Chapter 48 The Shy Little Golden Retriever, the Championship Battle.
"All in! Xiao Jiang, you're right, all in is a kind of wisdom!"
Qian Renxue waved her hand and took out all her money.
Jin Yue'er followed closely behind.
Jiang Nian smiled, wondering what his odds would be this time.
Should he continue to bet on himself?
Or...?
After the first round of the competition, there was still half an hour to recover his soul power.
Although it might not be fair to Jiang Nian, he didn't care.
He could easily recover the little soul power he had consumed by eating a couple of soul power-restoring herbs.
After the three of them went all in, they had exactly 1.05 million gold soul coins.
The two of them had each earned 20,000 gold soul coins earlier, which Jiang Nian had somewhat forgotten.
As the gamblers placed their bets, his odds were not as low as he had imagined; instead, they became the median of the entire game.
"Twice? That high? Why isn't anyone betting on Jiang Nian anymore?"
"Are you stupid! How much soul power can he recover in half an hour? Even if he recovers, Jiang Nian will probably be besieged by the other nine. Who told him to perform so brilliantly in the first match?"
"That's true... I didn't expect Hu Bian from the Black Tiger Sect to have the lowest odds... And Ling Rou is also a top contender."
"It's a pity about Tuoba Jun, level 39... If the competition had been postponed for a month or two, he might have been the undisputed champion."
The audience whispered among themselves, discussing which contestant would win. Although Jiang Nian was also highly regarded, they all seemed to have guessed that the other nine would gang up on him.
"Knock knock knock~"
Inside the private room, Jiang Nian got up to open the door after hearing the knocking, but Jin Yue'er held him back and opened it herself.
Creak~
A chubby man walked in, and when he saw the girl with pigtails, he froze for a moment. Then, looking at Qian Renxue with her golden hair, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Damn it! I heard this morning that Brother Nian brought two girls over, but I didn't expect him to bring them this well..."
Zhao Bai composed himself and stepped forward.
"Brother Nian."
Jiang Nian nodded, then his next sentence almost made him choke.
"Sister-in-law Nian?" Zhao Bai tentatively looked at Qian Renxue. As someone who could read people perfectly well, he could naturally tell who was higher in status between the two women.
"Ah?!" The little blond's brain went blank for a moment, a strange mix of emotions rising and falling in his mind.
His pretty face suddenly turned bright red, almost dripping with blood.
The adorable scene made Jiang Nian unable to resist taking a second look.
Qian Renxue noticed his gaze and became even more shy, covering her face and turning away, seemingly lost in thought.
Jin Yue'er glared at Zhao Bai, snorted coldly, and sat down on the sofa next to him. If looks could kill, this little fat guy would already be reduced to ashes.
Zhao Bai trembled and gave an awkward laugh.
"Ahem...it's not what you think." Jiang Nian rubbed his temples, somewhat speechless.
The people here are really precocious; how old is he anyway?
But...how old were Oscar's parents when they had their baby...?
All I can say is, a little cow flying in an airplane, incredibly cool.
"Oh, I see."
"Fist bump, I misunderstood."
Zhao Bai chuckled, then, after observing Qian Renxue's expression, he was immediately certain.
Since Brother Nian didn't want to talk about it, then they wouldn't discuss it.
"Brother Nian, this is a soul tool for restoring soul power. Use it now."
"You came here just for this?" Jiang Nian asked curiously.
"Yes." Zhao Bai pinched his nose; he didn't want his good friend to suffer.
There was plenty of time now; if necessary, they could even call in a support Soul Saint to help Brother Nian restore his soul power.
"I appreciate your kindness, but I've already recovered."
Zhao Bai: "?"
After a moment of surprise, he nodded and smiled: "Brother Nian, if you need anything, just ask."
"I'll take my leave now."
With that, Zhao Bai quietly left, feeling like he was about to be glared at to death if he didn't leave.
Qian Renxue was still in the heat of the moment, and Jiang Nian looked at Jin Yue'er with some embarrassment.
She was pouting, clearly not in a good mood.
"Um... Little Jiang..."
"Don't mind him, Fatty's just talking nonsense," Jiang Nian interrupted casually.
Qian Renxue felt a pang of disappointment at his nonchalant attitude.
She glared at him, her initial tension and anticipation plummeting.
"Hmph, I know!"
Well... better he knew.
He didn't want to be hung up by Bibi Dong.
And Qian Daoliu... sigh, he just wanted to cultivate peacefully to become a god, he had no other intentions!
Of course, eight years later.
Jin Yue'er lowered her head, somewhat annoyed.
That chubby guy's loose tongue was one thing, after all, he was Nian-ge's friend.
But!
Why didn't he include her?
Was she really that uncompetitive?
She glanced down, then stole a look at Sister Xiaoxue.
Ha~ Weakling!
"Sister Yue'er, what are you doing?"
"Ah? I...I'm thinking about something..."
Half an hour passed.
Jiang Nian calmly stepped off the arena, no longer treading the void.
As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he noticed that all nine people were staring at him.
Jiang Nian was not intimidated, calmly scanning them.
"Brother, your name is Jiang Nian, right? I'm curious, how old were you when you broke through to Soul Master?" Tuoba Jun's expression was slightly unconvinced, but his words were still polite.
"I'm not very talented, I broke through to Soul Master at sixteen."
After saying that, his face was still filled with a bit of arrogance.
This speed is not slow even on the entire continent, and there is a glimmer of hope for him to break through to Soul Douluo or even Title Douluo in the future.
Jiang Nian gave him a strange look, somewhat unwilling to discourage this future sect of the Spirit Hall.
"What? Are you intimidated by me?"
"No...I just feel there's no need." Jiang Nian shook his head, too lazy to answer.
This continent has never lacked geniuses, and only those geniuses who grow up can become famous throughout the world and leave their mark on history.
A premature end might just be something to shrug off at dinner time in some small town.
"Hmph! Then please, Brother Jiang, go down first."
With that, all nine of them simultaneously activated their Martial Souls.
Not one of them was of poor quality; they were all future Soul Saints and Soul Douluos.
Especially Ling Rou from the Sparrow Bee Sect and Hu Bian from the Black Tiger Sect, both were four-ring Soul Masters.
They tacitly agreed to attack Jiang Nian first, without even needing to exchange words.
"Here he comes! Jiang Nian, one against nine! Looking forward to another miracle!"
"I've already bet everything on Hu Bian! I'm a loyal subject of Little Bian!"
"Is it because Sister Rou isn't pretty, or her legs aren't long enough?!"
The familiar yellow and purple floated beneath Jiang Nian's feet. Ling Rou, an agility-type Soul Master, took a step forward in her high heels; her alluring and sexy figure was quite mismatched with her clothes.
Cute yet charming.
"Little handsome guy, how about I treat you to a meal after this?"
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