MTL - Resurrection of Reiki: I Will Win Every Bet-Chapter 2

Sure enough, it is a newcomer panel, all of which are empty, but the lifespan is still quite long.

The life expectancy of 61 years here only means that you will not die of old age, and unnatural death is not included in it.

For example, if you join the battle by yourself, cause disputes, others want to kill you, encounter natural disasters and so on, no matter how long your life span is, you still have to die.

It's not that Yang Fan doesn't have kung fu practice. In fact, kung fu skills are not difficult to learn, and the school has them.

All the seniors bet on [Wanjie], and even the cultivation methods passed down by Yu Ling himself, there are quite a few.

But no matter how hard the Blue Star people practiced, the progress was very slow, and even the power of their skills was greatly reduced.

I don't know if it's a physical problem, or [Wan Jie] messed up, the skills I won, only I can practice normally.

It is obtained through empowerment. Although I know the cultivation method, but if I want to pass it on, it will be very difficult for others to learn it, and the speed is still very slow.

The second and third generations of those big families almost fainted in the toilet.

There are a lot of resources in the family, and if you want to achieve something, you can only get it by gambling your own life in terms of skills, skills, and spirit control.

Open the competition page...

[April 24, 18:00 p.m.]

[Single-out competition]: Sha Wujing from "The Rolling Curtain" VS Xing Daorong from "The Lingling General".

The decisive battle between two powerful players from all realms provides a betting function.

Odds 1:1 (please bet in advance)

[May 1st, ten o'clock in the morning]

[War Competition]: "The God of War" Zhu Qizhen (

Ming Army) VS "Red-haired Lingguan" Shan Xiongxin (

Wagang Army)

The feast of war brought by the Legion of Ten Thousand Realms provides a betting function.

Odds 1:1 (please bet in advance)

! !

How can this be played?

Monk Sha VS Xing Daorong?

A bit of a bully, right?

I have to lose my panties...

There are over a million comments from netizens…

"The two parties claim to be a general and an admiral, and they are almost the same... How can you buy this?"

"According to [Myriad Realms]'s urination, one of them must be a parallel importer."

"It's nonsense upstairs! The question is, who is the parallel importer?"

"I'll buy less. Those who have support will also be more enthusiastic when watching the game, right?"

"Based on my many years of experience, I should buy General Xing Daorong of Lingling."

"Why? Boss, tell me the reason."

"Because of the rolling shutter general! The word rolling shutter is worth pondering."

"It makes sense!"

"The war competition is about to begin, this time there is God of War..."

"No! I don't believe in any **** of war. This time I want to buy the opposite..."

"According to past experience, God of War has too much to lose, so I dare not bet on it. I will give up this time."

"I still remember that there used to be a man named "Wushuang God of War" Lu Bu, who was beaten by others so that he knelt down and recognized his father on the spot. God **** Wushuang God of War..."

"Can't all gods of war be parallel imports, right? I'd better take a bet and try."

Seeing the comments, Yang Fan suddenly had a sense of superiority, and the feeling of foresight was great.

Without hesitation, he bet on Sha Wu for 60 years, leaving only one year of life.

I just want to ask, how many people who have just grown up dare to play like this?

There are still two days before the head-to-head competition will start. After exiting [Myriad Realms], I will climb to bed and rest...

the next day…

Yang Fan went to school early in the morning, and just as he walked to the door of the classroom, there was a burst of conversation.

"There are not many people in our class. Unfortunately, I'm still more than ten days away from turning eighteen. It's a shame!"

"You can't say that, it's useless to be an adult? What's the difference between betting on the wrong bet and us not being an adult?"

"Yes, and you can apply for a repeat year! Every April and May, adult students can apply."

"I heard that Zhang Wei has already lost more than 20 years of life, and there must not be much left now."

"We only need to pray, and a longer lifespan is enough. Give me seventy or eighty years, isn't it much better than those who have grown up earlier?"

"I don't need a long lifespan, I just hope I'm lucky, and bet on not being as unlucky as Zhang Wei."

Due to the college entrance examination in early June, in April and May, students who have only grown up can apply for re-study, otherwise it will be too disadvantageous.

Yang Fan's parents planned to give birth to him in April, and he also had such a meaning in it, so that he could take advantage of the college entrance examination.

After walking into the classroom, I found that the students inside were sparse, less than ten.

You must know that there were about forty people in their class, most of them were adults and went to the sprint class.

At this time, the students also saw Yang Fan, and after seeing the bracelet on his hand, they all sighed secretly...

"Yang Fan, congratulations! You've finally reached adulthood..."

"Yang Fan is also an adult, and there will be one less person in class today."

Yang Fan smiled when he heard the words: "You guys are coming soon, don't worry, besides, can you repeat the exam? If you are lucky, you will win a few rounds, and it will not be a problem to be admitted to the three major colleges next year."

Blue Star has ten top academies, and Longguo occupies the third, so Yang Fan said three academies.

Few people will go to foreign colleges, unless there are no top colleges in their country, they will choose to study abroad.

"The three colleges are easier said than done. They only recruit so few people every year, and thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge!"

"Yeah, I don't think about the three majors, it's enough to go to a first-class university."

"Dreams are still necessary. If luck is overwhelming, not only the three major colleges, but even being on the Qianlong list is not out of the question!"

"Haha... It's indeed a dream, I can imagine it in my dream..."

【Wanjie】Regularly release several major lists, the three lists of heaven, earth and people and the list of potential dragons.

Blue Star has great potential under the age of 20, and young people with strong strength can be selected for the list of hidden dragons.

There are 1000 seats in total.

Representing the most promising and powerful young people in the entire Blue Star, the population of Blue Star is more than 10 billion, and the gold content of this thousand people can be imagined.

And Yang Fan's goal is to occupy a seat in it. As for the three rankings of heaven, earth and people, it has nothing to do with him for the time being.

He doesn't like to hide it, and he can't hide it. [Wanjie] thinks you can be on the list, so he directly arranges for you.

Is it dangerous to be on the list? He didn't want to think about it too much.

what? If the 1,000 people on the list are alive and well, is it dangerous for me, Yang Fan, to be on the list?

What kind of logic is this?

At this time, a man in his thirties walked in from the door...

Wearing glasses and looking gentle, he is Wei Lin, Yang Fan's class teacher.

Wei Lin looked around, paused on Yang Fan and said.

"Old rules, my class is self-study, and other classes are as usual. Yang Fan and I will go to the sprint class!"

Turned around and left...

Chapter 3

Blue Star High School courses are all about monster encyclopedia, classification of dimensional world, probability and so on.

Secondly, there are also Chinese, mathematics, physics and chemistry, but they are completely auxiliary.

Among them, probability science is the most outrageous. I don’t know how many probability science experts have bet their own lives, not to mention killing countless people.

Yang Fan followed Wei Lin to the third sprint class, and the first two classes were already full.

It's not that the first class is excellent.

They were able to go to Class 1 simply because they were older and had grown up a few months earlier.

Except for a lucky few, the rest have no advantage compared to the following classes.

As soon as I walked to the door of the classroom, I saw a little old man who was over fifty years old on the podium, holding a Mediterranean Sea, talking about something.

Yang Fan complained in his heart: Didn't you say that the protagonist's teachers are all black silk and long legs? Why is mine either a man with glasses or a dry little old man?

At this time, the little old man saw Yang Fan and the two of them, and stopped his lecture, looking like Wei Lin asked.

"Is this an adult student?"

Wei Lin smiled and said, "Yes, this is Yang Fan from our class. He has just grown up, so I will leave it to Mr. Liang."

Teacher Liang nodded: "Sure, Yang Fan, come with me!"

"Okay, Teacher Liang!"

After stepping into the classroom, I saw a few familiar faces, they were classmates from the same class before, and one of them was a fat man who smiled very happily.

This fat man's name is Ding Jie, and he and the original owner are buddies. They grew up together and have a very good relationship.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a height of more than 1.8 meters, and a weight of one hundred and eighty-nine kilograms.

It's not so much fat as it is strong.

Although Yang Fan has some affection for him, he is far from being a buddy, at best a friend.

"Student Yang Fan will be our sprint class three students from now on." After a pause, he turned his head and said to Yang Fan, "Introduce yourself, and then find an empty seat."

Yang Fan said casually: "Hello, everyone. My name is Yang Fan. I'm from class two. We will work hard together from now on."

After speaking, he scanned the circle below. There are not many vacancies, and the 3rd class of sprint is almost full.

There was someone next to Ding Jie, but there was an empty seat behind him, and he was grinning and waving to Yang Fan.

Nothing to think about, just walked towards him.

The deskmate is a petite girl with an ordinary appearance and looks very quiet.

As soon as Yang Fan sat down, he saw a ball of paper falling on the table.

It was Ding Jie who quietly threw it over.

Yang Fan glanced at Mr. Liang and shook his head amusedly.

Why do you think this little trick can hide from the teacher? Others are at least gold-level powerhouses...

Passing a note under his nose, what are you thinking?

He replied directly

Ding Jie opened the note and looked at it, he was a little confused!

When did my brother love learning so much?

Just came to the new class, pretend to be good first?

Throwing another ball of paper over there, he found that Yang Fan ignored him.

I also felt boring, and my thoughts began to wander.

Anyway, it is impossible to attend lectures.