Online Game: Lord Of The Wheel Of Destiny

After Zhao Qing won, he immediately switched places. It was obvious that the Qinglong Guild had made thorough tactical arrangements before the match.

According to the rule that the betting limit increases by 10% after each match, in the next match, Qinglong could accept a maximum bet of 110 points.

The betting amount was actually unrelated to Qinglong's victory or defeat. Even if they lost the first match and had to pay out 300 points, they would still need to put up 110 points of guild credits as the bet in the second round.

Jiang Kai stared at Qinglong's contestant with tightly furrowed brows.

It was certain that Zhao Qing was definitely not the strongest among the Qinglong players.

As one of the top-ranked guilds among the top ten, Qinglong's win rate should exceed fifty percent.

The later the match, the higher the betting limit would be, and Qinglong would definitely send out their strongest to guard the final rounds.

If Qinglong was like this, then Xuanwu was probably the same.

After that, some variables appeared in Qinglong's matches.

After Zhao Qing won by a huge margin, Qinglong's players went on to win seven or eight matches in a row, then a top expert from Zone 1 finally took Qinglong's first blood!

That guy wore a mask and only introduced himself as from Zone 1, without even mentioning his affiliated guild.

After winning, he earned 450 points, which made the surrounding spectators extremely envious.

Then he wisely backed off without continuing to challenge.

"That guy definitely had guidance from some expert!" said the man beside Jiang Kai with certainty. "Even among the top 100 powerhouses of the top ten guilds, there are differences in strength. Zhao Qing took the lead, which basically confirms that Qinglong is strong at both ends, weak in the middle."

"That expert was probably in the same tier as Zhao Qing, struck at the right moment, and finally managed to snatch some points from Qinglong." His companion also chimed in.

"There are always experts among the common people. Plus, the rules favor the attacking side. No matter how strong the top ten guilds are, it's impossible for them to win every match. If they can maintain a seventy percent win rate, that's already great. I've watched six of these betting tournaments; the top ten guilds may vary their strategies endlessly, but one thing remains unchanged."

Jiang Kai couldn't help but interrupt, "What strategy?"

That person glanced at Jiang Kai, wondering who this guy was—didn't seem to treat himself like an outsider.

But his insight really was impressive, even strangers couldn't help but ask!

"Ahem, they always reserve their strongest members for the last ten rounds! Zhao Qing not daring to continue is probably also to preserve his strength for the final rounds."

Jiang Kai nodded seriously. This old bro's words further confirmed his own deduction.

As the matches progressed, things got more and more intense. Other guilds also had experts who could snatch points from Qinglong, but most matches were still won by Qinglong.

Watching the whole day, when night fell, torches were lit around Jingwu Square, yet the battles continued.

At this time, Qinglong's matches were down to just over twenty.

The later the matches, the stronger the experts!

Qinglong had to defend their big gains. Likewise, some people were eyeing those very gains, only making a move now!

It's worth mentioning that in the final matches, almost everyone who went on stage wore a mask.

The old bro beside him sneered, "Where there are people, there are grudges. Where there are grudges, there are enemies. The ones going on stage now probably all have some bad blood with Qinglong. Wearing masks is just to avoid being targeted by Qinglong afterward."

After watching the matches together all day, Jiang Kai had gotten quite familiar with this old bro.

"Old bro, you're also in the prep zone, how come you're not going up?"

The old bro showed a mysterious smile, "Ever heard the saying: the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?"

"You want to be the last one?"

"Ahem, not quite. Qinglong is too strong. I'm aiming to challenge the Tianjian Guild… They're going up fifth." The old bro looked at Jiang Kai again, "By the way, kid, you don't look that old. You're here to challenge too?"

"Following your guild in for a good viewing spot, huh?"

Jiang Kai grinned, "Nope, I'm going on stage too. But I plan to fight Xuanwu."

"Xuanwu? Also ranked fifth among the guilds. You're already tier four at such a young age? Your family must be rich." The old bro raised an eyebrow with a look of "I get it" at Jiang Kai.

Jiang Kai shook his head, "I'm not tier four yet."

"Not tier four? Oh, you young ones just need the experience of battles at this level. You need to observe more. In fights between experts like us, details matter a lot—adaptability, timing control, all that."

Jiang Kai nodded seriously, "Indeed."

"Especially psychological warfare, that's really important!" the old bro added. "Sometimes, a mere glance from an expert can pressure the opponent!"

"How does a glance create pressure?" Jiang Kai asked.

"Well, it has to be calm yet full of killing intent, not showy but absolutely confident! It's a feeling that can only be understood, not explained. Here, when I go up, watch my eyes closely."

"I'll use my eyes to create a strong pressure on the opponent. If their mental state wavers too much, it can even affect their judgment."

Jiang Kai narrowed his eyes. He really hadn't studied that before...

Looks like this old bro might actually be quite powerful!

"Hey, kid, I'm sleepy. Qinglong has probably earned over 4000 points already, not bad. I'll skip the Tiandi match, gonna get some sleep."

"Oh, okay, old bro."

There's no break during the betting tournament. The match times are not fixed, ranging from ten to fifteen days.

Whether you're watching or participating, you arrange your own rest. The tournament doesn't stop.

After four and a half continuous days, Qinglong, Tiandi, Xuanyuan, and Xianjian—the four big guilds—had all completed their defense rounds.

Among them, Qinglong gained 4,880 points, Tiandi earned 2,290 points, Xuanyuan won 3,620 points, and Xianjian gained 2,840 points.

This was under the condition that losing one match meant paying triple the points. The top ten guilds maintained a win rate of over 60%, and especially in the final 20 matches, maintained over 70%!

It showed just how terrifying the strength of the top ten guilds was.

On the ninth day around noon, Jiang Kai shook the sleeping old bro beside him.

"Old bro, wake up, aren't you going up?!"

The old bro wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and opened his sleepy eyes. "Ah, is it Tianjian's turn? What round are we at?"

"Only thirty matches left!"

"What? Only thirty?!?" The old bro's eyes widened. "Why are you waking me up just now?!"

"You told me to wake you later!"

"I said later, not this late!" the old bro shouted as he stood up in a panic and rushed to the bidding zone below the stage.

"150 points!"

"200!"

"300!"

The old bro gritted his teeth. It's already reached 300?

Although the betting had reached 300 points, there were only thirty matches left now. According to tradition, the final twenty matches are always filled with experts. The old bro clenched his teeth, raised his hand, and shouted:

"400!"

"400 once, 400 twice—alright, you're up!"

The old bro finally won the chance to go on stage and stepped onto the Jingwu Arena.

The Tianjian Guild's symbol was a giant sword. The old bro approached his opponent and glanced down at the crowd.

Standing on the stage and looking around was a completely different feeling.

All sides were packed with spectators and prep zones—crowded with people, countless eyes watching this spot.

The old bro even spotted Jiang Kai in the crowd.

The young guy had his eyes wide open, clearly anticipating his performance.

The old bro immediately withdrew his gaze and stared coldly at his opponent.

"Zone 1, A-tier Guild Wuyá Guild—Ouyang Yi, 400 points!" The old bro cupped his fists.

"Ouyang Yi? It's you?" The opponent snorted coldly.

"You despicable scum, what a small world!"

"Top ten guild Tianjian Guild—Zhan Fei!" Saying that, the man took off his mask.

When he removed the mask, exclamations erupted across the audience.

"It's Zhan Fei! No wonder he won four matches in a row and didn't keep fighting! Turns out he's one of the three strongest under the super tier of Tianjian!"

"Tianjian's Zhan Fei, damn! Tianjian was baiting people with him! Those who went up must be regretting now—facing Zhan Fei at this point is just giving away points!"

"Zhan Fei!" Ouyang Yi's eyes widened. "You—you're going up now?"

Zhan Fei sneered, "You clearly didn't watch the match just now. I've already won four in a row—this is the fifth."

"I wanted to keep going and rake in more points, but you dared to come up… Seems like this will be my last match."

"Good. Aren't you called the Strongest Arbiter? Ouyang Yi, today, if you dare, don't run. I, Zhan Fei, will kill you right here on the Jingwu Arena!"

Arbiter—Executioner class, Tier 4!

Ouyang Yi's eyes widened in rage as he glared at Zhan Fei and coldly snorted.

Jiang Kai was shocked watching Ouyang Yi's reaction.

He hadn't expected that this old bro beside him turned out to be an Executioner—and even called the Strongest Arbiter! Truly a powerhouse!

Seeing the intense gaze from both sides, Jiang Kai understood—they were now in the stage of psychological warfare.

The old bro's gaze was full of killing intent—flickering, unpredictable—truly unfathomable.

That cold snort was an ultimate expression of disdain!

After a while, Ouyang Yi's lips curved into a smirk. "You think I'll let you succeed? Want to kill me? You're not qualified yet!"

Jiang Kai's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but sweat nervously for the old bro.

If the old bro won, it would be another case of a weak-class defeating a strong-class!

Just as the countdown reached the final three seconds, suddenly, Ouyang Yi raised his hand and shouted to the referee at the side:

"Referee, I forfeit!"

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