Chapter 2289 - "Spirit Stones and Strategy: The Price of Greed"
"You... You actually used poison?!"
Number 24 gritted his teeth, his face filled with anger and disbelief.
He tried to struggle to sit up but found himself unable to muster any strength, even moving his fingers was difficult.
"In a fair competition, even if using hidden weapons or poison, it still complies with the rules of the match," Number 95 said calmly. "Moreover, I did not intend to kill you just paralyze you. If I had the intention to kill, you would already be dead!"
"You—!"
Number 24 was choked up and couldn't speak.
Though unwilling to admit it, he indeed lost.
Because the rules of the competition did not restrict the use of poison, and the opponent's attack was direct, not considered a sneak attack.
He failed to block it due to his own lack of ability.
"Player 95 wins!"
Seeing that Number 24 was incapacitated, the referee decisively announced the outcome of the match.
Applause filled the air.
"Hahaha... We won again! We won again!"
"One move to end the battle, Player 95 is truly formidable!"
"When it comes to being formidable, it has to be our big brother! Saying who will win just by following him, it's truly amazing!"
At the gambling table, everyone was ecstatic and thrilled.
All the gamblers who bet on Player 95 made a great profit.
Previously, they had some doubts about the man in grey, but now, they unconditionally trusted and admired him.
He was no longer just a brother, but a lord!
Truly the God of Wealth!
"Fantastic! We've made a big profit again!" Ruby's eyes sparkled with joy.
"How about that? Following the senior brother's advice was right, betting on that person was the way to go. With such an opportunity for immense wealth, we must seize it!" Kieran beamed with pride.
"We've made enough profit, it's time to stop," suddenly, Emerald interjected.
Her intuition told her that continuing to bet could lead to losses.
"Sister, don't worry, the gambling has just begun. Besides, with the God of Wealth guiding us, we just need to bet and we'll make sure to profit!" Kieran dismissed her concerns.
"Yes, sister! Opportunities to earn spirit stones like this are rare, we mustn't miss out!" Ruby was full of excitement.
"Don't be too greedy in such gambling situations, or you'll regret it later," Emerald frowned slightly.
The two had already won a considerable amount of spirit stones, enough to break through their current realm if absorbed entirely.
"Sister, you're just too cautious. As the saying goes, fortune favours the bold. With so many spirit stones in front of us, if we turn a blind eye, we'll regret it later," Kieran said.
"Sister, stop overthinking it. Today, we have a benefactor helping us, we're sure to make a big profit."
Ruby grabbed her sister's arm, smiling like a coquettish child, "How about this, I promise you, we'll stop once we earn three hundred spirit stones, no more greed!"
"Alright, alright, since you all insist on betting, I have nothing more to say. Whether it's joy or worry, it's up to you to decide," Emerald shook her head and fell silent.
Chapter 2290 - "Bet on Grey: The Whisperings of Fortune"
She knew deep down that Ruby and Kieran were already deeply involved, so asking them to give up now was unrealistic.
Of course, the main reason was her lingering hope.
What if they really struck it rich? What if they could keep winning?
If she stopped them from betting, wouldn't she be cutting off their path to wealth?
Considering this, she chose not to persuade them further.
Ten minutes later, the fourth round of the competition officially ended.
Most of the bettors won spirit stones.
As a result, more and more spectators gathered around the gambling table, ready to join in the fun and try their luck.
The temptation of spirit stones was irresistible, especially with so many winners, everyone wanted a piece of the action.
Seeing more and more gamblers around her, Abigail couldn't help but smile.
Even though the second box of spirit stones was almost empty, she remained calm.
In fact, she hoped these people would bet even more, because soon, all the spirit stones she gave out would come back to her.
As the fifth round of the competition was about to begin, another wave of excitement swept through the venue.
Especially the gamblers in front of the table were eagerly anticipating the next round.
Almost everyone's attention was focused on the man in grey.
Leading the bettors to win three rounds in a row had elevated the grey-clothed man to an almost god-like status.
Regardless of who the grey-clothed man bet on, even if it was a cripple, they would follow without hesitation.
"Brother, who are you betting on this round?"
The gamblers surrounded the grey-clothed man like stars around the moon, their eyes filled with anticipation.
After carefully studying for a moment, the grey-clothed man suddenly pointed to the first arena.
"I bet on contestant number 13!" the grey-clothed man announced loudly.
The crowd looked over and couldn't help but feel excited.
Number 13 was a man holding a silver gun.
With sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, the man exuded a powerful aura just by standing there.
"Number 13 looks familiar, isn't he a disciple of the World Society?"
"Yes! This person is one of the top ten geniuses of the World Society, Toros Nerses!"
"What? One of the top ten geniuses of the World Society? Shouldn't he be in Group B with the elite? How did he end up in Group C?"
"It seems that Toros deliberately concealed his strength when registering, that's why he was placed in Group C. But with Toros's skills, he can easily dominate in Group C, few can match him."
"What are we waiting for? Let's bet on him quickly!"
Excited by the name of Toros, everyone started eagerly betting on number 13.
On one hand, it was the answer given by the grey-clothed man, on the other hand, it was their belief in Toros's strength.
With both conditions met, they had no hesitation in betting all their spirit stones and treasures without reservation.
Seeing this scene, Abigail couldn't help but smile, but soon her smile disappeared without a trace.
The time had come, it was time to close the net...
Chapter 2291 - "Rush to Riches: The Race for No. 13's Fortune"
"Bet! Bet! Bet! Bet quickly! Listen to me, all bet on No. 13 Toros Nerses!"
"Brothers! It's time to get rich, don't miss out as you pass by!"
"Can anyone lend me some treasures? After winning spiritual stones, I will definitely return the principal and interest!"
...
The gamblers shouted, pushing forward one after another, betting everything of value without hesitation.
The atmosphere on-site became extremely lively.
To the gamblers, this round was simply picking up money, so the more bets, the better.
"Hey hey hey... Move aside! We were here first, let us bet first!"
As the gamblers gathered more and more, the scene became somewhat chaotic.
Ulysses and Ruby were just momentarily stunned, and the gambling table was already crowded with people. They could only squeeze their way through.
As the saying goes, opportunity knocks but once, with only a few minutes left before the start of the fifth round.
If they didn't place their bets in time and the betting closed early, it would be a huge loss for them.
So at this point, they no longer cared about their image and dignity, pushing forward relentlessly.
"Don't rush, line up properly, one by one, take your time."
"There's still plenty of time, everyone will have a chance, I guarantee you can all place your bets."
"Hey, you in the purple clothes, why are you riding on someone's head? Get down quickly."
...
Abigail stood in front of the gambling table, constantly calming the crowd and maintaining order.
She didn't expect the situation to become so intense.
Hundreds of people gathered in front of the gambling table, shoulder to shoulder.
The small gambling table was completely surrounded.
Fortunately, these people were still following the rules and not causing chaos, otherwise, she would have to set an example and establish some authority.
Of course, she was unaware of the notorious reputation of the Mystic Arts Order in the martial world, which had already cast a shadow over people.
Anyone who dared to play tricks in front of the Mystic Arts Order was simply asking for trouble.
Everyone knew that among the three major sects in the martial world, the Mystic Arts Order was the most difficult to provoke.
Once someone offended the Mystic Arts Order, they wouldn't even know how they died.
Five minutes later, the fifth round officially began.
Most gamblers had placed their bets, with only a few left.
To accommodate them, Abigail deliberately delayed the closing time by two minutes to harvest more people.
"Brother Dustin, why aren't you betting? This is a great opportunity to earn spiritual stones."
Back at his seat, Ulysses was puzzled to see Dustin not moving.
"A little gambling for fun, excessive gambling harms the body. Gambling is just for entertainment, if taken too seriously, it’s a loss." Dustin smiled faintly.
"Brother Dustin, your temperament is too indifferent, not competing or striving, it's meaningless. One should live passionately, seek excitement from time to time, otherwise, it's too dull." Ulysses said with a smile.
"You're right, not even taking advantage of such an easy money-making opportunity, I really don't know what you're thinking." Ruby shook her head, looking at him as if he were a fool.
To this, Dustin just smiled and remained silent.
Chapter 2292 - "Sis-teriously Suspicious: Emerald's Hunches in the Bets"
"Money-making Hmph... don't get too excited too soon, whether Number 13 can win this match is still unknown," Emerald timely poured a bucket of cold water.
Like Dustin, she also did not place any bets just now.
On one hand, there were too many people, and she couldn't be bothered to squeeze in; on the other hand, she felt something was off.
Because everything was going too smoothly.
Normally, the bookie who opened the odds would choose to cut losses timely in such a losing streak situation, trying to minimize the losses.
But the people from the Mystic Arts Order did nothing and remained very enthusiastic.
They even provided lending services to some gamblers.
No precious spirit stones? No problem, I'll lend them to you.
This abnormal behavior made her suspicious.
After all, the Mystic Arts Order is not a charity, how could they give spirit stones for no reason?
"Sister, Toros's strength is well known to everyone. Even I might not be able to win against Toros, let alone an unknown character. From what I see, within ten moves, Toros can secure victory," Ulysses confidently said.
"Sis! You're just too suspicious. Everyone is betting on Toros, which proves his strength and high winning rate. Don't you think our collective judgment outweighs yours alone?" Ruby said somewhat dismissively.
"I'm not saying Toros isn't formidable, but there's always someone better, and until the battle truly ends, no one can guarantee Toros will win one hundred percent," Emerald replied.
"Don't worry, sis, this time will be fine, look at us, we've been winning several rounds in a row," Ruby reassured.
"I'm just reminding you all to know when to stop while you're ahead," Emerald said somewhat helplessly.
"Sister, after this round, we'll stop after winning one more round," Ulysses said confidently.
"I hope you can continue winning," Emerald shook her head and said no more.
The two people beside her were completely enthralled and no amount of persuasion was effective.
At this moment, on the first arena.
Toros was ready, slowly assuming a stance, his opponent was a man holding a long sword.
The man had an average build, ordinary looks, nothing particularly outstanding, but his eyes occasionally flashed with a cold light.
"Who are you? State your name."
Toros pointed his long spear diagonally, exuding an imposing aura.
"Northern Territory, Ruben Vartan."
The man spoke calmly, his expression unchanged.
"Northern Territory Ruben? I've never heard of you."
Toros said arrogantly, "You are no match for me, just admit defeat now, or you'll end up with broken hands and feet."
"Is that so? We'll see if you have what it takes." Ruben remained unfazed.
"I'm giving you a chance, don't underestimate me, or once I make a move, you'll either die or be crippled!" Toros squinted slightly.
"Hehe... then today I'll learn your tricks." Ruben smiled coldly and slowly drew his sword.
"Hmph! Stubborn fool! Don't blame me for being ruthless!" Toros was a bit annoyed, no longer wasting words, and directly thrust his spear forward.
This thrust was incredibly fast, like a dragon soaring out of the sea, with a breathtaking momentum.
Chapter 2293 - "Spear and Swordplay: The Spectacle of Toros and Ruben"
As the long spear came thrusting towards him, Ruben simply smirked, then swiftly thrust his sword forward to meet it head-on.
The clash of the sword and spear created a precise collision, sending out ripples of energy.
The ripples swept out like waves in all directions, causing the robes of both men to flutter and their hair to stand on end.
They stood motionless, engaging in a stalemate, neither giving way to the other.
Toros held the spear with both hands, his internal energy surging out continuously, attempting to force Ruben back with his formidable strength.
However, no matter how hard he pushed, no matter how much energy he infused, Ruben did not budge an inch.
They stood facing each other, sword against spear.
Due to the compression and collision of energy, the air began to emit a series of explosive noises, causing the sword and spear to gradually bend.
Toros furrowed his brow, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
As one of the top ten geniuses of the World Society, a highly anticipated talent, he should have had the upper hand among Group C participants.
Yet, to his astonishment, this unknown Ruben managed to hold his ground against him, which was indeed peculiar.
"Dragon's Tail Sweep!"
Seeing that the stalemate was not in his favor, Toros shook his long spear, deflecting the sword tip, then swiftly swept it towards Ruben's waist.
The advantage of the long spear lay in its wide attack range, capable of striking the target before the sword could reach.
Toros had made up his mind that if he couldn't win with strength, he would defeat his opponent through exquisite spear techniques and rich combat experience.
Facing the sweeping long spear, Ruben's body suddenly leaned back vertically, narrowly avoiding the strike like a falling door plank.
"Serpent Emerges from the Hole!"
As the first attack missed, Toros thrust the spear again, aiming directly at Ruben's chest at the moment his body was about to touch the ground.
An impeccably timed strike that caught Ruben off guard.
While ordinary warriors wouldn't have reacted in time, Ruben seemed to have anticipated it. As Toros thrust the spear, Ruben slammed his hand on the ground, spinning into the air.
The spear pierced the ground, creating a hole, while Ruben, now standing on the spear shaft, lunged forward.
His sword aimed straight for Toros's throat.
Toros's eyes widened as he quickly took two steps back, using the spear to block Ruben's strike.
Although he blocked it, the recoil caused Toros to retreat several steps from Ruben's sword.
This scene left everyone's faces pale with shock and hearts pounding.
"What the heck! Toros was forced to retreat?"
"No way! Just a nobody, can Toros really be defeated? I've bet big on this!"
"Everyone, stay calm. The match has just begun, Toros hasn't shown his true strength yet. I believe he will win in the end."
"Yeah, brother's predictions have never been wrong. Everyone, don't panic, just watch the match in peace."
"... "
Chapter 2294 - "Thunderstruck: Toros's Ultimate Gambit"
Previously, Toros's performance made the betting spectators somewhat nervous.
Their eyes fixed, hearts pounding.
In their eyes, with Toros's strength, he should easily win.
How did he end up at a disadvantage after just a few moves against Ruben?
What's going on?
"Senior Brother, there shouldn't be any unexpected turns in this match, right?"
In the audience seats, Ruby looked quite anxious.
She had just bet all her spirit stones, winning big if she won but losing everything if she didn't.
"Don't worry, it's just a minor setback, it won't affect the overall situation," Ulysses remained confident.
Who hasn't made a mistake before?
Toros just underestimated his opponent a bit, as long as he takes it seriously, defeating Ruben should be no problem at all.
At this moment, on the first arena.
Toros's expression gradually became serious.
Initially, he indeed didn't pay much attention to Ruben, but after their recent exchange, he realized that the opponent's strength was on par with his.
If he didn't give it his all, he might not necessarily win.
"I have to admit, you're strong, much stronger than I expected."
Toros slowly took on an attacking stance, his gaze becoming sharp: "I underestimated you earlier, almost let you take advantage, but that won't happen again, because next, I will unleash my ultimate skill to end this battle once and for all!"
"Is that so? I'll be looking forward to it," Ruben smirked.
"First move of the Lightning Spear Technique - Spring Thunder Annihilation!!"
Toros shouted loudly, his long spear suddenly pulled back for power, then thrust forward violently.
"Boom!"
At the moment the spear thrust out, it seemed like thunder exploded.
A dazzling white light burst out, like a dragon, carrying a terrifying momentum sweeping towards Ruben.
"Such a domineering spear technique! Truly deserving to be one of the top ten in the world!"
"The Lightning Spear Technique is known for its fierceness, once unleashed, its momentum is unstoppable, today's display truly lives up to its reputation!"
"To be defeated under Toros's Lightning Spear Technique, Ruben can be proud of himself!"
"... "
Watching the powerful momentum unleashed by Toros, the scene was in an uproar.
Especially the betting spectators, their eyes shining, filled with excitement.
Even using the Lightning Spear Technique, it seemed like Toros was set to win today.
"Just the Lightning Spear Technique, nothing more."
Facing the spear thrusting towards him, Ruben remained calm, without any panic, a hint of disdainful smile playing on his lips.
Then, Ruben's toes tapped, and he shot out like flash, his sword also slashing out, at an unbelievable speed.
Everyone couldn't see Ruben's sword move clearly, just a blur before their eyes.
When the scene froze again, Toros and Ruben had already passed each other.
They stood back to back, a few meters apart.
Toros frowned, looking serious, his hand holding the spear slightly trembling.
On the other hand, Ruben's face was calm, his sword dripping blood.
As everyone was puzzled, Toros suddenly spat out blood, then his knees went weak, collapsing on the ground.
Everyone was stunned!
too...
. We know everyone has lost their stake, it was an outcome we were already expecting before you got to this chapter. Not everyone gambles and is interested in gambling
