Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1633: Gambling Match

Chapter 1633: Gambling Match

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He Family, He Yangsun?

Once the heir of the He family, expelled from the city, the laughingstock of the aristocratic families?

Before the arena, as everyone turned back, they saw He Yangsun striding forward with a book in his hand.

He walked up to the three judges and placed the book on a long table.

In PaG.o.da City, there was no city lord, but the city’s affairs were managed by the Elder Council composed of aristocratic families.

Among the several prominent aristocratic families in PaG.o.da City, there were many strong individuals controlling various aspects of the city’s affairs.

Taxes, administration, certification of Armor Masters and Puppet Masters, as well as the arbitration of various gambling matches, were all handled by them.

For example, the three judges today were arranged by the Elder Council of the city. Among them were two level-four Armor Masters and one level-three Puppet Master.

In this gambling match, the winner would need to pay a certain amount of

fees as commission.

Of course, there were also other people betting, resulting in some income as well.

The old man in the green robe reached out and picked up the book that He Yang Sun had placed on the table. Then he flipped through it and handed it to the other two.

After they all inspected it, they nodded to each other.

“The land deed presented by He Yangsun is authentic.

“Is the Tao family willing to accept the challenge?”

The green-robed old man looked towards Tao Shuo on the high stage.

Tao Shuo grinned and looked at He Yangsun, who appeared calm: “Young Master He, is this all the property of the He family?

“If you really lose all of this, Young Master He, you’ll truly be wandering the streets. ”

His words elicited laughter from the audience below.

Many people knew that He Yangsun had squandered the entire fortune of the He family.

Especially after being driven out of the He family by their people later on.

Seeing He Yangsun go on stage, He Yulin’s expression changed constantly, and he finally shook his head: “He Yangsun, you are no longer a member of my Tower City’s He family, and these matters are none of your concern.”

Hearing his words, He Yangsun glanced at him, then turned to look at Tao Shuo.

“If I lose all this wealth, I’ll go to the Tao family and work as a guard.

“I wonder if the Tao family would accept me?”

Tao Shuo was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter.

The people below the stage shook their heads as well.

This He Yangsun really doesn’t have the slightest bit of ambition.

He Yulin shook his head slightly, and the people from the He family below the stage glared angrily.

“Alright, if you lose, my Tao family will reward you with a meal,” Tao Shuo said loudly. Then he looked at the three judges and said, “The Tao family accepts this challenge.”

Accepted.

The expressions of those from the He family were complex.

But the onlookers below were filled with excitement.

“Hurry up and start betting. I bet on He Yangsun winning. Let’s wager one origin coin.”

“Haha, I support Young Master He too. Two origin coins, no more.”

Amidst the scattered discussions below, the gambling match was set up again on the stage.

Representing the Tao family in the battle was one of the elites among the younger generation of the family, the apprentice Armor Master Tao Minghua.

Tao Minghua, who was only 20 years old, had already reached the threshold of a level one Armor Master.

Although Tao Shuo seemed to look down on He Yangsun in his words, he was truly going all out in his arrangements.

Tao Minghua was already one of the top three strongest among the younger generation of the Tao family.

“Hehe, Master He, aren’t you going to bet a bit and support your own people from the He family?” When Tao Minghua and He Yangsun stood firm on the platform, Tao Shuo looked towards the somewhat distracted He Yulin. “He’s not from my He family—” Before the young man behind He Yulin could finish his sentence, He Yulin slapped him to the side.

He strode to the long table at the side and took out a green card.

“3,000 origin coins bet on He Yangsun’s victory.”

He looked up at the golden light screen on the side of the long table. Betting on He Yangsun’s victory was at odds of 1:2, while betting on Tao Minghua’s victory was at odds of 1:1.

The bets on Tao Minghua’s victory had already reached over 18,000 origin coins, while those on He Yangsun’s had only reached over 2,000.

Of these 2,000, many were placed by those who just wanted to join in the excitement.

“Haha, I bet 5,000 origin coins on my Minghua.” Tao Shuo walked over with a big laugh and took out his origin coins card.

“Clang—

On the stage, the command to begin the fight sounded.

The moment the bell rang, Tao Minghua had already pounced forward.

The greenish-gray armor on his body emitted a cold light.

A three-foot-long sword slashed towards He Yangsun’s neck.

The sword tore through the air in front of him with a sharp whistle.

The long sword, three feet long, had flowing light on its edge and rhomboid patterns on its body.

There was a heavy blood aura in the blood groove on the spine of the sword.

This sword had taken lives.

With a flicker, the long sword arrived above He Yangsun’s head.

“Slash—

With a slash of the sword, He Yangsun’s body was torn apart.

Tao Minghua grinned and slowly sheathed his sword.

Unexpectedly, this PaG.o.da City’s ‘money-bringer’ was so weak.

He couldn’t even withstand a single strike.

However, at this moment, Tao Shuo and the other experts of the Tao family suddenly stood up.

“Phantom Strike?” He Yulin was stunned.

“Is this… Phantom Strike?” There was an uproar below the stage.

If one wanted to leave behind afterimages when he moved, one needed to be extremely fast.

The fact that He Yangsun could leave an afterimage on the spot meant that his speed was extremely fast.

It was so fast that even Tao Minghua could not see it clearly.

“Slash—

There was a soft sound.

Tao Minghua felt pain all over his body, and when he lowered his head, he saw a gash at his waist.

Turning his head with difficulty, he saw He Yangsun holding a long saber behind him.

At some point, He Yangsun had already appeared behind him and slashed a cut across his waist with a long saber.

He wanted to raise his hand and draw his sword, but felt that all his strength had been drained from the wound on his waist.

Tao Minghua’s body went limp and he fell to the ground.

“He Yangsun, victory.”

One of the judges stood up and spoke loudly.

He won with a single strike!

At this moment, everyone below the stage was stunned.

Too fast!

The speed was too fast..