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Chapter 120

"That's natural, what you see is just the surface." Jiang Cheng said mysteriously.

"Then which family or sect do you think can win the championship?" Jiang Long asked puzzledly.

Jiang Cheng smiled pretending to be mysterious and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Sister Jiang Yu, who do you think can win the first prize in this ancient warrior conference?"

Jiang Yu was interested in this topic, so she did not deal with Jiang Cheng, but thought about it carefully and said: "The Liu family, the Wu family, and the Jiang family have all won the first place once, so this time, I think the Zhou family can win the first place."

Her answer was different from everyone else's.

Jiang Cheng once again smiled pretending to be mysterious.

Then he turned to look at Chen Hetu and asked casually, "Who do you think can win the first prize?"

Chen Hetu was not interested in these topics, so he did not interrupt from beginning to end and sat silently next to Jiang Yu, eating vegetables and drinking tea.

However, he did not expect Jiang Cheng to ask himself.

However, he did not answer.

Seeing that Chen Hetu didn't give Jiang Cheng any face, the people nearby couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Brother Cheng, we children from aristocratic families don't know who will win the first prize. What's the use of asking him, an ordinary person?"

Jiang Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "That's right. I guess Mr. Chen doesn't know what we are talking about either."

Then, he said: "Mr. Chen, please continue to eat. If it's not enough, order more."

Although his tone was calm, it was full of disdain.

How could Chen Hetu not feel it?

Suddenly, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Although I don't know much about the Ancient Warriors Conference, I think the winner this time must be something you didn't expect."

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng looked at Chen Hetu, wanting to see what Chen Hetu could say that was different.

"Really?" Everyone else also looked at Chen Hetu, obviously they didn't believe that Chen Hetu had any insights.

Only Jiang Yu looked at Chen Hetu with starry eyes, waiting for Chen Hetu's analysis.

Chen Hetu didn't care what everyone's eyes and expressions were.

He took a sip of tea and said, "I think the winner of this Ancient Warriors Conference will definitely be the Ziyang Sect!"

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Chen Hetu said these words, everyone burst into laughter.

Especially Jiang Cheng, he almost burst into tears when he laughed.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, why do you think the Ziyang Sect can win the championship? Haha."

"That's right, the Ziyang Sect can only get third place at best. This requires the Ziyang Patriarch to personally take action. Otherwise, it won't even be able to get the top three." Jiang Long said.

"Yes, I also heard that the life of the ancestor Ziyang is short, and he will not be able to exert his peak fighting power. Therefore, this time the Ziyang sect may not even be able to enter the top three." Other people surnamed Jiang also said beside them.

The only one in the audience who didn't laugh was Jiang Yu. Although they all made sense. Ancestor Ziyang didn't live long enough to reach his peak combat power. However, Jiang Yu still felt that what Chen Hetu said must have his own reasons.

Thinking of this, she asked: "Do you have any basis for this?"

Chen Hetu shook his head and said: "There is no evidence, but I firmly believe that the Ziyang Sect can win the championship. If you don't believe it, we will see when the time comes."

"Really? How about we have a bet?" Jiang Long suggested after taking a sneak look at Jiang Cheng.

"Okay, what are you betting on?" Chen Hetu said with interest.

Jiang Long didn't expect Chen Hetu to agree so readily, and was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Cheng said at this time: "Why don't we just bet on whether the Ziyang Sect can be in the top three? After all, the chance of the Ziyang Sect winning the first place is not high."

He said this because of his character.

First of all, he was sure that the Ziyang Sect could not make it into the top three.

If you bet on whether the Ziyang Sect can win the championship, it will obviously feel like you are targeting Chen Hetu.

Although he was targeting Chen Hetu, he didn't want to make it clear. This was also his style of dealing with things.

Chen Hetu smiled and said: "That would be too troublesome, let's just bet on whether the Ziyang Clan can win the championship."

Jiang Cheng laughed when he heard this.

In his mind, the Ziyang Sect couldn't even make it into the top three, so how could it win the first place?

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jiang Long.

As Jiang Cheng's follower, Jiang Long naturally understands the meaning of rewards and punishments.

He immediately said: "If I press one million, the Ziyang Sect will not be able to win the first place in the Ancient Warriors Conference."

As soon as Jiang Long started, everyone else also placed their bets.

"I'll give you half a million!"

"I'll press 600,000!"

"I'll hit a car!"

"I'll buy an apartment!"

Soon all these people were placing their bets.

After placing their bets, they both looked at Chen Hetu, which meant: "Do you dare to bet?"

Chen Hetu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take it all. If the Ziyang Sect doesn't win the championship, I will pay you one to one. If the Ziyang Sect wins the championship, just give me the bet you just placed."

"It's a deal." Several people named Jiang said confidently.

"Okay." Chen Hetu smiled.

At this time, Jiang Cheng said: "Since everyone has placed their bets, let me be the next one."

"Okay." Chen Hetu said calmly.

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "I won't bet too much. If you can't afford the savings, I'll just bet less for fun."

Chen Hetu said the same as Leng Touqing: "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to afford the compensation. You can bet as much as you want."

His words were exactly what Jiang Cheng wanted. He smiled again and said: "What if I pay 10 million? Can you afford to pay???"

"Don't worry, if you can afford it, I can afford it." Chen Hetu said calmly.

"Then you have to come up with some kind of proof to prove that you really have that much. What if you can't come up with it then?" someone said.

Jiang Cheng looked at Chen Hetu with a smile, his meaning was obvious.

Why didn't Chen Hetu understand Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts? Just when he was about to take out his bank card.

Jiang Yu said from the side: "Jiang Cheng, you can bet as much as you want. If Chen Hetu loses, I will compensate you."

Jiang Cheng glanced at Jiang Yu in surprise and said, "Sister Jiang Yu, do you also think the Ziyang Sect can win the championship?"

Jiang Yu did not answer Jiang Cheng, but said: "If you want to do it, do it quickly. Don't wait too long."
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