Marvel's Magic Master

Chapter 448 All Bet on Me (Update )
"That's it, I understand."

George raised his eyebrows and instantly understood Feng Xingtong's good intentions.

But he doesn't care about that at all.

He didn't understand this new world, so he chose to be cautious, deliberately concealing his own strength, and trying not to make his clone appear too out of place.

However, this does not mean that he is really afraid of exposing his strength.

The worst outcome is that he reveals his true strength, then there are beings stronger than him in this world, and then his clone is destroyed.

But for him, this is just the loss of one clone. He still has many clones, and there will be new clones in the future.

Therefore, he hides his strength only as a cautious approach, which does not mean that he must hide his strength. If he encounters someone looking for trouble, he does not mind exposing more of his strength.

If you make him unhappy, he will punish you without any setbacks.

At least for now, there is indeed no existence that can make him feel threatened.

"However, Jin Baobao, if you are willing to join our Tianxia Association, you don't have to be afraid. Fight as you like. Even if you win, the Wang family won't dare to do anything."

Feng Xingtong's eyes turned and he immediately suggested.

He has learned that Jin Baobao defeated three contestants with one move in the competition. A casual cultivator of this age and strength will have a bright future and is worth investing in to join the Tianxia Association.

"I don't have any plans in that regard for now. If I were to consider it, Tianxiahui would be my first choice."

George didn't say anything final right away. After all, he also had his own ideas about the capture of spirits and the dispatch of generals.

At this time, Huang Ming also drew the lot and came back.

"Old Huang, who is your opponent?"

"Xiao Xiao."

Huang Ming opened the lot he had drawn.

"He can blast a person's soul out of their body, but you can also send out the Yang Shen, so you don't have to be afraid of him."

When Xiao Xiao's Heng Ha technique met Huang Ming's Yang Shen, neither of them was better at restraining the other. The outcome depended only on one's on-the-spot response and cultivation during the battle.

"How do you know him so well?"

Huang Ming looked at George in surprise.

George had been with him the entire afternoon, but the two of them had not seen Xiao Xiao's battle, so how could they know Xiao Xiao's information?

"Listen to what Feng Xingtong said."

George replied casually.

Feng Xingtong next to him scratched his head:
"Have I mentioned Xiao Xiao to you? How come you don't remember me?"

"It's Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao who are here."

George casually changed the subject.

"Zhang Chulan, baby, who are you drawing your opponent?"

When Feng Xingtong saw Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao coming over, he immediately leaned over.

Then he gloated:
"Zhang Chulan, you are in trouble. You have drawn the Green Talisman God Shan Shitong."

"Green Talisman God?"

Zhang Chulan obviously didn't know this person.

Feng Xingtong explained:

"Their family has a secret talisman technique passed down from generation to generation, which is specifically designed to seal other people's meridians. And unlike ordinary talismans, it does not require a lot of preparation in advance, making it hard for people to defend themselves."

"Yexing, Jiyun, it's getting late, please take everyone to the rooms where we have arranged their accommodations."

At this time, Zhang Lingyu, who was wearing a Taoist robe and standing in the front of the crowd, gave instructions to the two middle-aged Taoists standing next to him.

"Yes, little uncle!"

The two middle-aged Taoist priests saluted Zhang Lingyu, and then said to all the contestants:

"Everyone please follow us."

"Let's go."

George and Huang Ming followed the crowd and walked towards the accommodation in the back mountain. "Old Jin, do you want to bet? I opened a handicap. How about making a small profit?"

I had only taken a few steps when a fat man came over with a tablet.

George was not surprised and took the tablet:

"Let's take a look first and then talk."

Before the game, he separated three thought bodies to watch the game in the other three venues.

In order to better understand the skills and Taoist techniques of the players from various factions, he naturally also deliberately sought out commentators like Feng Xingtong.

One of them is the fat man named Zanglong, who is also an expert in collecting intelligence.

At the other two venues, he also made friends with Zhi Jinhua and Bai Shixue.

"When did these people get to know each other? Was it during my competition?"

Seeing that Jin Baobao had made new friends, Huang Ming was secretly puzzled.

This was not the first time this had happened. When he first came here to gather, he found that several contestants he didn't know were greeting Jin Baobao.

But Jin Baobao was obviously with him all the time, except when he was competing.

"One to forty."

George looked at the odds on the tablet and found that he was at the bottom of the list.

Yes, the odds were about who would get first place in the end. Although he defeated three players in the first round, they were all rookies and casual cultivators, so it was impossible for them to win very high.

The ones with the closest odds of one to one are Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing, Feng Shayan, Lu Linglong and Jia Zhengliang.

That Wang Bing paid ten to one, Feng Xingtong paid ten to one, Huang Ming paid twenty to one, Feng Baobao paid thirty to one, and Zhang Chulan paid a hundred to one.

"Forget it, I won't buy it."

This clone of his is not short of money. He is a typical rich second-generation. The accumulated pocket money in his bank account has exceeded 10 million, some of which is given by his father, some by his mother, and occasionally by his sister.

But because he stayed in Flamel Academy for many years to study magic, he basically didn't move.

"Old Huang, you can try to buy some."

As he said this, he handed the tablet to Huang Ming.

Huang Ming took a look and finally shook his head:
"Forget it, that's all my pocket money. If I lose the bet, it'll be gone."

Baiyun Temple is not as wealthy as Longhu Mountain. His savings over the years added up to less than three thousand, and he doesn't want to lose it all.

George whispered to Huang Ming:
"Old Huang, believe me or not, if you believe me, bet everything on me."

"Old Jin, all in on you?"

Huang Ming's eyes suddenly widened.

He is very self-aware and knows that it is impossible for him to get first place, and even if Jin Baobao has hidden strength, it is not certain.

"Don't worry, I have a trump card. If you win, it's all yours, and if you lose, it's mine."

George smiled and winked.

He must get the Tongtian Lu, so the first one will definitely be his.

Huang Ming is his first friend in this world. Huang Ming will not accept money directly. Helping him make some money in this way can be considered as some kind of reward.

"I'll cover the loss myself. Lao Jin, you better keep up the good work. This is all my savings over the years!"

Seeing that Jin Baobao didn't seem to be joking, Huang Ming hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and agreed, then took out his cell phone and transferred three thousand yuan to Canglong.

In fact, he did not make this decision entirely on impulse.

They had sparred more than once since they met, and although each time ended in a draw, he sensed something was amiss.

Every time Jin Baobao performs just right, and Senior Brother Lai Na always says that Jin Baobao's strength is not that simple.

Besides, Jin Baobao is not the kind of person who likes to brag, so maybe there really is a chance.

Three thousand yuan, if you really win the bet, that would be one hundred and twenty thousand yuan, and you can buy whatever you want then.

He has been wanting to get a new cell phone for a long time, but his senior brother has never bought one for him.

(End of this chapter)