C61 (2/2)

You're going crazy.

As he thought of this, Wang Qiang opened the certificate and threw it to Liu Yun, saying, ”Hurry up and leave!”

Good, good!

Liu Yun walked out of the Steam Workshop and saw that Wang Qiang had closed the door. He was no longer accepting the bet.

Looking at the wager in his hands, his vision suddenly turned dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Senior Brother Wang, you opened the wrong door, I want to buy Senior Brother Lin Ke to win, not buy Yi Zhou to win!

Liu Yun cried out sorrowfully in his heart. He wanted to go back and reopen the gate with Wang Qiang, but when he saw that the gate to the Gachapon had been closed, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

According to the rules of the Satisfaction Workshop, he would have no regrets when he went out.

All matters had to be checked in the square. Walking out of the gate of the Workshop of Satisfaction represented approval, and one could not go back on their words.

Me, Me...

Liu Yun's eyes were filled with tears and his heart was bleeding. At this moment, he wasn't sure if he had pointed to the wrong place in his panic, or if Wang Qiang had given him the wrong certificate.

At this moment, Wang Qiang was feeling somewhat emotional as he looked at the sales situation before him.

Although they had greatly increased the odds of Yi Zhou winning the match between Lin Ke and Yi Zhou, causing the number of people betting on him to increase, they generally did not bet much.

The one with the least contribution points and the one with the most contribution points before, would only be someone who threw in 20 contribution points.

Now, Liu Yun's one hundred points bet was very eye-catching.

If this person really wanted to bet 100,000 points, wouldn't everyone else's bet be ignored?

As Wang Qiang was thinking about this, he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening.

Zhong Yi rushed over!

Zhong Yi was Shen Fei Liu's third disciple. Usually, he would train at his Master's Flying Peak, so he did not like coming to the gathering place of these low level disciples.

However, the situation today was too special. Someone was actually betting 100,000 contribution points on it.

Even Zhong Yi himself didn't have over a hundred thousand contribution points accumulated in his hands yet because he needed to exchange for all sorts of necessary items, much less all of these things for gambling.

Zhong Yi instantly saw the securely sitting Yi Zhou, and his pupils instantly contracted.

It was actually Yi Zhou!

Although Yi Zhou was the talk of the town, only a few people had ever seen him in person.

Lin Ke and the rest had met Yi Zhou before, but they were just doing their best to cultivate temporarily.

Those people were certain that they would win, but they could not guarantee that everyone would win. No one wanted to lose face, so they were all cultivating.

As for the others, almost no one else knew Yi Zhou.

In order to confirm Yi Zhou's true strength, Zhong Yi used the Cloud Sky secret eyes of some cooperating parties to observe for a period of time. Only then could he recognize Yi Zhou at a glance.

He actually wanted to bet on me winning? Where did his confidence come from?

Zhong Yi was a little doubtful, but he did not call Yi Zhou by name. Instead, he walked over with a smile.

Hello, Senior Martial Brother Zhong!

Wang Qiang quickly stood up to welcome him, then turned to Yi Zhou and said: ”Senior Brother, Senior Brother Zhong is someone who can make decisions.”

Yi Zhou stood up and nodded, then said: ”That's good, I want to buy the competition between Lin Ke and Yi Zhou, I bet on Yi Zhou's victory, 100,000 contribution points.

Junior brother, why are you so confident that Yi Zhou can win?

Zhong Yi revealed a faint sneer, he had just used Spiritual Energy to probe Yi Zhou's realm, he was indeed at the fifth level of Qi gathering.

I believe that Yi Zhou will definitely win.

Through his Senior Brother Si Qi, he had already found out that Shen Fei Liu's disciple was called Zhong Yi.

[The Kindness Workshop is open for business. What we do is fair business. If you buy it, I will sell it!]

Zhong Yi immediately opened up the certificate and accepted Yi Zhou's 100,000 contribution points.

Looking at Yi Zhou who turned around and left, Wang Qiang was dumbstruck.

Senior Martial Brother Zhong, is he just an ordinary disciple without any background?

He is Yi Zhou!

Week... Yi Zhou!

Wang Qiang looked at Yi Zhou's back in silence.

The sneer on Zhong Yi's face became more obvious.

Could it be that heaven's will, Du Wei, you master and disciple probably didn't know, that after you guys left, the Dao Seeking Terrace had already mutated!

Flying Peak.

Shen Fei Liu was listening to his disciple Zhong Yi's report.

You mean, Yi Zhou betting 100,000 contribution points on himself to win?

Yes, this was personally handled by disciple at that time.

Zhong Yi knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

In other words, this Yi Zhou could really be special. Was he confident that he could win?

A dim light flashed across Shen Fei Liu's eyes.

A ratio of one to one thousand. Shen Feiliu secretly regretted that he should not set this odds to such a high level.

Originally, this odds had the intention of attracting people to bet on Yi Zhou and humiliating him, indirectly causing him to slowly lose his prestige among the bottom disciples.

One to one hundred and one to one thousand, in the hearts of those low level disciples, there were many different meanings.

The payout ratio represented the degree of recognition that the Circus had towards the two competitors. Normally, the payout ratio would be above one to ten, which meant that the Circus was extremely unoptimistic.

And when it came to a 1: 30 ratio, the Glimpse of Fortune had never failed in its judgment before.

The reason why Shen Fei Liu secretly supported his disciples setting up the Satisfaction Workshop was to create an image of fairness and trust in the hearts of the bottom disciples. When necessary, it might be able to play a role.

This time, Yi Zhou's odds of defeating Lin Ke had reached an unprecedented one thousand for one.

There were already all sorts of rumors spreading in private.