Chapter 181: Attention from All Sides (Part 1)

Three days passed in a flash, and the heat of the Gambling Battle reached its peak during these three days of fermentation.

On the day of the Gambling Battle, all the large and small forces of the Jinling underworld, along with those concerned about this Gambling Battle, rushed to Changxi Mountain early in the morning.

Changxi Mountain is located at the northernmost part of Jinling City and is a lone mountain standing on the plains.

On the summit stands an ancient building, the Colosseum.

The Colosseum was a venue for martial arts sects to exchange pointers in ancient times, and it was also used for battles when sect forces were in conflict.

With the passage of time, it has now become the place for the Jinling underworld to conduct Gambling Battles.

Therefore, while retaining the ancient architectural style, it has undergone renovations with modern technology.

Sunlight shone through the clouds onto this ancient and majestic Colosseum.

Its outer walls were built of huge stones, the surface covered with the traces of time, and every crack told the vicissitudes of history.

At the entrance of the Colosseum, a huge archway towered into the clouds, as if it were a portal to another world.

Walking into the Colosseum, the first thing that caught the eye was the layered spectator stands.

These seats were arranged in tiers, starting from the area closest to the competition arena and going all the way up.

According to the rules, today the people from the Qibao Association and my Scorpion Society will sit in the area closest to the competition arena, while the general public will sit in the higher positions.

The aisles between the seats were spacious, making it convenient for the audience to enter and exit. Three triangular display screens hung from the high vaulted ceiling.

The three display screens faced different directions, ensuring that everyone in the spectator stands could see the scene in the central arena.

The central arena is the core of the entire Colosseum. The ground was covered with fine sand to absorb blood and sweat and keep the venue dry. The surrounding walls were renovated with marble and carved with various reliefs, and special materials developed by the Patrol Bureau were also buried inside.

Under the interference of the special materials, no matter how fierce the battle in the arena is, True Qi will not spread to the spectator stands and affect innocent people.

The first to enter the venue, even before the passionate audience, were the people from the Jinling Patrol Bureau.

The Gambling Battle is an officially recognized way for underworld forces to resolve conflicts; although this method still cannot avoid deaths, it is better than both sides fighting and disturbing social order.

Therefore, during the Gambling Battle, regardless of whether Martial Artists are involved, the Patrol Bureau must be present to supervise.

Tang Ying was wearing a dashing uniform with a sleepy look on her face; she originally did not need to come so early, but the heat of this Gambling Battle was too high.

The people looking for excitement were like crazy, rushing to Changxi Mountain before dawn, which forced her to come earlier to maintain order.

Tang Ying jumped off the military transport vehicle, led her people into the Colosseum, and waved her hand.

The fully armed Patrol Bureau Warriors immediately dispersed, occupying the four corners of the arena, as well as key positions and entrances in the spectator stands.

After doing this, she waved her hand again at her subordinates guarding the entrance of the Colosseum.

The entrance opened, and the crowd that had been impatient for a long time immediately poured in, jogging all the way to the spectator stands to pick an excellent seat and sit down, anxiously waiting for the battle to begin.

Tang Ying yawned and glanced at the time; it was only eight o'clock in the morning.

And the agreed time was ten o'clock. This made her very annoyed, and she said to Fan Hao, "You keep an eye on things, I'm going back to the car to sleep for a while."

"Yes."

Fan Hao responded.

Tang Ying left the Colosseum, climbed into the car, and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Although Fan Hao also got up very early, he was not sleepy at all.

Unlike Tang Ying, he received news from Huang Feng that the boss of the Qibao Association was Chen Che.

Last time the plan failed, he was forced to apologize to Chen Che, which was very humiliating.

He was going to witness Chen Che's death with his own eyes today, so how could he not be excited?!

At the same time, the scene in the Colosseum was also being broadcast live on the Jinling underworld forum.

The Ma Family.

Ma Zicheng took a tablet and found his father Ma Yiren and grandfather Ma Youxiang, who were discussing matters in the study.

"Zicheng, what is it?"

The conversation was interrupted, and Ma Yiren asked with an unhappy expression.

Ma Zicheng walked over, handed over the tablet, and said, "Grandfather, Dad, my brother said that the Qibao Association and the Scorpion Society are having a Gambling Battle today, and he hopes you will take a look too."

"What is there to see in a conflict between underworld forces?"

Ma Yiren was indifferent.

Ma Zicheng's expression was ugly, and he remembered some bad memories, saying: "The boss of the Qibao Association is... Chen Che."

"Oh?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Ma Youxiang's indifferent eyes as he took the tablet and placed it on the desk. "So Zijun wanted us to see Chen Che's performance. He is being so mysterious that it has really piqued my interest."

Ma Youxiang specially took out his glasses and stared at the screen with a serious look on his face.

Ma Yiren looked curious and asked, "Father, do you really think so highly of Chen Che?"

"Didn't I say before that this young man Chen Che has unlimited potential and is worth the Ma Family's investment? But in the end, that information was all heard from Zijun, and there might be some exaggeration.

Zijun might have thought of this, which is why he let us see Chen Che's skills with our own eyes."

Ma Youxiang said.

Ma Yiren smiled helplessly and said, "But other than seeing Chen Che's Martial Dao Cultivation, you can't see anything else."

"The fact that Chen Che is having a Gambling Battle with the Scorpion Society itself shows something. In these years, have you seen any emerging Jinling underworld force that dared to go against the Scorpion Society?"

Ma Youxiang frowned and stared at the barrage, saying: "And I see the barrage saying that Chen Che also took people to smash the Red Leaf Club three days ago. This kid is really bold, and his style of doing things is crazy enough. Interesting!"

Ma Yiren's expression was slightly surprised, and he also became interested, sitting beside Ma Youxiang to watch the screen together.

Ma Zicheng spoke up again at this time: "Grandfather, Dad, there is a betting pool for this Gambling Battle on the underworld forum. Big brother said that if you are interested, you can also buy a little."

Ma Youxiang looked up and laughed out loud: "He really is something! Tell me, what are the odds now?"

"Ten to one."

Ma Zicheng said: "Almost everyone participating in the betting pool thinks the Qibao Association will definitely lose."

"Then how much did your big brother buy?"

Ma Youxiang pushed up his glasses, looking full of keen interest.

"One... one hundred million, bet on Chen Che to win."

Ma Zicheng felt this number was a bit hot to handle.

"What?!"

Ma Yiren exclaimed, scolding: "This is simply nonsense! When did Ma Zijun develop a gambler's mentality? No matter how high the win rate is, he can't squander money like this!

Besides, the Scorpion Society has no shortage of expert Martial Artists, and the Gambling Battle itself isn't pure. Chen Che is a newcomer and doesn't understand many things; the possibility of him losing is very high!

Your eldest brother is so blindly confident in Chen Che, he's truly lost his mind! If he loses, all this money will go down the drain! Most importantly, if he gets a reputation for being a gambler, that's bad for him and bad for the Ma Family!"

"Hurry and tell your eldest brother to withdraw it, or bet less!"

Ma Yiren felt Ma Zijun's behavior was completely absurd and immediately moved to stop him from participating in the gambling pool.

"Yiren, don't be impatient."

Ma Youxiang narrowed his eyes, his face full of anticipation and curiosity, "Ma Zijun has never made a major mistake before; I think since he wants to participate, then let him be."

"Dad, how can you say that too?!"

Ma Yiren frowned, his face full of confusion.

"I'm just curious, and I also want to place a bet. After all, our investment in Chen Che is also a form of gambling. This time can just serve as a test; while witnessing Chen Che's ability, winning some money wouldn't be bad either."

Ma Youxiang rubbed his hands together, looking eager to give it a try.

"Uh..."

Ma Yiren hadn't expected his father to be so optimistic and curious about Chen Che, and just as he wanted to persuade him further, Ma Youxiang spoke again.

"Yiren, how about this. Let's father and son have a bet too. I bet Chen Che wins, and you bet the Scorpion Society wins."

After finishing, Ma Youxiang didn't give Ma Yiren a chance to refuse, and said to Ma Zicheng, "Ma Zicheng, you represent your father and me, and place the bets separately; you decide how much to bet."

"Yes, Grandfather."

Ma Zicheng accepted the order and left.

Ma Yiren felt speechless, but seeing that Ma Youxiang was very interested, he didn't say anything more.

At the same time, inside the Ma Family Ancestral Hall, a "battle" defying human morality was taking place.

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