"Let me tell you, Boss, as long as we can establish good relations with the deacons here, we won't have to die in the ring!"
"No need to die? Isn't this a life-or-death arena, a fight to the death? How can you not die? Can you fake your own death? But the audience here aren't fools. They can definitely tell whether a person is truly dead or just faking it."
Seeing that Lai Siyu didn't understand the key points, Hao Yingyao waved his hand and pushed the two male cultivators beside him aside, then scolded: "I say, you two bastards, why are you keeping things in suspense in front of the boss? Be careful, I will beat you up later." After scolding the two male cultivators, Hao Yingyao explained to Lai Siyu with a smile: "It's like this, boss, we bribe the deacon who is in charge of distribution and give him 70% of the reward for each game. In this way, he will arrange particularly weak boxing slaves for us. In this way, on the ring, as long as we show that it is not particularly easy to win, it will be fine.
Of course, the entire fight process must be paced well, first making the audience feel like you're about to lose, then slowly overtaking until you wear your opponent down."
"Yes, yes, there are many ways to kill your opponent. The key is to not let them die too easily."
"Also, I hope the whole fighting process isn't too easy."
"Oh, you guys are just faking it!" Lai Siyu understood immediately. No wonder the waiter said that if you are really poor, you can go to the boxing ring. She was wondering before, why did the life and death boxing ring sound so natural in the waiter's mouth.
It seems that the waiter in that store should be one of the few people who knows the unspoken rules.
"This isn't a fake fight. After all, someone will actually die in the ring. It's just that the person who died isn't us."
"But isn't the steward here a bit too greedy? He actually wants to take 70% of the income! Also, the audience isn't stupid. If you win every game, people will place big bets on you. If you do that, the dealer will lose everything.
The arena will never allow such a thing to happen. How dare the deacon do this? Isn't he afraid of being killed by the arena boss? "These people fight in the arena for more than one match. If they win every match, the arena will suffer a huge loss.
"Boss, this is actually quite simple. We just need to change our appearance slightly when we get into the ring. After a few fights, we can disguise our opponents to look like us, and then we can disguise ourselves to look like our opponents... In short, there are many ways.
Moreover, just a few punches in the ring can destroy the opponent's appearance, so there is no need to worry about being exposed halfway.
As for the profits, it's impossible for the deacon who distributes the profits to the opponents to take it all for himself. There are quite a few deacons in the entire camp, and the guards also get a share, so in fact, 30% is still quite a lot for us."
"That's right. The deacons and guards of the Fist Slave Camp also need a share of the 70% of the profits."
"Oh, so that's how it is. It turns out this is a case of collusion." Moreover, in this case, the outcome of the competition is completely controlled by the competition organizers. It is simply a dream for retail investors to want to win the dealer's immortal crystals!
"Boss, now that you know the previous plan, we will take you to see the deacon."
Lai Siyu waved her hand and said, "No thanks!"
The three were shocked when they heard this and quickly advised, "Boss, please don't be so willful. Although you are powerful, we can't joke with our lives, right?"
"That's right, Boss. It's better to be safe than sorry. If we don't take precautions, what if something goes wrong in the ring? That wouldn't be a good idea, right?"
"Boss, if you don't go find the deacon, he might arrange the most powerful opponent for you. Think about it... We are so beautiful, we really can't take any risks!"
The male cultivator's words reminded Lai Siyu that she was quite confident in her skills, but what should she do if she was arranged to face Daxue and others?
Daxue is a celestial being, but he was still captured and used as a boxing slave. If they met in the ring, she had no confidence that she could escape with Daxue, not to mention Ergou, Sanyan and Siji.
It's impossible to just ignore them.
"Okay, let's go find the deacon now." The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. They finally had a strong girl in their yard, and they could finally compete with the pretty boy in the dry yard. They couldn't let it go like this.
"What are your two names?" Lai Siyu asked when they were about to leave.
"Boss, my name is Wu Qixiang."
"Boss, my name is Shu Taichu."
"Well, let's go."
Lai Siyu and his group of four crossed several small islands and arrived at an island in the center of the camp.
There is only one small building on the island. It is built in the center of the island. The ground around it is polished ice rock, which is pitch black and forms a sharp contrast with the surrounding red.
The icy ground exudes bursts of cool air, isolating the scorching air outside the island.
This small building is the Deacon's Hall in the camp. At this moment, there are about twenty people standing outside the Deacon's Hall in groups of three or five.
The door of the Deacon's Hall was tightly closed, with two imposing guards standing outside.
A frivolous-looking, bamboo-like male cultivator shouted with disdain, "Hey, I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be Hao Yingyao!"
The others immediately burst into laughter upon hearing this, and continued speaking from what the male cultivator had said.
"Haha, how dare you come out and take on this job? Haven't you loosened up your bones enough?"
"Look, the girl next to him is pretty, very pretty and juicy."
"Hey, little girl, come here, I promise you won't die in the ring!"
"Don't go to that rough old man who has no sympathy for women. Come to our courtyard. As long as you serve me well, I will definitely find a way to keep you from going to the ring. How about that?"
"That's right, instead of letting those three devils take advantage of such a charming flower, it's better for us to take advantage of it, hahahaha~"
The words spoken by this group of people became more and more unpleasant, and the faces of Hao Yingyao, Wu Qixiang and Shu Taichu turned darker.
"Shut your stinky mouths!"
"Don't insult our boss!"
"I'm going to fight you!"
The three of them rushed towards those who spoke rudely at the same time. Lai Siyu was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that these three cowards would rush towards those people without even hesitation.
You have to know that the other side has more than 20 people, while they only have three.
Moreover, the anger they exuded before did not seem fake, and at this moment they rushed out resolutely without any hesitation or wavering.
It's really puzzling.
The three of them were fighting with the other three, while the others gathered in a circle and watched the fight with a smile on their faces. The two guards at the door of the deacon's hall didn't even glance in the direction of the fight, as if there was no one around at all.
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