Nine Regions Fanxian

"The Jiaoming garrison commander has shown off his special abilities, right?"

"It seems that he respects Fang Chen very much."

"Few people can win this bet in front of Jiao Ming's guard."

The saints of the Fire Snake Clan were talking among themselves, looking at Fang Chen from time to time, their eyes full of encouragement and expectation.

"Student Fang Chen, I think we should just forget it."

Hai Xingxing's lips moved slightly: "You can't win the bet with the Fire Snake Clan."

Jiao Ming Zhenshou glanced at Hai Xingxing with a half-smile, then looked at Fang Chen:
"What do you think? Do you want to gamble? For the sake of fairness, I will not use any magic or utilize the power of my inner vision.

As for you, it’s up to you.”

Fang Chen's expression changed when he heard that. He immediately squatted in front of Jiao Ming and began to examine the three lids carefully.

I looked at the peach again and felt like something was wrong.

He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the lid and examined it carefully.

Finally I discovered that the material of this lid is very special, and ordinary internal forces may not be able to penetrate it.

Seeing Fang Chen remained silent, Jiao Ming Zhenshou suddenly took out a transparent crystal bottle.

"There's the essence of Yang Water in here. If you win, it's yours."

"If you lose, just give me three thousand Xuanhui Orders. Actually, you got the upper hand. It's worth at least four thousand Xuanhui Orders."

Fang Chen looked at the Jingyang Water, thought for a while, and nodded slightly:
"Okay, I'll take the gamble."

As soon as these words came out, the voices of Jiao Wuji and others immediately rang out:

"Open the shop, open the shop!"

Jiao Wuji: "I'm going to bet one thousand Xuanhui Orders on classmate Fang Chen, so I'll take it on credit first!"

"I'll bet on Jiao Ming to guard five hundred Xuanhui Orders!"

"I bet..."

Fang Chen was a little surprised because Jiao Wu Ji actually chose to bet on him to win this time.

As if he had sensed Fang Chen's thoughts, Jiao Wuji smiled bitterly and said:

"Student Fang Chen, I didn't believe you last time, which led to my terrible defeat.

This time, I decided to trust you again!"

"The odds are out, Fang Chen wins 1 to 10.

Jiao Ming won the defense, ten to one."

A saint shouted.

The scene became extremely lively and noisy.

When Jiao Wu Ji heard the odds, his eyes suddenly sparkled.

Fang Chen felt that he didn't believe in himself at all.

Instead, he wanted to take advantage of an upset and win back all his losses at once.

This is a desperate and extremely gambling behavior!

Jiao Ming Guard said with a smile:
"Student Fang Chen, do you want to place a bet? If you win, you can also take away a sum of Xuanhui Orders and Jingyang Water."

"Student Fang Chen, a little gambling is good for your health."

Hai Xingxing winked and kept reminding.

Fang Chen's expression changed. If he won, he would get both the Inner Scene Yuan Stone and the Jing Yang Water. Wouldn't that be bad?

And he was not sure of winning.

At this moment, Zhou Tianzhijian's voice suddenly sounded:

"Brother, after you bought the Red Coral Shell, there aren't many Inner Scenery Stones left, right?
I've counted it for you, and there are only three thousand five hundred and forty-seven in total!

You bet everything on it and make a killing! "

"Xiao Zhou, this is not a safe thing to do, what if you lose everything?
Besides, I am not particularly short of inner scene stones now."

"What? How come you don't have any shortage? I told you about the Ghost Eye, did you forget that you still have to pay me a fee?"

"Xiao Zhou, isn't it because I already have the eyes of the Xinggui Clan that the cause and effect is small? Isn't this just a piece of cake for you?"

"You are wrong, I just have a little extra money, so I can let you eat the food of the next year in advance.

I've done the math for you.

You owe me at least 50,000 inner scene stones this time.

I originally planned to ask you to pay back 500 yuan a year, and it would be paid off in 130 years.

But you have a rare opportunity now, how can you miss it? "

"I'm living on my own money? You mean... I borrowed money from you?"

"Correct."

"How could I not know? And it's 500 a year, why is it 130 years? Isn't that 65,000?"

“No interest required?”

"……Good for you."

Fang Chen was too lazy to argue with Zhou Tian Zhi Jian, and immediately took out three thousand inner scene essence stones:

"Jiao Ming is guarding. I bet three thousand Xuanhui Orders. Bet on me to win."

Zhou Tian Zhi Jian: "Why don't you bet on the remaining 547?"

"Keep it for backup." Fang Chen thought secretly in his heart.

"Are you really going to stake your three thousand Xuanhui Orders?"

Jiao Ming's eyes became more and more fiery:

"Really? A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

"real."

Fang Chen nodded seriously.

Hai Xingxing subconsciously patted her forehead.

It’s over.

Something is going to happen this time.

After a brief silence, the nearby Fire Snake Saints burst into cheers.

"Classmate Fang Chen, you are also one of my generation. I bet one thousand on you and you bet three thousand on yourself. Let's make a fortune together this time!"

Jiao Wu Ji was very excited.

"Hey."

Jiao Ming glanced at him, a barely perceptible sneer flashing in his eyes.

Then he nodded slightly:
"Okay, I'll take your bet.

Next, you just need to guess where my peach is, and you win."

As he spoke, he waved his hands, leaving behind afterimages.

The three lids changed flexibly in his hands.

The peach seemed to have inexplicably disappeared from the sight of the saints.

It's hard to tell which lid it is.

After a few breaths, Jiao Ming Zhenshou smiled confidently and said:
"Student Fang Chen, guess what. You only have one chance."

Hai Xingxing couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Fang Chen.

He suddenly realized that the chances of winning this bet were only 33%.

Even if this Jiaoming garrison does not use any cheating means.

For those who participate in the gambling, the chance of winning is only 33%.

"From the very beginning, I was trapped."

Hai Xingxing sighed inwardly.

At that time, Fang Chen squatted in front of the three lids, staring at them carefully.

Jiao Ming was guarding the place without rushing and remained calm and composed.

There were circles of Fire Snake Saints surrounding him.

A saint could not help but say:
"The one on the far right?"

"Bullshit, I think it's the one in the middle. Classmate Fang Chen, drive the one in the middle, you will definitely win!"

"Why am I looking at the one on the left?!"

The saints were talking to each other, and the noise was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Fang Chen was not affected by them, but reached out to grab the lid in the middle.

Jiao Ming Zhenshou raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"This does not."

After Fang Chen finished speaking, he opened the lid.

It was empty inside.

After saying this, he reached for the other lid:
"This, neither."

The lid was opened and there was nothing inside.

The noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

Jiao Wuji stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and suddenly his eyes turned red with excitement:

"I've turned over, old man!"

"I've turned the tables!"

He grabbed Hai Xingxing's arm:
"I have turned the tables! I will return the Xuanhui Order to you later!!!"

Hai Xingxing couldn't believe it and rubbed her eyes subconsciously, but the result was still the same as before.

Student Fang Chen won! ?

Most of the Fire Snake Saints nearby were guarding Jiao Ming.

Now seeing this scene, he was completely distraught and muttered to himself.

What's more, the Saint of the Fire Snake Clan slapped him hard!

The smile on Jiao Ming Zhenshou's face suddenly froze, as if he had seen an incredible scene.

After a long while, he slowly nodded:
"Student Fang Chen, you won. You have to accept the loss. You can take the Jingyang Water and Xuanhui."

After saying that, he handed the crystal bottle containing the Jingyang Water to Fang Chen.

At the same time, he took out a large pile of inner scene stones, roughly estimated, at least 20,000 to 30,000. (End of this chapter)