Destined Martial Lord

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"I have no money!" Long Yuan looked at the unmoving Ye Fan with a helpless expression, and said coldly in the end. Not only did Ye Fan not listen to his advice, he even wanted to drag him along to gamble.    

    

Even if they had to bet on him, they had to bet on Sima Liuxing. This way, their chances of victory would be higher.    

    

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you bet on Sima Liuxing, you would definitely compensate to the point that you wouldn't even be able to return!" Ye Fan seemed to have seen through Long Yuan's thoughts, and whispered in his ear.    

    

"You arrogant little fool, I will only lose if I listen to you!" Long Yuan said in a deep voice. He was an extremely calm person.    

    

Ye Fan had already expected Long Yuan's reaction, but he still smiled indifferently. Just like that, the two of them arrived at the venue for today's competition, Profound Heaven Sect's third stage. This arena was specially designed for Inner Sect disciples to solve their conflicts.    

    

At this moment, there was already a sea of people outside of the arena. The twelve bets placed around the arena were exceptionally lively, and even now, there were still people betting nonstop.    

    

And the organizer of the gambling house was the logistics department of the Profound Heaven Sect, so there was no need to worry about the issue of not getting paid. Furthermore, he could bet on anything, whether it was spirit stones, treasures, or merit points.    

    

"What's my odds now?" Ye Fan also went to the front of the gambling window and asked the staff member who was receiving the bet.    

    

"Ye Fan, now that your odds are at twenty-two, are you interested in betting for a bit?" When they saw that it was Ye Fan, the staff member asked with a smile.    

    

"Of course, I bet everything on my victory!" Ye Fan revealed a smile, then threw a large bag of spirit stones onto the gambling stake and bet all of his remaining contribution points.    

    

"Welcome to the bet!" There were simply too many people betting on Sima Liuxing's victory. Although the odds of Ye Fan winning were constantly increasing, the number of people betting on Ye Fan's victory was still incomparably low.    

    

Once Sima Liuxing won, it could be said that they would lose everything. Now, everyone who was betting on Ye Fan was just like the God of Fortune in their eyes.    

    

"I also bet a hundred spirit stones on Ye Fan's victory." Long Yuan walked over and threw a hundred spirit stones over.    

    

"Didn't you say that you wouldn't bet?" Ye Fan looked at Long Yuan and asked.    

    

"Out of sympathy." Long Yuan said in a deep voice, then took out a hundred spirit stones to tell the staff member: "Help me bet another hundred Sima Liuxing s."    

    

The staff at the betting booth were all speechless. What kind of dirty trick was this, betting 100 on the side? The worst situation was to save the money, no one would do something like that.    

    

However, when the staff member saw that the bet was with Long Yuan, he did not dare say much and directly accepted the bet. Then, he handed two tickets to Long Yuan.    

    

"You sure are unusually calm." Ye Fan extended his thumb out towards Long Yuan and said.    

    

"Thank you for your praise." Long Yuan said in a deep voice, "You must work hard. Don't forget that I bet a hundred points on you."    

    

"Enough, don't bring up this one hundred. I won't be grateful." Ye Fan said in a low voice, then walked to the stage.    

    

It was not the time that they had agreed on, and Sima Liuxing had not arrived, but that did not affect the enthusiasm of the spectators, who immediately started boiling with excitement!    

    

"Ye Fan, don't fall too fast, I bet you can last more than a minute!"    

    

"Ye Fan, work harder. Try to last more than three minutes!"    

    

"Ye Fan, take out your true abilities. Even if you're going to die, you have to at least hold on for 5 minutes!"    

    

"..."    

    

Ye Fan's brows could not help but twitch. It seemed that most people wished for him to lose, it seemed that these people would want him to cry.    

    

"Sima Liuxing is here!"    

    

It was unknown who shouted, but the crowd once again burst into an uproar.    

    

Ye Fan raised his head to look. A ray of light had actually appeared in the distant horizon, flying towards the stage at full speed!    

    


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