Leveling Up And Becoming Undefeatable

Chapter 927 – Blank

Everyone present was stunned.

Ah Si was the person who received the newcomers, so he wouldn’t be speaking nonsense.

Moreover, his expression clearly told everyone that Luo Tian was absolute trash.

Zero talents? This was probably the worst talent to have appeared in Martial Mountain City in the past several decades.

With the addition of a shattered dantian, that meant he was the trash of all trash!

“Shit!”

“No wonder his payout is 15 to 1. But even if the payout is 15 to 1, no one is going to bet any money on him!”

“He is a complete joke! Hahaha…”

All the gamblers started laughing together.

Some of them crowded around Ah Si and asked, “Lord Si, can you please tell us which disciple has potential?”

“Lord Si, you are our beacon in the dark. Whether we can make any money or not will depend on you. As long as I make money on a match, I will immediately hand over a portion to you.”

“That’s right! I will also give you a portion!”

Ah Si was the receiver of the newcomers.

He was familiar with the talents of the thousands of new disciples. Talent was very important as it correlated with one’s cultivation time. Someone with talent and without talent could be the key to their life and death.

Ah Si narrowed his eyes while his mouth curved up. His face held a smug expression.

Each year on this day was the most glamorous time for him. The feeling of a large crowd of people gathered around him gave him unprecedented satisfaction. He looked at the odds before saying, “There’s no need to add anything about the middle talent Wu Feng, right?”

“However much you have, just place it all on him.”

“He will definitely be the newcomer king of this year. I will also reveal something to you guys… Half a month ago, the Bai family already had their eyes on Wu Feng. Even if he doesn’t participate in the competition, he will still be qualified to enter the Bai family. How can someone the Bai family has their eyes on not be the champion?”

“Do you all understand now?”

The gamblers suddenly all rushed toward the windows to place their bets.

“I want to bet twenty xuan coins for Wu Feng winning the championship!”

“I want to bet thirty xuan coins on Wu Feng winning every round he is in!”

“I want to bet fifty xuan coins! I will bet that he will win all his fights, too, hahaha…”

The majority of the people put their xuan coins on Wu Feng.

The third floor of the Gambling Pavilion.

A middle-aged man was standing there with his hands behind his back and looking out a window at the crowd of people below. There was no change in his expression.

A steward-like old man walked over to the middle-aged man and respectfully bowed before saying, “Pavilion Lord, there’s already 3700 xuan coins betting on Wu Feng winning. We are going to lose a lot of money at this rate.”

“Moreover, the leaders of the thirteen sects haven’t made their move yet. This year, they will certainly bet heavily on that disciple Wu Feng. If their bets are similar to the one from last year, a conservative estimate of our losses will be in the tens of thousands of xuan coins. This figure…”

Before the old man could finish speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand to interrupt him, “I know.”

The old man bowed and replied, “Yes.”

He had managed the Gambling Pavilion for Martial Mountain City for ten plus years already. And each year, their income would be very low. The reason was that the talent of the new people who entered the Ancient World would determine everything. Once others get the news, the bets they make will not be wrong.

The chances of them betting wrong would be very rare.

They could still earn a little bit of profit in the past years. But this year, the middle talent Wu Feng suddenly appeared. Even when they lowered the payout odds to the lowest possible, these people still chose to place their bets on Wu Feng. It was very possible that they would have to give back all the profit they’d made for the ten plus years.

The middle-aged man didn’t care about paying out compensation.

What he cared about was this place.

This was a tiny place he hated. He had stayed here hopelessly for fourteen years now. Every year, he had to make an appearance that disgusted him. He was a man with great ambitions, yet he was unable to display it in such a tiny place.

Even if he toiled away for his entire life, he wouldn’t be able to make the xuan coins he needed from a tiny city like Martial Mountain City.

It was useless no matter how hard he tried.

Moreover, he was going to have to regurgitate the profit he had made these past fourteen years. There was a cluster of flames inside him that had been burning with rage for ten plus years. It was now a very intense flame, but no one knew about it apart from himself. Even the steward that has been with him all these years didn’t know.

Dongfang Shuo then said, “The Gambling Pavilion has its rules. I cannot break the rules of the Dongfang family. No matter how much money they bet, I can still afford to pay it out.”

The old man’s eyes flickered slightly before he sighed. “Understood. I will go ahead with the preparations.”

The old man left the room, and Dongfang Shuo’s expression instantly darkened. He was staring off into the distance as he whispered, “Dongfang Xiong, do you really think you can defeat me like this? One day, I will return to the Dongfang family.”

The betting windows were very lively.

It was also getting lively in another area.

“The people from the Four Seas Sect are here!”

“The people from Soaring Sky Sect are here too!”

“The disciples from the Orchid Sect are all here!”

The thirteen powerhouse sects appeared one after another and walked to their designated seats.

Their patriarchs walked in the front. This was followed by two Elders and then a dozen or so elite disciples. After that were the new disciples they recruited a month ago, they were all in high spirits and full of battle intent. Just thinking how today was their day to make a name for themselves made them all unusually excited.

“The people from the Heavenly Plume Sect are here!”

The crowd was in an uproar.

A group of people came out from an entrance, and the crowd noticed they had very few people.

There were only around twelve in total.

Out of the thirteen sects, the Heavenly Plume Sect was the weakest. Their contribution points these past few years were decreasing, so the cultivation resources they received became lesser. Nowadays, not many martial artists would willingly join the Heavenly Plume Sect.

“Did you guys hear? This year, the Heavenly Plume Sect only recruited ten plus disciples, and they happen to be the ones with the weakest talent.”

“I think the whole city knows about this matter.”

“I also heard that the Towering Cloud City’s Bai family wanted to find another force to replace the Heavenly Plume Sect. They have been wasting cultivation resources when they aren’t getting anything in return. Such a sect no longer needs to exist for the Bai family.”

“If Heavenly Plume Sect really doesn’t show any good performance after this year, my guess is that the newly risen Purgatory Sect might replace them.”

“Who dares to say otherwise? Just by looking at their momentum, they will definitely end up at the bottom of this year’s competition. Whoever bets on Heavenly Plume Sect’s disciples will definitely lose everything.”

When the disciples of other sects walked by, they would all be holding their heads up high. The disciples of Heavenly Plume City walked past the crowd with their heads lowered like they didn’t dare to show their faces in public.

The leader of the Heavenly Plume Sect was frowning, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only walk to his seat with a crestfallen expression.

“Woa~!”

There was a sudden commotion.

“The people from the Spirit Gathering Sect are here!”

With this shout, the crowd was instantly stirred up as they looked toward the direction of the Spirit Gathering Sect.

The leader of the Spirit Gathering Sect was completely in the limelight. Behind him wasn’t an Elder of the sect but a disciple – Wu Feng!

This kind of treatment was the first time ever!

“Look, that’s Wu Feng! He’s the genius with a middle talent!”

“Breaking through to the Spirit Martial 4th rank in one month? He’s truly powerful! Who can compare with him?”

The sound of praises came from the crowd.

Wu Feng had a cold expression on his face and eyes filled with disdain. After the Bai family reached out to him, his heart was even more arrogant. “A poor Martial Mountain City in the countryside can no longer stop my wings from soaring into the sky!”