In the first round, I used my worst camel to compete against Old Ahmed's best camel.

I lost the first game.

And we lost rather badly, but that doesn't matter.

In the second and third games, I was certain of victory!

In the second round, Ye Chen will use his best camel to compete against Old Ahmed's average camel.

In the third round, Ye Chen will use his average-quality camel against Old Ahmed's worst camel.

With that, they easily won two rounds, and that incredibly valuable new oil field would be theirs.

This is called applying "ancient wisdom".

"Mr. Ye, aren't you very knowledgeable about camels? How come you lost so badly in the first round?"

Old Ahmed asked Ye Chen with a smile.

He had heard his son say that he thought Ye Chen was incredibly powerful, so he was extremely cautious.

He even used his best camels right away, just in case something went wrong.

But the result of the first game was completely unexpected.

He thought the first game would be very close and that he didn't have a high chance of winning.

In the end, they ended up completely dominating their opponent.

That's it...

"Some people get third place and think they're incredibly talented..."

The man in sunglasses chimed in with a sarcastic tone.

The local tycoons and bigwigs that old Ahmed had invited were somewhat disappointed, as they had expected a few exciting matches.

They were all eagerly anticipating who would be the ultimate winner.

The result was a complete one-sided beatdown, which was boring.

"I wonder if you'll still have that confidence for the second round."

Ye Chen smiled faintly.

These people completely misunderstand the wisdom of our Chinese ancestors; it will be their turn to cry soon.

"We'll definitely win the second game too."

"We'll easily win the second game, and there's no need to even play the third."

Old Ahmed and his teammates were even fantasizing about taking the second round in one fell swoop and ending the match completely.

"Second round, begin!!!"

Just then, the second camel race began.

Old Ahmed's No. 2 camel raced against Ye Chen's No. 2 camel.

Right from the start, Ye Chen's camel took the lead, leaving old Ahmed's camel several meters behind.

"come on!!!"

"Run! Run!"

The men on Old Ahmed's side shouted that they hoped their number 2 camel would arrive soon.

"It doesn't matter if it's a little slower now."

"This camel was once a champion. It will definitely overtake its opponent in the middle or later stages of the competition."

Old Ahmed said with certainty.

We've already witnessed Ye Chen's strength, and our side has the former champion Camel. Will we lose?

The second game has just begun; the outcome at this point is not important.

Old Ahmed looked relaxed.

Time ticked by, and as the match entered its later stages, old Ahmed finally couldn't sit still any longer.

"run!"

"Run! I spent so much money to buy you, not to let you lose the game!!!"

Old Ahmed no longer cared about his image and kept shouting.

He spent a whopping eight figures, almost nine figures, on this camel, and it was in US dollars.

If it doesn't win the championship, it will go back and turn this camel into a "whole roasted camel"!!!

Unfortunately, no matter how much old Ahmed shouted, his number 2 camel could never catch up with Ye Chen's number 2 camel.

They ultimately lost the game.

"Lost?"

"You lost just like that?"

The people on Ahmed's side did not immediately accept this reality.

Old Ahmed was equally dumbfounded; he thought the second game was a sure thing, but he lost...

That's not right.

Why?!

Why is that?

Old Ahmed couldn't understand it.

"We won the second game."

"A brother-in-law is a brother-in-law. How could these people know the wisdom of Tian Ji's horse racing strategy?"

Su Ling'er and Zhao Shuxuan were very excited and admired Ye Chen's "Tian Ji's horse racing" plan.

"Father, don't be disappointed, we still have a third round."

"Just now, our camel only lost to Ye Chen's camel by a few meters. He won by a narrow margin, unlike our first round, which was a crushing victory."

Ahmed quickly comforted his father.

"We still have a great chance of winning the third game."

"Yes, I think so too."

Several of Ahmed's friends thought the same thing.

"Yes, there's a third game."

Old Ahmed regained his spirits.

Ye Chen only narrowly won the second game; perhaps his number 2 camel wasn't performing well today.

The third game is coming up soon. Both sides have won one game so far, so the third game is the most important one.

"What, didn't you guys say you'd win the second game in a heartbeat?"

Ye Chen looked at Old Ahmed and the others with a smile.

"Kid, don't get cocky, there's still a third round."

"You only won one game by a narrow margin, what's with the arrogance? If you're so capable, why don't you win the third game?!"

"It doesn't matter if one person wins one game, but it's impressive if you win the third game."

The man in sunglasses and others refuted Ye Chen.

"Winning the third game is no problem."

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

How could they possibly lose if they used their own average camels to race against the worst camels of the Ahmed family?

"Third round, begin..."

With the host's signal, the third round of the match officially began!

This time, the Middle Eastern tycoons and bigwigs who had just been watching with amusement widened their eyes and stared intently ahead.

Now is the exciting moment.

Who will win the third game?!