Capítulo 1104: Chapter 65: Cold Steel, Hot Blood (Final)
Qin Qianbai cannot defeat the champion, this is an obvious fact.
After the grueling battle with Vite, she no longer has ample strength. The severe injuries on her body were hastily treated, such treatnt cannot guarantee her ability to continue fighting. Not to ntion her current state, even in her pri before this battle, she would’ve struggled to win.
However, no one voiced any objections.
Because the unique aura of the victor pushed her spirit to an unprecedented peak. It doesn’t matter whether she’s strong or weak, it doesn’t matter what the outco is, just riding on this montum to shout out from the impulse of the heart——
Fight with . Right now, right here!
“Alright!”
The champion accepted the challenge, without hesitation. A true martial artist should be decisive, ready to fight at any ti, always at the peak of their self-confidence. He raised his right hand, the glass of the top floor of the casino shattered instantly, a steel war beast fell from the highest level with a thunderous roar, holding a bright silver broad sword between its claws.
“Sha!” The beast emitted an excited cry. The man in black casually took the giant sword onto his shoulder, flipped with one hand and jumped onto the ring. “Two minutes ’til we start!” The man in black announced happily, everyone could see the champion’s mood at this mont. Discussions rose like a tide, the official betting reopened urgently, the top-level VIPs placed imnse bets, wagering that the champion would decide the match within a few moves, while the gamblers at the bottom level had shifty eyes.
At the mont the champion stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere reverted to wild chaos, bringing this underground Heaven back to madness. He is the undisputed master of the Steel Battle Arena, a single move can stir the hearts of the fanatics.
“7th-level VIP, bet 5 million Kerry on 5 moves!” The voice of the robot dealer echoed continuously, “8th-level VIP, bet 7 million Kerry on 7 moves!” More people wagered on three rounds, quick finishes, betting that Qin Qianbai couldn’t last a face-off…
This is the grandest and wildest gambling in the casino. They don’t bet on win-or-lose, but on how many moves the challenger can withstand under the champion’s hands. The atmosphere created ticulously by martial artists like a Holy Sanctuary fades away in the sound of clinking coins, unparalleled authority overrides the efforts of the contestants, heavy enough to leave one breathless even without a physical form.
On the second level, Gongsun Ce watched all of this indifferently, the Dawn Knight spoke first.
“I oppose any vice like gambling, please take care not to indulge.”
“Of course, Miss Knight.” Gongsun Ce smiled, “Let check my account for a mont…”
“No~need~look here!” Qiluo turns her laptop screen over, displaying an array of pleasing green numbers, this fortune she has won with her bets recently, “The prior bets were for this mont, to show those upstarts so color!”
“Well done, Qiluo.” Gongsun Ce raised a thumb.
“Let bet, let bet!” Shiyu Ling eagerly typed and pressed enter. Three seconds later, the robot dealer’s announcent rang out at the highest volu, bringing silence to the chaotic casino.
“——2nd level, Mister Gongsun Ce, bet one billion Kerry on Qin Qianbai’s victory!”
For a few seconds, no one placed any bets among the maniacs present, which included CEOs of major corporations and heirs of great families; they had enough capital to bet a billion. But these people won’t dump huge amounts into a dood project, no matter how much they love the thrill of gambling, reason would stop them from making such blind and absurd bets. After a brief shock, so proud gamblers were angered, they couldn’t tolerate outsiders from the Empire flaunting wealth, they wanted to place heavier bets to regain their dignity.
Then, the lines of betting tags swiped rapidly across the casino’s holographic projections.
“2nd level, Mister Vite Walton, bet 1 Kerry on Qin Qianbai’s victory.”
Ranger Vitt back on the audience bench tossed a coin to the small robot collecting bets, smiling silently.
“2nd level, Mrs. Berreta Hadrian, bet 1 Kerry on Qin Qianbai’s victory.”
Another coin fell into the small robot’s tray, Beretta took off her hat.
“2nd layer, Mr. Thunderbolt, bet 1 Kerry on Qin Qianbai’s victory.”
Ninja placed a coin, silently clasping his hands together.
“Mr. Farrams… Mr. Zapur… Mr. Senben…” …”1 Kerry on Qin Qianbai’s victory!”
At this mont, the robot’s announcent continued non-stop, warriors who once fought in the casino or are fighting now took out a coin and threw it into the betting tray, making the continuous announcents drown out the ssages of heavy bets. In the casino, those who could receive announcents were not only the lavishly spending wealthy, but also the contestants who fought here. Their priority was higher than any magnate, their single coin, at this mont, had the weight greater than millions of Kerry. This was a privilege granted by the champion to the warriors, those mad enough to bet their lives deserved this little vanity.
This is a gamble, a bet for the weak and the defeated. Even if they win, they won’t gain any benefits, lacking the capital to make a drastic coback, only able to send forth an insignificant coin for a fleeting hope. But even so, they must gamble, to bet that soone new will bring down the champion, to bet on a miracle that might appear in the probabilities where the decimals don’t even reach.
“Do you see this, little girl?” The champion leaned against the elastic ropes at the edge of the ring, “Everyone here is a bunch of losers, fools who can’t overco their desires, diocrities who can’t defeat the strong. Yet only at this mont, this second, their eyes will ignite with the sa fire as yours.
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