Gu Chen took Xiao'er and walked back to the arena. It happened that the outcome of a battle had just been decided, and the gamblers were flirting with each other, while the losers were sighing.

Just in the middle of the crowd, there was a short man with a goatee and two machetes on his back. In front of him was an Eight Immortals table with paper, pen and bills on it, and a lot of silver notes. Obviously he was the dealer.

"You are just planning to grab this place?" Xiao'er's sharp eyes had long seen the silver notes, and asked Gu Chen in a low voice. Gu Chen felt a black line and signaled Xiao'er not to talk. Xiao'er was tactful and wouldn't say much.

I heard the short Zhuangjia say, "In the next scene, Taoist Le Chen is facing Master Kumu. Taoist Le Chen has a cultivation level of 11,500, and Master Kumu has a cultivation level of 12,000. The scene is purple and sapphire, part of the swamp, the time is evening, the weather is cloudy..."

Gu Chen understood that these data were all based on the data of the NPC master. Those who fought in the illusion were just the shadows of the NPC master, but their strength was exactly the same as that of the NPC master and it was not adulterated.

"Two old friends!" Hearing these two names, Gu Chen muttered in a low voice, but heard Xiao'er's voice coming from the communicator: "What did you say just now?" Gu Chen then noticed that he forgot to turn off the communicator, and Xiao'er could hear him talking.

"Nothing!" Gu Chen walked to the Eight Immortals table, took out a silver note of 100 taels of gold, and threw it into a corner of the table. The crowd immediately made a noise. The reason was very simple. These gamblers usually bet, that is, a few taels of silver, and at most, they were only three golds and hardware. Who had seen one hundred golds and one hundred golds? What was even more outrageous is that this hundred golds was not an ordinary win or lose, but a Chen Taoist wins the Master of Dead Wood within fifty moves. The odds were ten.

"You can't throw money into the water!"

"This is a real bet..."

...

The gamblers' arguments are actually not unreasonable, because the difference in cultivation between the two people is almost the same, and they are evenly matched masters. It is impossible for two people to decide the outcome within fifty rounds of such a duel.

No matter how the gamblers talked about it, the dealer saw Gu Chen making such a big bet, and bowed to Gu Chen and said, "This brother probably doesn't understand the rules here yet. He can only place ten gold at most. He can take care of his small business!"

"Okay!" Gu Chen took back his silver notes and put another ten gold on it.

"So what you said about robbing money is to come here to gamble money? It's so boring!" Xiao'er, who saw it clearly, complained to Gu Chen.

"If you want to make money, just follow me to suppress it." Gu Chen said to Xiao'er in a low voice, Xiao'er said, "Gambling harms people, and businessmen have businessmen's rules, so I won't participate in gambling."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want!" Gu Chen waved his hand and let Xiao'er go.

Just as we were chatting, the battle between Taoist Lechen and Master Kumu had already begun. To most people's surprise, these two people with similar cultivation levels only fought twenty-two rounds and decided to win. The winner was Taoist Lechen.
Chapter completed!