In Play

"The odds are too low!"

The second arena match began amid the attention of the gamblers.

Some refused to believe it and still bet on Zhang Manqian, while others swiftly changed their approach.

The fellow beside Zhang Xuezhou was one of the gamblers who changed tack quickly, and Zhang Xuezhou followed his bets.

What some gamblers could see was even more apparent to the sequencers in the arena, whose senses were sharper.

Compared to the fierce assault in the first round, Zhang Manqian's opponent was much more cautious, constantly looking for ways to land a fatal blow.

As a result, the odds on the points bets showed no significant gap for a long time: those who lost didn't lose much, and those who won gained little.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the two percent odds and felt they were better than nothing.

If Zhang Manqian didn't change her style, it would be hard to make much profit on this points match after the fees.

"The odds are a little low, but there's nothing you can do when you run into a fighter like this!"

Zhang Xuezhou voiced his complaint, and the youthful-looking gambler nodded in response.

"A match like this is no fun. All we can do is scrape together a little meal money," the gambler said with a sigh.

"Facing an opponent like this, which of them do you think will change their fighting style again?" Zhang Xuezhou prompted.

"You mean?" the gambler asked doubtfully.

"Want to give it a try?" Zhang Xuezhou suggested.

"Sure, why not!"

The gambler nodded.

By ordinary reasoning, a match like this couldn't have any dramatic ups and downs, and there couldn't be any great profit to be made from it either.

But the gambler didn't mind having a go.

After all, the match they