God of Pets Novel Chapter 458: I Take Advice

Chapter 458: Chapter 458: I Take Advice

Because Bu Changning set a good example, many people ca out to gamble afterward, but few won and most beca captives of the Eight Kings.

Chen Guan waited until the very end. When no one else stood up to gamble, only then did he step forward.

"This guest, please tell us the stake you want to wager." The host said to Chen Guan.

"Can I choose my own way to gamble?" Chen Guan asked.

"Sorry, we only support these eight gambling thods." The host replied.

"Previously, you allowed customizing the rules, right?" Chen Guan continued.

"It seems you’re an old friend. Indeed, there was a ti when customized gambling rules were supported, but the rules differ each ti, and this ti customization isn’t supported. However, we can assure that all gambling thods are fair and impartial." The host smiled and said, "So, speak your stake."

After pondering for a mont, Chen Guan spoke, "I want a person."

"May I ask which person you want?" The host wasn’t surprised.

Often people want to save the ones defeated in the gambling den and propose to rescue them.

"Fujimura Reiko." Chen Guan ntioned the na.

The host looked at the statue, and the statue suddenly shuddered, stood up from its throne, and started walking step by step towards Chen Guan in the casino.

Standing in front of Chen Guan, the statue was towering, with eyes emitting golden light shining into Chen Guan’s eyes, coldly saying, "You are that Zi Donglai?"

"It’s ." Chen Guan didn’t think he could hide his identity to take Fujimura Reiko away, so he admitted readily.

"Do you know the consequences of taking my thing?" The statue’s voice was angry.

"I’ll bet with you. If I lose, both my Inner Core and I will be yours." Chen Guan said lightly.

"Fine, if you win, you can take Fujimura Reiko, and the Inner Core will also belong to you." The statue said coldly, "Choose what you want to wager on?"

"These gambling thods are uninteresting, can we change them?" Chen Guan said calmly.

"Choose or lose, you can’t expect to fool the Eight Kings so easily. Chen Guan wants to change the gambling thod, but he cannot be granted his wish."

"I just think gambling like this is too simple. I need you to go all out and gamble with , rather than using a half-baked ability." Chen Guan replied.

"Who are you?" The statue’s golden light expanded, shining like searchlights onto Chen Guan.

What Chen Guan said was already clear. He was telling the Eight Kings that he knew the gambling was part of their Good Karma ability, and he thought that wasn’t enough.

"Who I am doesn’t matter. What’s important is that you go all out against ; otherwise, even if you win, it won’t be enjoyable." Chen Guan pretended to be arrogant.

"Hmph, do you think outrageous words can anger ? I’ve eaten more salt than you have rice; your provocation is useless against ." The Eight Kings didn’t take the bait at all.

"You and I fight to determine victory or defeat." Chen Guan said calmly.

This sentence made the Eight Kings quiet. Playing with gambling was so of their power, defeating the Eight Kings was naturally far harder than winning a gamble, and this clearly couldn’t be explained by provocation.

"It’s been many years since anyone dared to say such a thing in front of , kid, you sure have guts." Wang Dabai’s voice turned sharp and fierce.

"Do we gamble or not?" Chen Guan remained unaffected and said calmly.

"Then as you wish, clear the floor." The Eight Kings’ voice echoed in the casino.

The crew began to move, taking everyone out, leaving the vast casino quickly with only Chen Guan.

The statue stepped back gradually, returned to the throne, then below the giant throne, a door opened, and a shell-less turtle dressed in a formal suit, wearing a tie, a hat, and gold-rimd glasses ca out like a gentleman.

"You will regret your arrogance for life." The Eight Kings walked into the field, looking at Chen Guan lightly.

"Maybe it’s you who will regret?" Chen Guan laughed.

The Eight Kings didn’t care, and didn’t even bother to argue.

He was a Secret Spirit of Celestial Pillar Treasure Extre Profound Heaven, not comparable by these Blessed Secret Realm humans.

Though most of his power was used to suppress the Nether Spring and was repelled and suppressed by Secret Realm Power, he was still much stronger than Blessed Secret Spirits.

"Enough talk, make your move." The Eight Kings stood with hands behind, with the deanor of a master.

"No rush, let us first agree on whether it’s literary combat or martial combat." Chen Guan said leisurely.

"How do we fight in literary combat?" The Eight Kings weren’t hurried, wanting to see what trick this Zi Donglai would play.

"Literary combat sets the rules we fight by, whoever breaks the rules loses." Chen Guan explained.

"So, martial combat ans no rules, a free-for-all?" The Eight Kings inferred, understanding Chen Guan’s aning.

"Correct, if martial combat is chosen, I won’t know what ans to use, so I advise you to choose literary combat." Chen Guan suggested.

"Literary or martial combat doesn’t matter; you’ll lose before

regardless, but I’ll take the advice and choose literary combat." The Eight Kings looked coldly at Chen Guan.

He thought to himself: "You want to anger , yet I won’t follow your plans. No matter how you design, as long as there are rules, I can use Good Karma Technique to win."

"Since literary combat is chosen, let’s set the rules. How about these?" Chen Guan said, drawing two circles with a one-ter diater on the ground, the edges of the circles one ter apart.

"You and I stand in our respective circles, taking turns attacking each other, one defends while the other attacks; whoever steps out of the circle first loses, do you agree?" Chen Guan stood in one circle and proposed.

The Eight Kings sneered: "So you know my origin and think I lose invincible defense without my shell? You underestimate . Today I’ll show you that even without my shell, I’m beyond your comparison."

Saying this, the Eight Kings walked into the circle, looked at Chen Guan in the opposite circle, and said coldly, "Co, I’ll let you strike first, as you wished?"

Chen Guan gave the Eight Kings a thumbs up, "Deserving of the Eight Kings, with guts."

"Then I won’t be polite." Chen Guan gathered Purple Qi from the East and struck towards the Eight Kings with a punch.

Purple Qi from the East, empowered with Secret Technique of One, carried terrifying destructive power, even a top-level tank Secret Spirit of level 30 might find it hard to resist without retreating.

But when the purple haze-like punch wind struck the Eight Kings, it felt like a breeze touching the face, without stirring any impact; the Purple Qi dispersed entirely in front of the Eight Kings, not even touching his body.

"The Eight Kings truly deserve being a Secret Spirit descending from Grotto Heaven; though most of the power is bound to the Nether Spring, used to suppress Netherworld City, the strength remains extraordinary. Trying to defeat them, I must think further on how to take Fujimura Reiko and escape." Chen Guan thought to himself, considering what to do if he couldn’t win.

He could accept losing but wouldn’t hinder him from pursuing his goal, as he wasn’t exactly a rule-abiding gentleman.