Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

Chapter 109: Rewards for Winning
Only Long Haochen still had persistence in his heart and believed in Cai'er, betting one thousand with his personal merit points.

Yang Wenzhao continued, "But don't worry, Lu Xi's odds are 1:30, so even if you lose, you won't lose too much."

"By the way, I saw that Lao Wu was still looking for someone to borrow merits from. How much are your bets?" Yang Wenzhao asked.

"Ten thousand."

"what!"

Long Haochen, Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi were all shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect An Lan to be so bold as to give out 10,000 merit points at once.

"An Lan, you are too impulsive. How much effort does it take for us to earn 10,000 merits? If you don't think about yourself, you should think about your partners at least."

Yang Wenzhao believed that An Lan was too powerful and had become a dictator within the team, disregarding the feelings of other partners, so there was even a hint of reprimand in his tone when he spoke.

After all, his fiancée Chen Ying'er is also in An Lan's team.

An Lan smiled and said nothing. After all, they were not very familiar with each other.

Chen Ying'er couldn't sit still any longer. She snorted coldly and said, "What does it have to do with you how much our captain has suppressed? Do you need to meddle in other people's business? Look at how stingy you are. You have the nerve to ask for credit for just a hundred merits?"

Chen Ying'er asked three questions in a sarcastic tone, which were like three needles piercing Yang Wenzhao's heart.

Yang Wenzhao was embarrassed and couldn't help but said angrily: "Ying'er, stop making trouble. I'm just worried that An Lan will be deceived."

Chen Ying'er said with disdain on her face: "You should worry about yourself first. Is 10,000 merits worth a lot? Anyway, it's really nothing for our team."

"You..." Yang Wenzhao blushed.

At this time, An Lan finally spoke, "Ying'er, you are not behaving well."

When Chen Ying'er heard An Lan's tone as if she was coaxing a little girl, her pretty face couldn't help but blush, even though she was obviously older.

However, since An Lan had spoken, Chen Ying'er didn't say anything else.

An Lan looked at Yang Wenzhao and said apologetically, "Ying'er is not sensible, Brother Yang, please don't take it to heart."

Yang Wenzhao had found a way out and couldn't say anything more.

It just feels a bit weird. She's obviously his fiancée, so why does he feel like an outsider at this moment?

At this moment, Long Haochen suddenly stood up and walked outside.

"Brother Long, where are you going?" Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi asked.

"Go and give Brother An Lan some fuel." Long Haochen quickened his pace.

At this moment, Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi finally reacted. An Lan dared to put out 10,000 merit points as a bet, and even let Lu Xi and Yi Jun open the market. If he was not absolutely sure, how could he be so confident?

The odds are 1 to 30. If Cai Er wins...

Long Haochen and the other two found it hard to remain calm at the thought. After leaving the trial field, they rushed towards the trading center at almost the fastest speed.

Not long after, Long Haochen and the other two returned with dejected looks on their faces.

Long Haochen sat aside, regretting that he was too slow to react.

Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi complained to An Lan angrily, "An Lan, you don't care about Lu Xi and Yi Jun. We placed additional bets, but they refused to accept them."

Hearing this, An Lan looked at Lu Xi.

Lu Xi quickly explained: "It's not that we don't accept it, you just came after the betting was over."

Yi Jun continued, "This is the quotation that I asked the staff of the trading center to notarize. Time is limited. Please come earlier next time."

After that, Lu Xi leaned over to An Lan's ear and whispered a few words. Hearing this, An Lan's smile was a little weird.

"Captain, you must learn to share your happiness." Chen Ying'er looked at An Lan's forced smile and came forward with some curiosity.

An Lan had no choice but to whisper to Chen Ying'er, "These two guys both put 100 merits on us, but they also put 10,000 merits on that old man. If they want to regret it now, what were they doing before?"

The corners of Chen Ying'er's mouth twitched a few times and she couldn't help laughing out loud. From time to time, she looked at Yang Wenzhao with eyes full of mockery and contempt.

Soon, the competition began.

An Lan squeezed Cai'er's little hand and said, "I'll give you a reward tonight if you win the game."

Cai'er's beautiful face was faintly blushed, and she began to look forward to it.

Cai'er walked to the center of the trial field. This was the Knight Trial Field. The referee was a seventh-rank Templar Knight. The winner had to pay 500 merit points as the referee's reward.

The Templar Knight glanced at the still very young Cai'er and couldn't help but remind her: "Little girl, it's not too late to reduce some of your merits now."

"Thank you for the reminder. I have confidence in myself." Cai'er said.

The referee didn't know what to say, so he said, "In that case, transfer all the merit points you bet on to me."

Cai'er and Laowu transferred out merits respectively.

Lao Wu took a look at Cai'er. Although he was amazed by her beauty, he was more excited.

Judging from Cai'er's appearance, she is only about ten years old at most. Even if she has been practicing since her mother's womb, how strong can she be?
The referee said, "This is just a competition. If one party admits defeat or loses the ability to fight, it will be deemed the loser. The opponent may not be injured or disabled."

As they were talking, five thick stone pillars appeared on the trial field, making it easier for assassins to play to their strengths.

Lao Wu has put on a set of magic-grade heavy armor and his weapons are a pair of spirit-level battle axes. With his rough face and strong body, he looks very oppressive.

Cai'er's side was simple, she only had a dark golden dagger in her hand.

The two signaled to the referee that they were ready.

The referee did not hesitate and shouted, "The game begins!"

Cai'er moved the moment the words fell.

Holding a dark golden dagger, she walked step by step towards Lao Wu, who was fifty meters away.

She had no intention of using the five stone pillars to conceal her figure, and she was exposed to everyone's view.

Her speed seemed slow, but every step she took allowed her to appear three meters away.

Lao Wu couldn't help but frown when he saw this. When he knew that his opponent was an assassin, he had already prepared for a long battle.

Even if he was confident that his skills were stronger than his opponent's, the assassin could still rely on his agility to tangle with him for a long time.

But at this moment, Cai'er seemed very confident in her own strength and planned to confront him head-on.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer, Lao Wu ignored the bad premonition in his heart and directly swung the two axes in his hands towards Cai'er.

The giant axe in Lao Wu's hand was half the size of a wheel, and it was extremely powerful. In front of him, Cai'er looked too thin.

The giant axe fell directly on Cai'er's shoulder, but Lao Wu was immediately shocked because what he saw was just an illusion.

When did the opponent release the skill?
Lao Wu didn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual power before Cai'er had already completed her shadow clone and left the place.

Suddenly, Lao Wu felt a chill on his back, and an extremely domineering and terrifying aura burst out towards him.

(End of this chapter)