Xu Erhai!
Zhao Xukun came to this competition just to find him.
"Old Zhao, are you planning on suppressing anyone?"
"Mr. Qin, I'm going to bet on number 12. I'll give you 10 million first, just for fun."
Zhao Xukun said lightly. When he entered the woods, he saw that Xu Erhai's martial arts value was ninety-four. Although he didn't know how powerful the other players who came to participate in the competition tonight were, his intuition told him that this number twelve should not be underestimated.
"No way? Mr. Zhao, are you sure you want to bet 10 million on contestant number 12?"
Zhou Shao looked at Zhao Xukun in disbelief. He had seen tonight's odds. Among all the players, No. 12 Xu Erhai, as a newcomer, had the highest odds tonight, reaching 4.8 times. If he won two games in a row, the odds would be 6.8, if he won three games in a row, the odds would be 9.5, and if he won four games in a row and became the champion, the odds would be as high as 20.8.
But most people bet on winning one game. The probability of winning consecutive games is too low, so many people are betting on him as the last probability this time. Who said his odds are too high and too tempting? Therefore, the number of people betting on number 12 is also the highest. Qin Fen was also attracted by Zhou Shao's words. He lowered his head and continued to look at number 12 on the list.
The introduction of number 12 on the list was very brief, only his name, height, weight, and origin were listed. There was also an important piece of information: he was just an ordinary fighter in the Qingxuan underground professional boxing ring and had never participated in any competitions. To put it bluntly, he was just a newcomer.
"Old Zhao, number 12 doesn't seem to have much experience. Are you betting 10 million on him?"
"Old Zhao, aren't you going there because his odds are the highest?"
Qin Fen was also very nice and asked with a smile.
"Hey, Young Master Qin, you figured it out. That's right, I just saw that his odds were high, so I'm betting on him tonight. Ten million is a small amount, just for fun. If I lose, I'll just consider it a gift to my brothers."
Guo Shao on the side shook his head. It seemed that the people Qin Fen brought tonight did not understand boxing matches. It was obvious that No. 12 would lose. He had never participated in a match, so how could he beat other players? So none of them were optimistic about this fledgling No. 12 player.
Zhao Xukun's choice of number 12 surprised them, but it was also expected. The surprising thing was that even if Zhao Xukun didn't understand boxing matches, the list also stated that this person was a freshman and had never participated in a formal competition, so they wouldn't bet on him. As expected, they arranged this newcomer themselves. After the previous competitions, they found a pattern: many people who don't understand boxing matches like to bet on players with high odds.
Therefore, in the next few games, they arranged some people with high odds to play, and through insider arrangements, they began to let them win the first one or two games, making the audience think that this player would be the biggest dark horse tonight. Little did they know that they had actually fallen into the dealer's trap long ago.
For the final match, Zhou Shao and others will arrange for the dark horse player to lose the match intentionally tonight. In this way, they can make a lot of money from it. Usually, if he wins all the way up, his odds will be several times higher than before. However, he will definitely not be arranged to play in the finals, otherwise, there will be no need for several rich second-generations in the circle to bet on it, so the bankers will basically not lose money and will make money.
As for Xu Erhai, it was obvious that they also arranged for him to come tonight.
"Mr. Zhao, are you sure you want to bet 10 million?"
"I have a rule here, but I have to make it clear to you. Generally, when we bet, we bet on the final winner, not the previous games."
"You have to think carefully. Betting 10 million on number 12 will make it to the finals."
Zhou Shao asked excitedly.
Zhao Xukun nodded.
"Well, Mr. Zhou, I won't change it. I'll just bet 10 million on him."
"Lao Zhou, then I'll bet on number three, and I'll also bet 10 million."
Qin Fen said on the side that those who knew the inside story would generally choose to avoid this unfortunate person who was chosen.
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At eight o'clock, the competition started on time. There were a total of sixteen players participating in the competition. They were divided into two groups to compete in eight games. The eight winners would participate in the last four games. The last two players in the final would compete in one more game. Whoever won would be the champion of this competition.
Each game lasts about 20 minutes, and the game ends at 4 o'clock in the morning of the next day.
In the previous round of 16 and quarterfinals, everything went according to the arrangements of Zhou Shao and others. Xu Erhai, number 12, successfully won the first two games and entered the final penultimate game. At this time, he was the most promising player in people's eyes. He also won the first two games easily, so his odds at this time reached an astonishing 8.9 times.
In addition, Guo Shao chose number 8 and Qin Shao chose number 3, and they also entered the last two games.
It was 2:30 in the morning, and the last three games were about to start.
"Old Qin, I had someone check the results of the previous twelve games, and they're almost in. Over 480 million."
"Also, everything is going according to plan. As expected, many people are still betting on number 12, Xu Erhai. The amount of money betting on him is now over 22 million, and it's still growing. So far, over 18 million has been bet on him winning the championship. Should we call it quits now, or let him fight until the finals?"
Zhou Shao appeared out of nowhere and reported to Qin Fen.
"Well, good job. Let him play one more match, until the final. Have someone estimate how much will be bet on him. If the odds are high, let him keep playing. In the end, we can't let him win. Over 18 million, with a odds of over 20, is too high."
Qin Fen took a sip of wine and spoke in a low voice.
"Mr. Qin, I understand. I'll ask someone to estimate the amount of money betting on number twelve in the final match."
"Well, go ahead."
After calculations and speculation, Zhou Shao did not send anyone to tell Xu Erhai that he could leave.
So everything was the same as before, Xu Erhai won the game and entered the final.
In the final match, only Qin Fen's number three was still on the field. Both of them were resting in the lounge at the moment.
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