Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 21: Bet?

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Chapter 21 Bet?

"The first game, Li Chen vs. Li Feng!"

The elder said, and immediately jumped onto the two Li family juniors from the stage, standing on both sides of the competition platform, with awe-inspiring expressions.

"Two, let me say a word before the game. This competition is just to pick out the family's new blood. So remember not to intentionally hurt people, everything ends!"

"Yes!" The two clasped their fists and nodded.

Then they fought together on the martial arts stage. The two of you came and went, and the martial arts and spiritual power continued to roar. For a time, it was hard to separate.

Yang Chen looked at it for a while, without much desire, but withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, I heard a sudden voice not far away:

"The quotation is open!"

"Everyone, take a look and see, did Li Chen win or Li Feng win the game? Squeeze the big to make the big, suppress the small to make the small, the opportunity is not to be lost and never come again!" I only saw a place not far away. At this moment, a middle-aged man in his thirties was standing with a table in front of him with seven or eight golden tickets.

It turned out to be an open gambling.

Beside him, there were a lot of people around, all discussing in full swing, which one is more likely to win.

In the face of this scene, no one in the Li family stopped speaking. After all, this kind of activity can also make the game more exciting to a certain extent!

Only one person said: "Let me press Li Chen, you see that guy is so strong, he is 1.9 meters tall, it is estimated that if he punches down, Li Feng can be beaten directly on the ground by him!"

"This is not necessarily true. Li Feng has the title of Little Whirlwind in our Li family, and his Xuan Ming step has even cultivated to the Mahayana. Even if Li Chen's body is strong, his speed can't keep up, it's no use!" /

"I will bet 20 gold coins and bet on Li Feng to win!"

"Forty gold coins, Li Chen wins!"

"I am out fifty!"

For a time, everyone started betting, and even a few elders and the heads of other families came to join in the fun, guessing about the winning percentage of these two people.

"The genius doctor is interested in this?" Madam Li turned his head, looked at Yang Chen curiously, and asked.

"Small gambling for pleasure, big gambling to hurt your body, taking this opportunity to play is also fun." Yang Chen smiled, suddenly turned around, and said to Doctor Li, "Doctor Li, you have Money?"

"Money?" Doctor Li was taken aback for a moment, and soon understood, and said: "Some and some, how much do you need? Ten thousand gold coins is enough?"

Speaking, Mr. Li directly took out ten golden tickets.

"Doctor Li, I can't use that much." Yang Chen gave a wry smile.

This one is a thousand gold coins, and the doctor Li directly took out ten of them. As expected, he was the one who was treating the emperor.

"Master Yang is short of money? Just ask me!" Liu Yishui got up and said, "How much does Master Yang need? You are welcome, just tell me!"

"Cough." The doctor Li coughed slightly and said: "Master Liu, the genius doctor seems to be asking me to borrow money? What are you doing here?"

"Whose money is not borrowed? Why do you divide it?" Liu Yishui shook his head and smiled: "Master Yang, how much money do you need, please tell me directly, and I will give it to you immediately !"

Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help laughing wryly.

Looking at the two people scrambling to take out a wad of gold tickets from them, as if they were afraid that they would not ask them to borrow money.

"Two people, I really can't use that much. Who of you has a hundred gold coins? Just borrow me!" Yang Chen said with a fist.

"One hundred gold coins..." Upon hearing this, the two big men were a little bit confused.

Characters like them come out with gold tickets, so who would bring loose money with them?

"That..." At this moment, the doctor Li's servant, Fugui suddenly said: "Well, genius doctor, if you don't dislike it, I have a hundred gold coins here!"

Speaking, Fugui took out a cloth pocket from his body, shook it, and made a clanging sound.

They are full of gold coins.

"Thank you, Brother Fugui!" Yang Chen clasped his fists and smiled: "Brother Fugui, please wait for me, and I will return the money to you later!"

Speaking, Yang Chen took the bag of gold coins and walked directly to the gaming table. Liu Yishui and Li Taiyi immediately followed curiously.

Slap!

I saw Yang Chen pat the bag of gold coins directly on the table and said: "I will bet on Li Feng to win a hundred gold coins!"

One hundred?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone around was shocked, and looked at Yang Chen strangely: "Brother, big hands, one hundred gold coins in the first game?"

"Yes, is it a bit too much to play?"

Yang Rushuang also came over, patted Yang Chen's hand, and groaned: "Xiao Chen, where did you get so much money? If you don't learn well, who taught you to gamble? I'm going to tell your father to go!"

Yang Chen shook his head and smiled: "Aunt, don't worry, just gamble, you will definitely win!"

"What is sure to win?" Yang Rushuang frowned, earnestly: "Ten gambles and nine loses, ten gambles and nine loses. Haven't you heard the truth? Don't learn anything bad, but learn from other people's gambling!" /

Listening to Yang Rushuang's words, even the people on the side could not listen: "I said, brother, are you pressing? If you don't press the game, it will be over!"

"I..." Yang Chen opened his mouth, and didn't know how to answer it. If he said, he would offend Yang Rushuang? Let's just say no, how can this opportunity to make money be missed?

"Press it." At this moment, Liu Yishui suddenly said, took a gold ticket on the table, and said: "This thousand gold coins are considered to be given to Master Yang by me. I lost me Don’t score, if you win, how about Master Yang’s half of me?"

"This is good!" Yang Chen nodded immediately when he heard this.

Since Liu Yishui had said so, Yang Rushuang would naturally not say anything, so he just opened one eye and closed another.

The people on the side are all happy to spend a thousand gold coins, which is a lot of money. If they win the money, then it is estimated that their expenses for two or three years will not be a problem.

However, before they were proud, they heard a "swish" when a figure suddenly flew off the competition stage and fell heavily to the ground.

"Li Fengsheng!"

Sounds from the high platform.

When they heard this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then like a frustrated ball, they said: "Damn, you really bet it right?"

Yang Chen smiled, took the money in front of him directly into his arms, and then returned the golden ticket to Liu Yishui.

For this hand, Yang Chen has won fifty or sixty gold coins.

"Brother, are you lucky?" The man who runs the casino smiled and said: "The second game is Li Wen vs. Bruce Lee, which one do you want to press?"

"Li Wen... Bruce Lee?" Yang Chen murmured, then looked at the two on the high platform.

The one on the left is a tall man, but he is very thin, just like a bamboo pole.

On the right is a muscular teenager, wearing a tight-fitting suit and holding a nunchaku in his hand, looking aggressive.

Yang Chen's eyelids darkened slightly, and he pushed out all the money he had previously won: "All the money here, a total of 57 gold coins, crush Bruce Lee!"

"All pressured?" The man was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Brother, are you a little bit up? Don't leave two sons to guarantee?"

"No." Yang Chen smiled and said: "You just collect the money, you don't need to control whoever I press."

Hearing this, the man shook his head, but sneered. He originally thought that Yang Chen was a master, but when he saw it, he was completely stunned.

"Although Bruce Lee has practiced martial arts well, his cultivation is a level lower than that of Li Wen. In the face of absolute strength, there is no chance of winning at all!" He only listened to a methodical analysis by one person.

His words were immediately recognized by many people, and many people followed his example and put gold coins on Li Wen's plate.

Doctor Li lowered his voice and said, "The genius doctor, I also think that Bruce Lee seems to have a little chance of winning, is it too risky for you to suppress him?"

"Don't worry, I know it in my heart." Yang Chen said with a slight smile.

At this moment, the two people on the stage started to fight. At first, it was Li Wen who had the upper hand. On the other hand, Bruce Lee was beaten by Li Wen all the way, and he was about to be ousted from the stage. .

But at this moment--

When everyone thought Bruce Lee was about to lose, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and touched his leg. Then, after hearing only a few sounds of "Boom Boom", it fell from his leg. Two heavy bricks smashed the ground into two deep holes!

"This..."

"This guy has been playing with bricks?"

Everyone's expression changed slightly, incredible.

The two bricks weigh five or six kilograms, right? With such a thing, you can still walk like flying in the game?

The next moment, with just a "swish", Bruce Lee swept the hall, and Li Wen was kicked off the stage, unconscious.

"Bruce Lee wins!"

The referee's voice came.

This game finally came to an end. Those who had just bet on Li Wen's win, all of them looked as ugly as if they had eaten shit.

"Damn, was he fooled again?"

"Is this kid cheating? It's too evil!"

A group of people whispered, even Yang Rushuang was a little surprised. She didn't expect Yang Chen to win two games in a row? This luck is too good.

Doctor Li glanced at Yang Chen and said in a low voice: "Doctor, did you know that Bruce Lee had a heavy object tied to his body?"

Yang Chen smiled, did not speak.

"Brother, you are so lucky! It's a pity not to go to the casino!" The host joked: "The next third game, Li Cong vs. Li Xiaogang!"

Yang Chen didn't even think about it, so he pushed out the money in front of him: "One hundred and fifty gold coins, crush Li Cong!"

"Li Cong?"

Someone immediately questioned: "Li Cong is unlikely, right?"

"That is, although Li Cong and Li Xiaogang are about the same strength, don't forget that Li Xiaogang's father is Li Gang, the person in charge of the Li family! Since childhood, I have taken all kinds of medicinal pills, and in terms of strength, Li Cong must be crushed! "Someone started analyzing again.

Listening to his analysis, Yang Chen smiled without comment.

"Damn, I still don't believe in evil, I don't believe you can win three in a row!"

"I slap fifty gold coins and bet on Li Xiaogang!"

"I also bet on Li Xiaogang!"

Some people started to press against Yang Chen one after another.

However, before they had spoken it long, they heard "Peng" and Li Xiaogang flew directly off the stage and fell heavily to the ground.

"Li Cong won?"

"This guy...he won again?"

……

"The fourth game, Li Yue vs. Li Xue!"

"All the gold coins, press Li Xue!" Yang Chen pushed the gold coins out without saying a word.

Within five minutes, Li Yue rolled off the stage as expected and was robbed of victory by Li Xue.

"Damn, this guy won again? Luck against the sky, right?"

"I don't believe in evil, keep going!"

Some angry people said one after another, and they kept throwing money on the table, and the host almost laughed.

"The Fifth Session..."

"Press Li Qing!"

"Li Qingsheng!"

"Press Li Jie!"

"Li Jiesheng!"

"Press Li Nan..."

"Li Nansheng!"

The organizer kept reporting the game, but Yang Chen almost didn't even think about it, so he pushed the gold coin out. But what is even more speechless is that Yang Chen actually guessed every one of them. After seven games, he won almost a thousand gold coins!

Some elders were also attracted by Yang Chen's luck, and followed Yang Chen to place bets. These elders would bet whatever he made. Even Yang Rushuang, who opposed Yang Chen's gambling before, took out the money and earned dozens of gold coins with Yang Chen.

"The Eighth Session..."

"Yang Chen to Li Ling!" At this moment, the host suddenly announced two names abruptly.

Everyone's eyes became interesting.

"Brother, it's your game next. Which do you want to bet on?" The host smiled and teased.

Yang Chen did not speak, his eyelids darkened, as if he was thinking.

Seeing this scene, everyone sneered. Everyone knew that Yang Chen's strength was only a second-level martial artist, while his opponent Li Ling was a fourth-level martial artist. The gap between the two is like a chasm.

"It is estimated that he can't hold back his face, so let's buy himself and lose." Everyone thought in their hearts.

However, at this moment, Yang Chen suddenly reached out and pushed all the gold coins in front of him onto the table.

"I will press all the gold coins on the stage and bet I will win!"