to the service staff, "This is your reward."

Just as he turned to leave, Bai Hao felt that he had to give this service staff a pie to be safe, and added: "After the matter is completed, at the time of settlement, I will pay you another five soul coins as a reward."

Sure enough, when he heard that he was still being paid with five soul coins, the service staff immediately beamed and said, "Thank you, sir, I will definitely fulfill your request."

The salary in the Great Soul Fighting Arena is already the highest in Soto City, but he is just a service employee, and his monthly base salary plus business commission is only about one gold soul coin. To him, the five gold soul coins were five months' salary, so this reaction was normal.

Someone may ask, why didn't Bai Hao spend all the 1600 gold soul coins?

This is a long story.

Bai Hao's mathematics was taught by the Chinese teacher from history books when teaching biology in physical education class.

For an extra 100 gold soul coins, the amount of calculation would go up a level for him, making it difficult to calculate an accurate result. Don’t ask me (the author) how I know this.

After Bai Hao left, another young waitress with a hot figure, good face, and bold clothes had a charming look on her face, but she could not hide the gloom on her forehead. She whispered to the male waiter next to her:

(The display screen of the betting station has already displayed the basic information of both sides of the fighting spirit.)

"Do you think this boy is stupid? The martial soul of No. is a physical martial soul?"

"Even us ordinary people know that this body's martial spirit is just a half-waste martial spirit, which is just a little stronger than ordinary people. What's more, it is still an eye, and it can show the opponent whether he can lose? Why not bet so many golden souls? Coin, isn’t this a guaranteed loss?”

As the saying goes, "The mouth of an eater is short, and the hand of a person is short." The male waiter couldn't answer the question, so he had to laugh and said: "We can't understand the world of rich people. This is not what we should worry about." , it’s not our money?”

"I know, I just can't see how this young man is so prodigal. I think he is blind, that's why he asked you to help him get the No. number, and take advantage of the joy of the martial arts in his eyes. Maybe he won't be blind after that." The waitress' tone was sinister.

Naturally, it wasn't because Bai Hao was "prodigal" that she couldn't stand it, but because she thought she was proud of her capital, yet Bai Hao gave such a good job to her colleagues and completely ignored her.

It felt like she had lost several months of salary in vain, and she was naturally upset.

"On the th Soul Fighting Arena, the th Soul Fight has officially opened for betting." The waiter did not answer the call, but announced the opening for betting on this Soul Fight.

Sure enough, as the girl said, no one really takes a good look at Yan Wuhun.

When the people who came to place bets saw that No. was a martial artist with eyes, they immediately became excited and directly bet on Bai Hao's opponent without any hesitation. They made generous moves and looked happy.

Bai Hao's odds were already very high, but no one wanted to win, so they all beat his opponent to win.

The odds continue to rise... The odds have reached to , but still no one cares about it. This shows how low the status of body martial arts is in people's minds. No one will believe that Bai Hao has a chance of winning.

Looking at the opponents, the odds have been so low that they are still betting in droves, but more and more people are betting.

The lower the odds, the more stable it is. "No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat." Everyone naturally knows this truth, so the lower the odds, the more people place bets.

……

"The eighteenth spirit battle is about to begin. Let's invite the players from both sides to wait."

As soon as the host finished speaking, the audience burst into overwhelming cheers.

Amidst the cheers, Bai Hao slowly walked onto the court and saw his opponent.

He was a man who looked to be close to thirty years old. He had a pale and sinister face, his eyes were a little unfocused, and he was as skinny as a stick. He was about half a head taller than Bai Hao. He looked like he was exhausted from overindulgence.

The host came to the center of the venue with a microphone, and various lights shone and focused, "Welcome to Soto Soul Fighting Arena. Our Soul Fighting Arena has always been committed to allowing the audience to enjoy a wonderful soul master duel experience (omitting words here) )...Next, let me introduce two soul fighting players to you."

"Ji Zhuangzhuang!"

"Ji Zhuangzhuang! Ji Zhuangzhuang!"

"Ji Zhuangzhuang will win!"

……

Everyone in the audience shouted the name "Ji Zhuangzhuang", and there was a huge wave of people's voices. It was obvious that this person was quite popular. Probably because he was weak since he was a child, he got a name like this.

When Bai Hao heard this name, he wanted to laugh in his heart. It didn't match the image of this person at all, but out of politeness, he held it back and endured it.

"Yes, that's him. The man who is known as the fastest man in the Soul Fighting Arena is our extremely popular 'Ji Zhuangzhuang'."

"The martial spirit of the Thunderbolt is extremely fast. It can be said that no one at the same level can beat it."

"The soul power is level , and breaking through to level is just around the corner. Reaching this level at the age of seventeen is inseparable from his talent and hard work."

"I won't introduce much else, everyone knows it."

There was another burst of cheers and screams from the audience, just like a concert in a previous life.

"Why is this "Ji Zhuangzhuang" so popular? Is he really only seventeen years old? Why does he look like he is in his thirties to me?" A new audience member asked.

Audience B next to him: "You can't talk nonsense, be careful of misfortune coming from your mouth. Are you new here?"

Audience A: "Not really, I just haven't been here recently. Alas, it's hard to explain, so I won't say it anymore! Please help me clarify my doubts."

Audience B: "It's normal that you don't know this. Ji Zhuangzhuang is a genius soul master who has only recently shown his prominence in the soul fighting arena. His speed is as fast as lightning."

"Let me tell you, with the speed of his hand, no one at the same level can defeat him. The soul masters who fought against him could not keep up with his speed. They could not even see his figure and were killed before they had time to react. Defeated."

"I've only lost one game so far. Do you think it's great?"

Audience A: "It's amazing. Then, how did he lose that match?"

Audience B: "That scene...well, it's a pity."

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