Clouds Stir in All Directions!
Five days later!
Inside a private room of the Combat Arena, four handsome men returned, panting heavily. They looked excitedly at Madam Yang and said, "Madam, the odds in the Combat Arena have been updated again."
Madam Yang asked with delight, "What are they now?"
The four handsome men clamored to answer, "The odds on Sword Demon have now reached one to seventeen!"
When Madam Yang heard those odds, a trace of shock appeared on her face!
What did one to seventeen mean?
Once Lin Bai won, one merit point would become seventeen!
One hundred merit points would become one thousand seven hundred!
Ten million merit points would become one hundred and seventy million!
Those odds were truly terrifying.
The four handsome men said, "There are still two days before the fight begins, yet the odds have already reached such a terrifying level. If this continues for two more days, by the time the fight begins, the odds on Sword Demon may reach one to thirty!"
One of the handsome men said with dancing brows, "Speaking of which, from the moment news of this fight spread, the odds on Sword Demon reached one to ten on the very first day!"
"Now, after five days, they've risen to one to seventeen. It's truly astonishing!"
"Moreover, almost no martial artists have placed bets on Sword Demon's side!"
After hearing this, Madam Yang asked again, "What are the odds on Senior Xu Guang?"
The four handsome men said, "Because so many martial artists have bet on Senior Xu Guang, his odds are now one to seven zi!"
Madam Yang murmured, "They're actually that low? They can't even stay at one to one?"
On the Barren Ancient Continent, the unit for quantities smaller than one was "zi"!
Seven zi