The last serious problem in his heart was eliminated, and Gao Yangyu's mood became particularly good. He smiled and said, "Let's count how many intermediate spirit stones we got in this fight. [Learn ww.du.m]"
After a while, an old man held a stack of information and said: "These four people have a total of 20 million intermediate spirit stones, and all of them have stopped winning 50 games in a row, which means that the bettors can't get a penny. arrive."
If the bettor wins fifty games in a row, the bettor will get a 50% odds. After that, for every ten more consecutive wins, the odds will double.
Sixty games are double the odds, seventy games are double the odds, eighty games are four times the odds, and 100 games are 16 times the odds.
The odds look extremely attractive, but unfortunately if the winning streak stops at fifty games, you won't get a penny, and you'll lose everything.
And this time, thanks to Gao Yangyu's clever promotion, this competition was still the first round candidate for the Ancient Tower, causing the amount of betting to soar again and again.
After this fight, I don’t know how many warriors will be destitute and have to start all over again.
Gao Yangyu paused, then remembered something and said, "How much is Xiao Chen's bet?"
Several people lowered their heads and rummaged through the information on the table, and then said, "Hey, why did it reach two million?"
Gao Yangyu's expression changed slightly and he said: "This kid, didn't we keep it refrigerated? How can we still have two million bets?"
Several people checked it carefully and said: "I found it. Yesterday and the day before yesterday, there was only one million bets, which should be within the normal range. After all, he is also a winning streak player. But today, there was an extra one million. , something is very wrong.”
Gao Yangyu sneered: "It seems that someone wants to have a big gamble, but unfortunately the person chosen is wrong."
"It's okay to use Bai Lao to deal with that kid. Now he's the only one who has a winning streak."
Gao Yangyu said calmly: "Bai Lao is one hundred and fifty years old. Even with his full strength, even I feel troublesome. Even if Bai Lao can't pass, Tuobo Liuyun, Mo Yan, and one more appearances, do you think this kid will have it?" Opportunity?"
In the stands, when everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Xinya, two acupuncture points on Xiao Chen's left arm exploded simultaneously.
Two streaks of green dragon energy slowly wandered over the arms, and then slowly penetrated into the skin.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of joy on his face, and said: "There is still a small step left, and the fourth level of Cangming Body Refining Technique will be completed."
"After today's battle, it seems that it will definitely be successful, but I don't know if Gao Yangyu will give me this opportunity."
It was going to be his turn soon. Xiao Chen thought for a moment and stopped practicing. He got up and walked to the front of the stands to watch the fight.
The one fighting in the arena was Mu Xinya, using two Yuanyang knives. Her challenge in the arena was getting stronger day by day.
Today, the strength of the challengers is actually almost the same as that of the leaders from all over the world. After all, they are all middle-aged warriors.
Although the talents of the top players from all over the country are outstanding, they have not yet fully matured, and they have almost figured out the strength of the players.
Every battle is extremely difficult. If you want to win, you must go all out.
Even for someone as strong as Mu Xinya, it was extremely difficult to win, and there were several draws.
After the eighteen battles, Mu Xinya walked down from the field tiredly and received more than 4,000 intermediate spirit stones from the gray-robed old man.
Her winning streak ended, and her previous winning streak could no longer be accumulated. Today, she only won fifteen games and could only get so much.
Nodding lightly to Xiao Chen, Mu Xinya returned to Jiang Zimo's side. Pei Shaoxuan, who had recovered a little from his injuries, said with a wry smile: "It's really hard to win these sixty consecutive games. Now the last hope is gone."
Jiang Zimo smiled lightly and said: "And Xiao Chen's winning streak has not been ended. Maybe he will have hope."
Pei Shaoxuan sneered: "What kind of ability does he have? He can't even defeat Ding Fengchou."
Others also expressed their disdain for Xiao Chen, and Yun Ping's words were even more taunting as usual.
"It's a joke that he is beaten to death every day and can win consecutively today. Jiang Zimo, your vision is too bad."
Xiao Chen turned around and scanned the people who spoke in a more unpleasant manner one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Yun Ping.
Although he has been immersed in practice, he has always had the consciousness to observe the surrounding environment, ensuring that when someone disturbs his practice, he can quickly counterattack as soon as possible.
These people's numbers were all those in front of him. They had been ridiculing him non-stop for several days, like flies. No matter how good-tempered he was, he would still be a little impatient.
Yunping lost seventeen games in a row today and suffered a serious sword injury. He may not be able to recover tomorrow.
In an extremely bad mood, he sensed Xiao Chen's gaze and said angrily: "What are you looking at? What do you want to do? Could it be that you can't even say a few words? What the hell!"
bother!
Xiao Chen frowned slightly, stepped on the ground with his feet, and flashed directly to Yun Ping.
Snapped!
Before Yun Ping could react, Xiao Chen slapped him on the face with a crisp sound that stunned everyone.
"You dare to hit me, you..."
His face was swollen from the slap, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The most important thing was in front of everyone.
This slap made him lose all face and completely disgraced him. It is said that hitting someone is not a slap in the face, but Xiao Chen didn't seem to have so many scruples at all.
Click!
With his right hand on the hilt of the sword, Yun Ping revealed his murderous intent and was about to slash at Xiao Chen with his sword.
Snapped!
Xiao Chen didn't give him a chance to draw his sword at all, and slapped Yun Ping on the left side of his face with his backhand, sending Yun Ping flying into the air.
Above the stands, it was extremely silent. Many people opened their mouths in shock and looked at Xiao Chen in disbelief.
As if it was the first time he met this guy, Xiao Chen at this moment was extremely cold and murderous. Although he did not let it out, it made everyone feel a chill.
Compared with the usual calm and indifferent Xiao Chen, he was completely different.
ah!
Screams rang out, and Xiao Chen kicked Yun Ping directly on the chest, where the sword wound he had suffered today happened.
The injured internal organs had only just healed a little when Xiao Chen kicked him up.
Injuries piled on top of each other, and severe pain was just a minor matter. As the injury worsened, his next two days of competition would be over.
In other words, in this first round of candidates, Yunping has completely lost his qualifications.
This guy's kick must have been intentional, several people in the field thought with sadness, his attack was really unusually cruel.
If you don't take action, no matter what you say, if you take action, you won't even be qualified to be a candidate.
Several people who had laughed at Xiao Chen from time to time on weekdays quickly stepped out of the way and hid in corners, avoiding Xiao Chen's sight.
Xiaorou looked at Yun Ping, who was lying on the ground with a desperate and painful expression, and snorted coldly: "You deserve it, let's see if this guy dares to be so mean."
Seeing such a situation, Dingfengchou was not surprised. He never thought that Xiao Chen acted according to common sense and had no scruples.
Otherwise, on that day, after knowing Jin Wuji's identity, he would not have taken action without mercy.
Having a restrained edge does not mean that he has no edge or a temper. It does not mean that he has a good temper. This is Xiao Chen.
The energy in the heart of a swordsman cannot be reduced, and the pride cannot be broken. If you want to condense the energy into sword intent, how can you allow others to insult you repeatedly.
Dingfengchou looked away and didn't think too much. He just raised Xiao Chen's position a little higher in his heart.
Like Jiang Zimo, he is one of his biggest competitors among the twenty places in this competition.
When Pei Shaoxuan saw this scene, his back felt slightly cold, and he felt an inexplicable chill.
Thinking that his injury had just healed, he summoned a spiritual beast. Feeling that it was not safe, he summoned another spiritual beast, then walked to the corner and began to carefully heal the injury.
After doing all this, Xiao Chen ignored Yun Ping, who was lying on the ground and groaning, and focused his attention on the arena again.
This person is disabled and cannot enter the Ancient Tower. It will never pose any danger to him.
As long as he continues to be strong, the sect behind Yun Ping will never offend him for a second-class genius.
Even if he really takes action against him, he still has two tokens available. Xiao Chen has no scruples at all about taking action against Yun Ping.
When Xiao Chen made such a fuss, the atmosphere at the scene became weird. The originally lively discussion stopped completely, as if he was a little afraid of Xiao Chen.
After another half an hour, the voice of the old man in gray robe sounded, saying: "No. 125, get ready to go out quickly."
Xiao Chen jumped lightly and landed on the arena. After he left, many people on the arena felt relieved for some reason.
It was like the stone weighing on my heart had fallen away.
Chapter 458: Dragon Qi shows its power