Ghost Catching System

In the audience seats, there is a private suite, the best place to watch the arena matches. Someone hurriedly ran to the suite and said, "Young Master, I have something to report."

In the suite, on the sofa lay a man with two beauties beside him, feeding him fruits. He asked, "What’s the matter?"

"Just now, we lost thirty-six million Shanhai Currency."

The man said displeased, "Get lost, such trivial matters don’t need to be reported to me."

The person was shocked and quickly exited the Elegant Pavilion.

The beauty next to him massaged the man’s shoulder and said, "Young Master Mu, calm down."

Young Master Mu chuckled, pressing his large hand on the beauty’s waist, and said, "Baby, I can’t wait."

The two beauties blushed, "Young Master Mu, this, this is in the suite, there are many people outside."

Young Master Mu chuckled mischievously, "The more people, the more exciting it is."

The servant who was driven out by Young Master Mu reported back to his superior, saying, "The young master didn’t say anything."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Losing thirty-six million Shanhai Currency isn’t a big deal, it’s nothing more than a suddenly appearing newcomer with decent strength successfully challenging. Next time, it won’t be so easy to win."

The Mu Family is the bookmaker for this Challenge City No.195.

The host said, "Next, the Wind Follower, with sixty-five challenge attempts, thirty-six wins, and twenty-nine losses."

From the audience, someone said, "An old hand, the win-loss ratio is not bad."

"What’s the win-loss ratio this time?"

"It’s out, the win-loss odds are one to twenty, still so low."

"No, the bookmaker has increased the stakes, the maximum limit is one million Shanhai Currency, limited to ten thousand people at full capacity."

Chu Hao stood on the arena, and the client put twenty-five million Shanhai Currency into his platform account, a nice gain.

For the money-obsessed Chu Hao, without money, it’s like having no sense of security, so he directly bet one million Shanhai Currency.

Besides, his ranking on the battle list rose a few places, earning him 100 points.

At the beginning of the challenge, the points increase quickly. The further you go, the slower the point progression.

Sometimes, defeating an opponent only nets you 1 point.

The Wind Follower took the stage, wearing a blue robe and with slightly curly long hair, a handsome young man.

The Wind Follower yawned and said lazily, "So you’re my opponent, a newbie? Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance; I’ll let you make one move first."

Chu Hao said, "Bro, you’re quite pretentious."

The Wind Follower lazily said, "Without being pretentious, what’s the difference between life and a salted fish?"

"An understanding, but...!"

Chu Hao charged forward, delivering a fierce palm strike.

The Wind Follower sneered; he could easily dodge this palm. Inscription marks appeared on his feet, enabling him to burst out with speed akin to a swift wind.

Like the wind, he agilely dodged Chu Hao’s palm, circled behind him, and confidently said, "Goodbye."

Suddenly, the Wind Follower’s body stiffened; he sensed Chu Hao’s eyes moving, eerily glancing at his rear left side. In a flash, he whirled around and delivered a palm strike.

"Ah!"

The Wind Follower screamed miserably, falling motionless in the arena.

Chu Hao looked at him and said, "Being pretentious requires strength; otherwise, even a flipped salted fish is still a salted fish."

"Ding... Host successfully counter-pretentious, gains double 120,000 Showoff Points."

"Ten"

"Nine"

"Eight"

...

"One"

"OK."

After the countdown, the challenger across hasn’t stood up yet.

The host excitedly said, "One move to determine victory, Ruthless Swordsman and Sentimental Sword wins."

"Wow! Another one-move victory."

"How could the Wind Follower be so bad?"

A spectator said, "Could it be a setup?"

"Are you stupid? The challenger rankings are random; challengers have no idea which Challenge City they’re assigned to, not like full-star positioning matches, impossible to be rigged."

"True."

Chu Hao calmly said, "Next."

...

Elegant Pavilion.

Young Master Mu entwined with two beauties, it’s been an hour.

"Beep beep."

Young Master Mu’s account kept ringing, messages sent to him.

However, Young Master Mu ignored it, entwined with the two beauties, reaching a climax.

"Bang bang bang."

Someone knocked on the suite door, Young Master Mu angrily said, "Who the hell is knocking, looking for trouble?"

He got up and opened the door, standing outside was the middle-aged steward. He disgruntledly said, "Old Yu, what’s the matter?"

The middle-aged man swallowed and said, "Young Master, we lost four hundred and eighty million Shanhai Currency."

Young Master Mu, originally displeased, was shocked at once, saying, "What did you say??"

The middle-aged man shook his head nervously, "There’s a challenger, he won ten consecutive matches."

Young Master Mu was surprised, "Ten consecutive wins?"

"Correct, he’s still challenging; now the audience is all betting on him."

Young Master Mu hurried to the Elegant Pavilion’s balcony.

The host’s voice excitedly echoed, "Ruthless Swordsman and Sentimental Sword wins, ten consecutive wins."

The crowd was cheering, extremely excited.

The host approached Chu Hao, excitedly saying, "Ten consecutive wins, rare in Challenge City, any thoughts?"

Chu Hao calmly said, "It’s just gotten dark, hurry up with the next one, I’m going to fight all night."

"Ding... Host successfully pretentious, gains 60,000 Showoff Points."

The audience was boiling over, fight all night? If he keeps winning, he truly can fight all night, though he needs to win many matches.

Young Master Mu was somewhat stunned and said, "Wow! Where did this kid come from, so arrogant to fight all night."

The middle-aged man said bitterly, "We lost over a hundred million to him."

Young Master Mu took a deep breath, "Damn."

Eleven wins.

Twelve wins.

Thirteen wins.

...

Thirty wins.

Chu Hao’s points skyrocketed; his opponents grew stronger, yet each victory came with one move. In barely two hours, he won thirty matches.

Young Master Mu’s face turned dark.

They lost so much money; they could hire a Yin Yang King level expert as an enforcer.

They wanted to lower the odds, but Challenge City has rules; the first battle odds for newcomers can only be one to one at minimum.

The host excitedly said, "Thirty-three wins, a challenge mind appears."

In the audience seats, countless people erupted in cheers, witnessing a monster winning thirty-three consecutive matches.

Young Master Mu trembled and said, "How much did we lose?"

The middle-aged man swallowed and said, "Fifteen billion."

Young Master Mu’s eyes widened, fifteen billion?

Although he had money, all this money belonged to the family. Losing fifteen billion, how would he explain it upon return?

He’d be whipped to death.

Young Master Mu went mad with anger, saying, "We can’t let him continue challenging."

Hence, Young Master Mu added Chu Hao’s account, saw Chu Hao’s name: Ruthless Swordsman and Sentimental Sword, this name is so flamboyant.

"Beep beep, you have new notifications."