Wisdom Like Yun Qingyang

Ma Feifei stared at the opposing armies on the projection screen, his eyes suddenly darting around. With a wave of his hand, a long table appeared in front of him. "Come on, come on, the official betting odds are here! Predict which side will win between Qin and Yan. The odds are currently 1/1. Everyone is welcome to place their bets!" Ma Feifei shouted.

The onlookers were stunned for a moment, then rushed towards Ma Feifei in a swarm.

"Shopkeeper, I'll bet ten thousand Spirit Crystal on the Yan Army!"

"I'll bet 50,000 Spirit Crystal on Yan Sheng!"

"Are you looking down on my Great Qin? I'll bet two hundred thousand! I'm betting on Great Qin to win!"

"I'm betting on the Great Qin too!"

In an instant, the area outside the Bookstore became a gambling den.

Ma Feifei looked at the table full of spatial bags, his eyes practically disappearing with laughter.

"Yun Qingyang, hurry up and take notes!" Ma Feifei was already a bit overwhelmed, so she quickly called out to the Bookstore.

Twenty minutes later, the market was closed.

There are a total of seven million Spirit Crystal betting on Great Yan.

There are twelve million Spirit Crystal betting on Great Qin Sheng.

The odds for Great Qin have dropped to 0.6.

The odds for Great Yan are still 1.

No matter how this game is played, Ma Feifei will never lose money.

"Aren't you going to press it?" Ma Feifei asked, noticing Yun Qingyang staring intently at the spatial bag on the table.

Yun Qingyang looked at Ma Feifei and said in a serious tone, "You press me down, I press you down."

Wow! This female dragon has gotten smarter!

That won't do. If Yun Qingyang isn't meant to be a swindler, then it's all meaningless.

Ma Feifei slapped the table and said, "I'm the bookmaker now. Bookmakers can't bet on the outcome; if I win, I'll be accused of cheating, and if I lose, it'll be even worse—I'll lose everything. So I can only watch and make a little money."

Yun Qingyang tilted her head and thought for a moment, feeling that Ma Feifei's words made a lot of sense. She was actually quite tempted, but couldn't decide which side to bet on. So, she asked in a slightly ingratiating tone, "Then which side do you think I should bet on?"

Which side should I bet on? Of course, I'd prefer to lose! Ma Feifei shouted in his heart.

However, thinking about the possibility of Yun Qingyang losing and going berserk, Ma Feifei felt it was better not to court death. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Let's bet on the Yan Army. The odds are high, and this time it's the Yan State's God of War's entered. Defeating the Qin Army shouldn't be a problem."

Being able to access "The Art of War" proves that Luan Feng has a high level of comprehension. In addition, Luan Feng herself is the God of War of War of Yan State. She has never lost a single battle in more than a hundred battles since joining the army, with a 100% win rate. It would be unreasonable not to suppress her.

Yun Qingyang thought for a moment, then took out a spatial bag from his spatial ring and slammed it onto the table. "Alright! I'll bet ten million."

Ma Feifei glanced at the direction the spatial bag had fallen, his eyelids twitching. Pointing in that direction, he said, "Qingyang! Did you drop it in the wrong place? That's the Great Qin over there."

Yun Qingyang shook his head and said, "There's no mistake, it's 'Betting on Great Qin'."

Ma Feifei looked puzzled and asked, "Didn't I tell you to suppress the Great Chu?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyang turned around, her face serious, and looked at Ma Feifei, saying each word clearly, "It's because you said you wanted to suppress Great Chu that I want to suppress Great Qin!"

"Why?" Ma Feifei was completely baffled.

"Because! You! Always! Lie! To! Me!" Yun Qingyang finished speaking and gave a smug 'humph,' as if to say: Little brat, you can't fool me this time.

"I..." Ma Feifei looked at Yun Qingyang, speechless.

Honestly! Putting aside whether Ma Feifei had lied to Yun Qingyang before, right now, Ma Feifei genuinely wanted Yun Qingyang to win! But then this girl suddenly pulled off a complete reversal, doing the exact opposite of what Ma Feifei wanted.

Although Ma Feifei couldn't be 100% certain that Great Yan would win this battle, he was at least 80% confident; if Great Yan did win, Yun Qingyang would lose his ten million Spirit Crystal.

For a mother dragon who would fight Ma Feifei for even five Spirit Crystal, a thousand Spirit Crystal would be the death of her. Ma Feifei couldn't even imagine what Yun Qingyang would become, whether she would be so angry that she would Transform into a Frost Giant Dragon and start spewing breath at the sky, the earth, and the air.

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei felt it was necessary to remind Yun Qingyang for the sake of his own life and the safety of the people of Dubian Town.

"Qingyang, I think you should change your mind."

But Yun Qingyang wouldn't listen. Seeing Ma Feifei keep insisting she change, she felt even more that Ma Feifei was trying to trick her. However, being incredibly clever, she saw through his Foresight and kept shaking her head, saying, "No, I'll bet on Great Qin."

"What if you lose?" Ma Feifei asked in a low voice.

Since Yun Qingyang refused to switch, Ma Feifei Yun Qingyang it was best to give her a heads-up so she could be mentally prepared and perhaps be more resilient if she really lost.

"We won't lose," Yun Qingyang said firmly.

"What if?" Ma Feifei refused to give up.

"You're so annoying!" Yun Qingyang glared at Ma Feifei and said, "If I lose, I'll beat you to death!"

'Thump'

'Thump'

'Thump'

A heavy drumbeat sounded.

'Knock knock knock'

'Knock knock knock'

Faster and faster, faster and faster.

The atmosphere outside the Bookstore gradually became heavy; everyone stopped discussing and stared intently at the projection screen.

'Kill!'

'Kill!'

'Kill!'

Within the projection, the Qin Army suddenly erupted with a loud and orderly roar.

'Boom!'

In an instant, a tangible halo of light rose around the entire Qin Army, instantly increasing Qin Army combat effectiveness by 20%!

The practitioners outside the Bookstore were instantly dumbfounded.

"The cultivation level of an ordinary soldier seems to have reached the Spirit Master First Stage realm!" a cultivator couldn't help but exclaim softly.

"A full 100,000 soldiers! My goodness, if they were brought out like that, they could probably rival the Xianglong Camp!" a cultivator exclaimed.

The Xianglong Camp of the Great Chu was the strongest of all the Chu Kingdom armies, with exactly 100,000 men, and each Xianglong Camp soldier was at the Spirit Master realm.

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

Suddenly, the Qin Army shouted in unison again.

'Call!'

'Boom!'

A gust of wind and a halo of light reappeared, instantly boosting the combat effectiveness of the entire Qin Army by another 20%!

The 100,000 Qin Army all had at least the Spirit Master Third Stage realm!

"It can still grow! What kind of secret technique is this?" The previously imposing middle-aged man lost his composure and was shocked.

Fortunately, the Qin Army finally quieted down and did not shout in unison again, which boosted their fighting power.

At this moment, the Yan Army also made its move.

With a wave of the flag bearer beside Luan Feng, the 100,000 Yan Army instantly began to move, gradually forming a cone-shaped triangle, with Luan Feng leading the way, and the wings gradually widening.

Immediately afterwards, Luan Feng Shou conjured a long spear out of thin air and pointed it towards the sky.

Centered on the spear tip, a beam of light, like a wave, pierced through the 100,000 Yan Army.

'Boom!'

An overwhelming aura rose, and every one hundred thousand Yan Army soldiers stepped into the Spirit Master realm!