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Chapter 120 Very realistic odds

Huaxia Kingdom, Beizhou, First Military Region Hospital.

Chen Ruoli had not been discharged from the hospital yet. He stood on the lawn, as if he was preparing momentum, and the Shen family gathered around a stone table not far away. Chen Ruotong stared at the building in front of him: that building was very similar to the Qiaotian City Mansion before.

"I don't know how Lin Dong is now, whether she lives a hard life." Chen Ruotong remembered Lin Dong's firm and handsome face and his unruly smile, and her pretty face was slightly red. A scholar like Chen Ruotong, who has a deep psychological attainment, became more and more curious about Lin Dong after she could not see through Lin Dong's deep eyes and strange behavior.

While her heart was trembling, she had not realized that she had missed Lin Dong. Although she had been studying abroad for several years, she was a lady from a traditional family in her bones, and her degree of loyalty was much better than that of ordinary women. When she first met Lin Dong, her heart was out of control. There was no love at first sight in the world? It might be because she didn't meet the right person.

Chen Ruotong became more and more sure that the person she was right was Lin Dong.

Chen Ruotong quietly turned her eyes to her father at the stone table and her relatives who were talking to her father. Since her father was kicked out of the Shen family, he has been thinking about how to fight back to the Shen family.

"Lin Dong is so smart and calm, I wonder if he can help my father pay attention..." Chen Ruotong looked at him in a daze. She had not realized that she wanted to go to Qiaotian City, and she wanted to find a reasonable reason.

Chen Ruoli suddenly screamed strangely: "I have become a warrior? I am a warrior in the martial arts realm!!!"

When Chen Ruotong heard this, she hurried forward and asked in surprise: "Brother, have you... really been promoted to a warrior?"

The former head of the Shen family, Chen Ruotong's father, Chen Geru, encountered thunder. After a moment of surprise, he ran towards Chen Ruoli. The other people stood up and went forward to inquire.

"Sure enough, Li'er, I can feel the slight fluctuation of the Yuanli in your body. Work hard, I am currently a martial arts practitioner. If I find a good teacher for you, your future achievements will be above your father." Chen Ge's eyes were rosy, and his heavy hands pressed on Shen Ruoli's shoulders, his tone was full of love.

Chen Ruoli laughed loudly and said proudly: "I want to worship the best teacher in the world!"

Chen Ge was slightly stunned, then his expression dimmed and said, "The best teacher in the world is not something that a small family like us can climb up!"

Chen Ruotong was very happy and said softly: "Although our family is average, it is in the first few days of Jingtian City. Does China have such a powerful martial arts school?"

"Located in Qiaotian City, the world's No. 1 Taoist temple!" Before Chen Ge spoke, an old man behind him sighed: "Every disciple there, as long as he says a word, the entire Jingtian City family will be destroyed! All the disciples out there are high-level officials of China, and even the current saint Xiahou Ming has no chance to worship there. Because there is no way to accept children from the Xiahou lineage."

Chen Ruotong was slightly stunned: "The world's number one dojo, hasn't that dojo disappeared for hundreds of years?"

"It didn't disappear, it's just that ordinary people don't know!" Chen Ge shook his head and said, "Let's do this, I'll find some acquaintances in Beizhou. If I can let Li'er enter a martial arts hall, I'll be content!"

A trace of light flashed in Chen Ruotong's beautiful eyes, and she asked hurriedly: "Father, is the world's number one dojo in Qiaotian City?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

A shyness flashed in Chen Ruotong's eyes and said, "Father, I want to go to Qiaotian City and ask my younger brother about recruiting apprentices for the world's number one dojo."

Chen Ge captured the little emotion in Chen Ruotong's eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "You go, be careful. Although we are the Shen family, we are now being hunted by the Shen family. Qiaotian City has a branch of the Shen family, so try to stay away from it."

Chen Ruotong's expression dimmed. Not long ago, it was there that she was taken away by Xiahou Ying. That night, she and Lin Dong...

Staring at Chen Ruotong's back as he gradually faded away, the old man behind Chen Ge sighed: "You're not a woman who is too old to stay!"

Chen Ge took a deep breath and said, "Her mother died early. I have been busy with family affairs and have no time to care about her. Now that she has been expelled from the Shen family, she is just a slight person. Uncle, please help me protect her!"

The old man behind Chen Ge clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"

Chen Ruoli hurried forward and said, "Father, I also want to go to Qiaotian City..."

Qiaotian City, thousands of miles away from Beizhou.

The fourth round of Qiaotian City Martial Arts Conference ends very early. When there is a gap between elites, the battle will end quickly. Thirteen people will participate in the fifth round. Except for the King of Duanhe Yang Sandao and Lin Dong and Pang Zhande who was bye, the remaining ten people are members of the Martial Arts Association.

This means that except for Lin Dong and Yang Sandao, all other personnel belong to Qiao Tian City Martial Arts Association, and it is not an exaggeration to call the fifth game a quota competition within the Martial Arts Association.

This time, it is no longer a knockout system. Each of the thirteen players has to play with others. As one of the thirteen players, Lin Dong needs to play one game with the other twelve players. The final ranking starts by the number of wins.

"In this ranking competition, Pang Zhande may be the first place, and the second place should be Niu Santong or Zuo Wujiang. Hey, Lin Dong can't win in one game. I heard from my friend that Lin Dong has no cultivation and his external skills are too poor. It is purely due to luck to get here. You said that no matter how lucky he is, God can't hit a few thunders and kill everyone, right?"

"Hey, it's interesting. No one will buy Lin Dong's victory this time. This betting is complicated, and Lin Dong won't have a win. I will buy Lin Dong and win!"

"I heard that guy has no cultivation and has not become a warrior. How could he beat other people?"

"I'll buy Lin Dong to win. What if the others were suffocated to death by peeing when they were against Lin Dong... Hahaha!" The smile was full of sarcasm.

The square with nearly 190,000 people was extremely noisy. They were all discussing Lin Dong's competition, and everyone regarded Lin Dong as a clown, believing that Lin Dong had no victory, without exception.

This time, Ouyang's betting venue in Qiaotian City announced the odds about Lin Dong in advance. When Lin Dongsheng fought against Yang Sandao, Lin Dongsheng would be compensated 99, while Lin Dongsheng would be compensated 99, while Lin Dongsheng would be compensated 999. Lin Dongsheng would be compensated 999. Lin Dongsheng would be compensated 999.

And if these people beat Lin Dong, they would lose one by one.

Lin Dong's odds are also very high for the betting of winning rankings. The betting field did not provide the odds at the end of Lin Dong. If Lin Dong wins 13, if Lin Dong wins 12th place, one will pay two. If 11th place, one will pay four... If Lin Dong wins 1st place, he will buy one and pay four thousand,096.

This is very realistic data, and Qiao Tianshi was so excited. Most people are unwilling to buy Lin Dongsheng. They think that buying is a loss. They are very shameless in spending money. However, some people who are not familiar with Lin Dong have shamelessly bought Lin Dongsheng. After all, Lin Dong won the first few games by luck.

If luck comes again, wouldn’t I be... making a fortune?

The competition schedule and the referee team from the China Martial Arts Association will take three days to take their seats. The martial arts conferences in other cities and states will end in these two days. Three days later, Qiao Tian City, the only one in the China country, is still in the qualifying round of the finals.

In order to get familiar with Lin Dong, Ouyang Ming took the initiative to contact the organizer Pang Youde, which allowed the referee team of the China Martial Arts Association to come. Since there were three days of free time, this game no longer decided by drawing lots, and the schedule of the game will be announced in three days.

Since receiving the news from Beizhou Wudao Mountain, Qiaotian Martial Arts Association has been extremely excited. As the organizer, Pang Zhande immediately set off to Beizhou Wudao Mountain.

Qiaotian City, Wudao Street, and the building of the Wudao Association.

After Pang Zhande left, members of other martial arts associations in Qiaotian City held a meeting.

They voted unanimously to replace Lin Dong with a member of Qiao Tian Martial Arts Association. Lin Dong had no cultivation, and it was ridiculous to be able to advance to the qualifying tournament. Who made him so lucky? However, the referee of the referee team this time was Ouyang Ming, the president of the China Martial Arts Association. They believed that if Lin Dong came on the court, Qiao Tianshi would be completely lost.

Taking advantage of the troubled waters is embarrassing on the court? This is absolutely not possible, after all, the entire game is broadcast live.

After counting the votes, Zuo Wujiang laughed and stood up and said, "Fifteen votes support Lin Dong and voted zero votes to agree with Lin Dong's appearance. That's it! Let my eldest disciple play instead of Lin Dong, and Lin Dong has no cultivation and is seen by President Ou, and he will definitely mock me, Qiao Tian City, no one?"

"Don't make it public first. Let's notify Lin Dong until the day of the competition!"

"I would like to thank that boy Lin Dong, don't dare to refuse!"
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