novelPlace the Bet (1)
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"Zheng Xuan is on the stage." Yan Chen said excitedly, clenching his fists.
Mo Fei immediately opened his eyes wide, said with an affirmative tone, "I will keep my eyes wide open and see through this guy's weakness."
Yan Chen cast a glance at Mo Fei, but ignored his words, "Fighting!"
Zheng Xuan's opponent looked quite awful, even his legs shivering when walking onto the stage.
Mo Fei's face darkened, and he said blandly, "Zheng Xuan's opponent is lame! Before they fight, his legs are already shaking like hell. Is it possible he has knee osteoarthritis? But given his age, he shouldn't have gotten such a disease."
Yan Chen said with a pitiful tone, "Poor guy! He encounters Zheng Xuan in the first round. He must have stepped on some dogshit the way here."
Mo Fei nodded approvingly, "Yeah, you are right. Zheng Xuan is a lump of dogshit."
Yan Chen, "..." That was not he was trying to say.
Zheng Xuan sent her opponent down with a ball of fire.
Mo Fei's face darkened. Wasn't Zheng Xuan's opponent too weak? The fight was already over before he saw it clearly, "Who is that guy? Why didn't he fight back? Is he here to make a show of himself?"
Yan Chen shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Level three VS level five. It's not necessary for him to fight back."
Mo Fei said disapprovingly, "I don't think so. Yiyi dares to fight back."
Yan Chen got a little dumbfounded, "Yiyi is not a mortal."
"Zheng Xuan, Zheng Xuan..." The audience called his name enthusiastically, while Zheng Xuan walked down the stage unflappably.
Mo Fei grinded his teeth and said, "Look at Zheng Xuan's face. With one more glance, you would have a spur to throw a punch on it!"
Yan Chen blinked and said, "Really? Actually, I find Zheng Xuan kind of cute!"
Mo Fei then snorted lightly, "Hum, I hate people who are more handsome than me."
"Prince Yu is going on the arena!" Yan Chen shouted with a cheerful tone.
Once Prince Yu stepped onto the arena, the audience gave him unprecedented applause, "Prince Yu... Prince Yu..."
Yan Chen looked at Lou Yu, with only envy written on his face, "Mo Fei, Prince Yu is so so handsome!"
Mo Fei said disapprovingly, "Just an Adonis!"
Yan Chen nodded, then said, "Speaking of that, Prince Yu's skin has become much smoother like silk. I wonder what kind of skin care product he is using now. Mo Fei, you ask him for me."
Mo Fei forced a smile and said, "Sure, I will."
Yan Chen grabbed Mo Fei's hand and said with a very serious tone, eyes wide open, "Mo Fei, don't you forget about it!"
Mo Fei hung his head and thought to himself: If I really ask him for you, Lou Yu will definitely give me a good beat.
Lou Yu's opponent was also pretty vulnerable. Only one round and he already got thrown off the arena.
"How impressive!" Mutter Mo Fei to himself.
Yan Chen nodded and said, "Yes! A lot of people say that he has the potential to win the championship."
"Hmm? Why is there even a level two magician?" Looking at the contestant, Mo Fei asked.
Yan Chen blinked and said, "There are many geniuses in the Imperial College, and there are dozens of third-level stars. However, for those colleges in remote areas, level three star magician are already very rare. Some even don't have level three star magicians."
Mo Fei nodded and said, "Now I see."
The preliminary competition was held on ten arenas at the time, so it only needed three days. And finally half of the contestants would be eliminated. Mo Fei surprisingly found Su Rong was also among them. Su Rong was not so lucky. His opponent was a level three star magician. They were horse and horse. After a whole hour Su Rong exchanged his win with injuries all over.
Three seconds after his opponent fell, Su Rong also fell down.
The students standby then carried Su Rong to the medical room using a stretcher.
Yan Chen frowned, "Su Rong has really bad luck. Though he won this match, he got severely injured. I'm afraid he won't be able to go on with the next round."
Mo Fei shook his head, swearing in his heart, "Su Rong is such an idiot! Why does he always get injured all over?"
Yan Chen looked over to Mo Fei, "Mo Fei, haven't you participated in the gambling!"
"Gambling? What do you mean?" asked Mo Fei curiously.
Yan Chen blinked his eyes and said, "Many casinos have placed best on who would win the championship? Don't you know?"
Mo Fei gritted his teeth and said, "What? If I had known it earlier, I should have placed all my money for the bet. What a pity! What a pity! What super big pity!"
Yan Chen blinked his eyes, "Mo Fei, you are really confident in your Yiyi."
Mo Fei nodded hard, "Of course."
Yan Chen touched his chin and said blandly, "Yiyi's capability is known to all, so the odds on him wouldn't be high. If I place 100 million on Yiyi, I can only earn more than 10 million at most."
Mo Fei stared at Yan Chen with starry eyes, "More than 10 million?"
Yan Chen nodded, "Yeah, just trying to win some pocket money. I thought Su Rong is not bad, I can place a bet on him. But seen from now, I'm afraid he is gonna lose for sure in the next round."
Mo Fei raised his eyebrows."Maybe." Mo Fei squinted and fell in his thoughts.
"Since Su Rong got so badly injure, now the odds on him must be very high." Yan Chen grumbled.
Mo Fei nodded, and suddenly a good idea popped out of his head, "That sounds quite reasonable.
Mo Yi looked at the message on his comlink Mo Fei had sent him, then got up silently.
"Mo Yi, where you going? Won't you keep watching the game?" the classmate sitting next to Mo Yi asked.
"No, I'm done." Mo Yi then stood up and walked to the medical room.
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