Subsequently, Ye Chen, Ning Fengzhi, and Gu Rong came to the opening of the Great Fighting Soul Arena together.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong are both public figures and have relatively high reputations, and the waiters at the entrance of the opening are naturally recognizable at a glance.

"I've seen Sect Master Ning, His Majesty Bone Douluo!"

Immediately, the waiter stepped forward and greeted the two.

"I'm looking for you to take care of things."

Seeing that there were more people at the scene, Ning Fengzhi didn't have the idea of lining up honestly, and was ready to call their head directly.

"Yes, Sect Master Ning, His Majesty Bone Douluo, please follow me to the VIP room and wait for a while."

The waiter bowed slightly and said to Ning Fengzhi.

"Hmm."

Nodding, the three of them followed the waiter to the VIP room.

Not long after the three of them took their seats in the VIP room, Ye Chen saw a chubby middle-aged man push open the door of the VIP room and walk in.

"I've seen Sect Master Ning, His Majesty Bone Douluo, and this young master.

In the next money to come to Fu, the steward at the handicap of the Great Fighting Soul Arena, I don't know what to tell Sect Master Ning to find him? ”

As soon as Qian Laifu came in, he immediately saluted the three of them, and his posture was very respectful.

'Rifle? Is it the one that Chang Wei beats? ’

Ye Chen thought to himself.

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi didn't speak, but just glanced at Ye Chen.

"Money manager, I bet a lot on your handicap before, so for convenience, I asked Uncle Ning to come with me."

As he spoke, Ye Chen handed over the eighteen bills in his hand with a bet of one million to Qian Laifu.

Qian Duoduo took the betting ticket and immediately checked it.

Good guys, all of them are one million, and they are still betting on the big dark horse of Canghui Academy.

Canghui Academy has just been unpopular, Qian Laifu, as the manager of the handicap office, naturally has an understanding of the odds of Canghui Academy, and knows that what he is holding in his hand is not eighteen bills, but more than 100 million gold soul coins!

Seeing so many betting notes, Qian Laifu also realized why Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong came to find it.

You must know that this is a huge amount of more than 100 million gold soul coins, and with such huge benefits, Ye Chen is worried that the Great Fighting Soul Field will do something out of the ordinary, but it is not incomprehensible.

Of course, buyers who can bet 18 million gold soul coins at one time definitely belong to people with deep backgrounds, and the Great Fighting Soul Field may not dare to make any small moves.

The most important point is that the Golden Soul Coins won by betting are not from the Great Fighting Soul Field, but those rich people who bet, and they are just middlemen in the Great Fighting Soul Arena.

"Dare to ask the young master's name? You can rest assured, this bill was issued by my Great Fighting Soul Field, and it will naturally be cashed out in a lot. ”

Not to mention that Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong were still sitting next to Ye Chen, even if the two of them were not there, Qian Laifu would definitely say the same.

After all, even if you want to hack this huge amount of money, you can't make small moves in your own big fighting arena!

Well, at least we have to wait for Ye Chen to go out.

"Ye Chen."

"There is less dust, I will let people cash it out for you!"

"Well, then thank you for the money."

"The dust is less polite, my big fighting arena is warmly welcome to the distinguished guests who come to bet on the handicap."

Qian Laifu is right, after all, there are more people who bet, and the commission of the handicap in the Great Fighting Soul Field is more considerable.

For example, this time, although Ye Chen earned a lot, the Great Fighting Soul Field relied on the commission, and also earned more than seven million gold soul coins on Ye Chen, which is not a small amount of money.

Then, Qian Laifu turned around and left the VIP room and went to get the gold coin card for Ye Chen.

"Uncle Ning, shall we discuss something?"

After Qian Laifu left, Ye Chen said to Ning Fengzhi.

"Oh?"

"The Soul Master Contest has just begun, and I plan to make a good profit, but you also know that when you place a bet, a single person can only bet one million at a time, which is not very efficient, why don't you send a few subordinates to me to help?"

In fact, Ye Chen had this idea after knowing that there was an upper limit for handicap betting.

Every time you come to place a bet and receive money, you have to change your body shape in order not to attract attention, which is more troublesome.

If Ning Fengzhi could send someone to help him, not to mention improving efficiency, he could also pull up the tiger skin of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect to prevent any crooked brains from being born in the Great Fighting Soul Field.

"Okay, I'll send a few disciples to you tomorrow."

Ning Fengzhi agreed, anyway, Ye Chen was his future son-in-law, and it wasn't a big deal.

"Hehe, then thank you, if I earn more, I'll give you some good gifts when the time comes!"

If you make a lot of money in the Great Fighting Soul Arena in the Soul Master Contest this time, it is not impossible to give Ning Fengzhi some gifts.

Of course, the premise is to make a lot of money.

After all, every time there is a handicap, the amount is not infinite, Ye Chen has made a lot of money, and those rich people who have lost money may be reluctant to bet.

And even if you can bet on it every time, some handicaps with too low odds may also lose money.

'Gifts? ’

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows, thinking of the three immortal grasses that Ye Chen had sent before.

Immediately, the father-in-law looked at his son-in-law, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

It didn't take long for Qian Laifu to come in with a large stack of gold coin cards.

"There is little dust, this is a gold coin card that can cash out 135.09 million."

As he spoke, Qian Laifu handed all the gold coin cards in his hand to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's eighteen bills, after deducting the commission, were exactly 135.09 million gold soul coins.

"Thank you for the money."

After taking the gold coin card and checking it, Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction.

In just a few days, the original principal of several million swelled to more than 130 million, and Ye Chen had to sigh that this Golden Soul Coin was too easy to earn.

"The Great Age of Genes"

One small goal, achieved! Flattered~.

......

"Brother Chen, have you got the Golden Soul Coins?"

In the stands of the Great Fighting Soul game, Ma Hongjun asked Ye Chen, who had just come back, excitedly.

"Fatty, what are you doing? Let's say okay first, I won't divide you. ”

Ye Chen immediately raised his vigilance.

After the Soul Master Competition, he had a lot of demand for Golden Soul Coins.

Zhu Zhuqing has a ghost cat's left leg bone, Ning Rongrong has a phantom wisdom skull, and the spiritual condensation wisdom skull rewarded by the champion of the finals needs to be upgraded to a hundred thousand years.

Just the years used to improve the soul bone require more than two small targets of gold soul coins.

Don't look at the fact that he can now rely on his son's filial piety to more than six small goals every year, in fact, life is relatively tight.

Well, I don't believe ghosts!

"Brother Chen, where do you want to go? Am I a fat man? I just want to see more than 100 million Golden Soul Coins. ”

It's not that Ma Hongjun hasn't seen the Golden Soul Coins, but he really hasn't seen more than 100 million Golden Soul Coins.

"See a fart! Don't you know that wealth is not exposed? ”

Ye Chen rolled his eyes, he is not a high-profile person, he can just make a fortune in a muffled voice, but he can't shout everywhere.