Top-Tier Superpower Student

"..." The people who saw Lin Tian insist on betting on number six looked at him as if he were a fool.

They had told him that betting on number six was a guaranteed loss, and yet he still placed a bet. Wasn't that just plain stupidity? And to bet a hundred thousand right off the bat was surely a case of a fool and his money soon parted.

Upon hearing the bet, the staff at the casino were momentarily stunned, but inside, they were overjoyed. It was clear money being handed over, and they couldn't have been more welcoming, wishing more people would come and do the same.

After placing Lin Tian's bet for him and giving him a ticket for number six, they continued to take bets from the people behind him.

"Hurry up, hurry up... The horse race is about to begin. If you want to place a bet, do it quickly, or you'll have to wait for the next race."

Lin Tian took his betting slip and found a seat to sit down, then waited for the start of the horse race.

"Hey, brother, you're definitely going to lose that hundred thousand this time," said the man who had cautioned Lin Tian earlier, shaking his head as he spoke.

"Why?" Lin Tian asked curiously, not understanding why betting on number six meant certain defeat.

"You must be new here," Chen Xiaoxin said with a start, then explained, "The horse in stall six is an old one. Although it used to be very powerful, it's not up to par anymore. The only reason it's in the race is so the casino can trap newcomers. They let them think it's a champion horse, enticing them to bet big."

"But anyone with a little understanding knows it's just a ruse, which is why people who have been here a couple of times don't bet on such horses, even though their odds are frighteningly high."

"So that's how it is," Lin Tian said with a hint of a smile. "Who knows, maybe I really could win?"

"..." Chen Xiaoxin heard Lin Tian still talking about possibly winning and couldn't help but shake his head, saying nothing more. First-timers always think that way, but what's the result? They end up losing even their trousers.

That's just human nature. The more others believe something is impossible, the more one believes in the possibility, desiring to create a miracle. But how easy is it to create miracles?

If they could be so easily achieved, would they still be considered miracles?

Soon, the betting for this area was finished, and the casino led the seven horses onto the track, readying them for the race.

On each horse was a rider, and soon it would be up to them to control their mounts to see who would be the first to cross the hundred-meter track.

"I have to win; I'm betting on three, the fastest one."

"Psh, number three? You're proud to bet on that trash? I'm all in on number seven; I'm definitely going to win this time."

"Number five, number five is a sure win."

"..."

Before the race had even started, the spectators were already making a racket, each one convinced that their choice was the right one.

"Get ready; 1, 2..."

On the track, the referee yelled while holding a flag, and then with a 'bang', the starter's gun went off, and all seven horses bolted out at the same time.

For the first ten meters, they were all close, but after ten meters, the difference became evident. As expected, the horse in stall six was falling behind, quickly losing ground by several meters, with the other horses also showing varying leads.

The horse in lane seven was in the lead.

The rider lashed the whip non-stop, making the horse cry out in pain, but it only increased its speed, covering forty to fifty meters in barely three seconds, half of the race distance.

Close behind was number four, with only the length of a car between them, followed by numbers five and three.

"Go, number seven, go... Win this for me in one go!"

"Don't fall behind, number four, overtake it, hurry up!"

"Come on, number three, come on... I bet my entire fortune on you."

"..."

Watching the horses race down the track, everyone became excited, yelling until their faces turned red as if they were injected with adrenaline. On the other hand, those who had bet on the trailing horses wilted like frostbitten eggplants, with a wooden expression, and then began to curse aloud.

"Damn it, why was I blind enough to bet on you?"

"Fuck, there goes several months of my salary."

"Honey, I'm so sorry, your makeup is gone."

"..."

The only person in the crowd who remained calm was probably Lin Tian, who watched as his number six horse was left far behind without a hint of panic on his face, still wearing a faint smile.

Just as the leading number seven horse was 20 meters away from the finish line, Lin Tian's Anti-Gravity Ability suddenly activated, targeting the ground beneath the feet of number seven.

"Huh…" The number seven horse suddenly lost its balance, its head hitting the ground and tumbling, sliding for four or five meters, unable to get back up.

"Holy shit, here's my chance," shouted those who initially thought they were bound to lose when they saw the number seven horse fall.

"Number three, run, overtake that son of a bitch!"

"Number four, hurry up!"

"..."

This incident happened so unexpectedly that no one could react, especially those who bet on number seven. They went from excitedly cheering to feeling like they had just lost an unburied father, cursing their bad luck internally.

"Fuck, this is really fucked up, what the hell is going on?"

"Son of a bitch, there goes my money, just like that."

"Damn it…"

"..."

At this moment, those who had bet on number three were excited as they saw money waving at them. But how could Lin Tian let them get their way? His bet was on number six, the last one, number six who had barely covered fifty meters in a dozen seconds.

The Anti-Gravity Ability was used again, and the fate of number three mirrored that of number seven, tumbling over, oh no, it was the horse that ate shit.

"What the hell is happening?"

"Fuck, why did it fall too?"

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"..."

Seeing number three horse fall, the stands boiled over again, some cursing, some cheering, it was as chaotic as it gets.

However, what was unbelievable was that the number four horse also fell, then number one, two, and five.

Watching almost all the horses fall, everyone was dumbfounded. What in the world was this?

It must be intentional, I've never seen anything like this.

Six out of seven horses laid on the ground unable to rise, leaving only the last one, number six, on the track.

The rider of number six, seeing the horses ahead fallen, was also stunned and even forgot to drive his horse forward, just sitting there dumbly as the horse slowly walked on.

"Huh…" And when number six reached the spot where the other horses had fallen, it suddenly stopped, snorting steam from its nostrils, looking disdainful.