C398 Pressing Yourself to Win(part Ii)
C398 Pressing Yourself to Win(part Ii)
Holy Son Chu Fei, Gong Shang, and Li Chengfeng finally understood what was going on. Their hearts trembled as they heard the meaning behind Crooked Soul's words. It seemed like even Chu Yang, who was at the Saint Child level, had the ability to deal with him.
"In that case, this life and death battle is just a joke for Brother Chu."
Crooked Soul shrugged his shoulders and helplessly said, "Who knows? Anyway, Brother Chu is just like that. But to make a person like our Godly Control Peak's Peak Master so solemn and rigid, he's like a thunder of rage. The only person who can give a good beating is Brother Chu."
"…"
Was this a compliment, a judgement of Chu Yang's as well? "Hahahaha!" "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!
Gong Shang and Li Chengfeng were speechless for a while, as for Chu Yang being beaten up, they did not think it was a injustice for him at all.
Chu Yang was jumping with courage. Not only did he scold the Successor Disciples An De Hu and the Holy Son of Burning Heaven, he even scolded the entire Five Elements Sect. His theory of persecution was even more alarmingly exaggerated.
Especially that sentence, as a person, one should not be part of the Five Elements Sect. Right now, everyone in the sect knew who it was.
It could be said that Chu Yang was extremely daring. It was normal for the peak master to beat him up.
Just as the three of them were discussing the matter, a loud and clear voice sounded from the gambling house. The three of them turned to look.
"These old disciples really look down on others with their dog eyes. How would they know how strong Junior Chu is!"
The three of them could see clearly that the one who spoke was Li Hao from the Coiling Dragon Martial School.
Li Hao entered and said while sitting at the table: "I bet 300 contribution points on Chu Yang's victory!"
"I bet 400 merit points!" Zhang Tian's voice was simple and powerful, "To suppress Chu Yang!"
"I also bet 100 merit points!"
"I bet two hundred!"
"I bet 700 merit points!"
Suddenly, a female voice rang out. If it wasn't Chu Na, then who else could it be?
Wang Xiaoman followed up, "I also have 500 merit points!"
"My two juniors, it wasn't easy to obtain your merit points. Moreover, this is your entire merit points. You …"
Ye Qi Mei panicked.
At this moment, Crooked Blade Immortal and the other two realized that the disciples from the Coiling Dragon Martial School's Chu Yang had placed their bets on Chu Yang. A new disciple, after counting the rewards from the entrance exam, would at most have 300 merit points. For Chu Na, this was already a lot.
But they had actually pressed him!
The sudden outburst caused the surrounding disciples to stare dumbfoundedly at the new disciples. They did not know why these new disciples had gone crazy and bet all the money on Chu Yang, who had no chance of winning.
Did they not know that they would lose everything? Although a 1: 10 ratio looked tempting, as long as there was a slight chance of victory, would the manager dare to bet on it?
These idiots!
The disciple in charge secretly sneered. He quickly took all the bets and registered them one by one. He was in an extremely happy mood.
"Who else wishes to place a bet?" The battle is about to begin! " The disciple in charge of the gambling house shouted once again.
"Argh!"
With a 'swoosh', a five-colored figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, right in front of the gambling house. One of the little beast's cute paws held a contribution points card, while the other claw pointed towards Chu Yang's name.
Many people immediately recognized the small beast beside Chu Yang.
"Chu Yang wants to bet on himself to win!"
"Argh!"
The little girl nodded obediently.
"He wants to suppress everything in this plate!"
"Argh!"
The girl nodded again.
"Alright!" The gambling disciple happily shouted, "Chu Yang is betting on himself to win, bet —"
Suddenly, the disciple looked at the number inside Chu Yang's contribution points. His eyes bulged and he was so scared that he almost couldn't hold his contribution points.
"What's wrong?"
Another disciple at the side of the gambling house took out his contribution points token. When he saw this disciple, he couldn't help but let out a breath of cold air as he exclaimed, "Fifteen thousand contribution points!"
The fifteen thousand merit points had silenced the surroundings.
Fifteen thousand contribution points was not a small amount for many of the disciples of the Five Elements Sect, let alone the new disciples! Fifteen thousand contribution points was an astronomical number for the new disciples. Chu Na's 700 contribution points just now had made many of the older disciples' eyes jump, but this Chu Yang was even more heaven-defying.
A full 1500 merit points!
As a new disciple, how could he have so many merit points!
What did this mean? Chu Yang was not an ordinary person, he was extremely strong!
An anxious voice immediately resounded.
"I bet 10,000 merit points on Chu Yang!"
"I bet 30,000 merit points on Chu Yang!"
"I bet 50,000 contribution points on Chu Yang!"
"..."
The sudden change in situation caused the smiling disciples in the gambling house to freeze their smiles. Something must have gone wrong with their judgement. Something must have gone wrong.
One of these disciples immediately whispered, "Quickly, quickly, inform Brother Jin that something has happened!"
With 1500 merit points, Chu Yang was able to win. Many people saw this, Chu Yang wanted to make a name for himself, wanted to establish his might, this Prince Mo might be the spirit of his death.
This battle seemed to be getting more and more interesting.