Chapter 1265: Group Arena (Part 2)

2018-06-10 Updated at 12:01:47, only 107 seconds later than the starting point Word count: 3384 Author: Sweeping Tianya Previous chapter Return to chapter list

After finishing speaking, he didn't take the weapon, but put his fingers forward.

The place where the palm fell was facing the tip of the gun, and it looked like it would be pierced, but for some reason, before the body of the gun came to the front, it was lowered a little, as if it was deliberately releasing water.

Hula!

Grabbed by the palm, he shook lightly.

A huge force surged along the gun body.

thump thump thump!

Kui Qing blushed and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Can you see through my tricks?"

His eyes were full of disbelief.

Naturally, he didn't release the water just now, but a normal attack. It's just that the opponent predicted his unique move in advance, so that he could predict the enemy's opportunity and let him suffer with his bare hands.

"I said, marksmanship, I'm an ancestor, use a gun in front of me, it's a little tender!"

The body swayed again, came to the front, raised the palm, and patted it down.

Crash!

The power overturned, and the meteor fell to the ground.

Kui Qing quickly shrank, and Lin Xu retreated.

I thought that the opponent was exhausted after five consecutive battles and could no longer use this move. He could easily win with a long spear. He never dreamed that... Not only did he know so much about marksmanship, but he could also use this move.

The palms were all down, trying to block the rushing force, the body shook again, the spear flew out of his hands, and a palm had already reached his face.

Slap!

Falling to the ground, Kui Qing fainted.

"Seventh match, Zhang Xuan vs. Guan Yongfeng!"

Immediately afterwards, a figure came up, it was none other than the young man with the scar who regarded him as a sheep just now.

"I thought it was a sheep, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf..."

Coming to the front, Guan Yongfeng, a young man with a scar, smiled wryly.

As soon as the opponent came in, he looked confused, thinking that he didn't know anything, that he would suffer a loss in the game, and he never expected... so strong, even Qian Xu is no match for him!

"However, if you want me to admit defeat without fighting, if you can't do it, come on!"

Hula!

There was a long knife in the palm of his hand, and his true energy rolled, and he slashed over.

Zhang Xuan had a good impression of this person, and Zhang Xuan didn't make a big move. After two moves, he knocked him out.

This side entered the sixth game, and Zhang Jiuxiao on the stage also began to place bets.

Because he is a rookie, even though he knocked out the referee as soon as he came up, everyone was still worried about Zhang Xuan's strength. There were more people betting on Kuiqing in the sixth round. Stone, doubled, became two hundred and twenty-two pieces.

Knowing Zhang Xuan's strength, the odds are much smaller. However, Zhang Jiuxiao bet on the seventh match, even the principal and interest. After the end, his total assets reached as much as 300 coins.

"It really makes money..."

Seeing piles of spirit stones, Zhang Jiuxiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Although he is a member of the Zhang family, as a side branch, he doesn't have much salary for a month. The Jingyuan high-grade spirit stone is also very useful to him. He usually earns less than one or two pieces a month. In less than twenty minutes, it doubled from more than one hundred coins, which is really terrifying!

"continue!"

Knowing what Master Zhang meant, he didn't hesitate to bet all three hundred spirit stones on Zhang Xuan's victory.

The opponent in the eighth match was a young man in his thirties, with a pair of arms that were naturally thick. At this time, Zhang Xuan seemed to have exhausted his strength after fighting continuously. Therefore, the odds increased again.

After more than 30 moves in a row, he barely won.

The Lingshi in Zhang Jiuxiao's hand changed from 300 to 720!

He defeated the enemy with one move before, but now he has used more than 30 moves. Everyone on the stage seemed to have guessed the limit of this newcomer.

"It really looks like..."

Smiling and shaking his head, Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes lit up.

This kind of group arena should give people an invincible appearance, so as to attract more people to place bets. They are all crushed with one move, without any suspense. If you know you will lose, who else is willing to spend money?

Those who bet here, although they are all noble sons,

Everyone has strong financial resources, but they are not fools. They must take bets after they are sure.

Because of this, Zhang shi became more and more tired after fighting, he must be pretending, the purpose is to make more money here.

Seeing that the newcomer walked lightly, less and less people bet on him to win, and they all bet on another one.

The opponent in the ninth game was a middle-aged man.

He once fought eight games in a row and lost the ninth game.

The reason is not lack of strength. It is said that in order to relax, he spent a lot of time drinking and his body was empty... When he participated in the competition the next day, his legs were shaking...

In this case, they can win eight games in a row, and their strength can be imagined.

In this battle, he probably didn't go out again, waiting for work with ease, full of strength, and extraordinary strength as soon as he made a move, which caused screams on the stage.

On the contrary, Zhang Xuan was a little vain, as if he couldn't hold on anymore.

Seeing the comparison, Zhang Xuan's winning odds broke through the limit again.

However, although the strength of the middle-aged man is ferocious and powerful in attack, this newcomer is like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. He obviously looks like he will lie on the ground at any time and die directly, but for some reason, he can still persist. don't lie down.

A burst of force collided, and they fought more than a hundred moves in a row.

The exhausted Master Zhang somehow touched the back of the middle-aged man's head with his elbow, unconsciously knocked him out, and won again.

At this time, there are as many as 1,800 spirit stones!

"You can win this way. It's good luck. If you win another game, a new ten-time champion will be born!"

"Yeah, but the loss was too much in that match just now, I think this Zhang Xuan should not be able to pass again!"

"In the eighth game, I felt the same way, but I still persisted in the ninth game. This guy has unimaginable willpower. I think it is possible to become the new ten-time champion!"

"I bet on him to win..."

...

Soon, the tenth game started, Zhang Xuan's previous performance gave everyone confidence, and the odds were reduced.

Put all the spirit stones into it, and it turned out that it only became more than 2,200 points, which is a lot worse than the previous double.

Of course... the tenth match was even more difficult. The two sides battled for more than 300 moves, but Zhang Xuan still had a half-dead expression, just not falling...

The way of winning in the end is even more unbelievable. The tenth fighter, when attacking, was so fast that he hit the ground with his head and fainted...

Those who can participate in the ninth battle have basically won nine battles in a row.

This kind of person is a well-known strong man wherever he goes. Zhang Jiuxiao felt that he couldn't stand it anymore...

Brother, can you be a little more fake?

Do you think everyone is a fool?

However, this is already the tenth game, that is to say, the competition for the ten crowns has come to an end.

"Congratulations to Zhang Xuan, becoming the new ten-time champion! Now there are two options. First, continue to challenge; second, fight again after a break, and you can also compete for the hundred-time champion. My opinion is, rest and rest, this way is more grasp……"

The sound continued.

The ten crowns are a demarcation point. After success, you can rest, recharge your batteries, and fight again later, and you can also have a higher impact.

This one in front of him is so tired that he will faint at any time, it is best to choose to rest before fighting.

"I continue..."

Hearing the other party's persuasion, Zhang Xuan raised his tired eyes, and shook his head.

Just kidding, where is this?

Since I came here once, I won't make a lot of money, so let's go back like this, thank you!

Anyway, the other party earned black-hearted money, no matter how you spend it, you won't lose money.

"Continue? I'm afraid you won't be able to bear your current physical condition..." the voice said.

Every ten-time champion is a cash cow in the black market. This guy has just reached the goal, and he will continue. If he really wants to die on stage, it will be difficult to make money again.

"I think... I can hold on for a while!"

Zhang Xuan was weak.

"Okay, let me tell you now, the way to face the hundred-time champion... You can succeed if you defeat ten ten-time champions in a row. The first thing you will face is..."

Before the sound ended, a faint voice resounded throughout the arena.

"I compete with him, as long as he can defeat me, he will be the new King of Hundred Battles!"

It was like the collision of bronze, giving people a feeling of piercing in the ears. Everyone looked at it together, and saw a tall figure walking out from inside.

"It's Hong Yang..."

"Hong Yang wants to fight in person and promise to be the Hundred Crown King?"

"Hong Yang has always challenged others. Why did he take the initiative to attack this time? He has won every battle, and no one can be his opponent... If he really wants to attack, this guy must be finished!"

"This is inevitable... However, I think this guy, as long as his brain is not bad, he probably won't agree!"

...

Seeing the figure walk out, there was an uproar on the stage.

It was none other than the one who spoke, Hong Yang, who made Qian Xu tremble and turned to leave with a low shout!

At this time, Hong Yang didn't feel the slightest fatigue from the previous battle, but his eyes were red, like a killing machine.

"How about it, dare you?"

With a cold smile, he looked at Zhang Xuan.

"This……"

The face is full of hesitation, Zhang Xuan is full of entanglements.

"Hehe, although your exhaustion is very similar, I don't know how many strong people died in my hands. It can be seen that you are pretending! You have defeated ten opponents in a row, and you still have the intention to hide... your strength has aroused my interest! "

Hong Yang smiled.

"You're kidding..."

His face turned green, and Zhang Xuan almost cursed out loud.

Originally, I was thinking of pretending to be weak, continue to fight the Ten Crown King, and earn more bets, but I didn't expect to be spotted by this guy.

"A disguise? Is this guy a disguise?"

"I don't look like it..."

"I could fall down at any time just now, but after winning so many games in a row, I'm still fine. It's really doubtful!"

"Fucking grandson, I bet all my money on him and lost. After a long time of trouble, it's just pretending..."

...

Hearing Hong Yang's words, everyone's noses twisted in anger.

Especially those who were bewitched by him just now and lost their bets would be so angry that they would explode.

"Even if you want to attack me, you can't frame me, right? Winning ten people in a row will consume a lot of power, as long as you are a cultivator, you know it!"

Zhang Xuan, weak and pale, raised his head: "Don't talk about other people, if it's you, you think you have won ten people in a row, and you still have the strength to pretend?"

"Yes!" Hong Yang nodded.

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