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Abigail explained, "The more the merrier, right? I'm just here to amp up the excitement for everyone.
"After all, betting addss thrill to the mix. Let's have fun with a few rounds while we watch the tournament matches. Doesn't that sound like a blast?" She was busy counting the treasures handed over by the surrounding martial artists. Despite her pleasant words, she couldn't hide her greedy expression.
After all, she was a bookie, not running a charity. There had to be sperks involved, or else why would she be so eager? "I'm just watching your back, kid. | don't want you to lose all those celestial stones you brought along in a bet," Dustin reminded him.
In a casino, the odds were always stacked in favor of the house against the players. Even with a slight edge, the house always won as long as there were plenty of betting rounds.
So, the casino wasn't sweating bullets about players pocketing scash, but its biggest concern was an empty house.
But with Abigail's betting pool, the house had no upper hand. If someone had eagle-eyed observation skills and luck, they could rack up wins back-to-back.
With everyone else jumping on the betting bandwagon, just a few wins could clean out Abigail's stash of celestial stones.
After all, this was a risky move. She could either hit the jackpot or go bust.
Abigail winked and leaned close to Dustin, whispering, "Don't sweat it. I've got a trick up my sleeve. | won't be walking away empty-handed tonight." If she was going to run this betting pool, she damn wellpgd confidence in winning. After all, she knew taking a risk without that certainty was just plain foolish.
He smiled and said nothing. Soon, he began rallying the martial artists to place their bets.
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The battle rings were cleared ten minutes later, and the second round began.
As eight battle rings hosted different match-ups, the martial artists began betting on their favored contestants.
"Hey, listen up. Number 10 is a beast. Put all your chips on him!" "Don't fall for it. Number 10 is just a scrub. Trust me, Number 14 is where it's at!" "Stop squabbling. Bet on Number 36. He's my senior and a fully developed divine-level martial artist.
Among his peers, he's undefeated. | guarantee he'll cout on top!" As the chatter continued, the crowd buzzed with differing opinions.
Sfully backed Number 10, while others had their bet on Number 14. A select few were adamant that Number 36 was the powerhouse of the bunch.
In short, everyone had their take, and nobody was budging. Ultimately, most people stuck to their initial choice, while a few remained on the fence.
They weren't rushing to place their bets. Instead, they preferred to sit back and see how things unfolded before making their bet.
Miles said, "Hey Ruby, listen up. Truston this one. Bet on Number 68. I've got a gut feeling he's going to win." He gestured toward a man on the eighth battle ring. The man was built like a tank and wielded a massive battle ax. He looked intimidating.
"Are you sure about this?" Ruby narrowed her eyes as she observed the man, feeling unsure.
After all, she didn't have much left to bet. Another loss would be tough to handle.
Miles said, "No doubt about it. That Number 68 fighter? He's got a big nin the martial world. They call him the Ironclad Titan!" He went on, "He got raw strength and mastered body forging technique. He's like a human tank, practically invincible against swords and spears.
"Even | might struggle against him. Betting on him is like picking up free cash!" "Really? Is he that good?" Ruby's eyes sparkled.
Today was the Group C showdown, while Miles was in Group B, a notch above in skill. If Miles gave Number 68 such high praise, that contestant had to be special.
"Absolutely! Trust me, this bet's a lock!" Miles thumped his chest confidently.
"Alright! I'm betting on Number 68!" Ruby made her decision as she pulled out her sword and placed her bet.
"I'm betting my life on this!" "Now, that's sreal guts! Ruby, you're one brave friend." Miles gave her a thumbs-up. He then confidently placed his darksteel sword on the table as his wager.
He and Ruby had exceptional darksteel swords, each valued at five celestial stones. If they won this bet, they could recoup all their previous losses. However, another wrong guess would result in a total loss.
Seeing their confident demeanor, Crystal shook her head helplessly. But she refrained from discouraging them.
She believed that firsthand experiences often imparted lessons more effectively than any advice.
Surprisingly, she opted out of placing a bet this time. The bustling crowd made her uncomfortable, and she preferred to avoid the commotion.
On the other hand, Dalen went all in. He placed all the celestial stones he had just acquired on Number 36.
"Sir, care to join the bet?" Abigail turned to Dustin.
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"Why? Are you trying to fleece me?" he teased.
"Con, do | seem like that kind of person? I'm just watching your back." She blinked innocently and feigned sincerity.
"Alright, I'll place my bet. Let's see what you've got up your sleeve." Dustin chuckled. Then, he put all his celestial stones on Number 36.
Contestant number 36 commanded attention with his imposing presence clad in green. He was tall and lean with sharp features, projecting an air of unwavering resolve.
He brandished a long spear crafted entirely from darksteel, its lethal spearhead concealed by a leather sheath.
Dustin's decision to wager on Number 36 stemmed from the man's undeniable strength.
As a fully developed divine-level martial artist, the man in green stood as one of the top contenders in Group C.
With his skills, he could effortlessly advance to Group B.
His presence in Group C posed a significant challenge for most martial artists.
After all, Group C primarily comprised martial artists at the entry or mid-level of divine martial arts. Only a sparse few possessed the advanced or fully developed divine-level skills.
"Alright, everyone! The tournament's about to begin! Place your bets now, and once they're locked in, there's no turning back!" Abigail's voice echoed as the contestants were called up to the battle rings. After a few more announcements, she decisively closed the betting.
To maintain fairness, no further bets were allowed once the matches started.
Predicting the winner all boiled down to sharp observation and a sprinkle of luck.
In the world of betting, it was a given that the house held the upper hand and rarely relinquished any advantages.
Nevertheless, Dustin couldn't shake off his curiosity about how Abigail ensured a consistent profit without risking losses.
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The second round of matches soon began. Fights were underway simultaneously across the eight battle rings.
Among the audience sections, Abigail's side was undeniably the liveliest. Nearly a hundred people gathered around a large table, with most of them having already placed their bets.
As the matches commenced, the excitement among the spectators eclipsed even that of the contenders in the battle ring.
The venue reverberated with cheers and chants, with each successive wave amplifying the intensity.
The crowd who had placed their bets passionately cheered for their selected fighters. Their shouts reverberated through the air, echoing at the top of their lungs.
As the matches progressed, it becevident that the stakes were much higher than mere entertainment.
It was all about personal gain now. Victory promised a hefty haul of celestial stones, while defeat spelled utter loss and disappointment.
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Given the high stakes involved, it was no surprise that emotions ran so high. As tpassed, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
Two battle rings had determined their victors, which led to jubilation and frustration among the spectators.
Though sharing the senvironment, the emotions among the crowd varied greatly.
Attack! Keep pushing forward. Don't give your opponent a chance to catch his breath!" Miles bellowed enthusiastically from the stands.
His face flushed with adrenaline, and his entire being pulsated enthusiastically.
Ruby beside him seemed equally caught up in the excitement. Her cheeks were flushed as she waved her fists enthusiastically.
Their attention was fixed on contestant number 68 in the eighth battle ring.
was built like a tank, and he wielded a battle ax that he swung with unstoppable force.
His opponent was a man in his 30s armed with a broadsword, and he followed a similarly aggressive style.
Typically, martial artists wielding a broadsword possessed remarkable strength. This made it challenging for opponents to engage in direct clashes during intense exchanges.
However, the battle ax was an exception. Renowned for its power and weight, the battle ax sacrificed agility for brute force, rendering it nearly invincible in confrontations.
Unless someone had natural superhuman strength, only a few would choose such a cumbersweapon.
It might not have been advantageous if the battle ax was used against lighter, more agile weapons. But fate had it that the battle ax met the broadsword, resulting in a clash of titans.
Moreover, was stronger in physique and strength than his opponent. Therefore, as the fight progressed, he quickly gained the upper hand, relentlessly launching a barrage of attacks.
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The man with the broadsword was forced to retreat, and he could barely defend himself .After several minutes of endurance he was ultimately knocked out of the battle ring. On the other battle ring, Number 36 effortlessly slashed his opponent down the ring.
In this match, emerged victorious.
"Haha... We did it, we did it!" Seeing Number 68 emerge victorious, Miles jumped up excitedly.
"Great! We've not only recouped our losses but also made a profit Ruby exclaimed .She was ecstatic with the victory. "How about that, Ruby?" He grinned triumphantly. "Didn't | tell you? Number 68 was sure to win!" "You're right on the bet, Miles!" She gave him a thumbs-up.
Soon, any lingering doubts vanished instantly and were replaced by eager anticipation for the next betting round.
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Gambling was a slippery slope, especially once they tasted victory. For those lacking restraint, it was easy to get sucked in.
"Congratulations on your wins! Here's your stash of celestial stones." Abigail beamed as she handed over the winnings.
"| just bet with my darksteel sword and get five celestial stones, right? Can | redeem it?" Ruby asked.
"Sure." Abigail nodded and motioned for someone to retrieve Ruby's sword, which had been used as a bet earlier.
"Not so fast!" Miles intervened just as Ruby reached for her sword. "Ruby, hold up. The real action is yet to unfold.
"If you redeem now, we'll have less to play with later, meaning fewer wins. Let's stack up smore celestial stones first, then redeem your sword. Sounds good?" "Hmm." Ruby hesitated.
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He reassured her, "What's the matter? Trust me, betting withis like finding cash on the sidewalk. Win a few more rounds, and we'll have enough stones to make a breakthrough." "Okay, Miles, I'll go along with your suggestion." She chuckled and ultimately decided against redeeming her sword.
With ten celestial stones in hand, cashing in the sword would leave her with only five. It would cut her potential winnings in half. So, she opted to bide her ta little longer.
She thought, "Just three more wins... no, just two more, and | can redeem my sword." Watching the two of them get pumped up, Abigail kept smiling. She stuck to her mantra that customers were always right. After all, she had long learned about human greed.
When faced with such immense gains obtained effortlessly, most people couldn't resist and quickly becensnared.
She wasn't concerned about gamblers winning. Instead, she feared they wouldn't continue to bet.
She was sure she could get them to cough up their winnings as long as they kept playing. But it cat a heavy price.
After a heated battle, the second round of matches officially wrapped up.
As expected, Dustin's bet on Number 36 cruised to victory. Even with his opponent pulling out all the stops, their efforts were in vain.
"Congratulations again, Sir." Abigail handed the celestial stones to him.
At this point, most of the celestial stones in her box had been exchanged.
Swere won, while others were traded for various treasures. She had incurred a loss, but it was still within an acceptable range.
"Kid, if you keep at it, you're gonna burn through your stash of celestial stones," Dustin warned.
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"No sweat, I've got a few crates of them tucked away," Abigail said with a laugh and shrugged off the concern.
Celestial stones weren't exactly a rare find for the Mystic Ants. Order They had a whole mine brimming with them that could last for decades. A few crates of celestial stones were peanuts for someone like Abigail, the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order.
Her primary mission this twas to use celestial stones to purehase various rare supplies But to her, just trading with stones seemed like a rip-off.
On the other hand, setting up a betting pool like this was a savvy move. Not only could she score rare treasures from different factions, but she could also save a ton of celestial stones. So, why would she spend money when she could get what she wanted for free?
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After the second round of betting concluded, there was a mix of joy and frustration at Abigail's betting table.
Winners were on cloud nine, feeling like they had struck gold, while losers were kicking themselves for their choices.
"Damn it! | didn't think that guy would lose so badly. | should've gone with Number 36 from the start!" "I only have myself to blame! | lost a whole bottle of Zen Pellets for nothing!" "Shere. | lost all my loot in one fell swoop!" "Hmph! | told you to bet on Number 36, but no one listened. Now we've got to pay the price!" Amidst the collective groans, a jarring voice broke through the noise. All heads turned toward a man dressed in gray.
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He strode arrogantly with a longsword strapped to his back. In his hand, he tightly gripped a fistful of celestial stones he had just won from his bets.
"Hey! Looks like you made quite a haul earlier," someone piped up.
"Nah, just a dozen or so. But if | had more capital, I'd have gone all in. | could've won even more!" the man in gray boasted.
Soon, his response grabbed everyone's attention.
The allure of winning a dozen celestial stones in a single bet was irresistible. They could sustain their cultivation for years with the abundant spiritual energy stored within those stones.
"Hey, how'd you know Number 36 would win?" the man asked again.
The battle ring action was fast-paced and intense. Unless one fighter was utterly dominating, certainty about the outcremained elusive. x) "I don't have any other special talents, but I've got a keen eye, and | know my stuff," the man in gray boasted, "Truth be told, | know everything about every renowned and promising martial artist in the martial world.
"I know who's tough, who's skilled in what, and who's likely to cout on top. No exaggeration, today's betting pool was practically tailor-made for me." The crowd immediately got pumped upon hearing that.
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"Damn! You're freaking amazing! It's like you've got skind of cheat code!" "Say no more. I'm riding with you on this bet. | hope you'll make us rich!" "Hell yeah, countin too! We'll follow your move!" The crowd's excitement soared as they surrounded the guy in gray. They showered him with compliments and treated him like a money-making kingpin.
With so many extraordinary characters in the martial world, if the man in gray could assess every fighter's strength, today's betting scene would be unstoppable.
If they could seize the opportunity, they could also make a big haul. Naturally, they were pumped upon hearing that.
"Following my lead on this bet isn't a bad idea, but | have to be honest—I can't promise we'll win every time. If we lose, don't point fingers at me." The man in gray didn't elaborate much.
"Don't worry! There's no such thing as a sure bet in gambling. We get it." "Yeah. If you could lead us to wealth, we're grateful for that. How could we blyou?" "Don't worry. If anyone messes with you today, they're messing with me. | won't let them off easy!" The crowd chimed in as they voiced their support one after another.
If the man in gray had claimed he could win every time, they wouldn't have believed him anyway. At least the way he said those words earlier sounded more genuine to the crowd.
"Everyone, the third round is about to start. So, please get ready."
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Miles, do you think we should trust the man in gray and bet on Number 33?" Ruby whispered.
She had intended to follow Miles's lead in placing her bet. But to her surprise, he went with the man in gray's recommendation and chose to bet on contestant number 33.
After all, she didn't trust strangers. Despite Miles' assurance, she only bet half of her celestial stones just to be on the safe side.
He assured her, "I've looked into Number 33. He's really strong and with a high chance of winning. You can bet on him without any worries." He wasn't the type to blindly follow others. But after listening to the man in gray hype up Number 33, Miles took a closer look.
Despite Number 33's unassuming appearance, anyone skilled enough to wield a shadowsteel whip was far from ordinary.
A whip, being such an unconventional weapon, was tough to master. Just getting the hang of it wasn't easy, and becoming a true expert required dedication far beyond the norm.
Those who had truly mastered it could unleash devastating power that would surpass ordinary weapons.
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The whip's flexibility enabled various attacks. Hence, it made predicting and defending against them nearly impossible.
With Number 33 showing off his skills with the shadowsteel whip in the battle ring, Miles could tell he wasn't someone to be underestimated.
Also, the man in gray seemed to have sinsider information that boosted his confidence. So, Miles decided to give it a shot.
Just like Ruby, he only bet half of his celestial stones. He knew he wouldn't lose everything even if he made the wrong choice.
"Dustin, who did you bet on this round?" Dalen suddenly turned to Dustin.
"Number 33," Dustin replied honestly.
too." Dalen chuckled, then glanced at Crystal. "What about you, Ms. Wesley?" "Same," Crystal replied succinctly.
"No way? All of you went for Number 33? Is he really that good?" Ruby was surprised.
She had been talking with Miles earlier. So, she hadn't noticed that her sister and the others had all bet on the scontestant.
"There are so many people betting on him, | guess | can't be too off the mark. And if | lose, well, at least | won't be alone in that." Dalen shrugged.
"Seriously? That's your reasoning for betting on Number 33?" Ruby was a bit skeptical, then turned to her sister.
"Crystal, what about you?" "| just got a gut feeling that he's going to win," Crystal said matter-of-factly.
Ruby's lips twitched, and she was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Dustin, why did you bet on Number 33?" Miles asked curiously.
"That man in gray seemed to have a keen eye, so | figured I'd follow his lead," Dustin explained.
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"All in?" "Yes. I'm going all in." "Bold move, man!" Miles gave him a thumbs up.
While he had faith in Number 33, he wasn't entirely sold and had only wagered half his celestial stones.
Miles hadn't expected Dustin to be so decisive and bet his entire stash.
The matches in the eight battle rings continued to rage on, with some contestans already celebrating victories while others faced defeat.
Yet, everyone at the betting tables remained steadfastly fixed on Number 33. Those who had placed their bets on him hoped he would win the fight.
After all, he was quite impressive.
The shadowsteel whip in his hand moived with a fluidity that mirrored his arm's flexibility.
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When the shadowsteel whip was swung, it crackled with power and delivered precise strikes that were impossible for anyone to dodge.
Despite the strength of Number 33's opponent, he was forced to retreat and unable to close the distance.
In mere minutes, the opponent endured a relentless barrage of lashes. His body was marked with bloody welts.
He gritted his teeth and persevered for another two minutes before being knocked off the battle ring by Number 33's whip.
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The sight sparked cheers at the betting tables as many people jumped up excitedly.
"Haha... | won! Number 33 is the winner!" "Heh... Awesome! | finally picked the right horse!" "Damn it! If I'd known, | would've gone all in. This measly payout is hardly satisfying!" Number 33's win had the whole crowd cheering and celebrating. Most of the gamblers were thrilled by their newfound winnings.
But for some, there was a pang of regret for playing it too safe. When they held the celestial stones in hand, that regret only intensified.
They could've hit the jackpot if they hadn't been so cautious. It was a missed chance that stung.
"Sir, you're awesome! You said Number 33 would win, and he really did. You're our lucky charm!" "Hell yeah! From now on, whoever you bet on, I'll follow. Anyone dares to doubt you, I'll smack them!" Number 33's victory filled the pockets of most gamblers and boosted the man in gray's reputation. Everyone gathered around him and praised him like he was ssort of good luck charm.
After all, predicting the winner twice in a row was no coincidence. It took real skill to pull that off.
"Whoa! Number 33 actually won!" Ruby exclaimed. "Isn't that man in gray amazing? Just a glance, and he's got the whole gfigured out. He's like a freaking oracle!" Miles said excitedly, "Yes, he's amazing! Following his lead is a guaranteed win!" He regretted betting half of his celestial stones earlier. But in the next round, he was prepared to go all out.
"You're right. He's got a knack for this and can spot winners better than us." Ruby nodded in agreement.
Dustin chimed in unexpectedly, "You should be satisfied with what you win. Don't let greed cloud your judgment.
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"In gambling, the biggest mistake is getting greedy. Knowing when to call it quits is the smart move."
Miles said enthusiastically, "Dustin, you're missing the point. This is our chance to hit the.jackpot . We've to seize it and stack up those celestial stones. Passing this up would haunt us forever!" "He's right! How can we stop when there's a chance to earn celestial stones!" Ruby added.
The pair had gotten caught up in the moment. After scoring two wing, they were riding high.And with the prospect of more celestial stones on the horizon, they weren't ready to call it quits. It was a case of now or never. Once this chance slipped by, there was no second shot.
Confronted with their stubbornness, Dustin merely shook his head and, stayed silent, He had already reminded them, but whatever happened next was beyond his control. If they kept betting, they were bound to lose everything.
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After the third round of matches wrapped up, the fourth round began.
At that moment, Abigail was surrounded by an ever-growing crowd. Even the martial artists watching from afar couldn't resist joining in.
Scfor the thrill, while others couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.
With many martial artists raking in the celestial stones, word spread like wildfire. Soon, a steady stream of new faces was eager to participate in the betting pool.
Abigail's first box of celestial stones had been completely doled out as winnings. This prompted her to bring out her second and third boxes.
The nearby martial artists couldn't hide their excitement as they gazed upon the boxes full of celestial stones.
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Human desires knew no bounds; even those who had already accumulated a decent haul of celestial stones craved more.
These treasures that offered a direct path to enhancing their cultivation were simply irresistible.
"Sir, have you figured out who to bet on yet? Who's your pick this round?" As the contestants stepped into the battle rings, all eyes in the gambling crowd fixated on the man in gray.
They had complete faith in him after witnessing his predictions in the last two rounds. He was practically their lucky charm.
If the man in gray threw down a bet, they were ready to jump on board without hesitation.
"Let's see..." The man in gray scanned each battle ring and honed in on the eighth. Then, he pointed and said, "Number 95!" "Number 957" [x] All eyes turned to see contestant number 95, a skinny guy hobbling with an iron crutch. At five feet two inches, he didn't look like Hercules.
"Yes, Number 95," the man in gray affirmed. He tossed all his celestial stones into the betting bowl without a second thought.
The bold move made the crowd fidgety. They couldn't help but admire his confidence in throwing everything in without explanation.
"Well, if he's betting on Number 95, I'm in!" too!" "We're rolling with him! What're you waiting for? Let's go all in!" The crowd around the man in gray wasted no tin following his lead and laying down their bets.
After all, opportunities like these were one-tdeals. And in this game, hesitation was a surefire way to lose out, Fueled by his assurance, they all bet on contestant number 95. Miles, Ruby, and Dalen were no exceptions.
There were also the more cautious types who held off on betting and chose to play it safe by waiting.
Number 95 wasn't exactly a picture of confidence. He was a thin and feeble man who had trouble walking unassisted.
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How on earth was he going to fight in the ring? "Get those bets in quick! It's now or never!" Abigail shouted and urged those hesitant gamblers to make a choice.
Three minutes later, the fourth round of the tournament began.
The betting frenzy had everyone's eyes glued to the eighth battle ring .That was where Number 95 squared off 'against Number 24.
Unlike the slender Number 95, contestant number 24 was a realy powerhouse. With his muscular physique,he looked strong. Even his wrists were thicker than Number 95's thighs.
Standing side by side, they looked like a grown man next to a Kick with such a yes size ditfelehce, the ckowd wasn't confident about Number 95's odds. Even those who followed the man in gray's lead were feeling unsure of their bet at that moment.
"Hey, kid! You better surrender now. With your skinny arms and legs, | could snap them like twigs with just a light tap."
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Number 24 folded his arms and sized up Number 95 with scorn and disbelief.
He couldn't help but scoff at the sight of the skinny, hobbling kid stepping into the ring. He felt that Number 95 had underestimated the challenge ahead.
"Although you're tall and muscular, it doesn't mean you can beat me," Number 95 stated flatly.
"I can't beat you?" Number 24 chuckled.
He taunted, "Kid, do you even know what you're saying? With your twig-like frame, | could squash you with one hand!" "Really? Why don't you give it a try?" Number 95 remained unfazed as he stared at Number 24 without flinching.
Despite his smaller stature, he emitted a strong presence.
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"Fine. It seems like you won't get it until I school you!" Number 24 sneered as he drew his long blade out of its sheath.
Meanwhile, Number 95 remained unfazed as he casually leaned on his crutches.
"What are you waiting for? Draw your weapon!" Number 24 pointed his blade at him aggressively.
"I don't need a weapon to deal with you," Number 95 replied calmly and dominantly.
"What?" Number 24's expression hardened, and his eyes flashed with anger. "Kid, you will regret this!" Feeling underestimated by his opponent, he wasted no tand charged forward with his blade.
There were no fancy moves or tricks. He just gripped the hilt and brought it down hard on Number 95's shoulder.
It was a simple yet effective strike with no frills, but it packed a punch.
Number 95 had only two choices—attack or dodge. GivBtheir size difference, he knew launching an attack wasn't the wisest choice.
But dodging would just give Number 24 more room to keep pressuring him.
For Number 24, no matter which option his opponent chose, there was only one possible outcome: defeat.
Faced with Number 24's blade, Number 95 didn't dodge or step back. instead, he lifted his crutch and aimed it at Number 24 from a distance.
Three poison needles shot out from his crutch, which targeted Number 24's vital spots.
"Hmm?" Number 24's eyes narrowed as he swiftly shifted his attack to defense.
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The blade deflected the first needle.
Still, its impact caused is Body to tremble and left his arm numb. The second needle struck his blade, and it knocked it from his grip.
At the stime, the third needle swiftly hit Number 24's chest while he was defenseless.
He cried out and was thrown several yards before crashing hahrd to the ground leaving Him immobilized. Upon witnessing this, everyone was stunned. They struggled to comprehend what had just transpired.
Nobody expected the fight to end so abruptly. With just one move the iposing .Number 24 was left he on the ground. The victory was obtained with surprising ease.
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"You... You used poison?" Number 24 clenched his teeth. His face burned with fury and disbelief.
He tried to push himself up, but he felt weak. Even wiggling his fingers felt like a Herculean task.
"In the battle ring, fair play reigns supreme," Number 95 said calmly. "Even resorting to tactics like poison or hidden weapons is deemed acceptable within the rules." He added, "Moreover, | wasn't out for blood. I just want to incapacitate you momentarily. If my aim had been lethal, you'd be dead already." "Why you—" Number 24 was left speechless. Although he was reluctant to admit defeat, he begrudgingly accepted it.
The rules didn't forbid the use of poison, and his opponent's frontal assault couldn't be deemed an ambush.
His failure to defend himself boiled down to his own lack of strength.
"This round winner is contestant number 95!" With Number 24 incapacitated, the referee swiftly announced the match's outcome.
Soon, the venue erupted in applause.
"Haha... We did it again! Another win in the bag!" "One move, and it's gover. Contestant number 95 is awesome!" "When it comes to being impressive, it's gotta be our lucky charm! He calls the shots, and bam, there's our winner. Truly amazing!" Cheers and excitement filled the air at the betting table as everyone reveled in the moment.
Those who had placed their bets on contestant number 95 were celebrating. Initially, they doubted the man in gray. But now, they held him in absolute trust and adm gion.
To them, he had transcended from a mere acquaintance to their lucky charm. They considered him a true bringer of fortune.
"Great! We won again!" Ruby beamed with delight.
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"See? Trusting my instincts always pays off! Betting with that guy is like finding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow!" Miles grinned with pride.
"I think we've made enough for now. It's tto stop betting," Crystal chimed in unexpectedly. She had a feeling that pushing their luck further might end in losses.
"Relax, Crystal. We're just getting started here. With our lucky charm on our side, we just ride the wave and rake in the winnings!" Miles waved off her concern.
"Con. Opportunities to earn celestial stones like this are once in a blue moon. We can't afford to let this slip!" Ruby added excitedly.
Crystal frowned and advised, "But let's not get too greedy. In games like these, regret usually sets in when it's too late." Miles and Ruby had already amassed a substantial stash of celestial stones. It would be enough for them to make a breakthrough from their current levels if they absorbed them.
"Crystal, you're always playing it safe. They say fortune favors the bold. With all these celestial stones laid out before us, turning a blind eye would be a huge mistake," Miles argued.
"Yes, stop worrying so much. Today's our lucky day. We will hit the jackpot." Ruby looped arms with her sister and smiled sweetly.
She added, "I promise that I'll call it quits once I've bagged 300 celestial stones. | swear | won't be greedy." "Okay, fine. If you insist, | won't stand in your way. Joy or regret, it's all on you." Crystal shook her head and dropped the subject.
She knew Ruby and Miles were completely hooked after winning their bets. Trying to dissuade them now felt like a lost cause.
Yet, a flicker of hope remained within her. She wondered if this was their lucky streak and if they would keep raking in the wins.
She reasoned that stopping them from betting would cut off their potential earnings. Hence, she stopped persuading them.
Ten minutes later, the fourth round ended.
The winners of earlier bets walked away with a haul of celestial stones.
It ignited a surge of interest that drew a crowd around the betting table. Spectators were eager to participate in the thrill and to try their luck.
After all, the allure of celestial stones was simply irresistible. With many winners parading their success, these newcomers were eager to get their share.
Abigail couldn't help but smile at the growing crowd of gamblers. Even though the second crate of celestial stones had been emptied, she remained unfazed.
Instead, she hoped these people would increase their wagers. She was confident that soon she would reclaim all the celestial stones she had distributed.
As the fifth round approached, the venue buzzed with renewed excitement.
In addition, the gamblers at the betting table were practically buzzing with anticipation.
At that moment, all eyes were glued to the man in gray. His three consecutive wins had elevated him to near- legendary status among the gamblers.
Regardless of his choice, they would follow without hesitation, even if it seemed like a risky bet.
"Sir, who's your pick for this round?" The gamblers gathered around the man in gray, and their eyes gleamed with anticipation.
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The man in gray surveyed the battle rings as he weighed his options After a throughtful pause he decisively pointed toward the first battle ring.
"Contestant number 13!" he announced confidently.
Excitement rippled through the crowd as they gazed over the battle ring.
was a man armed with a silver spear. With chiseled features and a ruggedly handsface, he looked intimidating.
seems oddly familiar. Could he be a disciple of the Celestial Alliance?" "You're right. He's Brandon Swift, one of the Celestial Alliance's top ten talents!" "What? One of the Celestial Alliance's top ten talents? Shouldn't he be competing in Group B? Why is he here in Group C?"
Looks like Brandon intentionally downplayed his skills when Signing up, which is why he ended up inGroup C But with his talent, hel dominate Group C effortlessly. Hardly : n anyone was a match for him." "So, what are we waiting for? Let's place our bets!" With Brandon's nin the mix, excitement surged through the crowd as they scrambled to place their bets on
Swere swayed by the recommendation from the man in gray, while others trusted in Brandon's abilities . With these boxes checked, hesitation was out of the question. The gamblers didn't hold back. They bet all their celestial stones and rare treasures without a second thought.
As Abigail watched this unfold, a fleeting smile crossed her lips before her expression turned serious again.
It was tto spring her trap!
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