Chapter 1044
Chapter 1044 - 1030 Rolling
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As the betting continued, and with "fate," that elusive existence, being thrown into the ring of Martial Fight, the atmosphere grew even more intense.
Even those who were usually calm, at this moment, inexplicably fell into a fervor.
"A small bet, a small bet for pleasure."
".....An occasional gamble isn’t bad." They, unwittingly stepped into it.
In Lu Ping’an’s eyes, there was actually no difference between betting more or less, as long as they took part in "placing bets," entrusting their "gambling luck" to the boxers they supported, then, they had already entered the game.
And even more bizarre, as the "stakes" increased, those boxers who were blessed with "fortune luck" and "Qi Yun" strangely became stronger.
Some found their attacks became more fluid, some were suddenly struck by inspiration, some randomly encountered more advantageous "external conditions," or even just had their opponent directly fall over.
All this peculiar happenstance ultimately formed a large-scale "ritual," a game for the faint-hearted that promised "dare to gamble, dare to win"....
"The festival wasn’t wrong; aside from the Deity itself, everyone is above the gambling table, all practicing His ’win everything by fighting everything’ rule."
The victors, as executors of the ritual, would continually be "enhanced," boosted again and again by each "bet," eventually clashing with one another.....still, the victor takes all.
No wonder Big Cat said, "The Ceremony of Martial Fight is very interesting; you can often gain a lot of additional benefits".....Perhaps as a former victor, even Big Cat doesn’t know what he gained back then.
As expected, the victors would receive explosive improvements.
The most straightforward being the most challenging aspects of Advancement, such as "awakening a specified Abnormal Ability," "gaining further inspiration," "receiving guidance about weaknesses"...these, could all be resolved with "Martial Destiny."
Whether one could smoothly advance or not was both strength and life for professionals; such "Martial Destiny" was simply irresistible, even more valuable than Divine Grace.
And when Lu Ping’an saw clearly the operating mechanism, this time, Lu Ping’an knew what to do.
".....Two hundred thousand, on myself to win, no matter who the opponent is."
Lu Ping’an boldly stood at the betting stand, drawing many gazes, and when he shouted "five hundred thousand," some even revealed a sneering look.
Perhaps, to most families in the Eastern Country, this was a lifetime’s savings, but to rich people at this level, it was nothing...
"Alright, two hundred thousand Eastern Country’s coins, now recorded..." Yet this service personnel retained professional ethics.
The youth smiled slightly, producing his "sincerity."
"Two hundred thousand union coins."
In an instant, the scene solidified.
Union coins are currently worth about 1800 times more than 1, which means two hundred thousand union coins might very likely be...
"...Three or four hundred million in liquid funds?!"
At that moment, many were astonished.
It wasn’t that they couldn’t produce this amount of ’Eastern Country’s coins,’ but because there was still a restriction on exchanging Eastern Country’s coins with union coins, which could only be used to purchase supernatural resources.
Professionals had an excess of credit-coins, but ordinary people like the rich lacked union coins greatly, as many special services and resources only accepted transactions in union coins.
The original design aimed to prevent "resource inflation," "monetary inflation" from affecting Ordinary People’s Holy Fire, but also due to several crackdowns, union coins became a precious resource in the Eastern Country.
A Big Boss able to casually take out two hundred thousand union coins, in reality, was more unbelievable than someone betting several hundred million all at once.
But Lu Ping’an truly brought it out; along the way, his earnings, the accumulation of union coins was even too much, now with nowhere to spend it.
This strategic resource in the eyes of others, potentially being an annual budget for a mid-low power faction, was used to bet on his own victory...
"...Please keep this safe, this is your voucher. Contestants may place bets, but can only bet on themselves to win."
At that moment, even the experienced staff members seriously verified the "certificate" and then made the "promise."
Lu Ping’an pocketed the voucher and left with an air of nonchalance.
And as soon as he left, that window was immediately crowded with people placing bets.
"Buy him to win! Union coins, 100!"
"Two million Eastern Country’s coins! On him."
These days, nobody was a fool; once Lu Ping’an displayed his "confidence," naturally people began to raise their bets frantically.
The ones hesitating behind quickly researched this man’s past, especially after the "instant kill" from just before, and without hesitation bought into him.
More and more people placed bets, more and more people established a "connection" with Lu Ping’an.
"...Interesting, is this Martial Destiny?"
Lu Ping’an observed the seemingly invisible intangible object around him, thoughtful and seemingly enlightened.
When he placed a hefty bet on his own information, the news quickly spread... Many people admired his "wealth" and could not understand why he was so "rich". After all, for professionals and Mortals who remained in their homeland, earning union coins was extremely difficult. Their endless desire for resources also caused the union coin to become precious in this aspect due to scarcity.
"He has only been doing it for less than a year and a half?"
"Four or five times of Exotic Realm exploration and he earned so much?"
Understanding this, they marveled at how much an "Explorer" could earn from their Profession.
But obviously, those who were rational understood there was something abnormal...
"Other Explorers aren’t exaggerating like this, are they? If that’s the case, the achievements of the three Rule-level fighters..."
Once Lu Ping’an’s "invincible persona" was established, naturally, countless "speculators" emerged. Who doesn’t like free money?
However, some sneered at his "foolishness" and arrogance...
"Betting before the odds are even out? He’s making these heavy bets like a show-off; if not many people bet against him, even if he wins later, he won’t earn much. And if he loses..."
The risk and reward were not equivalent, naturally making Lu Ping’an seem "arrogant"... Only if he truly looked down on any opponent would he dare to gamble so recklessly.
Indeed, there were some people that Lu Ping’an might not be able to deal with.
Some people bet on the opposite side, not because they thought Lu Ping’an would definitely lose, but because if there was an upset, the opponent’s win would pay out more.
But looking at it from a percentage, at least ninety percent of those who bet early placed their money on Lu Ping’an... Most people still favored a more stable and certain victory.
"Huh? That kid bet early? On himself, heavy stakes? How much? Damn, even richer than me!"
The eighth-tier Emcee in the sky couldn’t help swearing outright.
But as he looked down and saw Lu Ping’an, who was only at one point, a smile of appreciation appeared on his face.
It wasn’t that no one vaguely sensed the true nature of this "secret ceremony". In reality, it was a process of "gathering" Martial Destiny and fortune. In the past, some had done similar things to gather Martial Destiny and achieve a Triumph of the Weak over the Strong.
However, having just arrived not long ago and with the secret ceremony just beginning, he started doing such things... If it wasn’t the confidential information stealthily disclosed to him by the few Informed-persons, then he must have seen through it himself.
"...Not bad, kid."
Recalling those eyes that seemed to see through everything, Priest Gan felt the likelihood that he had figured it out himself was higher.
Even after figuring it out, he must have been hesitant... But to place such a heavy bet without hesitation, trying to seize everything, isn’t that perfectly in line with the teachings of the God of Martial Fight?
"...Is there a problem?"
This kind of early betting, especially of such a large amount by a contestant themselves, naturally sparked discussions within the Church and caused the manager to specifically come and inquire with Priest Gan.
However, he simply shook his head...
"Of course there’s a problem..."
This time, the manager was momentarily stunned. He had just been following the procedure. If the money had been accepted, would they have to refund it? Wouldn’t that disrupt the progress of the ceremony?
"...I haven’t placed my bet yet! Place fifty thousand for me! Bet on that kid to win!"
When the news broke, it caused an uproar with people all discussing it.
And when Lu Ping’an learned of this, he too stroked his chin, pensive.
"...Seems like not only did they fail to see through it, but they also did me a casual favor. Tsk, these event organizers are really a bunch of sly old foxes."
As a result, when the news spread, even more of the undecided bet without hesitation on Lu Ping’an.
"Martial Destiny" and "fortune" gathered once more. This time, Lu Ping’an faintly sensed it...
"...Wait a minute, with such strong fortune, I won’t be sitting out the first round, will I?"
With an odd number of contestants, someone was bound to sit out.
"No way, how would you earn money and fame then? They will definitely draw you a super weakling, letting you win overwhelmingly..."
Indeed, when the first round finally came around to him, Lu Ping’an truly drew... the weakest among them, a third-tier who advanced through luck.
This time, without spending more than ten seconds, Lu Ping’an won to the cheers of the entire crowd.
And even more outrageous was his declaration after the victory...
"All capital plus bonus, still betting on the next match, on me to win!"
And so, the rotation began...
— End of Chapter 1044 —