Ziyue Roulian's steps moved lightly, her skirt fluttered, and she climbed on a high platform, showing a noble and elegant charm in her gestures, and she was full of admirable confidence when she smiled.

On the other hand, Lu Suifeng seemed to have lost his previous calmness, and his feet trembled a little when he even walked, and he looked completely depressed, if the general was on the battlefield, this was called cowardice before fighting, and he even wanted to escape from the battle.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone present showed a look of disdain, and no one would show pity and sympathy for a person who pretended to be forced, and some were just gloating, waiting to see a good show.

"Hmph! It seems that this kid was completely bluffing before, and at this point, it's too late to retreat!"

"It's too arrogant! Dare to argue with the Emperor of the Instrument is completely digging his own grave and bringing humiliation on himself. ＂

"I'm afraid it's not necessarily! You know, this is not an ordinary competition, but also involves a shocking gamble. If you don't have a little deep confidence to support it, who will be brain-dead to call a machine emperor? At least I don't believe it!

"Yes, the people in the world who have such great luck can actually open out rare strange things from the recognized waste rocks. So, I always wonder if this kid can't be a pig and a tiger all the time, right? ＂

"It's very likely! It's just that if I want to believe that this kid is a hidden refining master, I really can't find any reason. ＂

"The world is so big, there are no wonders, anything can happen. Are you interested in joining forces to open a handicap, let everyone place a bet, and bet on the final outcome of the competition. Why don't I wait here to open a handicap?" A middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous robe with a long beard and a chest-length beard said loudly to an old man with white temples beside him, and this proposal immediately attracted countless voices of approval.

"Well, the idea is good, the handicap of the duel above the king of weapons, one to fifty, is absolutely exciting, enough to make people's blood boil. The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and spoke with interest.

This kind of thing does not affect the competition on the high platform, and there is no suspicion of violating the rules when opening a handicap under the market. What's more, where is there no gambling word in life, otherwise the world will be too dull and boring, and it can be said that every choice encountered in life is inseparable from this "gambling" word.

"Hehe, everyone, the way of the instrument can be described as extremely mysterious, until the last moment, it is still full of endless suspense and variables. Therefore, the old man and the two joined forces to open a handicap here to help the fun...... ＂

There is such a good thing? Everyone has a feeling that the pie in the sky is broken, and naturally knows how to bet and bet on which side. None of the people sitting here are vegetarians, fuel-efficient lamps, this kind of gambling game that is sure to win and not lose, how can it be easy to let go, I can't wait to bet all my belongings at once, and win him with a jar full of jars. It's a pity that the handicap has a bottom line, starting at 10 million and capping at 1 billion.

Next, there was a spectacular scene of hundreds of people queuing up to bet in the hall, but they were all big people with status, no one was noisy, and always maintained due courtesy and bearing, silently completing the process of betting in a silence, and even those instrumentalists were itching to bet.

The two people who opened the market were both big names in Ziwei City, and no one questioned the integrity of the two. The middle-aged man in the robe was busy recording the number of bets made by everyone, the white-haired old man grinned and couldn't close his mouth, counting the crystal cards to the sour hands, and the crystal forehead of the bets was nearly 10 billion, and it was strange that the hands did not count the sour.

It is conceivable that there are more than 100 big people here, as well as a group of wealthy instrument masters, naturally none of them are optimistic about the lonely and unknown foreign boy, and almost all of them are full of one billion yuan on that high-level instrument emperor Zi Yuerou. Every character in the city is a ruthless character, as long as you seize the opportunity, no one will be merciful, no matter who the you are.

"What are the odds for the bets on the handicap?" Zi Yan said softly with interest as she looked at the group of people who were busy placing bets.

"The odds of betting on Zimengge to win are one to one, and the odds of betting on my young master to win are one to fifty. It's just a bunch of dogs who look down on people!" Feng Susu said angrily, listening to Ziyan's question, she immediately understood what the other party meant, she and Lu Suifeng didn't get along for a long time, and she didn't know how advanced his attainments were in refining weapons, so she hesitated and didn't know whether to bet or not.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Ziyan flicked her hand casually, and the three Saint Crystal Cards flew into the air with a hazy and charming color, pulling out a crystal brilliance.

Feng Susu stretched out her slender jade hand to catch it, the flowers on her face bloomed, and her divine sense probed a little into the card, each card contained a billion holy crystals, no need to ask to know, this is to ask her to place a full bet on behalf of the third daughter.

Gambling is a gambling game, and there is a gambling game. What kind of gamble is this side down, isn't it cheating on the father, trying to lose the banker? Until this time, the situation has not changed in the slightest, which has made the two big men who opened the market continue to lament.

"Bet on the defeat of the Purple Dream Pavilion, a billion holy crystals!" Feng Susu's voice sounded.

When the man in the fancy dress who opened the plate heard this, his whole body was shocked, his face suddenly turned pale, and his heart sank to the bottom, is this still alive? With a long sigh, he was about to ask the white-haired old man beside him to open the betting credentials, when he suddenly said "um", frowned, and said, "What did you say?

"Girl, are you sure?" The middle-aged man in fancy clothes took a deep breath, took the three Saint Crystal Cards, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and an irrepressible look of joy flashed under his eyes;

Everyone pursed their lips slightly when they heard this, and they all looked at Feng Susu with a kind of coercive eyes, and it was estimated that only these three women in the audience would bet on Zige's defeat. It's betting there, it's like pouring Saint Crystals into the sea. Someone opened his mouth, as if he wanted a kind reminder, and when the words came to his mouth, he changed his words: "The girl has a unique eye, I am ashamed of myself!"

"Exactly!" Feng Susu nodded with certainty, not a little joking.

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes suddenly laughed to the root of his ears, it was the expression of seeing the pie falling from the sky, and there was a kind of ecstasy of being in a desperate situation, but in order to confirm that what he heard was true, he still said with a solemn face: "Does the girl know the rules of the gambling game? If the two parties to the bet want to bet, they can only bet on themselves to win!"

This is not nonsense, any handicap has this rule, otherwise it will be chaotic, if the parties bet on the other party to win, they want to lose, it is not as easy as drinking boiled water.

Feng Susu was a little surprised when she heard this: "Is this girl making a mistake, or is there something wrong with your ears?"

"This girl is indeed betting on the defeat of the Purple Dream Pavilion!" someone confirmed on the side.

"Okay, very good!" The middle-aged man in Huafu swept away his frustration, with this large amount of money, he would only make steady progress without losing money, and his face was flushed with excitement like chicken blood, lest there be a change and quickly opened the betting credentials, which fell not a pie, but a crystal mountain, and then felt very difficult.

Some of the people who came to bet on this all took a breath when they saw this, and someone actually bet a billion holy crystals on that kid's body, either they were brain-dead or they were fully sure.

All of a sudden, those who had originally made up their minds to bet on the Purple Dream Pavilion to win suddenly hesitated and hesitated, and began to make a planned choice to put the eggs in the two blues to ensure that nothing went wrong.

As a result, the pressure on the handicap dealer became heavy again, although the bet on the Purple Dream Pavilion to win was close to 10 billion Saint Crystals, and the bets on the other side were less than 400 million Saint Crystals. However, the odds of the handicap opened are 1 to 50, and if Zimengge loses, the handicap dealer will still lose with a big loss. It's just that when things develop to this extent, they can only be left to fate.

"I really don't know that this self-confidence comes from there, so desperate, beware of bankruptcy!" An old man dressed in an instrument master's costume squinted his eyes, and his gaze was grim with a goatee; "I think this kid is just an instrument sect at best, and Senior Sister Zi is a high-level instrument emperor, the two are not comparable at all, and there is no suspense at all." ＂

"So what? Isn't it a billion holy crystals, the so-called willingness to gamble and lose, this girl has always liked to challenge the impossible. Feng Susu pursed his lips and said excitedly, "What's more, one to fifty, how cost-effective is this!"

Boom! Eyeballs fell all around, and someone couldn't help but laugh.

"Is that because of this?" someone asked jokingly.

"The so-called high risk and high reward, how can there be so much stable water in the world waiting for people to drink. The strength of the Purple Dream Pavilion is in the clear, and there are no secrets to speak of. And the cost performance is so low. It's not exciting, it's not fun, it's not suspenseful, it's not potential!"

However, no one can see the depth of the other party, this is the suspense, so until the last moment, no one can tell. Feng Susu moved his fingers and talked a lot, it sounded crazy, and when he thought about it, it seemed to make some sense.

Some people around them began to think about it when they heard this, and some even worried about whether they had bet on the wrong owner, and began to seriously adjust their betting methods.

That sounds like a lot of truth. Someone suddenly said, "Okay! Just buy Zimeng Pavilion and lose, 100 million!"

"Cut! You don't see that kid's legs are trembling, as if he doesn't even have the courage to go on stage, who would dare to bet on him?"

At this moment, there was a lot of commotion on the building, almost everyone's face showed a look of astonishment, and on another high platform, at some point, suddenly appeared a boy who looked really young, wearing a green shirt, and his shoulder-length hair was tied back very casually, giving people an elegant and elegant feeling, and his body was full of a strong smell of books.

"Huh!" did you see how this kid got up?" Someone was still rubbing his eyes, suspecting that he was hallucinating in his own eyes.