The whole world is practicing martial arts, only I am a mage

"Only I can see the real data."

After watching the battle between Tang Zhiqiang and the Swastika, Chen Yu has another understanding of his system.

"Who's next?"

Chen Yu took out four 10,000-yuan chips from the boy's machine, and asked.

At this time, the machine is updated in real time, and a new market has appeared on it.

After watching it, the little boy said with a slightly weird expression: "The next match will be in half an hour, and it will be a match between the disabled hand and... a rookie named Mage."

Coming to me so soon?

Chen Yu looked at the handicap information and wanted to bet all 40,000 yuan on himself, but when he saw the bet, he showed the same weird expression as a little boy.

"This way..."

[The player "Mage" loses the game within 10 seconds] Odds 1.4

[The player "Mage" loses the game within 30 seconds] Odds 1.8

[Player "Mage" loses the game within 1 minute] Odds 2.5

[Player "Mage" loses the game within 3 minutes] Odds 5

[Player "Mage" wins the game] Odds 20

"..."

The corner of Chen Yu's mouth twitched.

No wonder I was allowed to participate in the competition. It turns out that there is still such a game.

Chen Yu was thinking about it before.

As long as he has 34 blood on the surface, no matter who he hits, he will lose.

If you only bet on winning or losing, the casino is definitely losing money.

However, after seeing this new handicap, Chen Yu understood that the dealer is worthy of being a dealer, and they will never lose money.

In the new handicap, there is no handicap that can win this choice.

"This mage only has 34 points of blood, it looks like another massacre." The little boy looked at the newly opened handicap information and said with emotion.

"Slaughter Bureau?"

Chen Yu looked at the little boy.

The little boy explained: "There have been such bets before, but very few. It's ordinary people playing with warriors, betting on how long ordinary people can last."

"This kind of gamble is very cruel. How can ordinary people and warriors fight? There is no way to fight. They are simply slaughtered."

When the little boy said this, he showed an expression of lingering fear.

"What do you think this mage is planning?"

"If you want to die, this method of death is the most painful. The disabled hand is a very cruel person, even crueler than a rabbit. I can already see the consequences of the mage."

"Sir, hurry up and bet, I'm going to take a break."

Although the little boy had been working in the underground boxing ring, he couldn't see the scene of torture and killing.

Chen Yu weighed the chips in his hand.

Odds 20!

If I win, 40,000 will become 800,000!

At that time, blind boxes and free attribute points can all be bought.

"Bet on the mage to win."

"ah?"

"No, sir, you have to be careful, this is different from the last game."

Maybe it's because I have a good impression of Chen Yu, maybe it's because Chen Yu's choice is too outrageous.

How can ordinary people beat warriors.

What's more, it's the cruelest and most inhuman handicap in this underground boxing ring?

Chen Yu didn't refute the little boy's words, but just asked, "Are you rich?"

"I......"

"Sometimes opportunities are rare, it just depends on whether you can grasp them."

After Chen Yu left these words, he left the auditorium.

Only the little boy was left standing there.

Chen Yu didn't know if the little boy could understand. He didn't say it clearly because he didn't know the little boy's situation.

Leaving an ambiguous sentence was the only thing Chen Yu could do.

 …

"Welcome back!"

half an hour later.

The host stepped into the bloody cage again.

He said in a high-pitched voice: "Presumably everyone has seen that the bet this time is a little different from the past."

"That's right!"

"This time is the long-awaited massacre!"

"Our rookie mage will face off against Can Hand. How long do you think the rookie mage can last in the face of the brutal and bloodthirsty Can Hand?"

"Is it 10 seconds?"

"Still 30 seconds?"

"Or 1 minute?"

"Now, let's invite our protagonist to appear on the stage. He is known for his cruelty and implements the aesthetics of violence, but his crippled right hand has become his most handy weapon!"

"Please...the disabled hand!!!"

Following the host's rhythmic introduction, a man with a gloomy complexion, a steel hook hanging on his right arm, and a red mask with a strange face walked onto the ring.

Remnant hands came to the stage, and the following cheered again and again.

In the underground boxing ring, the more violent and eccentric, the more spectators.

"Handless, kill him!"

"I bet 2 million on the broken hand, and I pressure you to kill him within 10 seconds. If you let me know that you let go, you will die!"

A fat man sitting in the vip stands under the stage said to the disabled hand.

The disabled hand gave Fatty a reassuring look.

"Three seconds."

"Within three seconds, he won't continue to pant on stage."

The guarantee of the handicap gave confidence to many people in the audience. Before the handicap closed, everyone rushed to buy to end the game within 10 seconds.

Especially after the host invited Chen Yu out...

"Fuck, is this weaker than ordinary people?"

"I've seen a massacre before. I'm an active boxer. I didn't even catch a martial artist's move, and I was torn to pieces by the disabled hand."

"Just this little arm, I can do it myself."

"This is another welfare bureau, giving away money for nothing."

"You said the same thing in the last round. In the end, you lost tens of thousands."

"This time is different from last time. Don't worry, bet on me. This man named Mage will definitely not be able to last 10 seconds."

"It's not necessarily true, what if the remaining hand releases water?"

"He didn't dare. Did you see that fat man before? That's a member of the Fire Phoenix family. If the disabled hand dared to play tricks in front of him, he wouldn't even know how to die."

"The Fire Phoenix family? Is that the only family in Nanqing City that has inherited martial arts by blood?"

"It's them. This fat man is the second child of the Huohuang family, and he is extremely fond of gambling."

"That's it, press it all in!"

Nobody likes Chen Yu.

Even the little boy in the auditorium was stunned when he saw Chen Yu.

It never occurred to him that the young gentleman who spoke softly and kindly before was actually a mage.

The little boy's eyes were full of worry.

For some reason, he felt that Chen Yu was different from the gamblers here, he was a good person.

So, the little boy didn't want anything to happen to him.

At this moment, Chen Yu's words suddenly flashed in the little boy's mind.

"Seize the opportunity..."

"Could it be that?"

In the boxing ring for many years, the little boy has seen all kinds of weird fights.

After much deliberation, the little boy finally gritted his teeth and made his own decision...

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