Cataclysm King

Chapter 532 [J of Diamonds-War Commander]

The huge central arena was in complete silence.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators looked at the huge hole in the ring and the old man whose robes fluttered in the sky. Their expressions were surprisingly consistent: their eyes were wide open and their mouths were slightly open.

At that moment, Gong Wu burst out with murderous aura, which suppressed everyone as if someone was choking their necks and their breathing was stagnant.

This eerie silence lasted for several breaths.

It was not until the end of the battle that the sound of hundreds of thousands of people breathing a sigh of relief was heard.

The audience woke up as if from a dream, and their brains began to digest the information they saw.

"The knot is over?"

"Isn't this unlikely? That old man defeated the Black Sword Malikus with just one punch?"

"Could it be that the organizer deliberately brought in an eighth-level gladiator to create an upset? Otherwise, how could it end like this?"

"It's definitely not level eight."

"."

Not everyone can understand the power of Gong Wu's punch just now.

In the public's perception, how could a card master of the same level be defeated by someone in one move?
The "King of Gladiators Challenge" has been held countless times in the southern continent, and the audience is no fool.

Although in some small competitions there may be upsets among players with huge gaps in strength.

But this is the final!
It's a regular match, not a sneak attack, and there's no equipment gap.
How could he be defeated in just one move?

In this situation where expectations are so different, the only possibility they can accept is "match-fixing."

But at this moment, there is no dispute.

Even people who don't understand martial arts know that this is not a fake match.

The old man in the sky had an aura as fierce as flames, and was so domineering that people dared not look directly at him; and the armor of Malicus lying in the pit was hammered to pieces, and his life or death was unknown.

Could this be a fake match?
In the stands, the expressions of the revolutionary army members gradually changed from shock to great joy.

This game is just a gladiatorial contest to others, but it means something different to them.

Gong Wu is the martial artist who represents the "best in the world" in the East Barren.

This is a contest between the card masters of the East Wasteland and the masters of the South Continent.

Gong Wu won, and the cadres were excited from the bottom of their hearts.

But they knew Gong Wu would win, and they never expected that he would win the game in this way.

When Bonnie and the others heard Ji Xun tell them the results of the guessing game, they couldn’t believe it.

Now that they had seen it with their own eyes, malicious smiles appeared on the faces of the cadres.

Bonnie shook Ji Xun's arm and said excitedly: "Ah Ji Xun, you won!"

"Ah."

Ji Xun smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked towards the VIP rooms in the audience.

That’s more than 3 billion gold coins.

I don’t know if those dog dealers can take it out.

However, compared to the prize that he was sure to get, Ji Xun was more interested in Gong Wu's devil-like aura.

He didn't understand Gong Wu's realm of martial saint, but from that punch just now, he understood something.

He had seen the same move of [Ba Quan·Gang Hu] twice.

But different effects.

It's like two knives, one is blunt and the other has been sharpened to a pinpoint sharpness.

Sharp and sharp.

Unlike the astonishment of hundreds of thousands of spectators, in the VIP room, the heads of several major chambers of commerce who co-organized the gladiatorial contest were not surprised at all.

In Box No. 1, several Chamber of Commerce executives dressed in gorgeous attire were watching the game with great interest.

The leader was a fat man with a mustache and all ten fingers of his hands were covered with rings of various colored gemstones.

This was none other than the president of the Rainbow Chamber of Commerce, Bassanio.

One of the top richest people in the southern continent.

Bassanio enjoyed the massage from the two coolly dressed maids behind him. He watched Gong Wu quickly win the game and laughed unscrupulously: "Tsk tsk, he won in one round. I have to say that a martial arts genius really emerged from the barren land of East Wasteland."

The manager of the Giant Whale Chamber of Commerce also laughed happily and said, "Yes. This time we made a small profit because of the upset."

Speaking of making money, several managers of the chamber of commerce who opened gambling stalls all smiled knowingly and raised their glasses to drink.

The outcome of the game, which outsiders thought was uncertain, had actually been predicted in their eyes.

They knew Gong Wu's strength very well.

The actual record is 99 consecutive victories and no defeat.

Definitely has the ability to win the championship.

It was just for the sake of this upset in the final that they planned for so long and deliberately spread some false information.

This also made the previous bets go as they expected, with at least 80% of gamblers betting on "Black Sword" Malicus to win.

Normally, this would be enough for them to make a fortune.

Bassanio also felt in a good mood. He put down his glass and said, "Raise his odds a little higher and promote him as the favorite to win. Finally, attract another wave of bets."

"Yes, President."

The butler behind him responded and left.

At this time, watching the gladiators begin to leave the field, another manager of the Chamber of Commerce also sighed: "I didn't expect Donghuang's performance. He defeated "Black Sword" Malicus with just one move. I'm afraid many people bet on him to win this time."

Then he added: "But speaking of which, Mr. Bassanio, don't you plan to keep such a good gladiator for yourself?"

Bassanio's eyes flashed with shrewdness, and he shook his head and said bluntly, "It's worthless. The old man is as hard as a rock and won't cooperate with us at all. After this final, there will be no more opportunities to make more money. Keeping such a person in our hands will sooner or later be a disaster, so we might as well take advantage of this opportunity to make more money."

The man also said: "That's right. If you are not determined, you can't make it this far."

Dragonborn card masters are generally more talented than pure-blooded humans, and the last thing the Southern Continent lacks is genius.

As slave traders, they had seen too many gladiators with extraordinary talents.

But those who disobeyed were worthless and were dealt with without exception in the end.

At this point, the manager of the Giant Whale Chamber of Commerce also expressed his concern: "But this guy is a little too strong. Mr. Bassanio, can the "Blue Knight" Cornabos you arranged win?"

Bassanio said calmly: "Don't worry. Cornabos is a top-level warrior of the J-sequence. He will not lose. Besides, I will not let that old man go to the ring like this."

As he said this, everyone understood what he meant and smiled knowingly.

However, before the Chamber of Commerce bosses could be happy for long, there was a sudden knock on the door, and an anxious report from the housekeeper was heard.

"Master, it's not good!"

After opening the door, the manager who had just walked out strode in anxiously with a few gambling vouchers.

Bassanio frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "What is there to be so flustered about?"

The housekeeper didn't care about his impoliteness and pointed at the remittance slip and said, "Well, someone bet 10 million gold coins on the victory of the man from Donghuang!"

Because the amount was so large, the old butler began to stutter.

Bassanio frowned slightly when he heard the 10 million gold coins, but he didn't take it seriously. "It's a win, so what's the big deal?"

There are always people betting on underdogs, there is nothing strange about that.

Taking the odds into account, the maximum compensation would be tens of millions of gold coins, which is a normal compensation expense compared to the profit this time.

Other Chamber of Commerce managers in the room also felt that this amount of compensation was not worth mentioning.

However, what the housekeeper said next frightened them so much that they broke out in cold sweats.

The old butler knew that he was too flustered and didn't explain clearly, so he added in a hurry: "It's the 1 million gold coins, the odds are 308:! If the bet wins, we... we have to pay more than billion."

"what!"

Bassanio slammed the table, and the fat body stood up with a whoosh in shock.

He thought he had heard it wrong, so he repeated, "Someone bet more than 10 million gold coins and won the highest odds?"

After hearing this, several other Chamber of Commerce managers in the room also had a bad feeling.

If that were the case, all the cash they earned from the gladiatorial contest might not be enough to pay the compensation.

The old butler also had a very unpleasant expression. He carefully confirmed, "Yes! The actuary just confirmed that someone has bet on the match between "Ba Quan" Gong Wu and "Black Sword" Malikus. The winner will be decided in three rounds."

After hearing this, the huge VIP room fell silent.

Bassanio's eyes widened, and after thinking for a moment, he felt something was wrong. "But, shouldn't bets exceeding 500,000 gold coins be reported? Why did we only know about it now?"

The old butler held up the gambling bet and said with an unpleasant expression: "A total of 43 bets, each of which did not exceed 500,000 gold coins."

Upon hearing this, a group of Chamber of Commerce leaders instantly understood.

Someone took advantage of the loophole.

Ji Xun was very clear about some of the internal rules of the gambling industry. Bets exceeding 500,000 gold coins would be given special attention and reported to management.

He didn't want to get into trouble in advance, so he placed the tens of millions of bets at dozens of betting stations.

Originally, this was still considered a heavy bet at a high odds. But the bet takers at the site were all low-level employees, who were almost numb from the number of bets. They were only responsible for accepting bets according to the rules and didn't think too much about it.

Moreover, there are no computers in this world to summarize the results, so actuaries have to wait until the lottery tickets are sold before doing manual calculations.

Calculating billions of lottery tickets sales is time-consuming and laborious. If you really want to sort out the accounts completely, according to past experience, you have to wait a month after the game is over.

The original 10 million bet is now unknown.

It was discovered now because Ji Xun and the others came to claim the prize.

In the reception room, Ji Xun and Qin Rushi changed their identities and were leisurely drinking tea sent by the United Chamber of Commerce.

Peacock was not brought along because of his poor acting skills.

After a while, the door opened.

The two of them watched as a fat man walked in, accompanied by a butler and a sturdy guard.

Ji Xun and Qin Rushi glanced at the guard and immediately realized that this guy should be an eighth-level strongman.

But that's all.

The eighth level does not pose much of a threat to the two of them at the moment.

Even though Ji Xun had already recognized that this strong man was the "King of Fighting" from the previous session.

Ji Xun also recognized that the fat man was the president of the Rainbow Chamber of Commerce.

But the old housekeeper still took the initiative to introduce: "This is the president of our Rainbow Chamber of Commerce, and also the chairman of the joint chamber of commerce for this competition, Mr. Bassanio." Ji Xun also stood up, his expression not hiding his arrogance, and introduced: "This is Miss Bessie from our Marquis Huntley's family."

Qin Rushi didn't stand up.

Because she played the role of a cold and aloof noble lady.

The identity is, of course, fictitious.

The civilization of the Southern Continent has continued for countless years. Anyone you randomly pick on the street will have wealthy ancestors, and the aristocratic system is also intricate and complex.

Ji Xun's intelligence reserves were enough for him to temporarily compile a disguised identity that would not have any flaws in a short period of time.

The daughter of a marquis is already considered a top noble.

Although merchants are rich, in the southern continent where bloodline is respected, the title represents the blood dragon capital, and its status is above all else.

After hearing this, even Bassanio himself had to respectfully salute and said, "Meet Miss Bessie."

As he spoke, his shrewd eyes looked over the two of them, especially at the accessories with noble emblems on them.

As a professional businessman, he knew as soon as he heard this identity that there might be something wrong.

A young lady from a remote noble family came to Juling City by coincidence and placed a huge bet?
After Bassanio saluted, he pretended to be enthusiastic and said, "I once went to Hai Tu Sen when I was young. Oh, I remember that beautiful and ancient city was rich in the best 'Magic Pattern Sage' in the southern continent."

Qin Rushi then put down the teacup and ignored it.

Ji Xun corrected him, "There is no 'Magic Sage' in Haitu Sen. It is a specialty of the Earldom of Lorien."

As soon as these words came out, a hint of insecurity flashed across Bassanio's eyes.

These two guys seem to be real aristocrats?

But the subtle expression was well restrained and not seen by anyone.

He patted his head and apologized: "Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong."

Ji Xun didn't want to bother these people, so he took out the lottery ticket and said, "My lady is here to claim the prize."

Bassanio was unsure whether the other party was a real noble, and he did not dare to be careless. He took out the winning ticket and watched his eyelids twitching.

Of course he knew it wasn't fake.

Because he had just seen Digen.

Ji Xun watched this guy looking at the lottery ticket in silence for a long time, and urged him, "Mr. Bassanio, my lady has been waiting for a long time."

The fat man Bassanio then said, "Oh sorry! Sorry!"

He did not mention the prize redemption, but asked first: "Um. I'm sorry that the amount is really too huge. May I ask, Miss Bessie, have you ever been to East Desert?"

It's not surprising that some people buy unpopular stocks.

But one purchase costs 10 million gold coins, and it is the one with the highest odds.

Even a fool can see that this must be "inside information".

Because as the bankers, they have done this kind of thing many times.

Now that he's been cheated, it's definitely impossible to come up with the money easily.

Moreover, ordinary nobles would never offend the Chamber of Commerce Alliance by doing such a thing.

Therefore, the identities of the two people in front of us are even more questionable.

Ji Xun didn't expect them not to see it.

Qin Rushi said coldly: "Do I need to report to you whether I have been to the East Desert or not?"

"."

Bassanio's expression twitched inexplicably after being choked by this.

Although his status is indeed not as high as that of a marquis's daughter, in terms of the strength of the chamber of commerce, he is not afraid of such a small earl.

How could a red-top businessman not have some official background?

The Rainbow Chamber of Commerce's business is spread across all the territories of the Southern Continent. Not only does it have close ties with some great nobles, it also has unclear relationships with the three major royal families.

The dissatisfaction in Bassanio's eyes flashed away, and he turned his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Bessie. Forgive me for asking one more question. After all, I recently received intelligence that the rebel army from the East Wasteland has infiltrated our southern continent."

He actually wanted to test whether the two people in front of him knew Gong Wu.

After all, if you want to know the results, you must have communicated with the participating gladiators.

He also wanted to test which link had gone wrong.

But before he could finish, Ji Xun interrupted him: "Don't worry about how we won. According to the rules of gambling, my lady bought it with real money, and you pay for it. Is there a problem with that?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Bassanio's eyes, and he said awkwardly, "That's no problem."

It's one thing for a noble lady to ignore me, but how dare a servant do that?
Before the fat man could think about it, Ji Xun said coldly: "Don't think I don't know that your gambling manual falsely reported Gong Wu's record. Coincidentally, my lady has personally watched his duel match."

With this explanation, the cause and effect makes sense.

If you have watched the game before, you might be able to see some details.

Bassanio also conceded in his heart that this statement might be true, but he always felt that there was something wrong.

After all, the Gladiator King League is an event of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance. What he couldn't understand was how a marquis dared to offend them to death?

They didn't mind if some great nobles won a little, but the 300 times multiplier of 10 million gold coins was obviously a deadly offense.

You are truly a noble, aren’t you afraid of retaliation from the Chamber of Commerce?
Bassanio had thought of various responses before he came, but now looking at the two people in front of him, he felt like he couldn't say anything.

Ji Xun urged again.

Bassanio was a smart man after all. He turned his eyes and said to the butler beside him, "Well, you are responsible for redeeming the prize for Miss Bessie."

Then he turned to Ji Xun and the other person, with a humble expression hoping for understanding, and said, "But Miss, you know, this money is not a small amount. We, the organizer, have to prepare it, and the actuary has to settle the accounts before we can settle it. Don't worry, you will get it by tomorrow morning at the latest."

Ji Xun and Qin Ru walked out of the VIP lounge.

They were not surprised that they did not get the money.

Can't get it today.

I won’t be able to get it tomorrow.

The Colosseum has already been occupied for today's competition, and is filled with outsiders wandering around for sightseeing.

What people talked about the most was today's upset game.

The two of them mingled in the crowd, walking leisurely, and completely oblivious to the eager eyes staring at them from behind.

Although he didn't get the money, Ji Xun had a bright smile on his face.

As he walked, he said, "It seems that the guy from the Rainbow Chamber of Commerce has the intention to kill me."

If it were any other day, 3 billion gold coins might not necessarily make the Chamber of Commerce Alliance take a gamble.

But now it's different.

In the past, if a top noble like a Marquis was killed, not only the aristocratic group but also the Holy See would chase him to the ends of the earth.

The southern continent is now in chaos, with metallic dragons and colored dragons fighting each other. It is normal for a few nobles to die in the war.

Besides, there is no church in Giant City now, and it is a disorderly area, so it is perfect for gangs to rob each other.

Ji Xun felt that if he were in the other party's situation, he would not pay the money easily.

After all, this money is a reserve for riots.

Qin Rushi listened and nodded: "Yeah."

Ji Xun asked: "By the way, Aunt Qin, did you sense anything?"

Qin Rushi nodded slightly and said, "The fat man and the eighth-level guard just now both had the faith fluctuations of the Lord of War Disaster."

The God Thief sequence is very sensitive to fluctuations in faith in foreign gods.

The most important purpose of the two coming to claim the prize was to confirm some information.

When Ji Xun heard this, the corner of his mouth raised more strangely, "It is true. It seems that the gladiator "Blue Knight" Cornabos is the divine body of "Lord of War Monliod". I thought that guy has the temperament of a leader. "

With accurate intelligence, the deductions in his mind became clearer.

Qin Rushi also said: "Yes. If I guessed correctly, that guy is also from the [War] path. And he is [Diamond J-War Commander]."

“This is a rare sequence.”

Card masters of the high sequence often have certain unique traits, and this is the first time Ji Xun has seen a card master of this sequence.

[War Commander] sounds decent, but the demon behind this sequence is Dygios, the god of war, mutiny, killing and riot.

A natural born leader, the protagonist of all kinds of riots.

This sequence of beliefs in the Lord of War and Disaster is an almost perfect match.

Qin Rushi knew Ji Xun's plan, thought about it, and asked: "Although it is basically certain that there will be a slave riot in Juling City, we are not sure when it will happen. What should we do tonight? Once we get rid of the killer, it may attract the attention of the Lord of War in advance."

"Then let those people riot in advance."

Ji Xun had certainly thought about this question.

They are not afraid of killers, but they are afraid of killing people and causing other chain troubles.

The disturbance caused by this riot will definitely not be small. Although the revolutionary army is quite strong, a head-on confrontation is definitely not a good option.

And Ji Xun never thought of being the protagonist of this riot.

His main purpose was to save Gong Wu, which has now been achieved.

There is also a secondary purpose, which is to get back one's bonus.

He had previously left some space means on the gold coins, and now he roughly knew the location of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance's treasure house.

But a place like a vault must be heavily guarded.

The best opportunity is to take advantage of the chaos.

What's more, there may be more than one treasure trove.

Wait for a better opportunity.

Qin Rushi listened and said nothing more, "As long as you have an idea."

Ji Xun and the other person just wandered around in crowded places so that the killer wouldn't attack in public.

As he walked, the clone replaced the real body, and Ji Xun had already sneaked into the arena.

If he guessed correctly, the slave army already had the conditions for a riot, and now they were waiting, perhaps waiting for the tens of thousands of slaves that would be escorted to Giant City later.

At this time, as long as there is a little riot in the slave group, it will definitely be like a spark, instantly igniting the entire prepared powder keg.

Ji Xun went to inform Gong Wu about his plan, and then went straight to the slave market near the central arena.

Because of the news he just heard, David was also imprisoned in the slave cell.

(End of this chapter)