Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 848 - 847: The Game of Chess

"I bet he can participate in ten matches! Directly rated at level ten!"

When Shi Heng said this, there was a sense of defiance in his tone.

At this mont, the big screen in the arena displayed Wang Ye's strength information.

Yi.

Realm: Mid-Stage Sixth Grade Cultivator.

Upon seeing Wang Ye's identity, everyone turned their gaze to Shi Heng, showing a strong smile on their faces.

Just a Mid-Stage Sixth Grade Cultivator.

There's no way he can make it to the tenth match!

The previous newcors, all of whom were Sixth Grade Peak cultivators, were eliminated in the sixth or seventh match.

And this Mid Sixth-Rank cultivator, thinking he can reach the tenth match, is nothing but wishful thinking and daydreaming.

Absolutely impossible!

These people, who had previously looked at Shi Heng with so fear, now looked at him with great joy, as if they were seeing the God of Wealth.

Being stared at with such eyes, Shi Heng couldn't help but twitch his lips a few tis.

Why do these people's gazes seem strangely familiar, like I saw them sowhere yesterday?

"How much are you planning to bet?"

Soone looked at him with expectant eyes and asked.

Shi Heng sighed, the scene from yesterday flashed in his mind, it was really similar to the extre.

However, yesterday's bet was proposed by Wang Ye, and today, it was proposed by him.

Shi Heng glanced in the direction where Wang Ye was, and for a mont, Shi Heng very much believed Wang Ye could indeed hold on till the tenth match.

But the key issue was, he wasn't short of money and had no intention of fleecing these people.

Yet, these people were looking at him with such expectant eyes, how could he bear to disappoint them?

Shi Heng was a kind-hearted person after all.

He could only bear the pain in his heart and said, "Then I'll bet a hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Hiss.

Shi Heng's words caused everyone present to take a deep breath.

After all, when Shi Heng said he felt Wang Ye could make it to the tenth match, many eyes had already turned to him, focusing on this matter.

For a mont, so people couldn't contain their excitent and roared directly:

"Damn, we're gonna get rich this ti!"

"I ca here to watch a fight because I was in a bad mood, and now I might even make so money."

"The big shot is indeed a big shot, truly amazing! Simply admirable from the bottom of my heart!"

"Spending money like water, spending money like water!"

Every word reached Shi Heng's mind, but from these people's words, Shi Heng only heard one thing:

"We found a rich fool; we can fleece him this ti."

While discussing, many people were eagerly watching Shi Heng, with so worry in their eyes.

They weren't worried about losing.

After all, they had seen that look in Shi Heng's eyes, showing reluctance.

It was evident that even Shi Heng knew he would definitely lose this ti, but because he didn't want to regret it, he reluctantly put out the money.

They were worried that Shi Heng might regret it afterward.

"A hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Finally, Shi Heng took out a redemption ticket, wrote the amount, and handed it to a nearby official.

After all, if he took out a hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones directly, it would be a huge amount.

In such a situation, writing on a piece of paper was sufficient.

And given the Snow Bear Arena's status, there was no need to worry about custors writing an amount and not paying.

If that happened, the Snow Bear Arena would definitely find a way to punish the guest severely.

And the wealth noted down, the Snow Bear Arena would then find a way to extract that money from the person.

"Brother, you're generous!"

"Brother, what's your na? I feel a connection with you, would you like to be friends?"

"Brother, I heard there's a new girl at The Ministry of Music, with very tender skin. How about we go there tonight, my treat?"

Many people looked at Shi Heng with anticipation.

Making friends was just a pretense.

They felt that if they could befriend Shi Heng, with his foolish spending habits, they would surely gain a lot of money from him.

"Get lost!"

Shi Heng, disregarding his image, yelled at those people and sat down.

Shi Heng's heart was filled with anger.

Dammit.

These people were treating him like an idiot.

Do I really look that foolish?

Can't I see through such low-level deception?

Those who wanted to befriend Shi Heng felt a bit regretful upon seeing his resolute refusal.

It was rare to co across a rich fool, but apparently, he wasn't entirely foolish.

...

On the stage.

Opposite Wang Ye, a Mid-Stage Sixth Grade Cultivator appeared.

A Sixth Grade Early Stage cultivator rarely appeared on this stage.

After all, the Sixth Grade was a significant realm, aning the opponents encountered on this stage were all at the Sixth Grade Realm.

They could be Mid-Stage Sixth Grade, or Sixth Grade Peak.

In such a situation, being at the Sixth Grade Early Stage, there's hardly any advantage to be had.

Even Mid-Stage Sixth Grade cultivators struggle.

So, those above, upon seeing Wang Ye's strength, imdiately felt that Wang Ye was dood to fail.

Dood to fail!

"Mid-Stage Sixth Grade Cultivator, Wan."

The cultivator opposite Wang Ye, coldly glanced at him. On this stage where it's either you die, or I perish, Wan didn't hide his killing intent towards Wang Ye at all.

"Mid-Stage Sixth Grade Cultivator, Yi."

Wang Ye did not show much killing intent, but spoke softly.

This performance of Wang Ye made the people on the stage think even more that he was dood to lose.

No killing intent, how to win?

On the stage, soone who bet Wang Ye wouldn't last a round laughed out loud.

"See, I told you this kid wouldn't last a round; now I'll take this money!"

"Making money, who knew today's first pot of gold would co this easy."