Chapter 4046: Chapter 4065: Lucky Audience Member, Please Come On Stage

The second round began.

Number Twelve continued with a defensive counterattacking style, appearing to struggle, but when his opponent was almost exhausted, he remained energetic.

As expected, Number Twelve won again.

Number Twelve looked a bit tired, and compared to the other two winners, he seemed to be the weakest.

Lin Chen curiously checked the real-time odds and found that his odds were the highest among the three, which also meant he was the least favored to win the championship.

How is the betting handled?

It seemed like a regular setup, making him look the least likely to win, but his odds weren’t much higher than the other two contestants, leaving those hoping for a big upset jackpot uncertain.

Nalan Wushuang clicked on the light curtain and, smiling, placed five million on the bet.

"Although he is indeed acting, the odds are real. On the surface, his winning rate is indeed the lowest, and there should be the fewest people betting on him."

"As long as no one places a huge bet on him, and if he wins at the end, the betting plate can still earn money. If the other two, who seem likelier to win, do win, the betting plate won’t earn much, or might even take a loss."

Lin Chen laughed slightly: "With the odds out, the situation becomes clearer."

Appearances can deceive, but odds do not lie.

Now there are two scenarios: first, the organizers have no script and are not manipulating the competition, just secretly adjusting the odds to ensure their profit. In this case, the hidden strength of Number Twelve will definitely make him win.

Second, the organizers do have a script. But now that the odds are set this way, if the organizers want to make a lot of money, Number Twelve still must win.

"I’m waiting for you guys to win some money and treat me to dinner."

Shang Wenyin said with a smile: "I’ll join in for a bite too. By the way, Brother Chen, how did you figure it out? I didn’t think it looked like acting at all."

Lin Chen said with a laugh: "I’m a man, men naturally have a better understanding of the coordination of their own body muscles."

"Perhaps I’m not the only one seeing this at the scene, but as long as no one places a big bet on him, he’ll eventually win."

If someone did place a big bet on him and he won, the banker might lose money, so naturally, the banker would find a way for him to lose.

Everything is about making money. It can’t be that organizing the competition is just to make everyone happy, earning some drink and booth money, right?

This is a martial artist competition, and all are experts with formidable appearance fees, not to mention there’s a huge prize for this competition.

This money doesn’t come from the guests’ wallets, so it can’t be that the organizers take it out of their own pockets, right?

Nalan Wushuang asked: "Now there are three people left, how do they fight?"

Lin Chen shook his head, he didn’t know either.

The host on stage, holding the microphone, smiled and said: "As you all saw, we currently have only three contestants. Three contestants are hard to form teams with, so, to make this competition a bit more interesting, we decided to draw one member from the audience to participate in our competition."

There was an uproar from the audience. Apparently, no one expected such a development.

The host said with a laugh: "There are many martial artists present, so don’t worry. Before going on stage, we’ll conduct some simple tests to ensure enough participation sense without getting injured."

"Your job will be to join in and help proceed with the match; otherwise, if three people go on stage, won’t it be chaos? Any two people teaming up will mean the third is directly eliminated. This wouldn’t be fair to the first targeted person and wouldn’t be fair to your bets."

"Whoever draws a blank sign can have a friendly match with the audience, letting the audience experience the thrill of restricted fighting. How about it, are you willing?"

There was an immediate loud response in the arena.

"Willing!"

"Pick me!"

"Let me up, I want to experience this!"

"If I get on stage, will they be on their knees asking me not to die within three seconds?"

The host saw many responding enthusiastically, with a smile on his face.

"We will draw lots anytime. The selected audience can choose to go on stage themselves, refuse, or have their friends go on their behalf. If refused, we’ll continue the draw until someone goes on stage."

"Get ready, we’re starting the raffle."

"Begin!"

"Stop!"

The host looked at the information that stopped on the light curtain and loudly announced: "Number 82!"

With the host’s voice, the lamplight focused on the position of Number 82, which was an open seat with a middle-aged man who blushed and waved his hands repeatedly.

"I can’t, pick another!"

The surrounding people saw him acting so timidly, all started jeering and teasing him.

The host didn’t make it hard for him, smiled, and said: "Then let’s continue to draw the next lucky person, begin!"

"Stop!"

"Number 23!"

"Where is Number 23?"

Lin Chen was looking at the light curtain when the beam of light suddenly swept over and landed on Lin Chen and his companions.

Hmm?

Lin Chen glanced at the number on his table and was speechless for a moment.

They actually picked our table!

Lin Chen and his four companions were all handsome men and pretty women. One man with three women was instantly featured on the light curtain.

"Wow!"

"So many pretty women!"

"This guy is so lucky, he’s with three women, I’m so jealous."

"This guy must be very rich!"

"It’s not just money, but he’s also very handsome!"

The host’s gaze swept over and said with a smile: "Handsome guy, want to come up and experience this rare opportunity?"

Lin Chen originally didn’t want to go on stage, but the three women beside him saw this and all started mischievously smiling.

"Quick, go up!"

"Go on, go on, we’ll cheer for you from below!"

"Go win the match and see their reaction, haha!"

Seeing the three women’s expressions of relishing in the chaos, Lin Chen chuckled and simply didn’t refuse. He stood up and said: "Alright, I’ll give it a try."

The host exclaimed happily: "Let’s welcome our super capable handsome guy. Please accompany our handsome guy to the room beside, where we’ll do a random draw pairing and a simple test to ensure your safety, giving you a wonderful experience."

Lin Chen followed the waiter leading the way to the room beside the ring, where the three contestants were now, looking at Lin Chen with strange eyes as he walked in.

Clearly, they hadn’t expected such a situation either.

The staff approached, smiling: "Sir, are you a martial artist?"

Lin Chen nodded: "Yes."

The staff asked: "May I ask what level of martial artist you are?"

Lin Chen glanced back at the three of them and asked in return: "How about them, what level are they?"

The staff laughed lightly: "They’re all level six, but don’t worry, your matched opponent won’t go all out, it’s just a game, there’s no need to worry about getting hurt."

Lin Chen smiled slightly: "Level six, huh. What a coincidence, I’m level six too..."