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Chapter 395: Either go bankrupt or achieve financial freedom; a one-shot 1v10.
"Big Fist, you're the undefeated champion on this stage. I always bet on you to win. But if this little female slaps you so hard you can't get up and you can't beat her, I'll have someone kill you as soon as we leave this arena to settle my score for losing money!"

"Big Fist, you piece of trash, get up now, get up quickly! The 'Towering Tree' only slapped you once. Are you made of paper? You can't just crumble, fall down, and get up after one slap?"

"Big Fist, I've bet you a million to win. Get up right now! A million! That's enough to buy your life! Get up now! I don't want to lose money, so hurry up!"

"Wow, wow, 'Towering Tree,' you're amazing! You're incredible! I bet you'll win! I bet 10 million on you to win! You're so amazing! I'm going to give you a reward!"

"Yeah, yeah, 'towering tree,' I've never seen anyone slam their big fist into the ground so hard they can't even get up. I'll still bet on you to win next round, I'll still bet on you to win!"

The ringmaster, who had been knocked to the ground by Jiang Chacha, listened to the shouts and curses of the audience on stage. He gritted his teeth until they broke, but he couldn't get up.

He felt as if all his strength and mental energy had been drained, leaving only a beating heart, a breathing mouth, and a pile of flesh and bones.

The Death Bureau staff member in charge of overseeing the arena quickly stepped forward, lay down on the platform, and asked the power-type superpower arena champion: "Big Fist, I'll count to 10. If you can't get up and continue fighting, you'll be declared the loser."

"10...9...8..."

The Death Bureau staff counted, and Sui Xuan Chu had already kicked his champion, a pure human male, off the stage.

Seeing this, Jiang Chacha told herself that next time she would kick the ringmaster off the stage as well, and not let him lie on the stage waiting for 10 seconds.

“3…2…1…” The Death Bureau staff called out the last number. Big Fist didn’t get up. He announced to the crowd, “Challenger No. 10, ‘Towering Tree’, has won. The No. 1 ring champion, Big Fist, has lost!”

The big punch made the audience so angry that they spit out their fists and, sitting in their seats, wished they could go down and finish off the big puncher.

The "towering tree" won over the audience, with odds of 1 to 3, tripling the initial investment plus profit. They cheered and shouted enthusiastically to the losers.

In the dark web live stream, those who didn't place bets were yelling, those who lost were yelling, and those who won were yelling too.

After a challenger wins a match on the stage, there is a 10-minute break. During this 10-minute break, bettors on the dark web can settle their bets.

Those overseeing the Death Bureau's backend discovered that numerous accounts were making large bets: "Towering Tree" and "Little Feather" were the two winning accounts.

Once the system determines that both of them have won and settles the amount, those who bet on them to win can start withdrawing their winnings.

The people backstage told the boss of the Death Bureau about this. After hearing it, the boss laughed and said, "At the gambling table, this is very normal. Some people like to gamble conservatively, some like to pretend to be rich, and some are rich."

"These dozen or so accounts made large purchases and then withdrew large sums of money. It's a gamble that guarantees the principal. What's the big deal? Let them withdraw if they want. They're not making money off me; they're making money off other gamblers who lost."

"What's more, I get a 5% commission on every single transaction they make, so I'd love for them to win as much as possible."

"Give a heads-up to the people placing bets in the back office and tell them to keep an eye on these eight new bettors. Also, keep an eye on this whole bunch of accounts betting on who will win. Just have our bettors follow their bets. It's no big deal!"

The person backstage responded, "Yes, boss!"

The boss of the Death Bureau sat in his opulent office, facing a huge wall covered with surveillance cameras projected from all over the city.

After Sui Xuanchu won, Cheng Xiaoting, Huang Dazhuang, Yan Yu, Ju Que and the others also won, but their victories were thrilling and difficult, and they suffered some injuries, but it was nothing serious.

In order to learn more and better understand the difference between themselves and those who used unorthodox methods, they chose to challenge the second ring master.

Jiang Chacha, Zhong Lihe, and Zhang Tingzhou all took turns defeating the first arena master around the same time. After resting for 10 minutes, they challenged the second arena master before Sui Xuanchu and the others.

The announcement came on again: "Congratulations to our challengers number 2, 5, and 10, Little Feather, Eight Legs, and Towering Tree, for winning their challenges against the first arena master and moving on to challenge the second arena master."

"Dear guests here, dear guests of the dark web, please look at the betting display screens in your hands. You have three minutes to place your bets. Let's begin!"

Whether at the venue or watching the live stream on the dark web, people were sending comments or discussing with those around them: "Ring number 10, a pure human female, is obviously pretending to be weak while actually being strong. Bet on her to win, you're guaranteed to make money!"

"What do you mean by 'pretending to be weak to fool others'? How many people have pretended to be weak to fool others in a death game? Quite a few, and in the end, what happened to them? Who didn't get beaten to a pulp and beg for mercy on their knees?"

"That's right, don't jump to conclusions so quickly. Winning one game doesn't mean you've won; you only win if you keep winning."

"The most exciting part of the Death Match is the newcomer challenge; you never know who the next ringmaster will be."

"Don't forget, those who can become arena masters have a 70-80% chance of winning. They are all top-notch in terms of both superpowers and physical strength."

"A towering tree, whether in appearance or figure, her height is deceptive. Betting on her to win after only one game is not a good idea!"

"Look at her odds now, it's 1 to 5, and it just increased by two points, which means she's going to be the next champion, she's incredibly strong."

“No child cries every day, no gambler loses every day. I don’t believe it. I lose when I pay 1 to 3, I still lose when I pay 1 to 5. I just look down on this woman. I’m betting on her to lose.”

“I’m betting on her to lose too. I’m betting 100 million this time. If she loses, I’ll pay 500 million. If she wins, I’ll earn 500 million. I just don’t believe she can win.”

Whether on the dark web or in person, 90% of people didn't believe Jiang Chacha would win, 5% were just watching the show, only 3% bet 10 or 8, 1% bet over a million, and another 1% bet over a hundred million!

Jiang Chacha's second challenger was a giant ape beastman, about 3.5 meters tall. His lower body was that of a giant ape, and he wore a pair of shorts. His legs were covered in long, thick hair. His upper body was human, but his arms were those of a giant ape, and his hands were black and large.

Zhong Lihe's second challenger was a one-horned rhinoceros beastman, whose body was full of muscles and exuded power.

Zhang Tingzhou's second challenger was a boar-like beastman who entered the arena in his beast form, covered in spikes!

The arena's loudspeaker sounded again, just like before, locking in the betting and giving challengers 30 seconds to back out, before the 30-second countdown began.

Thirty seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and the three arenas officially began their battles. Zhang Tingzhou's ability was to change color, and coupled with his enormous beast form, he had an advantage when fighting the main fighter in the first arena!
Now, facing a boar-like beastman covered in spikes, his color-changing ability was useless. Only in his beast form, he drank a color-changing potion and transformed into a giant black octopus with eight horns, attacking the boar-like beastman.

Zhong Lihe's second arena champion, a unicorn rhinoceros beastman, possessed dual-type superpowers of strength and speed, and attacked him with great speed and ferocity.

Jiang Chacha's second arena champion, the giant ape beastman, seemed to shake the arena twice with every step he took, as if he could collapse it.

He was tall and burly, and extremely fast. He rushed towards Jiang Chacha and swung his large, sharp nails at her.

Jiang Chacha used one hand to soothe the three cubs and a golden dragon egg, while using the other hand to retaliate against the large hand that was swung at her.

With a clash of their palms, the giant ape-man was frozen in place, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at his hands, the bones of which shattered and splintered, extending down to his forearm and upper arm!

His huge feet and strong thighs tried to kick Jiang Chacha, but he found that he couldn't lift them at all.

Jiang Chacha withdrew her hand, and the giant ape beastman's bones fractured and broke, stopping at his shoulder. His hands, forearms, and upper arms hung down, and his waist also drooped and arched downwards. The pain caused cold sweat to break out instantly.

The surrounding audience stood up again, craning their necks to look down at the ring, shouting: "Big ape, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and fight! Hurry up and come up! How come you're out of breath all of a sudden?"

"Giant ape-man, your huge arm is as big, thick, and wide as her, and you still can't beat her? You have dual abilities of strength and teleportation, and you still can't beat her? Are you just a freeloader?!"

"Big Ape Man, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her! Don't become a useless piece of trash like Big Fist!"

"Great job, towering tree! If you win this round, I'll give you a reward, a big reward!"

"Me too, I bet 200 million on you, Towering Tree. If you win, I'll give you a 50 reward."

The dark web live stream chat was flooded with comments, with people sending virtual gifts and disdainful messages to the audience: "All talk and no action, what a load of rubbish! You talk about giving gifts, who are you trying to fool? Go ahead and give them!"

“Learn from me! I bet 100 million on the towering tree to win. Her current odds are 1 to 5. If she wins, I'll have 500 million in profit. I'll give her a 500,000 reward now, and if she wins, I'll give her another 20 million!”

"I'll give her a tip too. I also bet on this underdog, just like you, to give her a small tip first. What if she wins later..."

Before the viewers in the dark web live stream could finish sending their comments, they saw the giant ape-orc's legs trembling, its body becoming more and more bent over.

With a loud crash, the giant ape-beastman fell onto the arena, and the "towering tree" standing in front of him leaped behind him.

Everyone was stunned. One blow after another, the "Towering Tree" defeated the first ring master in just one strike, and the second ring master also fell in just one strike.

The losers now strongly suspect that DeathBetween set them up, and that the one or two ring masters they found were useless, easily defeated!

The fallen giant ape-orc couldn't lift his arms and shouted, "I lost! All the bones below my arms are shattered! Take me to the treatment pod! I can't let my arms be useless! I can't!"

The ring leader conceded defeat on his own; there was no need for the Death Bureau staff to start the countdown before he was declared the loser.

As soon as he lost, the other staff from the Death Bureau came over to carry him away. He was so big that he had to change from beast form to human form before he could be carried off.

Jiang Chacha became the first person to win against the second arena, and the system began to settle the winnings and losses from the bets.

Chongming sat in the rest area. His beastly body was less than half a meter long, but his dragon claws skillfully manipulated the quantum tablet in front of him. He settled the money he had won and then withdrew it.

Kong Que was similar to him; he would withdraw his winnings as soon as they were in the account. They both knew that money was only theirs once it was in their account.

People who won money on the spot started cheering and tipping Jiang Chacha: 500,000, 1 million; those who won money in the live stream tipped her: 1 million, 5 million, 10 million; they tipped her money as if it weren't money at all!

The money from tips is transferred directly to the account provided by Jiang Chacha through the system, which is both fast and reliable.

It is precisely because Death Bureau pays so generously that those with skill and ability like to compete. After all, apart from the 5% service fee, they do not charge extra money or deduct money for any reason!
After Zhong Lihe broke off the single horn from the forehead of the ring master, he kicked him off the stage and won. Zhang Tingzhou, with his eight tentacles, barely managed to throw the porcupine beastman off the stage. He won, but all eight tentacles were covered in porcupine quills.

He couldn't challenge the third ring master. If he won, he would step down, quit, and go find Cheng Linyue.

Cheng Linyue was in a separate, transparent treatment room. As soon as he went there, she immediately began to manually remove the thorns from him!

Zhang Tingzhou grimaced in pain, his face contorted, because thorns were embedded in his flesh. He couldn't stand or sit!
Ju Que, Huang Dazhuang, and Yan Yu also lost in the second round of the competition. One had his tooth knocked out, one had his leg broken, and one had his hand broken.

At the beginning of the year, the dragon barely won, and its horns were almost cut off!
The person who is defeated cannot challenge the third round.

Even if Sui Xuan Chu won, after receiving his uncle's message, he didn't challenge him. Instead, he led the group of men with broken arms, legs, and teeth to find Cheng Lin Yue.

The room where Cheng Linyue was located was immediately transformed into a treatment room, with the most advanced treatment pods and equipment all brought out.

The spectators watching were all envious. This is what it means to be truly prepared. Regardless of winning or losing, the priority is to save your life!
Zhong Lihe thought for a moment. He had won two matches, and the money he had won should be enough to buy that S-level healer. Moreover, Jiang Chacha was still there. He decided not to play anymore and instead bet on Jiang Chacha to win!

Eight players took to the field, and by the second round, four lost and four won.

In the third game, seven players were eliminated, leaving only Jiang Chacha.

Jiang Chacha felt they were incredibly disloyal and inwardly despised them, thinking that taking them one by one was too slow and the odds were too low.

Her eyes lit up with a thought, and she reached out and beckoned to Bai Miao.

Bai Miao quickly arrived at the edge of the arena.

She crouched down and whispered a few words to Bai Miao.

Bai Miao was surprised upon hearing this: "Guest, are you sure?"

Jiang Chacha nodded: "I'm sure!"

Bai Miao quickly replied, "Our Death Bureau has no precedent for this. Your request is beyond my authority. I need to report it. Could you please wait a moment?"

Jiang Chacha nodded: "Okay!"

Bai Miao: "Thank you, I'll report it right away!"

Before leaving, Bai Miao paused the game on arena number 10. Pausing meant an extra break, and the arena would not be designated as a ringmaster for the time being.

After Bai Miao left, Jiang Chacha used a trick to block the view, opened her personal terminal, and sent a message to Chongming: "Two of the ten arena masters have already been defeated. I will take on the remaining eight together!"

Chongming kept a close eye on her movements in the rest area. As soon as she sent him a message, he replied instantly: "Are you confident?"

Jiang Chacha: "I'm confident!"

Chongming: "Alright, I'm betting everything on you to win!"

Jiang Chacha: "If I go all in this time, will it be enough to fund Sui Xuanchu's reforms?"

Chongming: "More than enough!"

Jiang Chacha: "Okay, I'll negotiate with the owner of the Death Bureau later and raise my odds a bit."

Chongming: "Be careful, the boss might also take the opportunity to bargain."

Jiang Chacha: "It's okay, it's nothing!"

Chongming: "Okay, be careful and don't overexert yourself!"

Jiang Chacha: "Stop being so fussy!"

Upon hearing Bai Miao's words, the boss of the Death Bureau jumped up from his chair: "Are you serious? Arena number 10, 'The Towering Tree,' is going to take on eight opponents in one?"

Bai Miao replied respectfully through the screen: "Yes, boss, she wants a 1v8, quick and decisive battle, and she wants to raise the price. If she wins 1v8, you give her 1 billion. If she loses 1v8, she won't take a penny of the reward or bonus, and she'll even pay you 1 billion!"

The boss of the Death Bureau hadn't felt this excited in a long time; his heart was racing and his blood was pumping. He immediately said, "Tell her I'm coming right away. I'll talk to her alone. Tell her to wait for me."

Bai Miao replied, "Okay, boss!"

Bai Miao finished her call with her boss and ran over to inform Jiang Chacha.

Jiang Chacha was waiting on the stage.

The surrounding audience and the viewers in the live stream were all confused. Everyone else stopped the challenge and left, not knowing why she had paused.

While waiting on the side, Bai Miao quickly opened his personal computer, checked his account balance, and logged into the dark web live broadcast room. Whether he could achieve financial freedom, change his identity, and leave Lingkuang Star all depended on this one move!

The boss of the Death Bureau arrived quickly and went straight to the arena, asking Jiang Chacha bluntly, "Respected guest, your Class A guide, Bai Miao, told me that you want to fight 1v8 in the arena?"

Jiang Chacha glanced at the boss of the Death Bureau. He was a snake-like beastman with a snake tail behind him. He was a fine-scaled taipan with highly venomous scales and brown eyes.

After reading his message, Jiang Chacha replied, "Yes, everything is just as Bai Miao said. I want to take on eight opponents at once. If I win, in addition to the reward money, you will give me another 1 billion. If I lose, the reward money is yours, and I will compensate you with another 1 billion!"

"I'm going to take on 8 opponents, but the odds have to be at least 10. I'm going to bet on whoever I win. If they win, it's 10 times the payout; if they lose, they're bankrupt!"

The Death Bureau boss's hands were already cold; he was inherently cold-blooded. After hearing her words, he instantly felt his excited hands and feet become even colder.

He asked repeatedly to confirm, "In our deathmatch, there are only 1v2, at most 1v4, never 1v8. Once you confirm it's 1v8, it's either you or them who die!"

Jiang Chacha retorted, "Does winning mean beating them so badly they can't get up, or throwing them off the stage?"

The boss of Death Bureau grunted, "The rules are as they are, but I still have to remind you that if you want to fight 1v8, I'll be facing top arena champions."

"Once the top ring owners step in, I think you might not be able to leave them behind or defeat them?"

Jiang Chacha said with a smile, "You make money by opening the store, and I make money by coming here. If you think it doesn't count, then I'm asking you if you want to make money off my 10 billion yuan that I'm losing money on, or if you want to play a big game?"

The boss of Deathmatch took a deep breath: "You dare to make demands, dare to bargain with me, then I'll bargain with you. Let's have a top-tier, 1v10 match!"

“You won 1v10, so the tips you received are yours, and I will pay you an additional 10 billion.”

"You lost in a 1v10 battle, but the tips you received are yours. You just need to pay me 1 billion, and I'll adjust your odds to 10 to 18!"

"Just as you said, those who bet on you to win will either go bankrupt or achieve financial freedom and have more money than they can spend. Are you in or not?"

Jiang Chacha answered crisply: "Cheers!"

The boss of the Death Bureau nodded and immediately made arrangements, instructing his subordinates to quickly notify all the super-rich and powerful people in the entire M31 star system who had visited Spirit Mine Star or appeared on the dark web, telling them that the Death Bureau had launched a 1v10 arena tournament with odds of 18 to 1!

Then, the owner of Death Bureau took over the arena broadcast and addressed all the audience members present and all the viewers watching the live stream on the dark web: "Dear guests present and guests in the live stream, I am the owner of Death Bureau, and I have some good news to tell you all."

"Our ring challenger, 'Towering Tree,' a pure human female, will bring us a 1v10 challenge with odds of 18 to 1!"

"The challenged ring master is the top 10 ring master of the Death Game ring. To celebrate the first 1v10 in the history of my Death Game, I officially announce that for anyone who bets and wins money, my Death Game will no longer take the 5% service fee, but only the 3% service fee!"

"Beting is allowed for 10 minutes. Spectators, both inside and outside the venue, please hurry and place your bets. Give it your all and experience the thrill!"

The number of audience members at the scene has reached tens of thousands, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has reached hundreds of millions.

The 1v10 victory stunned them, prompting a flurry of discussion and comments: "Did this pure human female go crazy after winning two rounds? 1v10? How could she even think of that!"

"Judging from her winning pattern in the first two matches, she only uses one move against any ring leader, and in a 1v10 situation, she only needs to use 10 moves?"

"Hey upstairs, wake up! The top two arena champions aren't the top arena champions in the Death Arena. The next 10 arena champions are the top 10 arena champions in the Death Arena!"

"I've never heard of a death match. Which challenger is so reckless and suicidal that they dare to take on 10 opponents at once!"

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it hasn't happened. I bet two rounds of 'Towering Tree' and won a total of 6 million. How dare she do this? I bet all my winnings!"

"Wake up, upstairs. If she wins, you'll get 18 times the payout. If she loses, you'll also lose 18 times the payout."

"Eighteen times the value of 600 million, you'll lose everything!"

"What's there to be afraid of? I've got plenty of money, I'm not afraid!"

"Yes, money can't buy happiness. If you bet 6 million, I'll bet the opposite. I'll bet 10 billion. I don't believe that 10 top arena masters can't beat a little female with no special abilities or mental energy fluctuations!"

(End of this chapter)