At this moment, Baoyu was wandering in the spacious area outside.
Only two groups of “Ding” character contestants were still battling in the arena, but there were no noteworthy figures among them.
Baoyu was reflecting on the previous match in his mind.
His original intention was to see if he could use Zhuge Bai’s abilities to force out some of Wang Ye’s strength, thus gaining a better understanding of this Wang Daoxiang, whom he was very interested in.
Unexpectedly…
He let this guy easily pass this round.
Instead, he ended up witnessing the extraordinary capabilities of the Wuhou Qimen, which could be considered a case of “Sowing the Wind, Reaping the Whirlwind.”
If Zhuge Bai had such strength, how formidable would the renowned Zhuge Qing be?
And for the legendary Wang, who easily dealt with Zhuge Qing, how terrifying would his Fenghou Qimen be?
Baoyu noticed that when Jin Meng was fighting, he gradually fell into Zhuge Bai’s rhythm as soon as he underestimated his opponent.
When Jin Meng went wild and finally closed in on Zhuge Bai, something even stranger happened.
Such a small Zhuge Bai always managed to avoid Jin Meng’s attacks before they landed, seemingly predicting the timing and direction of Jin Meng’s strikes!
He didn’t know much about Qimen magic.
He had heard that Qimen arts involve the manipulation of time and space to understand the way of heaven.
Before coming to Longhushan, he had studied some Daoist and Eight Trigrams theories, but he could only remember a few details and was even less capable of applying them practically…
The foundation of Qimen usage is based on the Daoist Six Lines and Eight Trigrams.
乾 (Qián) represents Heaven
坤 (Kūn) represents Earth
巽 (Xùn) represents Wind
震 (Zhèn) represents Thunder
坎 (Kǎn) represents Water
离 (Lí) represents Fire
艮 (Gèn) represents Mountain
兑 (Duì) represents Marsh
These make up the Eight Trigrams, and within the Qimen framework, they are combined with the lines to expand into sixty-four hexagrams…
In such a complex Qimen setup, predicting every attack of an opponent in the heat of battle…
Such a calculation is simply beyond human capability!
As for how the Zhuge family accomplishes this, it must be the special feature of their Wuhou Qimen!!
Thinking too much is useless. While Baoyu had some talent in meditation, Buddhism, and cultivation, understanding Qimen magic was another matter.
Not to mention learning it! Just thinking about it gives him a headache…
“…”
“Right, we need to lower the odds for Jia Zhengliang. This guy is too strong…”
“Yes, we can cross out the names of those who lost…”
“I’ll check who needs to be crossed out!”
“Here! Jin… Jin Meng crossed out… Lu Qi crossed out…”
“…”
A conversation from not far away broke into Baoyu’s thoughts.
He looked up to see two figures under a tree, whispering and discussing something while holding a tablet.
Aren’t those PDD?
And a young woman? What are they doing?
At this moment, the two under the tree noticed Baoyu.
The chubby guy waved happily, “Master Baoyu, you’ve finished watching the match too.”
Baoyu smiled slightly, recalling the chubby guy’s name.
Zang Long… the intelligence expert!
“Yes, the matches today have concluded. What are you two doing?”
Zang Long waved the tablet proudly and said, “Haha, this is a website where I collect information on extraordinary people. Xiaobai has set the odds for this tournament on it.”
Zang Long seemed to remember something, pointed to the purple-haired girl, and introduced her to Baoyu, “This is Xiaobai. Her name is Bai Shixue, and she’s a bit of a money enthusiast…”
“Hey, chubby, don’t slander me or I’ll beat you up! It’s my hobby… Do you understand hobby?”
Bai Shixue shook her fist at Zang Long and turned to Baoyu, greeting him, “Hello, Master Baoyu. It’s nice to meet you. I watched your match; it was impressive—clean and sharp…”
“Too kind, Bai. I was just lucky to avoid encountering strong opponents. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have won so easily!”
Zang Long’s chubby face was smiling.
“Master Baoyu is too modest. We’ve studied your strength. Based solely on the few moves you showed in the first match, we can tell your strength is remarkable.
By the way, we’ve adjusted your odds. Let me see… Master Baoyu~ 1 to 46…
Uh, sorry… I’ll change it to 1 to 1.46 instead…”
“No need, no need!” Baoyu said with a black line of frustration.
Zang Long fiddled with the tablet in his hands and said, “Alright! Master Baoyu, would you like to place a bet?”
Bai Shixue looked at Zang Long with an expression of disbelief. “Fatty! How did you come up with this idea? Master Baoyu is a high monk from Lingyin Temple; how could he possibly be interested in gambling…”
“Can I place a bet too? Let me see!” Baoyu stepped forward, his eyes narrowing into crescent moons.
“???”
“…”
Is this what you agreed upon?
Aren’t you a monk?
…
If not for meeting these two, Baoyu wouldn’t have thought about his lack of money.
He rarely spent money while living on the mountain, so his sense of money faded over time. However, in his past life, he was quite a money enthusiast!
After his package was stolen when he descended the mountain, and Wang Ye paid for his mountain entry ticket, the idea of making money surged in his mind like wild grass, growing uncontrollably.
He had originally planned to save some money for emergencies when he returned to the temple.
But he had completely forgotten that Longhushan had such a lucrative opportunity…
For someone who knows the plot, the odds offered by the two people in front of him were just like giving him money!
Forget everything else!
Zang Long, you’re a great buddy…
…
Amidst Zang Long’s and Bai Shixue’s incredulous gazes, Baoyu took the tablet from the chubby guy’s hands and began to examine it carefully.
“Wow, is this person a monk? It seems like his gambling addiction is even worse than mine! Does Master Baoyu need money?”
“Don’t be ridiculous! Does Master Baoyu look like someone who needs money?”
“…”
Baoyu scrolled down the tablet, seriously studying the odds for the contestants.
Zhang Lingyu: 1 to 1 (Jingang Spell, Thunder Magic)
Zhuge Qing: 1 to 1 (Wuhou Qimen Magic, Eight Extreme Fists)
Jia Zhengliang: 1 to 1 (Twelve Flying Swords, Biggest Dark Horse)
Master Baoyu: 1 to 1.46 (Yijin Jing, Golden Bell Shield)
Xiao Xiao: 1 to 1.5 (Qi Extraction)
Shan Shitong: 1 to 1.53 (…)
Little Fire God: 1 to 1.55 (…)
…
Wang Ye: 1 to 28 (Taiji Yin Hand, Taiji Yang Hand…)
Feng Baobao: 1 to 30 (Kitchen Knife…)
…
Zhang Chulan: 1 to 100 (Not Shaking Bilan!!!)
“Hmm!”
When Baoyu flipped to the end of the list, he found the biggest surprise—Zhang Chulan.
The odds for this person were so high it stunned him!
He had been considering betting on the underestimated Wang Daoxiang or Feng Baobao when he was halfway through the list.
He didn’t expect the surprise to come so suddenly…
Zhang Chulan, oh Zhang Chulan!
You are my lucky star. If I make a fortune this time, it will be thanks to you…
Seeing Baoyu’s mischievous smile, Zang Long and Bai Shixue exchanged glances.
“Ma… Master Baoyu?”
“Ah!! Oh…” Baoyu snapped back to attention, looking exceptionally energized.
Holding the tablet in one hand and pointing at the screen with the other, he said loudly, “I’m betting on Zhang Chulan!! Going all in…”
Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152