Chapter 682: Goddess of Luck

Du Yan also made quite a bit of money by following along, and he was happy like a child.

Of course, Wu Qingcheng earned even more. As a result, whenever she went to place a bet, someone would follow her and bet too.

She herself was a beautiful woman, very eye-catching; moreover, each time she acted, the stakes were high and she always won money, so for a while many gamblers revered her as the Goddess of Luck and followed her bets.

The gambling house owners, every time they saw Wu Qingcheng come over, also wore a look of helplessness.

Wu Qingcheng, however, caused them to earn much less money.

Especially after these gamblers started following the trend, they even began to lose money.

Soon, Lin Sen, who had been resting all along, arrived at the time to go back on stage.

Ye Liuyun's Golden Pupil discovered that his True Essence had only been replenished by one-third.

Meanwhile, his opponent, who was of the same realm as him and had comparable strength, had ample True Essence.

Facing such an opponent, if Lin Sen had no Trump Card, logically he wouldn't dare to go on stage. Yet he still walked straight to the preparation area, waiting for everyone to place their bets.

In this match, the odds for both of them were one to two.

Du Yan urged Ye Liuyun to make a prediction. He had already become addicted to winning.

Ye Liuyun thought it over, but still did not make a decision.

Logically, Lin Sen should surely lose. But the more that was the case, the more he suspected Lin Sen had some Trump Card.

Otherwise, with only one-third of his True Essence, he himself should know he is no match for his opponent.

I can't predict this match either. Maybe I shouldn't bet.

Ye Liuyun said to Du Yan.

Ah, I told you already, we're just playing for fun, why be so serious? Even if you don't say anything, I'll bet, I'm betting on Lin Sen to lose.

Little brother, does Lin Sen have a chance to win? Lei Ming asked Ye Liuyun curiously.

If he has no Trump Card, he will surely lose! Ye Liuyun said firmly.

Then why don't you bet on him to lose? Lei Ming asked, puzzled.

Wu Qingcheng, however, smiled and interjected: "If one knows they will surely die, yet still go up to compete—what does that indicate?"

Lei Ming then suddenly realized: "Oh! That means he has a Trump Card and will win?"

Ye Liuyun shook his head: "I don't know what his Trump Card is, and I can't be certain either. Perhaps his opponent also has some secret technique? So for this situation, I can't be sure either!"

Ye Liuyun does not have Wu Qingcheng place bets in every match.

For Ye Liuyun, this kind of uncertain situation is what constitutes gambling.

He certainly wouldn't go gambling!

His so-called "gambling" basically means he only makes money after confirming the result.

Moreover, the amount he has Wu Qingcheng bet is not very large, so as not to provoke the gambling house's resentment and cause people to bear grudges.

Many gamblers were looking in the direction of Wu Qingcheng. Seeing her remain motionless for a long time, they also knew that this time the Goddess of Luck did not intend to place a bet.

Thus some people sighed and sat back down.

However, most people, although they felt regretful, still ended up placing bets based on their own preferences.

"Sister Qingcheng, your followers are all quite disappointed, aren't they?" Lei Ming said to Wu Qingcheng with a smile.

Wu Qingcheng also smiled: "They truly follow you, little brother! I'm just a runner!"

Since Ye Liuyun sat down here, he has actually never been idle.

He couldn't help observing the battle in the arena, and also scanned the situation of the surrounding spectators.

Among the spectators, there were also quite a few experts.

Their bloodlines and True Essence Quality far surpass those of ordinary people.

After seeing these people, Ye Liuyun also felt that wanting to challenge fifty consecutive victories indeed comes with considerable pressure.

Especially those whose own realm is Two Levels higher than his, and who can still challenge across realms, his pressure becomes even greater.

He just tried his own recovery speed as well.

The space inside his elixir field is too large, requiring a large amount of True Essence. If only given one hour, he using Spirit Stones to absorb can at most recover one-quarter of his True Essence.

Calculating this way, Ye Liuyun really cannot challenge fifty people.

Because facing those strong opponents, Ye Liuyun worries that one-quarter of his True Essence might not be enough.

While he was pondering, Lin Sen and his opponent on stage had already started fighting.

Moreover, Lin Sen launched a fierce punch at the outset, and then immediately took out a venerable-rank treasure and hurled it at his opponent.

It is obvious he also knows his True Essence is insufficient, so he wants a quick battle.

However, Ye Liuyun's eyes lit up.

"Can treasures also be used? If that's the case, then I can go challenge!"

Besides the Mourning Bell and the Sealing Demon Tablet, two divine artifacts, Ye Liuyun also has a set of divine-grade demon-hunting gear. With these, even against a peak Yin-Yang Realm expert, he need not fear.

Lei Ming also shouted along: "Can treasures also be used?"

Obviously, she and Ye Liuyun share the same idea. Even Wu Qingcheng is eager to give it a try.

"When it's time to sign up later, go confirm with the Steward. If possible, then those who have treasures can all participate!"

If treasures can be used, Ye Liuyun would feel at ease letting others participate, as these people at least all have venerable-rank treasures.

Especially those who possess divine artifacts; even if they cannot win, self-preservation by conceding loss is no problem.

Within the arena, seeing Lin Sen bring out a venerable-rank treasure, those who had bet on Lin Sen to win also exchanged knowing smiles.

However, their smiles immediately froze.

Because Lin Sen's opponent also likewise brought out a venerable-rank treasure and began to contend against him.

In this way, Lin Sen's Trump Card, which he relied on for self-preservation, lost its effect.

From his face, Ye Liuyun could see his panic.

Because soon, Lin Sen's True Essence will be exhausted!

"I surrender!"

After holding on for two more moves, Lin Sen directly surrendered.

His opponent also had to stop attacking.

The martial arts arena has a rule: as soon as the opponent shouts surrender, one must stop fighting.

Lin Sen's loss again drew a torrent of abuse from the spectators.

"Trash! If you can't beat me, what are you doing on stage? Who doesn't have a Venerable Rank treasure?"

"Coward who won't fight to the death! Even fighting to the death, you wouldn't lose!"

Lin Sen was scolded so badly he couldn't raise his head; after leaving the stage, he slipped out through the back door.

"Sigh! These people really are—they're the ones who let Lin Sen keep fighting, then after he loses they start blaming him!" Lei Ming also felt indignant for Lin Sen.

"Those spectators are just like that. Anyway, it's not them who go on stage, so life or death has nothing to do with them. After you go up later, you must have your own judgment; don't let those spectators sway your emotions!"

Ye Liuyun solemnly reminded them.

Especially Lei Ming, he also gave them an extra reminder.

Only after Lei Ming nodded and agreed did Ye Liuyun lead everyone to register.

Only Du Yan remained seated, unmoving, waving his hand at them: "Go on, this old bone of mine still wants to live a couple more years!"