Supreme Stock God

"Brother, there is nothing that can't be said. Although every sect has their own rules, but we do not have so many taboos. It is just that martial arts is not something that can be explained with a few words." Zhou Hao knew that the Jingxi Mahjong Devil had misunderstood him and comforted him.    

    

The Jingxi Mahjong Devil thought about it and laughed: "Brother, I am more anxious now. To tell you the truth, brother, I have been at this level for almost ten years and I just can't break through no matter what. I am worried, if I continue to maintain this state, I will be forty to fifty years old and will not be in that state anymore."    

    

Zhou Hao nodded his head, and said seriously: "Old brother, although we haven't known each other for long, but I feel that you are a straightforward person, and should be able to interact with others. Looking at you, your skills should be on your hands, I guess I did not guess wrong."    

    

"Since you are so strong, you will naturally be able to see through my martial arts. I am indeed a person with all of my martial arts skills, and according to the current Martial Arts Sect's calculations, I should be the current head of Eagle Claw Sect. However, there are too few martial arts practitioners in the modern world, so our sect is no longer considered as a sect." Jingxi Mahjong Devil was very frank, but also said with some regret.    

    

Zhou Hao was surprised, he never thought that the Jingxi Mahjong Devil was actually a Sect Leader, and from the looks of it, the Eagle Claw Sect was no longer a sect leader. This was truly the sorrow of Chinese martial arts, there were many sects like the Eagle Claw Sect.    

    

Who would bother to train their martial arts? Even if they had to train, they would choose the faster forms of the Taekwondo and the judo path, this was very common in Zhou Hao's previous life where he was studying. The speed of improvement in his martial arts was too slow, and there were too few who were patient.    

    

"Alright, let's not talk about this for now. Bro, we will discuss the martial arts in detail later. It's about time, let's go and see what the competition is all about." Thinking about it, Zhou Hao changed the topic.    

    

Jingxi Mahjong Devil looked at the time, and it was indeed time for the competition, since Zhou Hao and him were honest and opposed, and it would not be too late to discuss more after the competition, so he stood up and said: "There's nothing special about this competition, it's just these few things. Let's go, let's mainly look at how the competition is divided."    

    

The gambling boat was huge, and there were still more than ten minutes until the start of the competition. The players were basically already waiting, and when Bi Changsheng saw Zhou Hao coming in, he walked over with a smile, but when he saw Jingxi Mahjong Devil, he could not help but snort.    

    

"Brother, the match is about to start. Why aren't you going to your group and waiting for the distribution? What are you strolling around here for!" Zhou Hao saw that Bi Changsheng and Jingxi Mahjong Devil had the possibility of quarreling, and immediately opened his mouth to speak.    

    

Hearing Zhou Hao's question, Bi Changsheng laughed and said: "Brother, you understand now, since all the participants are gathered together, then there is no need to split the competition like before, when the time comes, everyone will have a chaotic competition, and we can only look at the final chips to decide to advance, I told you about it before!"    

    

Zhou Hao thought about what Bi Changsheng had told him before and nodded: "Alright, let's see how they divide the bets. I am really interested to see what kind of method the organizer would use to gamble on such a boat."    

    

Hehe, actually, it's about the same every year. I don't think there will be any exceptions this year, so you should perform well in a while. As for the division, you don't have to worry too much. Bi Changsheng and Jingxi Mahjong Devil were right, the competition was only these few things.    

    

Zhou Hao was actually quite speechless towards the two of them. They kept talking about what it was, but why did no one tell him that they really thought he understood gambling very well? I, Young Master, am a complete novice, and only know the rules and not the actual combat experience.    

    

The female host's voice was sweet, making everyone feel that the bandit who had beaten the male host to death yesterday was the right choice. Not only could everyone enjoy their eyes, but listening to the beautiful woman talk, their mood would also improve a lot. The organizer had finally done the right thing this time.    

    

"Hello participants, participants, and spectators, everyone. Our match is about to begin. Now, let me announce the rules of the competition." The female host stood on the podium in the hall and said with a smile.    

    

The contestants in each group have already gone through two rounds of fighting, and the top twelve contestants who win will only be able to come here. Then, in the next three days, the top two of each group, which is the top eight of the competition, will appear on the gambling ship and enter the final stage. The female host first introduced the competition format.    

    

"In the past, every year, we would draw lots to decide on our own groups and competition format. This year, because it might be the last Gambling King competition, we changed it a little, starting from ten o'clock, everyone can compete freely, the range would be the various gambling items in the hall, and in three days, whoever wins the most chips will be promoted." As soon as the female host finished speaking, everyone went into an uproar.    

    

Jingxi Mahjong Devil and Bi Changsheng looked at each other, and said: "This competition's format is very unique, why would it be used this way? Furthermore, she said that it's the last competition.    

    

Bi Changsheng snorted: "You are so stupid, your mind is full of gambling techniques and martial arts, you do not know anything, Macao will return very soon, and at that time, the Central Government will directly administer Macau, even if it is a one country, two systems, it is unlikely that such a large scale gambling competition will be held."    

    

The Jingxi Mahjong Devil nodded his head, that was indeed the case, even though the central management of Macau had a one country, two systems, allowing the opening of casinos, there should not be a gambling competition supported by the government, if they wanted to hold this time's gambling competition, the possibility of it happening again was not high.    

    

However, Zhou Hao had a different idea compared to them. He had the experience from his previous life and knew that since Macao had returned, there wasn't much change in this aspect, it was just that there wouldn't be anyone that would affect the whole region. That is to say, if not for He Hongsen's existence, the Central Region wouldn't have interfered too much in the development of Macau's gambling industry.    

    

He felt that the reason why this year's gambling competition would be held, was most likely because of He Hongsen. He probably already knew that he had come to Macau, and had even thought about how the central government would treat him.    

    

After many years of experience, his thinking had grown more mature, and was much more meticulous than before. Even without the memories from his previous life, he was not afraid of any tricks or plots, and when he thought that He Hongsen probably wanted to escape, he felt that he had to increase his speed to deal with him.    

    

Brother, you don't have to worry too much. Although this competition has a change in form, it actually has the same meaning. In the end, it still depends on one's own strength. The Jingxi Mahjong Devil knew that Zhou Hao was Martial Arts Master, but he seemed to not know much about gambling, so he comforted him.    

    

After all, he had seen Zhou Hao use gambling techniques before, and did not know that it was a result of Zhou Hao's use of martial arts. He had thought that Zhou Hao, the Martial Arts Master, had quite the attainments in gambling, and if he really had the heart to gamble in the world, he might even need to be careful.    

    

Zhou Hao thought about He Hongsen and wanted to deal with the consolation of the Jingxi Mahjong Devil. He really didn't care about the results of this gambling competition, and this kind of open gambling was more beneficial to him than the group competition. He could choose items that would allow him to display his full strength and premonition in battles.    

    

In the three days of the competition, starting from the host's announcement, participants could compete without rest during these seventy-two hours, or they could rest and play at any time. In the three days of the competition, starting from the host's announcement, players could compete without rest during these seventy-two hours, or they could play at any time.    

    

As for the money, it came from gambling money. If he wanted to advance to the finals, he would have to consider his chips at his own discretion. The services on the ship were not cheap, and without enough chips, it was not enough at all.    

    

With regards to this arrangement, Zhou Hao and the others were really impressed. There were traps set up everywhere, which could make the gamblers sink in, and even if some of them were to lose all their chips, they could leave the hall and go to the casino to have some fun. Right now, the gamblers and relatives of the participants were all arranged to have fun there with their bodyguards.    

    

Just based on this income, He Hongsen would probably be able to earn more than a few tens of millions, which would depend on the value of the participants. According to this income, He Hongsen could hold a gambling competition much faster than robbing money.    

    

After the host announced the start of the competition, other than the organizers and the organizers of the competition as well as the croupier, only forty-eight other participants, those unrelated to the competition, were expelled from the main hall. Only then would the competition proceed normally.    

    

If a player wanted to leave during the competition, they would have to place their chips at the front desk. When they came back to continue the competition, they would pick them up, and regardless of who it was, the winner or loser here would all be their chips. They could not join any other funds, so the competition would be more fair.    

    

The people who competed in the competition all experienced two rounds of slaughter, so naturally, their chips would exceed a million, making Zhou Hao's one million chips look a little weak amongst the audience. However, he wasn't worried at all, waiting for the tournament to begin, he would definitely win back his money, if not how he could have won more than ten million at his hometown.