"I shall place my bet on young friend Chu Feng of Greenwood Mountain."
This voice suddenly rang out, startling many of those present. They truly hadn't expected that someone would place a bet on such a weak disciple as Chu Feng.
After all, the stakes in this gambling were extraordinarily high. Who could be such a fool as to bet on this waste? Could it be that they had money to burn?
But when they turned toward the source of the voice, they discovered it was Miao Renlong of the Spirit World Alliance—he was the one who had bet on Chu Feng.
"This… Senior Miao, what's gotten into him?"
He hadn't bet on the sister flowers from the Myriad Flower Academy, nor on Su Mei and Lin Yezhou of the Spirit World Alliance. Instead, he had placed his bet on Chu Feng.
This was truly baffling. After all, Miao Renlong's reputation was far from insignificant. If it were someone else who had lost their head, that might be understandable—but Miao Renlong didn't seem like that kind of person at all.
"I too shall bet on young friend Chu Feng of Greenwood Mountain." And just as everyone was reeling with shock, yet another voice rang out.
This person was none other than the Alliance Master of the Spirit World Alliance.
"He bet on Chu Feng too? What's going on? Could it be because Chu Feng's barrier technique is truly formidable, so they're propping him up like this?"
At that moment, everyone was speculating wildly, yet none could arrive at a conclusion. Only those who knew that Chu Feng was a named disciple of the Spirit World Alliance thought of a possible explanation.
"One bet on Chu Feng." But suddenly, yet another voice rang out—it was the White Ape Half-Emperor from Greenwood Mountain, and he too placed his wager on Chu Feng.
Shocking. This was far too shocking. If the two from the Spirit World Alliance had bet on Chu Feng, people could still come up with one explanation. But when someone from Greenwood Mountain also bet on Chu Feng, they truly couldn't make sense of it.
"Chu Feng." Dugu Xingfeng also rose to his feet and spoke. As he said these words, he smiled and gave Chu Feng a nod, as though showing goodwill.
Madness. Utter madness.
It wasn't the four who had placed bets who were mad—it was the onlooking crowd.
What was going on? Among the one hundred and eighty disciples of these nine forces, the weakest one had, in the blink of an eye, received four bets—tying with the Myriad Flower Academy's strongest sister flowers for the highest number! This was truly hard to accept.
"I bet on Qin Lingyun." Tuoba Shakuang of Greenwood Mountain spoke up, decisively placing his bet on Qin Lingyun.
"Finally, someone normal. I was really afraid everyone would bet on that waste."
After Tuoba Shakuang spoke, people finally breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling as though they weren't living in a dream—they were still in reality. It was just that those baffling bets moments ago remained impossible for them to figure out.
At this moment, everyone turned their gaze toward the Sword Forging Manor. Who would receive the most bets would depend on them—they were, after all, the only ones who hadn't placed their wagers yet.
"Young friend Wan'er, I know you won't let me down. I'll continue to bet on you." The Sword Forging Manor's Sect Master spoke first, and from his words one could tell that he had always been fond of Nie Wan'er whenever he placed his bets.
At this moment, Nie Wan'er returned a warm and charming smile to the Sword Forging Manor's Sect Master, thanking this great figure for his support.
"Since the Sect Master has bet on Lady Wan'er, I shall bet on Xi'er." An elder of the Sword Forging Manor spoke. His strength was formidable—he was an Eighth-rank Half-Emperor, even stronger than the White Ape Half-Emperor and Tuoba Shakuang, and was one who possessed the capital to bet.
With the dust settled, although Chu Feng had miraculously tied with the strongest sister flowers in bets, he was ultimately overtaken.
Now, only the instigator of this gambling—the Unscrupulous Old Daoist—had yet to place his bet.