Chapter 363: Jubao Building

With the end of the competition, the top three have come out, and it is Zheng Feng, Fu Sickhu and Qinglian Gongzi Jiang Hanyu.

The final round is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, and after Zheng Feng gets the news, he returns to his original residence.

After this competition, he defeated Zhao Yu in a row, and Gao Peng, the formation genius of the Gao family, can be regarded as a little famous.

"That's Zheng Feng......"

"Even the formation genius Gao Peng is not his opponent......"

"I wonder if he can win tomorrow?"

Walking on the bustling and lively street, it attracts the admiring and awe-inspiring eyes of passers-by, and there are exclamations.

"Brother, have you heard, the Treasure Building is open!" said a pedestrian in a loud voice.

This treasure building is the largest casino in Luoshui City, and the backer behind the rumors is an ancestor of the Luo family.

"Bet on what?" someone asked curiously.

"Bet on the champion of tomorrow's tournament!" someone shouted excitedly.

"Let's go, let's see!" someone suggested.

Cultivators have no entertainment, and this gambling has become a popular way to play, which is exciting, some people earn spirit stones, and many people like to gamble on two handfuls when they have nothing to do.

Zheng Feng was idle and bored, and when he heard the opening of the Jubaolou Casino, his heart moved slightly, and he also walked in with the crowd.

He wants to establish his own power, and the Demon Punishment Alliance is still in its infancy for the Nine Cities Alliance, and its strength is still too weak.

If you want to develop your power, the premise is that you need a large number of spirit stones to buy the resources needed for cultivation.

The Demon Punishment Alliance is now migrating, and it needs to consume a lot of materials every day, and with the current reserves, it can barely be used for two or three years.

However, you can't sit back and eat nothing, you must find a way to earn spirit stones in order to develop and grow.

Zheng Feng came to the door of the treasure building, and did not follow the crowd into it, but walked into a remote path.

After more than a dozen breaths, Zheng Feng appeared from another intersection, but the aura on his body had completely changed.

Whether it is the appearance or the fluctuation of cultivation, it has changed into the appearance of another person.

His cultivation had reached the stage of transforming into a god, and the Thousand Illusions Dafa he had cultivated before had already reached the limit, and it didn't have much effect on him.

However, it is used to restrain the breath and change the appearance, which is enough to reach the point of being fake.

"So no one knows it's me. Zheng Feng muttered in his heart, after all, his deity, too many people know, may not avoid unnecessary trouble, it is better to change his identity.

Only then did he follow the crowded crowd and walked into the treasure building, which was very noisy and noisy, because the competition brought a large number of people.

Some of the children of small and medium-sized families in the surrounding cities, as well as wealthy nobles, can come to the treasure building, and they are all worth a lot of money.

"It's opened, I'll tell you about it first, and now it's suppressing. A Jindan monk shouted loudly, wearing a standard uniform, clearly from the Treasure Tower.

"If you win by ambushing the sick tiger, you will lose one out of ten!"

"Pressed Qinglian Gongzi Jiang Hanyu won, seventeen with one!"

"If Zheng Feng wins, fifty-two to one!"

"Tsk, it seems that I am so unfavorable. Zheng Feng chuckled lightly, and secretly mocked in his heart.

It seems that he has not directly shown his true strength, and there are not many people who are optimistic about him.

Fifty-two to one, that is, pressing a spirit stone on his body, you can get fifty-two fast spirit stones.

Zheng Feng's heart was suddenly ecstatic, this was simply a spirit stone for him, and he was still very confident in his own strength.

Suddenly, everyone began to bet passionately, and in the treasure building, each bet was converted into a high-grade spirit stone.

Jubaolou sits in the village, it seems that the odds are so big, it must be a loss, but it is not.

Because tomorrow's martial arts competition and recruitment conference, only one person can win, and the treasure building will be able to eat the other two.

And after you win the bet, the treasure building will also take 20%, and the familiar people will always be those gamblers.

"I'll buy a hundred bets, and I'll win by ambushing the sick tiger!"

"I'll buy 300 bets, press Jiang Hanyu to win!"

"I'll buy ten bets, press Zheng Feng to win!"

Zheng Feng watched quietly for a while, most of the people were pressed on the bodies of Fu Sick Tiger and Jiang Hanyu, and there were very few people who pressed on him.

The reason why someone bets on him is because he has the highest odds, and if he is an upset, it is a big profit.

The noisy and noisy sound sounded in the treasure building, and these children of the family could be described as spending money and betting frantically.

Zheng Feng checked some storage rings, which were also worth a lot of money accumulated over the years, and they were all cleared out at this time.

"I'll buy 3,000 bets, and I'll win by pressing Zheng Feng!" shouted a rough man.

The entire treasure building was quiet for a while, and they all looked at this rough man, as if they were looking at a fool.

"Oh good, here's your credential. The deacon, who was in charge of issuing the vouchers, was also slightly stunned, but immediately with a happy face, he handed a voucher marking three thousand to Zheng Feng.

Zheng Feng accepted the voucher and did not stop at all, directly out of the Jubao Building, and disappeared into a remote alley.

"Where did the madman come from, he actually dared to press on Zheng Feng. "Some people think it's incredible.

"Hehe, it's probably an outsider who doesn't know the details, but it's all in the water. Someone laughed sarcastically.

Three thousand high-grade spirit stones, converted into low-grade spirit stones, that is thirty million, which is also a lot of money.

It didn't take long for a young man dressed as a rich and noble man to walk into the treasure building and come directly to the position of the handicap.

"Buy five thousand bets for Young Master Ben, and press Zheng Feng to win!" said the rich noble son magnificently.

Jubaolou became quiet again, and everyone shouted in their hearts: Where is this fool again?

"This brother, didn't you go to the competition today?" someone kindly asked.

"Let's see what kind of competition, Young Master Ben has a lot of money, and he is willing!" said the rich noble man with his head raised and disdainful.

"Yes, yes, just have fun, this son, this is your credential, please take it!" the deacon glared at the man fiercely, and said to Zheng Feng with a random smile on his face.

After a period of time, Zheng Feng changed his identity and pressed most of the spirit stones on his body.

After a few times, about 30,000 high-grade spirit stones were exchanged for a bunch of vouchers.

In the end, because of his one-man suppression, he forced the ratio of fifty-two to one to twenty-two to one.

However, compared with the five to one of the sick tigers and the seven to one of the Qinglian sons Jiang Hanyu, Zheng Feng's odds are still several times higher.

Jubaolou had already made a detailed assessment of Zheng Feng's strength, and only then did it set such high odds to attract other gamblers to bet.

It's just that I didn't expect that there were really many people who pressed on Zheng Feng's body and reduced the odds by half.

For this result, the person in charge of the Jubao Building is naturally very satisfied, as long as they wait for tomorrow's competition, these spirit stones will naturally all belong to them.

Everything is waiting for the final competition tomorrow!