400: Chapter 400: The Gambler Qian Haoduo 400: Chapter 400: The Gambler Qian Haoduo “I have no grudges or enmities with this Nangong Ming, yet he actually harbors a killing intent against …
No wonder Doctor Fang warned earlier to keep a close eye on this person!
Does he really want to kill over that Wood Elent Stone?”
Wang Miaomiao shifted her gaze away without showing any emotion, but her heart was filled with caution.
Wang Miaomiao had cultivated by the cliffside with Fang Bai early in the morning, holding the Wood Elent Stone, which Nangong Ming had witnessed.
Afterwards, Fang Bai warned her to be more vigilant of this person in the upcoming days, and she took his advice to heart.
In Wang Miaomiao’s view, this place was Doctor Pavilion’s territory, not only inhabited by the high-ranking officials of Doctor Pavilion but also ho to over a thousand guests from all over the world.
Even if Nangong Ming had great audacity, he wouldn’t dare to take any adverse action against her during the “World Chinese dicine Conference.”
Nangong Ming’s gaze did not linger on Wang Miaomiao for long and soon shifted to Fang Bai, who was seated below the stage.
Although Fang Bai appeared to be just a Profound Level beginner Martial Artist on the surface, Nangong Ming always had an intuition that Fang Bai was not as simple as he seed.
From the first glance at Fang Bai, Nangong Ming noticed that this young man always had a calm and composed deanor, no matter the situation or place, even when facing an Earth Level beginner Martial Artist like himself.
This bearing and poise, in Nangong Ming’s view, had already far surpassed Fang Bai’s age and cultivation level.
The more mysterious and unpredictable Fang Bai acted, the more uneasy Nangong Ming felt in his heart, even thinking that Fang Bai might, like himself, be concealing his true cultivation level, playing a ga of a sheep in wolf’s clothing.
When his gaze settled on the slightly smiling Fang Bai seated below, Nangong Ming decided to carefully probe this young man’s reality.
Nangong Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze beca as sharp as electricity and arrows, staring straight at Fang Bai.
At the sa ti, a whiff of his aura was released, stealthily pressing down on Fang Bai.
If Fang Bai’s cultivation realm were truly just the Profound Level beginner stage he had shown, then he would hardly be able to withstand the pressure of Nangong Ming’s aura, and his face would turn pale, and his body would tremble uncontrollably.
If Fang Bai remained unmoved under the pressure of Nangong Ming’s aura and showed no signs of distress, then Nangong Ming could be sure that his conjecture was correct: Fang Bai was a strong practitioner concealing his true strength.
Fang Bai’s sensitivity was incredibly sharp—he sensed Nangong Ming’s approaching pressure the mont it was released and guessed what Nangong Ming was thinking.
“Want to probe my true strength?
Heh, then I shall play along!”
A mocking smile flitted across the corner of Fang Bai’s mouth.
He quietly elevated his cultivation to the high rank of the Profound Level realm.
When Nangong Ming’s oppressive aura ca bearing down, Fang Bai imdiately pretended to look slightly pale, wiped sweat from his forehead, and acted restless.
“Profound Level high rank?
He indeed concealed his strength!”
Nangong Ming finally ascertained Fang Bai’s “true strength” as he had wished, and while he silently sighed in relief, he also couldn’t help feeling amazed.
He was relieved because Fang Bai’s strength was not as formidable as he had imagined.
Amazent was because Fang Bai, at the age of twenty, had already achieved the strength of a Profound Level high rank Martial Artist.
Even in his own Ghost Doctor Sect, this would be considered a rare talent, and in the secular Ancient Martial World, he would be regarded as a top fighter.
There is a huge gap in strength between Profound Level Martial Artists and Earth Level Martial Artists, and although Fang Bai’s strength surprised Nangong Ming, he no longer regarded him as a threat and couldn’t be bothered to pay him any more attention.
Looking at the fifteen disciples of the five great Ancient dicine Sects, ready to compete in dical skills on the stage, the nearly a thousand guests below chattered and speculated, wondering which disciple could defeat the others and take first place.
The thousands of guests attending the “World Chinese dicine Conference” included many from the Ancient Martial World, and so were proficient in both healing and martial arts.
Martial Artists are not only fond of fighting but also of gambling.
Before the dical skills comparison segnt of each “World Chinese dicine Conference” begins, martial artists from the Ancient Martial World would openly start gambling on which of the five great Ancient dicine Sects would win the champion title during the dical skills comparison segnt.
The guests qualified to attend the “World Chinese dicine Conference” are either rich or noble, so the bets placed by these gambling guests are often not small, easily amounting to tens or even hundreds of millions.
“Brother Fang, are you interested in placing a bet?”
Taking advantage of the free ti before the start of the dical skills comparison, Qian Haoduo approached Fang Bai with a beaming face and asked with a chuckle.
Qian Haoduo, who not only loved money as much as his life but also was as addicted to gambling, was the one who started the gambling trend at the “World Chinese dicine Conference.” Moreover, during each conference, he actively sought to increase the number of “gamblers” and tried to get more guests involved.
Qian Haoduo did this because in most cases during the “World Chinese dicine Conference,” he was able to correctly bet on the champion of the dical skills comparison and then make a hefty profit.
It wasn’t because Qian Haoduo had the ability to predict the future, but because he had reliable sources of information that allowed him to know in advance who the disciples of the five great Ancient dicine Sects participating in the dical skills comparison were and the level of their dical skills.
This way, he could make an inford decision and deduce who was most likely to win the championship.
Qian Haoduo, who had previously lost a bet and issued a cashier’s check of twenty million to Fang Bai, still felt the pinch and approached Fang Bai to strike up a conversation, simply to coax him into betting, giving himself a chance to win more money.
“What’s the bet?
How do we bet?”
Fang Bai, out of boredom and having a fair amount of money on hand, asked with interest upon hearing Qian Haoduo ntion “betting.”
When Qian Haoduo heard Fang Bai’s response, he perked up, sensing an opportunity, and said, “The bet is on which of the five great Ancient dicine Sects will take first place in this dical skills comparison segnt!”
After a pause, he added, “As for how to bet…
it’s simple.
I’ll act as the bookmaker, pick an Ancient dicine Sect to win first place, and you, whichever Ancient dicine Sect you think will take first place, you place your bet on them!
You can bet on the sa Ancient dicine Sect as or choose another…
The minimum bet is one million, the maximum ten million, you can double the wager, but the maximum can’t exceed tenfold…”
Qian Haoduo explained to Fang Bai incessantly before finally laughing and saying, “How about it?
The chance to make a fortune is right in front of you, do you dare to take the bet?
If you win, you might get ten tis the amount of your bet!”
“Which Ancient dicine Sect are you, the bookmaker, betting will take first place?”
Fang Bai asked with a smile.
“Ghost Doctor Sect!”
“Being an honorary elder of the Doctor Pavilion, you’re not even choosing the Doctor Pavilion?”
“Our Doctor Pavilion disciples are very skilled, but this ti I have a better hope for a Ghost Doctor Sect disciple to win the championship!
Hehe…
who would want to part with money?”
“Fine then, if you won’t bet on it, I will!
Ten million at tenfold, Doctor Pavilion first!”
Fang Bai said offhandedly.
“Damn, you’re playing that big?
You’re not kidding, are you?”
Hearing Fang Bai place a bet of one billion, and on the Doctor Pavilion, which even he wasn’t optimistic about, Qian Haoduo couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.
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