The Mortal's Path to Immortality

[PS: Five thousand words have been added to the previous chapter, please read it back]

"You are good enough to participate in the God of War challenge."

The old man made some calculations in his mind and concluded that the strength Cao Rui showed should be enough to last until the sixth or even seventh round.

Even if luck breaks out and he barely makes it to the eighth round, there is still a huge gap if he wants to become the God of War.

This talent strength is indeed good.

Moreover, with this gimmick, you can promote it well and collect a lot of ticket money.

Even betting money.

As for the specific betting ratio, we need to study it in depth.

"Okay, thank you, senior."

The siege of more than a dozen wild beasts really overwhelmed Cao Rui, but fortunately, his physical body had also reached the stage of becoming a god. In this battle, he mostly used his physical body to resist the attacks.

"My name is Mo Xiu. If you come back later, just come to me directly."

The old man said and handed Cao Rui a token.

Cao Rui took the token and put it away.

"The next competition is in half a month. If you are free, I can make arrangements in advance now. "

"Okay, I will be here on time!"

Cao Rui cupped his fists and said.

After that, Cao Rui left the pavilion.

When he came outside, Zheng Fangzheng looked at Cao Rui expectantly.

"Master Cao, how's it going? Did you register successfully?"

"Of course it was successful. Could it be that there are still others who failed?"

Cao Rui asked in surprise.

"Haha, to be honest, even if you want to compete in the ring, you still have a minimum strength requirement."

"I applied before but failed."

Zheng Fang said a little embarrassed.

Perhaps because there were relatively few people signing up for the Divine Transformation Stage, Mr. Mo directly gave himself a contract at the very beginning.

Cao Rui didn't know the reason for this, so he didn't say more.

"Thank you for introducing me here!"

Cao Rui cupped his fists and said.

"Master Cao, you are too polite. I will definitely be there to watch your game and cheer you on."

Zheng Fang looked at Cao Rui with admiration.

"Let's talk about it then."

Cao Rui doesn't need anyone to cheer him on, so what if no one recognizes and supports him?

He just needs to show his strength and impress the world.

Speaking of which, after ascending to the spiritual world, Cao Rui has never had a formal duel with anyone.

I hope there will be some interesting opponents this time when I challenge the God of War.

…

Afterwards, Cao Rui returned to his residence and began to practice.

Half a month flies by.

Cao Rui arrived at the arena competition venue on time.

Arriving outside the pavilion, Cao Rui entered. Different from the last time, Cao Rui was now a player and could enter directly without a ticket.

After entering the venue, Cao Rui discovered that today's competition venue was a little different from the past.

The most eye-catching thing is that on the way to the stands, there are several monks standing on both sides of the road.

There was a table placed in front of these monks, and an eye-catching banner hung beside them.

"The mysterious monk challenges the God of War. How many times can this person win in a row?"

Cao Rui stepped forward.

"What's going on?"

At this time, some onlookers had gathered around the table to watch the excitement.

"Everyone, a few days ago, there was a mysterious monk who was in the early stage of becoming a god and wanted to challenge for ten consecutive victories.

Today is his first show. "

"You can place bets according to your preferences."

“If you bet on him winning ten times in a row, you’ll lose one hundred.

If you bet on him winning nine consecutive games, you will pay 70 per one. "

The lower the winning streak, the lower the odds accordingly.

However, there is an exception.

"If he can't win a match, the odds are 100 to one!"

"It seems that your organizer is quite optimistic about him, and you actually offered such a high odds!"

One of the spectators said with great interest.

"These are the odds set by the seniors, we are only responsible for registration."

Cao Rui's eyelids jumped when he saw the odds.

If you bet yourself five hundred yuan stones, and then deliberately lose, wouldn't you be able to directly earn fifty thousand yuan stones?

But thinking about it, the organizers probably wouldn't allow themselves to cheat like this.

And Cao Rui didn't bother to earn Yuan Stone in this way.

"Here comes another stupid young man. This time, I'll bet fifty yuan on him to win four consecutive games. Let's have a little fun."

A monk in the late stage of divine transformation said and took out fifty yuan stones.

"Senior, if the opponent wins three times in a row or five times in a row, you will be considered a loser."

The staff was worried that this monk in the transformation stage did not understand the rules, so they gave him a reminder.

"Don't worry, I can still afford to lose fifty yuan stones."

The monk in the transformation stage said proudly.

"I won't play anymore. I'll observe the situation first."

"What are you still observing? If you don't bet on this game, if you bet on the next game, the odds won't be so good."

At this time, no one has seen who this mysterious challenger is, and they don't know his specific strength.

Naturally, bets are placed randomly.

After this round, it will not be easy to make a lot of money by betting.

Cao Rui observed for a while. Most of the spectators were just watching the excitement and did not start placing bets randomly.

Calculated, this game is estimated to have at most a few thousand yuan in chips.

The entrance fee for this ring match alone is probably more than a few thousand Yuanshi.

Cao Rui has a few hundred Yuanshi in his hand.

But the odds are too low, and he can't make much money even if he bets, so it's better to observe the situation first.

Cao Rui walked away from the crowd and came to the player's rest area.

There will be a total of five matches in today's ring match.

Three of them are early stage of transformation against early stage of transformation, and there is one match between middle stage and late stage of transformation.

Cao Rui's first battle was scheduled for the third match of the day.

Cao Rui sat in the player's rest area and could also observe the situation on the battlefield of the ring.

It was also a good opportunity to learn more about the strength of the transformation cultivators in this world.

After several hours, the first two games of the day came to an end.

Both sides defeated their opponents with a slight advantage.

Cao Rui couldn't tell whether these people were acting or really so strong.

But Cao Rui was sure that he would go all out in every battle that followed.

Not only to make a name for himself, but also for the reward of tens of thousands of Yuanshi.

Soon, it was Cao Rui's turn.

Cao Rui stepped onto the stage.

At the request of the organizer, Cao Rui was not allowed to hide his appearance.

At this time, opposite Cao Rui, a cultivator in the early stage of transformation also walked up.

"Boy, although I don't know where you are from, you signed up to challenge the God of War as soon as you arrived, which shows that you don't take us seriously."

"I'm afraid your road to becoming a god will end before it even begins!"

The cultivator not far away said fiercely.

"Stop talking nonsense and show your true colors with your hands."

Cao Rui said lightly.

When the voice fell, his figure flew out like a cannonball.