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Momer asked with his eyes, "Did you instigate this?"

"No, don't glare at me. You sisters are arguing, don't drag me into it. Besides, everyone knows about these things about you, Sister Momo," Qin Jing said innocently. "And your sleeping posture really is terrible."

Momo looked at the girls.

"..." The whale turned its head away.

"Well... Senior Momo is very powerful, so it's okay if you're not ladylike," Alice comforted her. As long as you have a sense of justice, even a country girl can become a saint if she raises a flag.

"Enough! Xiao Jing, and the rest of you, since you've all chosen to side with Wang Zi, then just wait! Once we meet in the competition, I'll do everything in my power to destroy you!" Mo Mo slammed the door shut and left in a huff.

After Momo left, silence fell again, and after a while...

"Waaah, it seems like we're surrounded on all sides, and even our allies have broken up with us," Qin Jing said, covering her face.

"Hmm? Is that so?" Seba asked doubtfully.

"You're partly to blame for what you brought upon yourself..."

"Xiaojing, does that mean we have absolutely no chance of winning?" Wang Zi asked doubtfully. She really wanted to show off in front of her sister.

"No, there's still a chance with the Wolf God Academy, if we can prepare well," Qin Jing said thoughtfully, resting her chin on her hand.

"Really? Please! Xiaojing, I promise I'll train really hard!" Wangzi said excitedly.

"Huh? Can we win?" Alice asked in surprise.

"If we can break into the top eight and win the top four, I think we still have a chance," Qin Jing said, making plans in her mind.

"To win against overwhelming odds, and to remain undefeated in more than ten battles! It's just like being a knight king. I feel a surge of excitement, don't I, Seba?" Alice asked the lion-demon girl.

"Well, in short, I'll fight alongside everyone." Little Seba paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Well, anyway, we need to find a team. It would be even better if we could at least form two groups of three people each," Qin Jing said, taking out her phone.

"Hey, hey, is Jill there?"

The call was quickly connected, and a strong-willed girl came from the other end of the line. Hearing the boy's voice, she asked happily.

"Hey! Bro! What's up?"

"Jill, are you free lately? Actually, I'd like to participate in the Tiger God Festival. Could you come and help me?" Qin Jing said.

The lone wolf golden hyena girl was originally out of the running for team activities, but hyena packs are actually a pretty good group for team battles, and she had planned to simply decline invitations from her clan. However, now that registration had started and she was walking around the academy every day, not a single hyena monster had come to invite her. She felt like she was being excluded again, and that made her a little annoyed.

Just then, Qin Jing called. Upon hearing the boy's invitation, the girl with tousled hair immediately brightened up.

As expected of her brother Qin Jing, he was like a timely rain.

“Of course!” Jill readily agreed, which would not only save her from embarrassment but also give her a chance to beat up those hyenas who didn’t come to invite her.

Jill joined the team; she was a hyena girl with a tenacious fighting style and combat power no less than Wang Ryan's, and she was a powerful reinforcement.

“Okay, thanks, Jill. We’ll head over to the cooking class now, and you can join us there,” Qin Jing said to Jill.

So Qin Jing and her friends immediately set off for the academy.

As I passed the slope leading to the primary school area, I heard noisy shouts from ahead.

"Hahaha! You can't escape this time!"

"Hahaha! I'll catch you right now!"

"Xiao Jing, save me!" The snow-white little girl scurried behind Qin Jing.

"Tch, it got away again. We almost caught it. Why did you leave so early today, Xiaojing?" the fire sprites complained unhappily.

"Hey, Alice's here," Qin Jing reminded her.

"Ah! Haha, good morning, Alice." The fire sprites saw the blonde girl behind them with her arms crossed, staring in their direction, and they all lowered their heads and floated down from the air.

Alice pulled them aside one by one and began to lecture them.

"Hahaha, serves him right!" Youyou, who had witnessed everything, chuckled smugly.

"By the way, Youyou, do you want to get revenge?" Qin Jing asked the little girl with a smile.

Thus, Qin Jing from the human tribe, Wang Zi from the Wolf God Academy, Seba from the Lion Clan, Whale from the Mermaid Clan, Alice from the Sky Clan, Youyou from the Ice and Snow Elf Clan, and Jill from the Hyena Clan, with different purposes but the same goal, formed a seven-person team, filled out the form, and submitted it to the organizers of the Tiger God Festival.

Section 227.43 The Beginning of the Tiger God Festival

Spring breezes swept across the land, and the weather gradually warmed up. Cicadas began to chirp in the woods, and sunlight shone brightly on the school grounds. At this time, every school district looked different.

Simple stalls and sheds were set up everywhere, and large screens were installed on tall buildings. The students in the academy looked excited and expectant, and the hot topic was which team's star player was the most popular.

Yes, the Tiger God Festival is about to begin.

During this period, Qin Jing and her companions were busy with secret training. With enemies on all sides, the girls also felt the pressure and began to train and cultivate.

Even the lazy whale who only reads books has recently put down her books and started training. In addition to her ability to control water spheres, she is also practicing mermaid jujitsu.

Little Seba has grown taller than a year ago, and he pulled out the curry stick from his ahoge (cowlick) and swung it around with great vigor.

Alice, wielding two rapiers and with wings spread behind her, charged towards Seba with unstoppable momentum.

Little Seba separated the two girls, who were practicing with rapiers. One was using an ancient British Celtic greatsword, and the other was using a modern British foil.

In preparation for the Tiger God Festival, the girls began training focused on practical combat.

After leaving the Wolf God Martial Arts Academy, Wang Zi never missed a day of training; in fact, he worked even harder.

Qin Jing was in the room with three computers on, one for typing, one for video, and one for browsing documents. He was constantly operating them and occasionally making a phone call. He was making the most thorough preparations.

Whether it was their subordinates, the gorillas Sisi and Nannan, or the monsters who owed them favors, they all started to operate in secret.

Jill the golden hyena has been going around the academy lately, picking fights with delinquent students and sharpening his claws and fangs to their most razor-sharp state.

Youyou sat on the sofa to the side, watching as she ate a mountain of shaved ice.

At that moment, on the television, a female news anchor, a tengu (a type of demon), was holding a microphone and broadcasting a news interview program live.

"At this time, there are still three days until the Tiger God Festival. The participating teams from all over the country are training."

Now let's take a look at how well each player is preparing.

As the camera switched to the massive steel structure, the cameraman, a tengu, flew into the sky, becoming a tiny black dot from the ground, allowing the aircraft carrier to be captured in its entirety.

"This is the accommodation for the members who came from the White Tiger Secret Realm to participate in the competition. It has training facilities as complete as those in the military special forces."

The female anchor led the filming team into the mothership. After passing through the passage, they indeed saw a group of muscular men training and cultivating in the training room. Most of them were beast-like monsters living in the forest.

A leopard faces the camera, flexing its powerful arm muscles.

"Captain Huchi, hello. As the leader of the team, is there anything you would like to say to the audience?" the female anchor asked.

The scarred tiger demon said in a deep and firm voice, "This is a festival to commemorate the Tiger God who has a close relationship with Lord White Tiger. We are here to win!"

"Thank you for Captain Torachi's victory declaration. Now let's interview the other members."

Behind the filming crew, a short-haired tengu girl with black hair was taking photos of the training team members with a camera.

"Yes, everyone, this is the information form needed for the online popularity vote. It includes a self-introduction, your creed as a demon, your likes and dislikes, etc. Please have all participating members fill it out, thank you." The twin-tailed tengu girl distributed the forms to the members.

Such interviews were conducted throughout the day, with the filming crew visiting the castle of the Blue Flower royal family of the Sea Clan by the Demon Work Lake.

"Our Blue Flower Royal Family will surely lead all the sea creatures to great achievements," Princess Jiu Ba said with great ambition.

"I'll burn all the enemies to ashes! And Youyou, don't think you're safe just because you're staying at Xiaojing's house. Just you wait!" The fire spirits of the Americas Secret Realm jumped and shouted at the camera.

Youyou, who was sitting on the sofa, was startled, but quickly calmed down.

"Hmph, you dare come over here then." The snow-white girl continued eating her shaved ice, which had lost its juice, and pouted.

The Sky Clan members, divided into two teams at the academy, had a conversation between an Andean eagle and a golden eagle: "I want to prove that this side is the true line of the Sky Clan!"

The Wolf God Martial Arts Academy.

Momo shouted, "Falcon Qing, you bastard! How dare you not participate! Join the competition right now!"

"Mo Mo, stop shouting and get down here right now!" The inner disciple of the Wolf God Academy quickly pulled the girl down.

"Well, Wolf God Martial Arts Academy will go all out to strive for first place. Everyone has worked hard in their training today. It's truly a time of youthful vigor!" The head master stepped in to smooth things over, smiling and giving a thumbs up, his white teeth gleaming.

There were also other strong teams in various places. For an entire day, the Karasu Tengu team introduced information about these participating teams to the public.

Meanwhile, outside the television station, Qin Jing's team, consisting of only seven people and lacking any fame, naturally wouldn't be approached for interviews. However, this is actually a good thing.

Otherwise, the plan to keep a low profile and proceed quietly might fall through. Qin Jing continued to work, making phone calls from time to time, looking at documents and typing, and assigning tasks to her employees.

"Hey, Senior Ji Haitang, thank you for your hard work. Could you please compile those materials into a booklet and send it to me later?"

"I understand," replied Kaidou Kiku, the twin-tailed crow tengu who was still with the filming crew.

"By the way, Senior Wenwen also asked her to bring all the high-resolution close-up photos she got to the research institute," Qin Jing said.

In order to win, Qin Jing spared no expense. He invited scientists from the professional zone who studied the bodies of monsters to analyze the weaknesses or hidden dangers of the famous players from various monster races through various means.

There are also dozens of highly intelligent, tactical strategist-type monsters who have begun to devise tactics for them against various types of enemies on land, sea, and air.

As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated." The current team battle is a mini-war, and many factors determine the outcome. It's not just the strength of the participants; intelligence warfare is also crucial. With favorable timing, location, and people, Qin Jing plans to seize all of these advantages.

After that day, the official competition roster was announced.

The competition was based on Sun Tzu's Art of War, with the theme of "Wind, Fire, Forest, Mountain" divided into four groups: Wind versus Fire, Forest versus Mountain. Each group had 100 teams participating, for a total of 12233 participants. Qin Jing and her team were assigned to the Wind group.

Section 228, Chapter 44: The Gambling Game at the Night Market Bar

As night falls, in the city below Gakuen Mountain, there is a most chaotic area, a gray area that gives Hakuro Tengu a headache. All kinds of youkai live here, from down-on-their-luck artists and musicians to thieves and thugs. There are also bars where gangs gather.

Hidden in the dimly lit alleys are shabby restaurants with quirky personalities but delicious food, convenience stores that sell everything, and all sorts of jobs that take on any job. There are entertainment venues, love houses with flashing colorful lights, nightclubs, male escorts, hostesses and all kinds of people, and of course, casinos.

Deep within this chaotic neighborhood, informants and cunning individuals, both adults and monsters, are running gambling operations in basement casinos and bars, each clutching cash and placing heavy bets on their chosen teams.

"I'm not thinking about anything anymore! I'll bet half a month's salary on Wolf Academy winning the championship!"

"Oh dear, the seeded teams I was rooting for have indeed been split up!"

"The Sky Clan with the most participants is the Wind Group, and the Sea Clan is the Forest Group. We won't meet until the finals." The pointed-chinned monster uncle muttered to himself, a cigarette dangling from his lips, as he looked at the notice board.

I wanted to try my luck with a new, young monster, so I placed my bets based on my gut feeling.

Some experienced gamblers compare the strength of these teams based on their information and background.

The seasoned gamblers, their cunning eyes darting about, searched through the rows of matches for hidden loopholes that the bookmakers had overlooked.

Even in the bar, a weasel monster took to the stage and shared its insightful opinions, leaving the young monsters in awe of its vast knowledge.

Only the old gamblers sitting in the corner chuckled, drinking and smoking, ignoring the other side.

"The most promising candidates for the Fire Group right now are the Fire Spirits from the Americas. They are not just ordinary sisters, but twins who grew up at the same time. They are connected by their hearts and minds. When the eight of them are together, they are eight spirits, but also the same spirit. When they release flames together, their power is so great that even a great monster would be burned."

"Then I'll go buy the Fire Spirit Set," the young monster said, his eyes lighting up upon hearing the news.

"Don't rush, don't rush. Because it's a hot favorite, you won't make much money even if you buy it. If you want to make a fortune, you have to look at the next one, the gorilla team from the Lin Group. Their captain is the captain of the Hourai Academy basketball team."

The powerful monster who faced off against the seeded team's Antelope Sword at last year's Martial God Festival, according to my inside information, should have broken through the first threshold, with his power increasing several times over. He might cause a major upset. The only opponent they face along the way that they should be wary of is the Lion Clan. Before that, they should be able to crush them all.

The bookmakers haven't yet recognized the strength of the "Gorilla Team," and the odds are quite high, almost tripling. If you bet on them to win all the way now, you could make a fortune.

"Then I'll go buy this!" The young monster's eyes widened upon hearing this. He took out his wallet from his pocket and walked towards the trading table.

"Don't worry, you can trust me!" The weasel monster patted the young monster on the shoulder and said confidently.

"Let's go buy some too." The surrounding monsters exchanged glances and then headed in that direction together.

"Hee hee hee……"

"That weasel has tricked a few more fools into giving him money again."

The knowledgeable old monsters chuckled to themselves, knowing full well that this weasel was actually just a shill to encourage the monsters to join the betting.

The middle-aged man with the pointed chin was a veteran gambler among this group, having frequented casinos for decades without falling into debt. His life hadn't been affected, nor had he become wealthy. He believed that a little gambling was harmless, but excessive gambling damaged the stomach, drinking harmed the liver, and smoking harmed the lungs; and as a man, he was bound to suffer some damage to his kidneys. After so many years, not much of his internal organs remained in good condition.

But he has gained some experience in the gambling industry.

First of all, it should be clear that betting on this kind of competition is a game where the bookmaker is guaranteed to win. Even if it seems like there is no profit to be made based on the odds, in fact, through capital operations and behind-the-scenes manipulation, there are many ways to recoup the losses.

Sometimes, in order to attract more gamblers, the bookmaker will deliberately lose some money, then make up for it in other games.

This is when it's time for an old gambler like him to make a quick buck.

The saying "nine out of ten gamblers lose" is wrong. No one would play a game with only a one in ten chance of winning. In a game like Big or Small, adding a triple is enough for the house to break even. The house only needs a 60% win rate to be able to run the game.

Imagine simply providing the venue; if others bet 60 times out of every 100 times, they win 60 and lose 40, resulting in a tie. Just by rolling the dice, they can sit back and enjoy a 20% return. That would be enough to make them so rich they'd get cramps counting money.