91. Chapter 91 Oshiruchi



Chapter 91 Oshiruchi

Qiao Ye, who had originally blocked her nose, could only inhale the pheromones in the air. After just one breath, she choked suddenly.

It stinks. It stinks so bad.

"Ye Zi!" Qiao Bang and Xie Chen said worriedly.

Qiao Ye shook her head. Amidst the chorus of pheromones, she could smell a familiar scent. It was the same woody aroma she had smelled when Lu Chi was ill with a fever.

At that time, Qiao Ye thought it was the smell of the furniture in Lu Chi's house. It was not unpleasant but quite fragrant, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Now it seems that that should be the smell of Lu Chi's pheromones.

Qiao Ye said: "He is here, follow me."

Qiao Ye and the other two squeezed through the crowd and came to the arena where the shouting was the most ferocious.

This arena is the largest and has the largest audience.

Qiao Ye didn't understand where so many viewers came from on Wasteland.

The arena is surrounded by spiritual sea shielding devices to prevent the spectators watching nearby from being injured by the pressure of the spiritual sea.

Above the ring, a young man in a silver mecha suit had bloodshot eyes and a ferocious face. His clothes were torn and his mental strength seemed to be on the verge of getting out of control.

The ring commentator excitedly said, "Rookie Lu Chi, the Imperial Military Academy's first-year, top SS-ranked Sentinel, Lu Chi, faces the Wasteland Planet's Fighting King, the SSS-ranked Sentinel, Du Li! If Lu Chi wins, he'll get 20L of water and a six-star mecha! If the Fighting King wins, he'll get 50L of water and a seven-star mecha! Get excited! Get excited! Let's fight!"

Qiao Bang's mouth twitched as he said, "This competition sounds really unfair. Why is Lu Chi's reward so much less than that Du Li's?"

"And it's SS-level versus SSS-level. Just a battle of spiritual seas, Lu Chi can't win!"

Lu Chi and Du Li were competing with each other in their spiritual seas.

Duli chuckled and said, "SS-level brat, you'd better admit defeat. Otherwise, if I'm not careful, you might just become like that kid whose mental sea went berserk, losing your mind and becoming a useless person."

Even so, Duli's heart skipped a beat. What was wrong with this guy? He was clearly SS-level, but why was his spiritual sea so strong and solid? He hadn't felt anything like this when he'd collided with the spiritual sea of ​​an SSS-level Sentinel long ago.

The spiritual sea of ​​an SSS-level sentinel is indeed vast, but its foundation is not that solid. This kid in front of him, although he has an SS-level spiritual sea, is as thick as a mountain.

"Why would you admit defeat? Your spiritual sea is far inferior to hers. How could I possibly admit defeat?!"

Lu Chi raised his head, a hint of darkness flashed in the eyes of the white horse, and it neighed and roared.

The audience nearby cheered and threatened at the same time!

"Duli, I've staked everything I own on you, and you dare to lose?!"

"I've bet all my money on you!"

"Crush Lu Chi into a madman! Duli, what are you doing? Hurry up and crush Lu Chi into a madman!!"

Qiao Ye looked around and asked, "Can we still place bets here?"

An unfamiliar sentry nearby rolled her eyes and said, "This is the Dark Boxing Arena. We're here for the fun, so of course we can gamble!"

Qiao Ye hurried to look at the bets.

Most of the bets were on water, but Qiao Ye had no shortage of water.

Qiao Ye looked at the star coins, but her star coins were with Qiao Xiu, and the three of them could not gather ten thousand star coins.

The casino staff said, "You can also bet on mechas."

Qiao Ye was surprised: "Mecha?"

The casino staff nodded and said, "However, our mecha bets have a maximum limit of one to one. One five-star mecha against another five-star mecha."

Qiao Ye asked: "Is that an eight-star mecha against an eight-star mecha?"

The casino staff nodded.

Qiao Ye looked at the odds.

The odds of gambling are 1:0.6, so you won’t make much even if you win.

Lu Chi's odds were 1:5, but even so, few people bet on him.

If Qiao Ye uses the mecha to bet on Lu Chi, according to the upper limit of the mecha odds, the odds will be one to one.

Qiao Bang looked puzzled: "Ye Zi, you want to bet on a mecha, do you have a mecha?"

Xie Chen held him back and told him not to disturb Qiao Ye's thinking.

Qiao Ye thought about it and took out the night, "Bet an eight-star mecha."

The eight-star mecha appeared with a bang, and there was some chaos on the scene, but everyone soon realized that someone was betting on the mecha.

The people in the casino looked at each other in confusion.

"Late at night, this seems to be late at night."

"Yeah, it's late at night."

The casino staff looked at Qiao Ye with complicated eyes, then looked at the mecha, and then looked at Qiao Ye again.

Qiao Ye frowned: "Can't I bet?"

The casino staff's voices became much more respectful, "Sure. Who do you want to bet on?"

"Lu Chi."

Casino staff: "Lu Chi? Lu Chi is SS-level..."

Qiao Ye glanced at him.

The casino staff immediately said, "Okay, bet on Lu Chi."

Soon, the document was completed and handed to Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye put away the receipt and went to the stands to watch Lu Chi's game.

Qiao Bang was still in disbelief: "Ye Zi, where did you get this mecha? Oh my god, it's an eight-star mecha! When did you become so rich?"

Qiao Ye was speechless and whispered, "I stole it."

Qiao Bang was surprised. "What?"

Xie Chen warned him: "Don't shout."

Qiao Bang: “Oh oh.”

In the VIP seats on the second floor of the boxing ring, Pei Shiyi turned on the light brain, clicked on the account of the Imperial Army, opened the SS-level George account, paid 10 star coins, watched George's video, and followed him to practice Ba Duan Jin.

The staff at the boxing ring came upstairs and said to Pei Shiyi, who was slowly practicing Ba Duan Jin, "General, someone has staked your eight-star mecha. Please confirm this."

Pei Shiyi, who was boxing, almost lost his form. He said angrily and laughed, "You bastard, you even dared to bet on my mecha."

"General?"

Pei Shiyi said: "It's okay, she bet on it. Who did she bet on?"

The ring staff said, "The one I bet on is Lu Chi."

Pei Shiyi: "She trusts Lu Chi very much."

After the move, Pei Shiyi turned off his computer and walked towards the window. "Can an SS-level spiritual sea surpass an SSS-level one?"

Qiao Bang couldn't help but say, "Although I'm on Lu Chi's side, Ye Zi, I don't think Lu Chi can win. You bet on an eight-star mecha, but isn't it a waste of money?"

Xie Chen knocked Qiao Bang on the head: "Lu Chi fought a black boxing match to save you, and you actually cursed him to lose?"

Qiao Bang: "Where did I curse? Doesn't this mean Lu Chi will definitely lose?"

Qiao Ye calmly took out a bag of potato chips and shared it with Xie Chen and Qiao Bang, "Or?"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Qiao Ye said: "Don't worry, Lu Chi won't lose."

Although we won't lose, there's a high chance that we'll win miserably.

I'll have to find a place to help him sort out his mental energy.

It’s a mecha.

After Lu Chi won this time, they now had two eight-star mechas and one six-star mecha. How should they divide them?

Du Li and Lu Chi have been in a stalemate for a long time, and the longer the stalemate lasts, the more frightened they become.

What's wrong with this young man? Can SS-level mental power be this strong?

Duli said, "You're really not SSS-level?"

Lu Chi saw three people eating potato chips in the audience. When he saw Qiao Ye, his heart finally relaxed and he felt relieved.

"No." The young man said calmly, "But even if I'm only SS-rank, I will defeat you!"

Duli said angrily: "Boy, stop talking nonsense!!"

Lu Chi took a step forward, his mind flooded with pheromones and a surge of energy.

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