Chapter 127 Qian Renxue: What gambler loses every day?!
Jiang Nian hesitated whether to go in, after all, he had never seen what the catwoman or fox woman looked like.
However, Qian Renxue was the first to explode.
She glared coldly at the guy, scaring him away, then reached her fingers into Jiang Nian's clothes and twisted them hard.
"What are you doing?"
"You're yelling at me?!"
"No, I'm thinking about something."
"Hmph~ thinking about your pretty catwoman, huh?"
Qian Renxue pouted, pulled her hand back, and turned her head away, leaving Jiang Nian with a glimpse of her snow-white neck.
Girls are indeed very observant, but he was really thinking that this small town actually had a gladiatorial arena.
It had little to do with catwomen or fox women.
"Why don't we go take a look?"
"Just take a break, places like this have gambling dens and stuff."
"If you earn more money than me when it's over, then I'll grant you one request for free, okay?"
The little golden retriever, Bling Bling, perked up its ears, its eyes shining brightly.
"You said it, right? Grant me one request for free, don't regret it later!"
"Mmm." Jiang chuckled and agreed, putting his arm around her head as they walked towards the arena.
Human nature is prone to gambling; any kind of bet can trigger a subconscious interest.
From rock-paper-scissors to life-or-death situations.
As long as the excuse or reason is sufficient, anyone can fall into this trap.
If he wanted, he could easily trick the young lady into having five children without any problem.
Of course, even without deceiving her, she'd still have to beg to have them.
The two casually entered a VIP room and looked down, finding quite a few spectators, at least a thousand.
It was similar in nature to the Soul Arena, attracting a large number of gamblers.
If they were short of money, Soul Masters could also enter to compete and earn some extra cash.
However, everyone who steps onto the arena must sign a waiver of life and death.
"A fighting arena of this scale can't be run without a Soul Saint or Soul Douluo family..."
"Little Jiang, can you tell which family's business this is?"
Jiang Nian shook his head. He wasn't a god; he was new here and hadn't even figured out the power dynamics, how could he possibly know?
"What, you want to steal it?"
"No way, just asking."
Qian Renxue looked at the thousand-year-old Soul Beasts fighting Soul Masters in the fighting cage, feeling somewhat bored.
She'd rather take a stroll through the Star Dou Great Forest.
But this guy made a bet with her, so she had to watch seriously.
Soon, this match ended, and the next match was between a level 35 Soul Venerable facing an eight-hundred-year-old Soul Beast. The betting was about to begin.
Each of them would contribute 100,000 gold Soul Coins as starting capital; whoever had more after leaving would win.
The rules were simple, and Qian Renxue loved to play.
She didn't think she would lose, confidently awaiting her victory.
"I'll bet 50,000 on that Soul Master!"
"Then I'll bet 100,000 on that Soul Beast."
Qian Renxue paused, her gaze towards Jiang Nian turning strange.
Each person only had 100,000 gold soul coins; if they lost this match, he'd have nothing.
"Idiot, aren't you going to save some?"
"You don't understand, going all in is a form of wisdom."
Jiang Nian pulled out a fan from somewhere, opening it to shield his face, revealing only his eyes.
"Tch~ Then you can just wait to lose. That Soul Beast is only about 800 years old; how could it possibly defeat a Soul Venerable?"
Qian Renxue muttered, thinking that when she was a Soul Venerable, killing thousand-year-old Soul Beasts was like cutting melons and vegetables. Even if that contestant wasn't as good as her, he shouldn't be unable to defeat someone who was only 800 years old, right?
Hmm! She believed in her choice!
Once Xiao Jiang lost everything, she wouldn't be so polite... The more she thought about it, the more excited the little golden-haired boy became, shaking his golden hair and swinging his legs, already impatient.
After an incense stick's time, the gamblers had placed their chips and were waiting for the betting to begin.
Jiang Nian gently waved his fan, seemingly unfazed by the tension.
Inside the fighting cage, the Soul Master activated his Martial Soul, a standard combination of yellow and purple, giving Qian Renxue immense confidence.
She silently watched the arena, inwardly cheering for the Soul Master.
Initially, the two were evenly matched. It wasn't until the Soul Master used his millennium-old Soul Skill that the tide turned.
Before the gamblers could even rejoice, they saw him being slapped away, rolling several times before finally coming to a stop.
"No way! Can't you react to that speed?!" Qian Renxue slammed her hand on the table in frustration, her face flushed red with anger.
They all thought they were going to win at first.
But then this reversal happened... Jiang Nian closed his fan, quietly waiting for the maid to bring over the gold soul coins.
With odds of 1.5, he'd make a killing of 50,000.
Meanwhile, Little Golden Hair's initial investment had already shrunk by half.
Unless she can keep winning, there's nothing left.
The next match is about to begin.
This time, the competition is much stronger: a level 53 Soul King versus a seven-thousand-year-old Mamba Serpent.
Qian Renxue hesitated for a long time before finally betting on the Mamba Serpent.
Jiang Nian went all in again, betting on the Soul King.
"Wait, you're betting everything?"
"High risk, high reward. Xiaoxue, you're just making a last-ditch effort. You'll either eat meat or eat noodles."
"Tch~ I'll wait until you lose everything, not even your underwear!"
The girl snorted coldly, convinced of her choice.
She didn't believe this guy could keep winning.
What gambler loses every day?
She's sure to win this time!
The battle begins, and Ji Baicu is the first to activate his Martial Soul.
A yellow-yellow-purple-purple-purple configuration, it's not bad.
The brutal, hand-to-hand combat between the two sides is thrilling to watch, but Jiang Nian is looking around.
Where are the catwomen? Where are they?
What a disappointment…
Qian Renxue was completely absorbed in the battle, wishing she could defeat that Soul Master in Mamba Snake's place.
It was clear she really wanted to win.
A few minutes into the fight, Mamba Snake let out a howl and collapsed, blood streaming down his face, his body convulsing.
"Ouch! How did I get elbowed?!"
"What kind of strange Soul Skill is that?!"
The little blond-haired boy slumped onto the sofa in frustration, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Now it was all over.
Half of his initial investment was gone again.
Only 25,000 left. Could he still turn things around?
Could he still win?
"Xiaoxue, do you want to play more?"
"No! Can you tell their strength? That's why you bet everything?" Qian Renxue sat angrily on his lap, about to bite Jiang Nian's neck.
Anyone would think she was raising a vampire.
It felt good, but he felt like the little blond-haired boy was using anger as a pretense to secretly kiss him.
"Consider this your reward, that's all."
Qian Renxue wiped her mouth, her cheeks flushed, her demeanor firm.
He didn't expose the young lady's lecherous heart; he knew without even looking at his neck that it was covered in hickeys.
"Alright, sit down and continue watching. It seems a master is about to appear."
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