Many antiques have been lost overseas, but this is far less than the national debt owed to China by other countries.

But there's nothing we can do. China's antiques are in other countries' hands, and no country will easily take these things out to exchange for money. That's how many we can get in return.

However, if these antiques are placed in this kind of gambling game, their value will be different, and the price will increase tenfold or even dozens of times.

Under malicious targeting, China had not won a single match in the previous eight games, only managing two draws.

They not only won China's bet, but also suffered no losses.

China's treasures have come full circle and returned to their hands; this is the premise for their joint attack on China.

You won't gain anything, and you might even lose some money, while offending your creditors. Anyone with a brain wouldn't do something like that.

As Ye Zi said, with the strength to crush all opponents, Wu Dongheng would try to win back as many national treasures as possible.

In fact, Wu Dongheng's job involves more than just bringing back these national treasures through competitions. He travels to various countries to find ways to bring back treasures that have been lost abroad.

Otherwise, the Gates of Hell wouldn't have set up a special foreign affairs team just for a competition.

If Ye Zi's strength is too great, it's hard to say whether this kind of competition will continue in the future.

If Ye Zi is so strong that he can crush everyone else, continuing to hold such a competition is just giving things away for free.

As long as Ye Zi is alive, such a competition will definitely not exceed three times.

The first time was when no one knew Ye Zi's strength; the second time was when Ye Zi's strength was confirmed; and the third time was when one of their own players made a breakthrough.

Being crushed three times in a row, it would be foolish to continue reporting it.

Wu Dongheng wanted to play for big stakes, and Ye Zi thought the same thing.

"Is it okay to kill someone before the match starts?"

"Yes, from now on, entry to the competition venue is permitted but exit is not. The initial betting has been reported; it can be increased, but not decreased."

"Although it's possible to kill, there are two prerequisites: first, there needs to be a wager; second, the other party must participate voluntarily." Wu Dongheng immediately replied.

"A bet? Voluntary participation? Why does it feel like a boxing match?" Ye Zi asked, puzzled.

"That's right, it's a ring fight, a warm-up for the official competition, but it's all hand-to-hand combat without any weapons or equipment."

Ye Zi grinned, everything was understood without words.

"You're not planning to eliminate all the contestants before the competition even starts, are you?" The little nobody suddenly sensed the dangerous aura emanating from Ye Zi and tentatively asked.

Ye Zi said:

"I have this idea, but it doesn't seem so easy now."

"It's no use. Even if you kill all the contestants on the stage, the competition will still take place because each faction has a reserve team in addition to the contestants with pre-selected numbers."

These reserve teams serve as both backup personnel and our security force.

Ye Zi turned to look at Yang Dali and the other two, and then said:

"So they were the security force for this mission?"

"And me and the butcher," the nobody said casually.

He had participated in the competition and knew the process very well. Although there were changes each time, the main content remained the same.

“You don’t need to worry about that. Every time we arrive, we’re not the only ones who challenge us,” Wu Dongheng said with a smile.

Ye Zi raised an eyebrow and then said:

"Looks like we're being targeted pretty thoroughly."

"Who can argue with that?"

"That's good, otherwise it would be difficult to kill more people," Ye Zi said coldly.

After the meeting, Ye Zi went back to her room to rest, leaving only Meng Jie and Wu Dongheng at the bar.

Why are there three people? Doesn't the nobody count as a person?

Mengjie took out the video of Ye Zi being targeted by a group of people at the Bai family manor and handed her the video of Ye Zi being beaten by thousands of people.

After reading it, Wu Dongheng exclaimed in shock:

"That intense?"

"What do you think? This time we have to go big."

Wu Dongheng nodded with a mischievous grin, agreeing with Sister Meng's idea.

The next morning, while everyone else was at home preparing for the New Year, Mengjie had also started her annual leave the night before. Wu Dongheng took Yezi and the others into a van and headed straight for the airport.

Upon arrival at the airport, a cargo plane was already ready for takeoff.

Wu Dongheng led the way onto the plane.

Once inside, Ye Zi discovered that there were four horses in the cabin, instead of the one he had requested.

Ye Zi looked puzzled, and Yang Dali said:

"In addition to serving as reserves and guards this year, the three of us also have the additional task of being your honor guard."

"A guard of honor?" Ye Zi was still puzzled.

“That’s right, that’s the plan…”

After Yang Dali explained, Ye Zi immediately understood why Wang Dachui had crafted four sets of Mongolian heavy armor; it turned out he was waiting for this.

After the plane took off, Ye Zi looked around and asked:

"Where are the guns, ammunition, and other guards? Didn't they set off together?"

"These are all the people who participated in the mission. They have no guns or ammunition, and the guards can only use cold weapons as well."

Aside from the monitors, the only modern equipment at the competition venue was an airplane.

"Didn't you hide anything?" Ye Zi teased.

"There's no need. If a firefight breaks out there, we'll be the target of all the fire. Unless we're hiding a nuclear bomb, it's useless."

Wu Dongheng's words made Ye Zi realize that the competition venue was the best place for a double-cross.

But what you get from a double-cross is no different from winning the competition. On the contrary, there's a possibility that the antiques will be damaged. It's safer to just compete honestly.

With nothing to do, Ye Zi got up to check on the horses, only to be greatly disappointed. They were not genuine Mongolian horses, but rather hybrids that had somehow come from somewhere.

"This is a warhorse, specially obtained from the army," the obscure young man said, leaning closer.

"How did you know?" Ye Zi asked casually.

"Nonsense, I was right next to Xiaomeng when she made her request."

"So, if a conflict really breaks out, Dali and his men will fight as cavalry?"

"That's right."

Ye Zi raised an eyebrow. Everyone was using cold weapons, and the thought of four cavalrymen suddenly appearing and charging into the crowd was exciting.

In the era of cold weapon warfare, the power of cavalry was proven, let alone heavy cavalry.

After looking at the warhorse, Ye Zi sat back in her seat. She definitely couldn't bring her double maces when she made her appearance, nor could she wear the armor crafted by the system. She could only use what Wang Dachui had prepared.

Otherwise, the warhorse simply wouldn't be able to support the weight of Ye Zi fully armed.

Even the equipment that Wang Dachui prepared, along with the leaves themselves, were not light.

A set of heavy armor weighs around 100 jin (approximately 50 kg), while the scimitar and bow and arrow weigh around 30 jin (approximately 15 kg).

Ye Zi herself weighs over 200 jin (approximately 100 kg), and the total weight is around 400 jin (approximately 200 kg).

Carrying 400 pounds on a warhorse is quite a burden.

Fortunately, he only rode a horse when he entered the game; he didn't need to ride it in the subsequent matches.