Douluo Continent: Son of the God King, Chaotic Time and Space

"What's the connection between Red Lotus and Spirit Eye? How come you guys can have a Martial Soul Fusion Technique? The world is full of wonders."

Wang Dong'er sighed repeatedly, after all, a proper martial soul fusion skill requires some connection between the martial souls.

Ji Siyuan was displeased: "It's fine if others say it, but isn't your way of saying it too abstract?"

The four martial souls – Spirit Eye, Goddess of Light Butterfly, Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, and Clear Sky Hammer – don't seem to have any connection. Even the Necromancer Saint and the Sea God aren't necessarily related, yet you two still have a 100% compatibility.

"Don't be like that. Just because you have no relationship doesn't mean you can't have a Spirit Fusion Skill. Maybe you and the two of us will have a Spirit Fusion Skill too."

Wang Dong'er immediately stated that this was impossible and that she would absolutely not verify it!

She didn't want to know if it really existed.

Tang San: "Go! Even if you don't have one, I'll use the power of the Sea God to create one for you!"

"Uncle, is my power enough? I haven't inherited the Sea God's position yet; I only have a little bit of your power left over."

Tang San: "Think about it from a different perspective. Why do you insist on using the power of the Sea God within you? Doesn't Wang Dong'er have it too? It's the same power of the Sea God. You don't think I can't control it, do you?"

The idea was good, but Wang Dong'er wouldn't agree.

She was a step away from the two of them.

She didn't want to hug the two of them either.

Tang San: "Not now, we can find another time later."

"Uncle, you really are persistent."

"After all, she's practically my daughter."

He wanted to rescue Wang Dong'er from the clutches of Tang Shenwang.

There wasn't too much of a rush to get here, as Ji Siyuan was still somewhat weak.

Wang Dong'er approached them not for the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, but for the Tang Sect's ultimate skill.

After teaching for a while, they saw Beibei walking towards them.

"Senior Brother Beibei!"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er greeted Bei Bei warmly, and Bei Bei also saw the three of them and walked towards them.

"Siyuan, Yuhao, I have something I want to tell you. You can refuse."

Beibei recounted the events, but deliberately ignored Ma Xiaotao's presence, not wanting to put too much pressure on the two of them.

Ji Siyuan confirmed the message again: "They want us to fix the match?"

Isn't rigging dog races disgusting to the audience?

"It's not a fixed match. They just hold back in the first few moves before really going at it. It's just about making a little money."

Xu Sanshi's idea was simple: open a betting market!

As a fifth-year student, his soul power was far superior to that of Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao, who were both first-year students.

Once the battle begins, there will inevitably be betting options like losing a few moves or lasting the longest, with extremely low odds of winning or losing.

Huo Yuhao tugged at Ji Siyuan's sleeve; he didn't want to fight.

Moreover, Ji Siyuan had recently lectured him on the dangers of cheating. Match-fixing is far more serious than cheating.

But it's clear that Ji Siyuan should make the decision on this matter, and in fact, Xu Sanshi will mainly approach Ji Siyuan.

"Fine, it's just about making money, who wouldn't want to do it? Can I put my money in the account?"

Beibei: "It's possible, but as the bookmaker, you shouldn't need to."

Huo Yuhao anxiously shouted, "Siyuan, we have enough money to spend, and if we don't, we can earn more. We don't need to fix the match."

Wang Dong'er chimed in, "You're involved in match-fixing? I look down on you."

"Why do you all insist that we're throwing the match? Can't we just play a real match?"

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Xu Sanshi: "What? They're betting on themselves to win? The kind with 1 to 10 odds?"

In normal betting markets, regardless of the difference in strength, it's rare to find odds exceeding ten. This is unless it's a match between a Soul King and a Soul Master, where there's absolutely no chance of an upset.

Xu Sanshi was careful; he deliberately marked on the betting odds that Ji Siyuan would lose.

The two borrowed money from Wang Dong, choosing to bet on themselves to win, 200 gold coins.

It's like putting all your eggs in one basket.

This demonstrates absolute confidence in one's abilities, but for Xu Sanshi, it is a humiliation.

"Young calves are not afraid of tigers, I have to teach them a lesson."

The competition between fifth-graders and first-graders quickly spread throughout the school, attracting a large number of bettors.

Wu Feng: "A fifth-grader challenging a first-grader? This Xu Sanshi senior is truly shameless. Ning Tian, ​​are you going to bet?"

As one of the three Soul Masters in the first year, Ning Tian was well aware of the difference between a Soul Master and a Soul Master. Not to mention someone as famous as Xu Sanshi from the outer academy.

"Why do Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao dare to accept this?"

Dai Huabin walked over with Zhu Lu: "Hmph, overestimating yourself. Brainless."

Zhu Lu chimed in, "Are they conspiring to fix the match?"

There are many loopholes outside the rules, and there have been rumors about this between Beibei and Xu Sanshi for a long time.

Because the two had decent backgrounds, no one cared much about them.

With his identity as the young master of the Xuanming Sect, everyone knows that Xu Sanshi won't go too far.

Most people are still guessing how long Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao can hold out.

"10 seconds should be no problem, right? I remember Ji Siyuan's first spirit ring was a thousand-year spirit ring."

"Don't make your Senior San Shi laugh. He's almost a Soul Master. I remember these two are level 11 and 15 Soul Power respectively. A trashy special recruit and a student who barely got into the school, do you think they can hold out for more than a few seconds?"

From a strengths-based analysis, this is the most accurate assessment.

Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao had no chance of defeating Xu Sanshi.

"I bet 300 gold soul coins, and Ji Siyuan won't last 10 seconds." Dai Huabin's voice was loud; it was well known that he and Ji Siyuan had a feud.

Not many people cause trouble on the first day of school, but Dai Huabin is the first to do so in such a way that everyone knows about it. Mainly because his actions were so disgraceful, and he even got extorted for gold soul coins and life-giving fruits.

Having been pampered since childhood, Dai Huabin had never received such treatment before, and thus harbored resentment.

As his fiancée, Zhu Lu also placed a bet of 200 gold soul coins.

As a result, more people followed suit and placed bets.

The older students, because of Xu Sanshi's reputation and ability, each chose to stick with their own schedule.

Wang Dong'er quietly walked to the side and placed a bet of 500 gold soul coins on the side where Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao had won.

"Hmph, I don't think you guys have a chance. I just feel like there aren't enough people betting on you to win."

But what she was thinking was seen differently by others. They thought, "You're the only one who won, and you bet so much. It's bound to attract attention."

"How could someone possibly let Ji Siyuan win? Where did this genius come from?"

Tang Ya stepped forward: "What's wrong with us Tang Clan members betting on our own people to win?"

Dai Huabin blushed at the sight of Tang Ya; it was her dragon whisker needles that had pricked him, leaving him with lingering trauma. "Hmph, trash sect, throwing money down the drain. Do they think this is still 4000 years ago?"

"What did you say!" Tang Ya glared at Dai Huabin.

"What? Am I wrong? Does your Tang Clan have five people now?" Dai Huabin smiled contemptuously.

Wang Dong'er immediately stood up: "Are you unable to do math or are you out of your mind? Can't you see five people?"

Everyone smiled at Dai Huabin.

This person couldn't even understand what others were saying, yet he was qualified to inherit the title of Duke.