The fifth day of the Dijie Conference.
The first round of battle of the 256 Dijie Contest players was completely over. In the end, only 128 of them successfully advanced to the second round of competition.
With the fierce battle in the first round, the audience has a deeper understanding of the strength of most players.
At this time, the enthusiasm for betting has also been unprecedentedly high.
"The ratio has dropped to one to fifty. It seems that my popularity has risen a lot recently."
Standing on the ring, Qin Shaoyang's mouth evoked a smile.
At this time, although several curses were still sparsely heard from the audience around, but at the same time, some people started chanting slogans to support him.
This world has always respected strength, but Qin Shaoyang's performance in the last game was almost impeccable.
With the power of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, defeating the seeded player Tai Wu is enough to prove Qin Shaoyang's ability to compete for the top eight places.
"You still don't want to be proud. After this scene, your name will be completely forgotten by them. Even if someone mentions your name, the word'loser' will be deducted before Qin Shaoyang's name."
Wu Zhengfeng, who was on the opposite side of the ring, sneered, his eyes gloomy and indifferent.
Qin Shaoyang lifted his eyes slightly, a look of disgust faintly revealed in his eyes.
"You seem to be able to tell, do you have to knock off your front teeth to be honest?"
Hearing Qin Shaoyang's words, Wu Zhengfeng's face changed slightly, but his eyes became more sullen.
But this time, he just snorted and ignored Qin Shaoyang.
"Wu Zhengfeng, give me this shame to beat him. I pressed 30,000 gold, and bet you win in a single game."
On the audience stage, Zhang Jinsheng shouted hoarsely.
Even though Qin Shaoyang's performance in the last game was astonishing, he defeated the extraordinary Taiwu, but out of unwillingness in his heart, he would never agree with Qin Shaoyang's strength.
Zhang Jinpeng on the side looked at his younger brother who was already on the bar with Qin Shaoyang, and shook his head helplessly.
The betting stall not only opens up the betting stalls for entering the quarter-finals, but also opens up the win-loss ratio for each battle.
Of course, the win-loss ratio in a single game is generally between one to 1.5 and one to three.
And Zhang Jinsheng not only squeezed 30,000 coins on Wu Zhengfeng, but also squeezed 20,000 gold coins.
This time, the two brothers have lost their money.
"I have also carefully observed Wu Zhengfeng's last battle. The attributes of the exercises he practiced are too rare, and they have changed unpredictably. According to my estimation, his cultivation level should also be around the second heaven of the Tongtian realm. "
"Moreover, it is said that he is the son of the Wu Family Chamber of Commerce, and he is a thoroughgoing son of a wealthy family.
Feng Qingling on the side, with a serious look on his face, slightly nodded and analyzed.
"The last Qin Shaoyang took advantage of the Thunder Cultivation Technique, coupled with Tai Wu's careless underestimation of the enemy, only luckily won the victory."
"However, he must have spent a lot of effort because of this, and he couldn't fully cultivate himself in just three days."
"So in my opinion, if there are no accidents in this game, this Wu Zhengfeng will win it steadily."
Hearing Feng Qingling's analysis, Zhang Jinpeng nodded slightly, and his original uneasy heart could be regarded as letting go.
This time, leaving home from the Eastern Empire to accompany Feng Qingling on the trip was to hide from the elders of the family, and their two brothers combined did not have enough gold coins.
If this game is lost, it is estimated that it will not be far from returning to the Eastern Empire.
At this moment, the referee on the martial arts stage finally sounded the gong for the beginning of the battle.
The discussion in the audience fell silent for an instant, and everyone's eyes were focused on the martial arts stage.
There was a gloomy look in Wu Zhengfeng's eyes, and his figure suddenly rushed forward, and his speed was so fast that he was startled by an afterimage.
Above the whole body, the black spiritual power instantly spread, and it came to Qin Shaoyang in the blink of an eye.
"So fast."
On the audience stage, many people took a breath, and under the cover of black aura, they didn't even see Wu Zhengfeng's figure clearly.
However, Wu Zhengfeng is faster, Qin Shaoyang is faster.
With the thunder violently under his feet, Qin Shaoyang's body quickly withdrew, unexpectedly forming a relatively static state with Wu Zhengfeng who was struck by the flying body.
After retreating three feet in a row, Qin Shaoyang's figure instantly shifted to the side. At the same time, his right fist wrapped the thunder and blasted out directly.
Two energies, one black and one blue, collided, erupting with a dull roar.
Amid the roar, Wu Zhengfeng probed with one hand, but a pitch-black halberd bloomed from his hand.
The halberd swept out, rolling up countless black winds.
"It's a treasure of the space system."
Seeing the halberd that Wu Zhengfeng appeared in his palm out of thin air during the battle, the audience on the high platform erupted in exclamation.
Changing weapons out of thin air can only be done by possessing space-based artifacts.
And the cheapest item of the space secret treasure is probably worth two to three hundred thousand. This is a symbol of local tyrants.
And the most important thing is that Wu Zhengfeng didn't come forward and directly summoned the halberd, but instead used a weapon abruptly at the moment of the battle.
This abrupt attack method is enough to catch opponents off guard in the ever-changing battle. It is even harder to resist.
"Chang."
Just as there was a sigh in the audience, a metal roar broke out on the martial arts stage.
As the black energy spread, Wu Zhengfeng stepped back, leaving a deep scratch on the ground with the halberd in his hand.
The eyes of the crowd could see clearly that Qin Shaoyang did not know when a broad-edged broken sword appeared in Qin Shaoyang's hands.
"Hey, this guy also has space treasures?"
"Almost forgot, this Qin Shaoyang is also a rich guy."
Many people exclaimed in the audience.
It was another person who summoned weapons out of thin air. This was completely a fight between two local tyrants.
Wu Zhengfeng's brows moved slightly. He thought that at the moment of the confrontation, he suddenly called out a weapon that could inflict a certain amount of damage on Qin Shaoyang.
But I didn't expect that the other party also possessed the space system secret treasure, and summoned a weapon to withstand the sharp blow just now.
"No wonder you look down on my hundred thousand gold coins."
Wu Zhengfeng squinted his eyes slightly, thinking in his heart, being able to possess the space secret treasure, which is a symbol of financial resources.
"However, it can be seen from the previous fight that your cultivation base really hasn't entered the second heaven of the Tongtian realm. It's just borrowing the powerful and explosive power of the thunder system to be able to block my blow."
The halberd in his hand shook out a path in the air, and then the sharpness of the halberd pointed directly at Qin Shaoyang, and the black halberd was extremely stable.
"It's a pity, regardless of the level of my cultivation in the Second Heaven Realm, which is far superior to yours, the exercises I practice are not afraid of your thunder."
"Accept the trick, Dark Night Long Song."