"5 trillion!" Huang Yi smiled faintly as he spoke out a number. Of this amount, 1 trillion was guild’s idle funds; the remaining 4 trillion had all been won from betting yesterday. Announcing this sum could scare people to death.
"Good! Good! Good!" Thunder God smiled and repeated the word thrice, clearly very happy, "I also placed bets on two gas yesterday, just like you, and now I also have 5 trillion at hand. Furthermore, the thousands of brothers in our Rose Prison have beco top contenders in their respective countries. They have significant family fortunes, and if we pool together all their assets, it should co to about 2 trillion Gold Coins. Together, we have 12 trillion, and today, it will all be placed on you. This is much faster than making money through transoceanic trade!"
"Indeed! This is a rare opportunity that’s hard to co by again; it’ll be difficult to find such a chance in the future. We must take advantage of this ti to amass wealth crazily." Huang Yi nodded, realizing that the organization behind him could actually co up with tens of trillions of Gold Coins. All that money would flow into his prize pool, and by then, who knows how much he could earn in return.
...
Returning to his cell, Huang Yi rested for a bit, then stood by the window to observe the world outside. Today the weather was good, the warm sunshine sprinkling down, shining upon his hair and reaching deep into his eyes. Outside the window stretched a grassland, showing tender buds under the sunlight, full of life, sweeping away the decay of winter.
Without realizing it, another spring was approaching. He had been in The Second World for nearly a year, and it was uncertain how much longer he would stay. The dreary, damp prison, with no future or past—if not for The Second World, he wasn’t sure how long he could endure.
Suddenly, Huang Yi rembered that Qin Shiyu’s birthday was coming soon. It had been years since he had given her a present, and he wondered when he could truly see her, not through The Second World.
He let out a soft sigh, concealing his youthful concerns within his heart, then turned and went back to his bed. He lay down, put on the Golden Ring, and visited the forum.
At the mont, the hot topics in the forum mostly related to the martial arts tournant, which had now reached the semifinal stage and was soon to hit the climactic finals.
"T.N.T’s dark horse legend cos to an end! The team lost to Thunder God in the group stage, and God of Slaughter defeated them in the individual matches. A new generation still cannot overco the two seasoned newcors!"
"Martial Way pulls off a major upset, eliminating the top favorite Yanhuang Legion and advances to the semifinals!"
"The lineup for both team and individual matches for the martial arts tournant is set, with Chinese and Japanese players capturing all top four positions! Group A outperforms Group B. Among them, God of Slaughter, Thunder God, and Miyamoto Musashi create legends, advancing to the semifinals in both individual and team events."
"Thunder God and God of Slaughter, two archenemies, finally co to a fight to the death, opponents in both the team and individual events. Who will advance to the ultimate final?"
"The Heroes’ Guild and Sun Team demonstrate strong performance in the martial arts tournant, with their share prices simultaneously soaring by 5%! Their semifinal performance will be key to today’s market fluctuations!"
"During the match against T.N.T, a mysterious consortium placed a bet of 2 trillion on God of Slaughter, securing a 100% profit; the move shocked the global financial world..."
Upon reading this, Huang Yi paused slightly in surprise. The news of his sudden bet of 2 trillion yesterday ranked sixth in the 24-hour hot posts. Indeed, Thunder God had also placed a 2 trillion Gold Coin bet on him yesterday, but it was done in stages, and hadn’t caused such a sensation.
Fortunately, the bettor was anonymous; aside from Era of Corporation, no one could trace it, not even the World Federation was privy to the inside story, and Huang Yi remained a hidden figure in the background. He didn’t pay it much attention and continued to look further down.
After a while, Huang Yi noticed several hot posts related to himself and Thunder God—
"A core mber of Sun Team leaks crucial secrets; Thunder God has three secretive techniques specifically designed to counter God of Slaughter, providing him with a great chance to advance in both the team and individual events!"
"Yesterday, Thunder God received an instant-kill potion, greatly increasing his chances of advancent; God of Slaughter was assaulted late last night by a master from Sun Team, forcing him to use his Rare Class Ultimate Move, leading to a decline in strength; with the ebb and flow of power, the outco of the match is becoming clear."
"Professional analysts weigh the strengths of God of Slaughter against Thunder God, Thunder God has a greater chance of winning!"
...
Nearly all of these posts were conveying the ssage that Thunder God was stronger!
It occurred to Huang Yi that Qin Shiyu had ntioned last night about spreading rumors on the forum to induce people to bet on Thunder God. Now it seed these hot posts must be the ones stirred up by the organization behind the scenes.
He clicked in to carefully examine these posts. They were written with convincing argunts, even making him feel the urge to place a bet on Thunder God. Ordinary players, lacking judgnt power and liking to follow the crowd, would be deceived nine tis out of ten after seeing such posts.
Huang Yi smiled inwardly and imdiately entered The Second World.
Upon logging in, he checked the current ratio between the prize pools of the Heroes’ Guild and the Sun Team.
As of now, the prize pools of both sides were about the sa, with the Heroes’ Guild’s prize pool at 18 trillion Gold Coins and the Sun Team’s at 17 trillion, roughly a 1:1 ratio.
Before logging off last night, Huang Yi had already bet a trillion Gold Coins on the Heroes’ Guild, and besides that, his own people had placed bets for him. Overall, the external funds were less than those of the Sun Team. Next, Huang Yi threw in another 500 billion Gold Coins, planning to bet little by little to avoid attracting the attention of the concerned just like last night.
In this way, Huang Yi would throw a few trillion down every so often, and finally, ten minutes before the ga started, he put down all the 4 trillion Gold Coins he had earned yesterday and an additional trillion of the Guild’s idle funds.
At this mont, Qin Shiyu had already contacted the powers scattered around the world within his organization, betting all their Gold Coins on Huang Yi; Thunder God also bet his 5 trillion Gold Coins; the several thousand criminals in Rose Prison bet all the funds they could gather!
All this money added up to over ten trillion Gold Coins, greatly widening the prize pool ratio. Now the prize pool of the Heroes’ Guild had risen to 50 trillion Gold Coins, while that of Thunder God had reached 40 trillion, for a total ratio of 5:4. That is to say, Huang Yi’s 5 trillion Gold Coins could almost earn him back 4 trillion.
At this ti, the mbers of the Heroes’ Guild had all gathered in the plaza in front of City Hall, many of them had placed bets, each anxiously waiting for the start of the match.
What they didn’t know was that they would win this match in a way that would shock the whole world.
"Big brother, are you confident we’ll win? Which side should I bet on?" At that mont, Xiao Chunzi pinched her little hands, looking up at Huang Yi with a nervous expression on her face.
"Bet on us! But rember, betting is about accepting the loss if you’re willing to gamble. Even if we lose, we have to accept the outco. Betting is not truly fair; collusion is possible. What you see on the surface may be one thing, but the actual situation could be another. Don’t believe the hype of public opinion, the truth is always in the hands of a few, understood?" Huang Yi patted Xiao Chunzi’s head and instructed.
"Alright then! I’ll put all my moneys on us!" Xiao Chunzi nodded her head and imdiately bet all her Gold Coins on the Heroes’ Guild. These Gold Coins she had earned on her own, without any assistance from outsiders.
"[System Prompt]: The competition ti has arrived, do you wish to Teleport to the venue imdiately?" Finally, the ti for the match arrived, and the system issued a prompt.
Huang Yi imdiately chose yes, leading the entire Heroes’ Guild to teleport into the battlefield.
At this mont, countless viewers from all around the world received the sa ssage, teleported to the stands simultaneously, and prepared to watch the grudge match between the Heroes’ Guild and the Sun Team.
This match was one of only two semi-final team battles, with the other being a fight between Miyamoto Musashi’s Martial Way and Heavenly Dao’s Heavenly Group. Because Chinese players were the most nurous and Huang Yi and Thunder God had always been arch-rivals, this match attracted the majority of players, with the number of viewers twice that of the other match!
The thunderous noise of the crowd hit people’s eardrums wildly; the eyes of billions of viewers converged on the battlefield, and as the Heroes’ Guild and the Sun Team both entered, the spectators on site erupted.
Reporters also began to comntate with high spirits, passionately saying, "Viewers and friends! The match we are broadcasting live today is a battle between two old enemies, Thunder God’s Sun Team versus God of Slaughter’s Heroes’ Guild! This match is a civil war for China, while the other match is a civil war between two Japanese teams. The winners among them will vie for the championship of the martial contest’s final team match, and their team leader will receive the unique title of Martial Saint!"
"From the perspective of people around the world, we hope that the Heroes’ Guild and Sun Team will use all possible ans for an intense battle. But as a Chinese, we don’t want two excellent teams to fight to the death, consuming their strength here, as it will affect the performance in the finals. We hope they can fight more peacefully, not pushing too hard, especially refraining from using major skills..."
At this mont, Huang Yi reckoned the ti was about right, so he looked up at Thunder God across the field, only to see him already mounted on his steed, with his cloak flying behind him, the world’s number one knight unmistakable.
"Thunder God!" Huang Yi looked in Thunder God’s direction and called out from afar, his voice echoing throughout the venue.
"What brings you here?" Thunder God crossed his arms, perched atop his mount, imposingly inquired.
This exchange imdiately quieted the tumult in the arena sowhat, and billions of viewers held their breath, ready to hear what they had to say to each other.
"We are both Chinese teams, sprouted from the sa root. Why the hasty enmity? Our grudges can be settled in private, but now is the ti to shine for our country. You and I are no longer representing our own teams but the entire nation. Therefore, let’s not fight too fiercely in this match, how does that sound?" (To be continued. If you like this work, we welco you to visit Starting Point (qidian) to cast your Recomndation Tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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