Emperor Yutianwu

Jiang He said goodbye to Chu Yan and started to work.

As Chu Yan said, he was just a person who opened a gambling game.

As long as he didn't bet, it didn't matter who won or lost.

He would make money.

The reason why he persuaded Chu Yan was mainly because he was afraid that Chu Yan would be beaten and Yuanman would retaliate against him.

But he could survive in the academy until now, and he was fine after opening gambling games and even playing fake games many times. How could he have no connections in the academy?

If something really happened, it would be Chu Yan's own fault.

It's not his fault.

The next day.

Haotian Academy was in a sensation.

New student Chu Yan, a disciple of Yuanman, was ready to challenge the old student of Guhuang three stages.

As for the challenger, Jiang He had already arranged it.

A second-year student named Zhao Wanli.

Not strong.

But definitely not weak.

Considered a relatively standard disciple.

Some strength.

Too weak, he couldn't join Haotian Academy at the beginning.

The key is...

Zhao Wanli is from the system.

Jiang He worked very well on this matter.

He didn't go to find his friends.

It was mainly caused by fake matches, and it has long been notorious.

Chu Yan asked him to arrange it, so he just did a little bit of work.

First choose the right person, and then send someone to spread the word.

Zhao Wanli is a waste.

Provoke.

The two sects have a grudge, and they will not be suspected.

Sure enough, Zhao Wanli accepted the challenge that day.

The Haotian Academy was in an uproar.

There were all kinds of voices.

Du Yi also heard about it, and sneered. He originally wanted to wait a month to defeat Chu Yan with Yu Mo's help, but now Chu Yan jumped out by himself.

As for why he provoked Zhao Wanli alone, Du Yi didn't know.

But he was too lazy to guess.

In his opinion, although Zhao Wanli was not a powerful ancient emperor, he was definitely not someone who could be defeated by Chu Yan, who was not even an ancient emperor.

Perfect sect.

"Nonsense!"

When Zhenlong learned that Chu Yan was going to challenge Zhao Wanli, his brows also frowned.

But then he felt helpless.

"Are you doing this for resources?"

Chu Yan did not hide it: "Teacher, don't worry, I won't do anything wrong."

Zhen Long did not say anything.

But he felt a little depressed.

His own student, for some resources, went to play a fake match with others?

"Blame the teacher..."

Zhen Long sighed: "If I were stronger, I wouldn't let you do this."

"Teacher, it's okay." Chu Yan said.

"Playing fake matches... There were indeed some in the past, but what was lost was reputation. It's hateful that I have completed a school, and I used to be upright and arrogant, but one day I have to earn resources by playing fake matches." Zhen Long said in grief.

Chu Yan was stunned. Did the teacher misunderstand something?

"Have you agreed with Zhao Wanli?" Zhen Long asked again at this time.

Chu Yan shook his head: "No, I asked Jiang He to set up the gambling game."

"Jiang He..."

Zhen Long muttered, and nodded slightly: "No wonder, the people of the Jiang family are at least fair. In this case, you can lower your status, and the teacher will not stop you. In this case, do you have enough capital? The odds of this kind of fake match should be very low. The capital is too small, and there is not much to earn."

Zhen Long said, with a look that he was very familiar with.

Of course, it was very familiar.

There was no Perfection of One School back then.

He and Yu Tian entered Haotian Academy in the same year. When they were both students, they also played fake matches...

As for the Perfection of One School, the backs were straight...that was later.

They were all awesome, of course they were straight. Before they became famous, they were all fighting.

Genius?

Reputation?

What's the use?

The truth is that the fist is hard enough.

Chu Yan was a little unconvinced.

The odds of challenging himself to surpass the third level should not be too low, right?

But he has never participated, so he is not very sure.

Besides, if the capital is a little more, the profit will be more.

"Not much." Chu Yan said.

"Well, I will borrow a thousand world stones for you tomorrow, but remember... these thousand world stones must be returned, you must." Zhenlong said.

Chu Yan was a little excited: "Teacher, don't worry!"

"Go, prepare well, don't play too fake."

"Okay!"

After Chu Yan left, Xia Lian came.

"You want him to play a fake game?"

"What? My senior brother and I also earned resources in this way. Who in this world can be undefeated? The weak are not qualified to talk about reputation, only the strong can."

Xia Lian nodded: "It's a pity that he is not a genius to enter school, otherwise he can really make a lot of money from a fake game."

"Indeed, my senior brother's fake game... almost bankrupted several big families!" Zhenlong said.

When talking about the interesting things of the past, both of them smiled.

Everyone thinks that geniuses are proud and can only win but not lose.

But who stipulated this?

Geniuses can't lose?

Lose, get up, that's a genius.

Which powerful person in the world today did not climb up from a small person in the past?

On the contrary, those who think they have some talent and act arrogantly and look down on others often fail to achieve anything.

Once you fall, you can never get up again.

Of course...

Until now, both of them still think that Chu Yan is playing a fake match with others.

Chu Yan is the loser.

Bet on the other party to win.

So they are still considering that Chu Yan is not a genius, and the odds will not be too high.

"Xia Lian, we should also work hard. Now you and I... are too weak." Zhenlong said.

Xia Lian nodded.

It is indeed a little weak.

Before I retrained, I had at least the Seventh Cast of Saint Emperor.

Now I am not as good as Zhenlong.

Zhenlong has accumulated for many years, and once he entered the Saint Emperor, he directly reached the Five Casts.

If I am useless, that would be a real scattered attack.

All gone.

Now it is only the First Cast of Saint Emperor.

"Alas, there are no resources, otherwise it would be more than this."

The two sighed, and they all closed their doors and practiced.

...

The battle between Chu Yan and Zhao Wanli continued to spread.

However, just as Jiang He, Zhenlong and others thought.

Non-geniuses enrolled, even if Jiang He used some operating methods, the attention of this battle was still not high.

This is also thanks to the Perfection Gate.

After disappearing for many years, now returning to the academy, it has attracted some attention.

Then three days passed.

The day of the gambling battle arrived.

There is an arena in the center of Haotian Academy.

On weekdays, this is the challenge platform of the Haotian Ranking.

But today, the battle between the two is also scheduled here.

The time is set at noon.

There is still one hour left.

Some people gathered around.

Not much, but not a small amount either.

The main reason is that this battle is not just between Chu Yan and Zhao Wanli.

In a deeper sense, there is also a tit-for-tat between the System One School and the Perfect One School.

"Are the freshmen very active this year? The battle started only three days after entering the school?"

"Humph, I'm afraid it's another fake match."

"Not really? The System One School and the Perfect One School have deep grudges. Can these two schools join forces to play a fake match?"

"It's more real like this. Anyway, I don't care. I will definitely bet on Zhao Wanli later."

"I will also bet on Zhao Wanli. Don't say that Chu Yan is not a genius to enter the school. Even if he is a genius, he always loses in fake matches every year. It's definitely right to bet on Zhao Wanli."

"Let's see the odds later."

Everyone talked about it, and some old students were happy to do so.

Playing fake matches...

They have all experienced it.

Every year, they can make a small profit.

As for who to make money from?

New students.

Every year, the most ruthless bettors are usually freshmen. They are as proud as ducklings, thinking that they are invincible if they have a little talent. Every year, they bet on freshmen, and then... they are cheated badly.

At this time, Jiang He also came, holding a recording instrument in his hand. When he saw someone, he smiled and asked: "Brother, do you want to bet? If Chu Yan wins, it's 2 to 1, and if Zhao Wanli wins, it's 1 to 1.3."

"1 to 1.3? So low?" An old student complained: "It wasn't so low in previous years, right?"

Jiang He laughed dryly: "Isn't it different... In previous years, it was geniuses who were clamoring, but this year... Hehe, brother, you understand."

"Forget it, forget it, 1 to 1.3 is a little less, but there is still some profit. Buy me 100 bets on Zhao Wanli."

100 bets, that is, 100 world stones.

If you win, it's 130.

Of course, Jiang He will take a cut.

1%.

There are also 1.3.

As for how to play point three...

Of course there is a way, after all, the real world is not only world stones, there are also Daoyuan stones.

"I want 100 bets too!"

"Here, 100 bets!"

"Two hundred bets for Zhao Wanli."

"One thousand bets!"

At this time, someone shouted, and everyone turned around and looked, all a little surprised, wanting to see who was so rich.

Then everyone understood.

Zhao Wanli himself.

"I remember that in the Jiang family gambling, you can't bet on yourself to lose, but there is no rule that you can't bet on yourself to win, right?" Zhao Wanli walked in front of Jiang He.

Jiang He laughed dryly: "Of course you can bet."

"Oh my God, Zhao Wanli personally bet, bought a thousand world stones to win."

"Fake game, fake game, sure, sure!"

"It may not be a fake game..." At this time, someone said faintly: "Maybe, it's hard to say whether it's a real fight, anyway, Chu Yan can't win."

"Haha, that's right."

Real fight or fake fight, to be honest, no one cares too much.

Anyway, Zhao Wanli will win.

Jiang He continued to open the market and release the game.

But then, he was a little uneasy.

So far, the accumulated world stones in the odds have exceeded 5,000.

All are betting on Zhao Wanli...

No one is betting on Chu Yan.

What if Chu Yan loses.

Hiss...

Jiang He is a little overwhelmed.

At this time, several students who cooperated with him came over with odds.

"How is it? How are the bets on the freshmen?"

"Damn it... In previous years, the freshmen were all very proud and would bet on the freshmen, but this year it's a bit weird, all are betting on Zhao Wanli."

"The freshmen also bet on Zhao Wanli?"

"Yes." Jiang He's partner said helplessly: "Boss, this year's odds... won't there be any problems?"

"Problems? Big problems..." Jiang He slapped his head.

Oh my god.

I was cheated.

Who said that you won't lose at the opening?

If no one bets on you, I will lose a lot!

Jiang He has a headache.

Now all the odds add up to more than 10,000 world stones.

Chu Yan is going to lose.

Wouldn't that mean I'll lose three thousand yuan?

I'm going crazy!

"Boss, what should we do now? People are still betting, should we accept it?"

Jiang He's face kept changing, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Accept it! But I have to change the odds. Chu Yan will pay 3 to 1, and Zhao Wanli will pay 1 to 1.1."

"1.1? Isn't that too low?"

"Nonsense! Even a fool can bet on a winning bet, is 1.1 still low?" Jiang He was tired.