Come, come, come, the battle’s going to start soon, bet on Ye Xiwen’s win, if lost then compensation is ten, bet on Mo Han’s win, if lost then compensation is 0.5!” A disciple had opened up a gambling house on the side and was shouting loudly. Many disciples started to bet and looking at the odds of the battle, most of them bet on Mo Han’s victory, as no one wanted to take a risk and bet on Ye Xiwen’s victory, even though the compensation of 10 was very high, because it was no different than betting on a miracle.
“This is so hateful, how dare you look down on our little brother!” A female voice came out from the crowd. Standing in the crowd, there was a pretty woman and appeared to be 20 years old, on her side, stood a handsome youth who appeared to be 23 or 24 years old.
They were actually Ye Ruxue and Ye Feng, the two elder siblings of Ye Xiwen. Today, not just the people of Tongtian peak had gathered around the Life and Death Arena, because, this battle had attracted the attention of a lot of people, even from the other nine peaks. Many disciples from the other nine peaks had rushed over early in the morning to watch this battle.
Ye Ruxue and Ye Feng would naturally come to watch their little brother’s fight, in addition to them, the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain sub-school had also come to cheer for Ye Xiwen, because no matter what, he was considered the top disciple of their sub-school and had saved them many times.
And not just the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain sub-school, the new disciples of other sub-schools had also come to watch this battle, because in this battle, Ye Xiwen was not just representing the Qian Yu faction but all of the new disciples and he was also a symbol of resistance against the tyranny of senior disciples. All the eyes were fixated on the arena, curiously anticipating the outcome of the battle.
Seeing the anger seething on Ye Ruxue’s face, Ye Feng smiled wryly, because this was quite normal. Nobody was betting on Ye Xiwen’s victory and the reason was quite obvious to everyone, of course, except Ye Ruxue, because somehow, she always had a lot of confidence on her little brother.
Standing beside the two siblings were Yan Chiling and Zhangsun Yuyin, and others who were on good terms with Ye Xiwen and had come to watch his battle.
“These senior disciples are really bunch of snobs.” Yan Chiling whispered angrily.
Yan Chiling walked up to the front row of the audience and placed his bet: “I bet three hundred spirit stones on Ye Xiwen’s victory!”
Yan Chiling gritted his teeth, but Ye Xiwen was going to fight for the dignity of the new disciples and their faction, so right now, all he could do was show his support.
“I bet four hundred!” Another loud voice followed the voice of Yan Chiling and it belonged to Ye Feng, “I bet on Ye Xiwen’s victory!”
“I bet one hundred!” Ye Ruxue clenched her teeth and said.
“I bet thirty!”
“I bet ten!”
Seeing this, several top disciples also betted on Ye Xiwen’s victory and many new disciples also joined them and betted in favor of Ye Xiwen.
The disciple responsible in the gambling house gave somewhat dumbfounded looks to the people who were betting in favor of Ye Xiwen. He just couldn’t understand what made these new disciples to suddenly go crazy and they started betting on Ye Xiwen’s victory which was simply impossible.
Did not they know that they would lose everything? Although the compensation of 10 looked very attractive if won, but there was no chance of winning for Ye Xiwen, so how could they even dare to bet when they knew that they could lose 10 times the bet they were placing?
These country bumpkins!
The disciple secretly laughed, but there a look of enthusiasm on his face as he warmly received the spirit stones from the new disciples, and with eleven registrations in favor of Ye Xiwen, he also started to look forward to seeing the faces of these country bumpkins once they would lose their bets. Although with one look, it seemed that these people were stupid to be betting on a miracle but even if they had betted in favor of Mo Han, they wouldn’t have won back much with only the compensation of 0.5, so even if they were fools, it was better to try their luck for once rather than playing it safe.
“Who else wants to bet? Hurry up, the duel is about to start!” The disciple shouted.
“I bet 5000 on Ye Xiwen’s victory!”
A slim cyan figure appeared at the entrance.