I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 628 - 272 God of Gamblers Contest: Betting with Lifespan【10,000 Characters】_5

Chapter 628: Chapter 272 God of Gamblers Contest: Betting with Lifespan【10,000 Characters】_5

Mu Rufeng didn’t mind at all and kept eating while asking Little Ying if they wanted more food.

But at this moment, Little Ying and the others still had a full stomach—the food Mu Rufeng brought was not yet finished.

As time passed, it came to five-thirty in the morning.

"Boom!" A loud noise echoed.

Everyone looked up.

"Welcome to all our distinguished guests from afar. The time has come, let’s see who the top ten are."

Zhao Chen slowly descended from above, then appeared in the middle of the crowd.

At the same time, a stage appropriately rose up at the center.

The gambling tables also disappeared without a trace.

Mu Rufeng and others immediately stood up.

And in that moment they rose, the sofas also vanished.

Or rather, the gambling tables, sofas, and every other item around disappeared, turning back into an empty dance floor.

"Tenth place, chips: Nineteen million two hundred thousand. Please welcome Treasure Tower’s Dan Yifeng."

A wave of applause rose.

Then, an old man with a cane slowly walked out from the crowd and up the steps onto the one-meter high stage.

"I didn’t expect that this year, nineteen million two hundred thousand would only rank tenth," Dan Yifeng said.

"I had nineteen million...thought I was safely in the top ten. Sigh!" A Ghost Emperor sighed from the crowd.

"Haha, we have some real surprises today."

"Next, in ninth place, chips: Twenty million, please welcome the Loronia Fallen Angel from the Youtai Commerce Association."

Applause erupted again.

Then, Mu Rufeng’s acquaintance, the stunning Loronia Fallen Angel, stepped onto the stage.

"This guy actually came too," Xu He was slightly surprised.

"The decennial event in Golden City is quite a grand occasion; almost all free Ghost Emperors would come," Black Five explained.

"Eight place, chips: Thirty million thirty thousand, please welcome Freeman from the Black Demon Group."

A five-meter-tall African giant emerged from the crowd and stepped onto the stage.

This African giant was no different from an ordinary African, only bigger.

And chillingly, his navel was a gigantic mouth.

"Seventh place, chips: Thirty-five million, please welcome Netherworld Assassin Black Five."

"Sixth place, chips: Thirty-six million, please welcome the Vampire Duke Dracula from the Youtai Commerce Association."

"Fifth place, chips: Thirty-eight million, please welcome Liu Qinghe from the Greenery Group."

"Fourth place, chips: Sixty-five million, please welcome Xu Zhichun from the Heaven and Earth Bank,"

"Third place, chips: Seventy-nine million, please welcome Niu Ben from the Green Leaf Farm."

"Second place, chips: One hundred twenty-six million nine hundred thousand, please welcome Xu He from the Crimson Preferred."

"Haha, it seems this time we truly have a surprise. The top ten has many new faces, and the chip records have been broken," Zhao Chen said, laughing.

Even the crowd below whispered among themselves.

Clearly, they couldn’t understand how the new Ghost Emperor, Xu He, could have won one hundred twenty-six million nine hundred thousand in Soul Power chips.

The Ghost Emperors opposed to Xu He were also greatly shocked.

"As for the first place, it will be even more surprising; later on, don’t make the kid too embarrassed."

"First place, chips: Two hundred fifty million, please welcome the Contractor from the real-world Mu Rufeng!"

"This feels a bit awkward," said Mu Rufeng with a slight twitch of his mouth, but he still stepped onto the stage at a measured pace.

An uproar came from below.

They were all shocked that Mu Rufeng the Contractor could win such a high amount of Soul Power.

"Incredible, truly unbelievable."

"A Contractor being present at the festival is already surprising enough, and now he’s even taken the first place?"

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"Interesting, very interesting, this year’s festival is full of surprises."

Some Ghost Emperors watched the scene with interest.

For them, not reaching the top ten was fine; it was still a pleasure to watch the excitement unfold.

Of course, some Ghost Emperors were grinding their teeth in frustration.

For instance, Loronia, the Fallen Angel of the Youtai Commerce Association.

At this moment, Loronia was staring intently at Mu Rufeng with her icy eyes.

She had never forgotten how Mu Rufeng had humiliated her before.

She was constantly looking for Mu Rufeng, wishing to find him and torment him thoroughly.

"Mu Rufeng, we meet again," Loronia said coldly.

"If it isn’t Miss Nia, it’s been a long time. You’re still as beautiful as ever," Mu Rufeng paused as he passed by her and said with a smile.

"You better pray that I don’t find you. Otherwise, I’ll make you wish you could neither live nor die."

"Is that so? Well, you’re welcome to come find me," Mu Rufeng smiled slightly, then walked over and stood beside Xu He.

The ones most surprised were the nine Level Eight Ghost Kings.

They could not have imagined that Mu Rufeng would be able to stand on the stage, let alone capture the much-coveted first place.

That was two hundred and fifty million in Soul Power.

Look at them, the lucky ones won a million or two at most; the unlucky ones lost everything.

"This Mr. Mu is really too mysterious."

"A Contractor making it to this extent is too shocking."

"Damn, why didn’t we exchange contact information earlier in the lounge?"

"Now that you mention it, I forgot too."

"How regrettable, such a great opportunity just slipped through our fingers."