Manipulating the Match to Win 16 Million, Then Being Arrested in Public!

"Teacher! My sister is in surgery right now, and the payment is due immediately. But my dad went to withdraw the money and hasn't come back yet. Please help me cover it first. I'm begging you!"

After sending that message, Lu Feng slapped himself hard across the face.

He shouldn't have used his sister's illness to lie to people, but the situation was urgent, and he had no choice but to resort to this.

And this excuse of his thoroughly convinced He Qing.

He Qing knew that Lu Feng had a younger sister whose legs were paralyzed.

So, without any hesitation, he paid the money.

The moment He Qing finished paying, the betting period ended.

Lu Feng's heart finally settled.

He began to focus intently on the arena.

Over ten minutes later, under his control, the two Exotic Beasts on the stage collapsed together.

The outcome was no surprise—a draw.

A tenfold payout appeared once again.

At the same time, at home, He Qing's wrist communicator received another message!

Opening it, he saw a payment notification.

The payer was an unfamiliar account, and the transfer amount was 10,000,000.

"This Kid is pretty trustworthy after all."

He Qing naturally assumed that Lu Feng had returned the money to him, and that the unfamiliar account might belong to his father.

But glancing at the string of digits, he felt something was off.

One million—was it this long?

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands, hundred-thousands, millions, ten-millions..."

"Huh? Did I count wrong?"

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands..."

He Qing rubbed his eyes hard, counting three or four times in a row, and finally confirmed it was no mistake—this wasn't one million, but ten million!!!

His mind buzzed instantly, struggling to process it.

Hadn't he lent one million? Why was he getting ten million back?

Could it be a typo?

But He Qing knew very well what Lu Feng's family circumstances were—there was no way they could come up with this much money.

He quickly realized that things were far from as simple as Lu Feng's "pay for the surgery" story.

So he immediately called the other party's communicator.

By then, the second match had already started inside the Beast Fighting Arena.

This time, Lu Feng used his own account to bet on another draw. He was staring intently at the Exotic Beasts on the stage, controlling the fight's outcome.

Hearing the communicator suddenly ring, he couldn't afford to be distracted, so he simply hung up.

But no sooner had he hung up than the other party called again.

"Teacher He! I'm busy right now."

Lu Feng quickly replied with a message, then directly turned off the communicator.

"What is This Kid up to?"

He Qing felt anxious but had no idea what to do.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Blood Cherry Beast Fighting Arena.

The Staff member in charge of managing all the betting data was staring in disbelief at the result of the second match.

"Another draw! How is this possible?"

The original outcome wasn't supposed to be like this—this had gone beyond the arena's control.

Moreover, the process of every match was extremely bizarre.

The Exotic Beasts they had carefully prepared seemed to be manipulated during the fight, occasionally just standing there in a daze.

They even took turns lying down on the ground, letting the other beast attack them.

Going back and forth like this, the final result for both Exotic Beasts was mutual destruction.

By the time the third match ended, another draw had occurred.

The atmosphere in the entire venue instantly erupted like a storm.

Countless shouts of abuse rang out as the audience, furious, demanded an explanation from the arena.

Three consecutive draws—who would ever bet like that?

This was clearly a scripted scenario by the Beast Fighting Arena, designed solely to swindle their money.

Even the host, who was usually exceptionally eloquent, had no idea how to explain it.

The staff could no longer sit still and immediately reported the matter to the arena's senior officials.

Zhou Mingren, the master of the Blood Cherry Beast Fighting Arena, was also the head of Exotic Beast Management for the Jinzhou Military Region and a seasoned Beast Tamer.

Upon learning of the night's events at the arena, he quickly arrived via Low Altitude Aircraft.

After clarifying the specifics, Zhou Mingren's brow furrowed into a knot.

"How could this happen? Investigate immediately and find out who is manipulating the matches."

The Blood Cherry Beast Fighting Arena had been established for over a hundred years and had never encountered such a situation.

"Didn't we also have three draws a few days ago?"

Zhou Mingren clearly remembered that a few days prior, a staff member had reported someone betting on three draws, a situation very similar to tonight's.

The staff immediately checked the betting data from tonight's session through the backend.

They were then horrified to discover that among the tens of thousands of spectators in the entire venue, only one person had correctly predicted all three consecutive matches.

However, since the arena did not record the spectators' personal information, they did not know who this person was, only the number on the betting device in their hand.

The staff quickly reported, "Arena Master, betting device number 3116 has won all bets, accumulating a total prize of 16 million."

"Find the person using this betting device tonight immediately."

Soon, martial artists entered the spectator stands and, based on the seat number linked to the betting device, headed straight for the target area.

However, by this time, Lu Feng had already left his seat and was walking toward the exit of the venue.

Because he had manipulated the matches, the entire audience was dissatisfied.

Seeing so many angry looks and hearing the rising chorus of curses, he felt the situation was very unfavorable.

So he decided to quit while he was ahead and quickly leave this place of trouble.

Unfortunately, just as he reached the venue exit, several staff members blocked his path.

"Excuse me, the arena is verifying some matters. You cannot leave for now."

One of them said this while scanning the betting device still in Lu Feng's hand. When he saw the number, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Betting device number 3116 is here!"

With his shout, several of the venue's managers quickly surrounded him and, without explanation, restrained Lu Feng.

"What are you doing? I came here as a customer. On what grounds are you arresting me?"

Lu Feng struggled fiercely, but those holding him were all Three Realm Martial Artists. The disparity in strength was too great, and he couldn't break free.

To appease the public's anger, this young man, accused of manipulating the matches, was forcibly brought to the center of the arena, exposed to the gaze of tens of thousands of spectators.

The host picked up the microphone and announced to the entire venue:

"Dear guests, we sincerely apologize. Tonight's matches were indeed abnormal. This young man used some unknown method to interfere with the match results and thereby won a huge sum of money."

"To compensate for everyone's losses, all bets placed on the first three matches will be fully refunded. As for this young man who broke the rules, he will also face severe punishment."

After saying this, Lu Feng was escorted backstage to await his fate.

The arena below erupted into an uproar!

Many spectators remained skeptical.

A teenager, barely in his teens, truly had the ability to manipulate a fierce battle between Exotic Beasts?

The whole thing sounded far-fetched.

However, since the bets had been fully refunded, most people's emotions had calmed down considerably.

Among the tens of thousands of spectators, one person, upon seeing the face on the arena stage, was stunned speechless, frozen in place.

This person was none other than Zheng Tong, the young master of the Zheng Family.

As the grandson of the Vice City Lord, he was a regular at the Beast Fighting Arena and always bought premium inner-ring seats closest to the arena.

He saw it clearly and unmistakably—the young man brought onto the stage was none other than his classmate, Lu Feng, from whom he had stolen the Martial University spot!

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