Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 21 Bet?

"The first scene, Li Chen vs. Li Feng!"

The elder said, and immediately jumped onto the two Li family juniors from the stage, standing on both sides of the competition platform, with awe-inspiring expressions.

"Two, let me say a word before the game. This competition is just to pick out the family's new blood. So remember not to intentionally hurt people, everything ends!"

"Yes!" The two clasped their fists and nodded.

After that, they fought together on the martial arts stage. The two of you came and went, and the martial arts and spiritual power continued to whistle. For a time, it was hard to separate.

Yang Chen looked at it for a while, without much desire, just withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, I heard a sudden voice not far away:

"It's open!"

"Everyone, take a look and see if Li Chen wins or Li Feng wins this game? Squeeze the big to make the big, suppress the small to make the small, the opportunity is not to be missed, no longer come!" I saw a place not far away, right now. A middle-aged man in his thirties stood with a table in front of him with seven or eight golden tickets.

It turned out to be a gamble openly.

Next to him, a large group of people surrounded them, all discussing in full swing, which one is more likely to win.

In the face of this scene, no one from the Li family spoke out to stop it, after all, this kind of activity can also make the game more exciting to a certain extent!

Only one person said: "Let me press Li Chen, you see that guy is so strong, he is 1.9 meters tall, it is estimated that if he punches down, Li Feng can be directly beaten on the ground by him!"

"This is not necessarily true. Li Feng has the title of Little Whirlwind in our Li family, and his Xuan Ming step has even cultivated to the Mahayana. Even if Li Chen's body is strong, his speed can't keep up, it's no use!"

"I'll bet 20 gold coins and bet Li Feng will win!"

"Forty gold coins, Li Chen wins!"

"I'm out fifty!"

For a while, everyone started betting, and even a few elders and the heads of other families came to join in the fun, guessing about the winning percentage of these two people.

"Is the genius doctor interested in this?" Madam Li turned his head, looked at Yang Chen curiously, and asked.

"Small gambling to be happy, big gambling to hurt your body, taking this opportunity to play is also fun." Yang Chen smiled, suddenly turned around, and said to Doctor Li, "Doctor Li, do you have money?"

"Money?" Madam Li was taken aback for a moment, and soon understood, and said: "Some and some, how much do you need for a genius doctor? Ten thousand gold coins are enough?"

With that said, Doctor Li directly took out ten golden tickets.

"Doctor Li, I can't use that much." Yang Chen gave a wry smile.

This one is worth a thousand gold coins, and the doctor Li actually took out ten of them directly. It is indeed the person who treated the emperor to the emperor, and he was really rich!

"Master Yang is short of money? You can just ask me!" Liu Yishui got up and said, "How much does Master Yang need? You are welcome, please tell me directly!"

"Cough." Doctor Li coughed lightly and said, "Master Liu, the genius doctor seems to be asking me to borrow money? What are you doing here?"

"Whose money is not borrowed? Why do you divide it between you and me?" Liu Yishui shook his head and smiled: "Master Yang, how much money do you need, please tell me directly and I will give it to you immediately!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help laughing wryly.

Seeing the two scrambling to pull out a wad of gold tickets from them, it seemed as if they were afraid that they would not ask them to borrow money.

"You two, I really can't use that much. Who of you has a hundred gold coins? Just borrow me!" Yang Chen said with a fist.

"One hundred gold coins..." Upon hearing this, the two big men were a little bit confused.

Characters like them come out with gold tickets, so who would bring loose money with them?

"That..." At this moment, Fugui, the servant of Doctor Li, suddenly said: "Well, genius doctor, if you don't dislike it, I have a hundred gold coins here!"

As he said, Fu Gui took out a cloth pocket from his body, shook it, and made a clanging sound.

They are full of gold coins.

"Thank you Brother Fugui!" Yang Chen clasped his fists and smiled: "Brother Fugui, please wait for me, and I will return the money to you after a while!"

After that, Yang Chen took the bag of gold coins and walked directly to the gaming table. Liu Yishui and Li Taiyi immediately followed curiously.

Snapped!

I saw Yang Chen directly slapped the bag of gold coins on the table and said, "I will bet on Li Feng to win a hundred gold coins!"

A hundred?

As soon as he said this, everyone around him was shocked, and looked at Yang Chen strangely: "Brother, big hands, one hundred gold coins in the first game?"

"Yes, is it a bit too much to play?"

Yang Rushuang also came over, patted Yang Chen's hand, and groaned: "Xiao Chen, where did you get so much money? If you don't learn well, who taught you to gamble? I want to tell your father to go!"

Yang Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "Auntie, don't worry, just take a gamble and you will definitely win!"

"What is sure to win?" Yang Rushuang frowned, earnestly: "Ten gambles and nine loses, ten gambles and nine loses. Have you never heard of this principle? What is bad to learn, but you just learn from other people's gambling!"

Listening to Yang Rushuang's words, even the people on the side could no longer listen: "I said, brother, are you pressing? The game is over if you don't press it!"

"I..." Yang Chen opened his mouth. He didn't know how to answer, saying that he would offend Yang Rushuang? Let's just say no, how can this opportunity to make money be missed?

"Press it." At this moment, Liu Yishui said suddenly, took a gold ticket on the table, and said: "This thousand gold coins are considered to be given to Master Yang by me. I don't want a point if I lose. If you win, how about Master Yang dividing me half?"

"This is good!" Yang Chen nodded immediately when he heard this.

Now that Liu Yishui had said so, Yang Rushuang would naturally not say anything, so he just opened one eye and closed another.

The people on the side are all happy to spend a thousand gold coins, which is a big deal. If they win the money, it is estimated that their expenses for two to three years will not be a problem.

However, they hadn't been proud of it long before they heard a "swish", and a figure suddenly flew down from the competition stage and fell heavily to the ground.

"Li Fengsheng!"

Voices from the high platform.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a while, and then, like a frustrated ball, said: "Damn, you really bet it right?"

Yang Chen smiled, took the money in front of him directly into his arms, and then returned the golden ticket to Liu Yishui.

In this one, Yang Chen had won fifty or sixty gold coins.

"Brother, are you lucky?" The man who runs the casino smiled and said, "The second game is Li Wen vs. Bruce Lee, which one do you want to suppress?"

"Li Wen... Bruce Lee?" Yang Chen murmured, then looked at the two on the high platform.

The one on the left is a tall man, but he is very thin, just like a bamboo pole.

On the right is a muscular teenager, wearing a tight-fitting suit and holding a nunchaku in his hand, looking aggressive.

Yang Chen's eyelids sank slightly, and he pushed out all the money he had previously won: "All the money here, a total of 57 gold coins, crush Bruce Lee!"

"It's all pressed?" The man was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Brother, are you a little bit up? Don't leave two sons to guarantee the bottom?

"No." Yang Chen smiled and said, "You just collect the money, you don't need to control who I am."

Hearing this, the man shook his head, but sneered. He originally thought that Yang Chen was a master, but when he saw it, he was completely stunned.

"Although Bruce Lee has practiced martial arts well, his cultivation is a level lower than that of Li Wen. In the face of absolute strength, there is no chance of winning at all!" He just listened to a methodical analysis by one person.

His words were immediately recognized by many people, and many people followed his example and put gold coins on Li Wen's plate.

Doctor Li lowered his voice and said, "Genius doctor, I also think that Bruce Lee seems to have a little chance of winning. Is it too risky for you to suppress him?"

"Relax, I know it in my heart." Yang Chen said with a slight smile.

At this moment, the two people on the stage began to fight. At first, it was Li Wen who had the upper hand. On the other hand, Bruce Lee was beaten by Li Wen all the way and was about to be ousted from the stage.

But at this moment--

Everyone thought that when Bruce Lee was about to lose, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and touched his leg. Then, after hearing only a few sounds of "Boom Boom", two heavy pieces fell from his leg. The bricks made two deep holes in the ground!

"This……"

"This guy has been playing with bricks?"

Everyone's expression changed slightly, incredible.

These two bricks can weigh five or six kilograms, right? With such a thing, you can still walk like flying in the game?

The next moment, with only a "swish", Bruce Lee swept the hall, and Li Wen was kicked off the stage, unconscious.

"Bruce Lee wins!"

The referee's voice came.

The game finally came to an end, and those who had just bet on Li Wen's win, all of them looked as ugly as eating shit.

"Damn, he was wrong again?"

"Is this kid cheating? It's too evil!"

A group of people whispered, even Yang Rushuang was a little surprised. She didn't expect Yang Chen to win two games in a row? This luck is too good.

Grand Doctor Li glanced at Yang Chen and whispered: "Genius doctor, did you know that Bruce Lee had a heavy object tied to his body?"

Yang Chen smiled and did not speak.

"Brother, you're so lucky! It's a pity not to go to the casino!" The host joked, "The next third game, Li Cong vs. Li Xiaogang!"

Yang Chen didn't even think about it, so he pushed out the money in front of him: "One hundred and fifty gold coins, press Li Cong!"

"Li Cong?"

Someone immediately questioned: "Li Cong is unlikely, right?"

"That is, although Li Cong and Li Xiaogang are about the same strength, don't forget, Li Xiaogang's father is Li Gang, the person in charge of the Li family! He has taken various elixirs since he was a child. In terms of strength, Li Cong must be crushed!" Start analyzing.

Listening to his analysis, Yang Chen smiled, noncommittal.

"Damn, I don't believe in evil, I don't believe you can win three in a row!"

"I will bet on Li Xiaogang for fifty gold coins!"

"I also bet on Li Xiaogang!"

Some people began to press against Yang Chen one after another.

However, they hadn't spoken for long before they heard "Peng" and Li Xiaogang flew directly off the stage and fell heavily to the ground.

"Li Cong won?"

"This guy... actually won again?"

...

"The fourth game, Li Yue vs. Li Xue!"

"All the gold coins, press Li Xue!" Yang Chen pushed the gold coins out without saying a word.

Within five minutes, Li Yue rolled off the stage as expected and was robbed of victory by Li Xue.

"Damn, this guy won again? Luck against the sky, right?"

"I don't believe in evil, keep going!"

Some angry people said one after another, and they kept throwing money on the table, and the host almost laughed.

"The fifth scene..."

"Press Li Qing!"

"Li Qingsheng!"

"Press Li Jie!"

"Li Jiesheng!"

"Press Li Nan..."

"Li Nansheng!"

The organizer kept reporting the game, but Yang Chen almost didn't even think about it, so he pushed the gold coin out. However, what is even more speechless is that Yang Chen actually guessed every one of them. After seven games, he won almost a thousand gold coins!

Some elders were also attracted by Yang Chen's luck, and followed Yang Chen to bet, whatever he bet, these elders bet. Even Yang Rushuang, who opposed Yang Chen's gambling before, took out the money and earned dozens of gold coins with Yang Chen.

"The eighth scene..."

"Yang Chen to Li Ling!" At this moment, the host suddenly announced two names abruptly.

Everyone's eyes become interesting.

"Brother, it's your game next, which do you want to bet on?" The host smiled and teased.

Yang Chen did not speak, his eyelids darkened, as if he was thinking.

Seeing this scene, everyone sneered. Everyone knew that Yang Chen's strength was only a second-level martial artist, while his opponent Li Ling was a fourth-level martial artist. The gap between the two is like a chasm.

"It's estimated that he can't hold back his face, so buy yourself and lose." Everyone thought to themselves.

However, at this moment, Yang Chen suddenly reached out and pushed all the gold coins in front of him onto the table.

"I press all the gold coins on the stage and bet I win!"