Chapter 1188 Short-Sighted

The Red Flame Lion is the king of the jungle, and its body erupts with flames. All staff in the arena must stay away from the Red Flame Lion to avoid being burned by the heat and dying on the spot. As for the White Rock Tiger, its physical body is particularly powerful, its limbs are powerful and majestic.

As soon as these two monster beasts appeared, the entire arena was filled with excitement.

"Look, everyone, the red flame lion has its own flames and can burn the sky and refine the earth. Look at the white rock tiger. Its body is huge, like a mythical beast that occupies the heaven and earth. It is absolutely powerful."

The people who can come to the arena are good at gambling by nature. When they see the red flame lion and the white rock tiger appear, their faces flash with intriguing meaning. Who do they want to win?

This is a headache.

Two monsters can appear in the arena, and their strength is absolutely equal. If you bet accidentally, the winner will be determined by the time. If you win, it will be fine, but if you lose, you will lose everything.

"Boy, the Red Flame Lion is more domineering. Listen to me and win with the Red Flame Lion."

The one who spoke was Liang Wanliang. Looking at the Red Flame Lion, his eyes were sparkling. He had no idea that his actions were too condescending and he was bossing Chen Moyi around.

Chen Mo was slightly dissatisfied because the Red Flame Master he saw was not as domineering as Zhang Liang Wanliang said. If he bet on the Red Flame Lion, he would only gain more than he lost.

Liang Wanliang waited for a long time, but when he didn't see Chen Mo place a bet, his expression sank slightly. He turned to look at Chen Mo and said, "You don't believe that the Red Flame Lion will win?"

Facing Liang Wanliang's questioning, Chen Mo explained: "It's not that I don't believe it, it's that there is no possibility of victory. If you don't believe it, you can just wait and see."

"Okay, then I want to see if it's your vision that's more powerful, or mine."

Liang Wanliang looked angry, and Chen Mo actually refused to give out the spirit stone. It was like the obedient person suddenly violated his wishes and wanted to confront him, making him sulky.

Sister Hong next to her could tell.

Chen Mo is not a distant relative of Liang Wanliang. Otherwise, Chen Mo will not offend Liang Wanliang. However, Chen Mo openly rejected Liang Wanliang, which shows that Chen Mo is confident.

"Boy, since you said that the Red Flame Lion is not good, then tell me clearly, the Baiyan Tiger is not good?" Liang Wanliang was sulking and looked at Chen Mo with a look of dissatisfaction.

Chen Mo listened to Liang Wanliang's words and said in a deep voice: "It seems you still don't believe me. In that case, Sister Hong, I will win a thousand low-grade spiritual stones by buying Bai Yansong."

Chen Mo took out a storage ring and handed it to Sister Hong. Liang Wanliang next to him saw Chen Mo casually taking out a thousand low-grade spiritual stones and didn't know what he was thinking.

He invited Chen Mo to the arena, but he did not expect that Chen Mo changed his mind midway and did not listen to his words. This made Liang Wanliang lose face and looked at Chen Mo with resentment.

"Asshole, you actually doubted my decision-making. When you lose, you will know how short-sighted you are."

After finishing speaking, Liang Wanliang no longer looked at Chen Mo.

Sister Hong took the storage ring from Chen Mo's hand. After confirming that it was correct, she took out the communication crystal and sent a message. Then she looked at Chen Mo with a smile and said, "Sir, I have placed a bet for you. I hope you can win."

"Thank you." Chen Mo replied.

Gamblers in the arena also placed their bets at this time, and most of them won by buying the Red Flame Lion, because the Red Flame Lion was more majestic and powerful than the White Rock Tiger.

Chen Mo looked at the center of the arena. The staff opened the cage. The two monsters seemed to be hungry and looked at each other with blood-red eyes.

Wow!

Flames erupt from the Red Flame Lion's body, becoming more and more powerful. It can burn everything and continuously incinerate the air, making people feel that the Red Flame Lion will definitely win.

Looking at Bai Yanhu again, no matter how you look at it, it is very ordinary and does not have much power.

"Boy, have you seen it? This is the Red Flame Lion. If you look at your honest White Rock Tiger, you don't have enough momentum. You don't need to guess to know that you will definitely lose."

Liang Wanliang did not forget to criticize Chen Mo.

In his opinion, Chen Mo's failure to bet on the Red Flame Lion was definitely Chen Mo's loss.

But what Liang Wanliang felt distressed was that Chen Mo didn't listen to him and actually bought Baiyan Husheng.

You know, those are a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

At this moment, everything is ready to go down the drain.

After listening to Liang Wanliang's words, Chen Mo smiled lightly and said: "No one knows which monster will win before the winner is decided, but I trust my intuition."

"snort!"

Liang Wanliang snorted angrily and said no more. He already knew that Chen Mo was betraying him and forgot what he said outside the door.

Sister Hong on the side looked at Chen Mo's confident smile. For some reason, she actually thought it was a bit good-looking, and she couldn't help but believe that Bai Yanhu would win.

"Roar……!"

The White Rock Tiger roared angrily, stamped its limbs on the ground, and flew out into the air, like a flying unicorn, which was divine and extraordinary. The Red Flame Lion did not show any weakness, straddling its limbs to face the White Rock Tiger.

In an instant, the two monster beasts collided. The red flame lion's flames were unparalleled, burning the white rock tiger's fur, causing the white rock tiger to suffer.

But he can be called Bai Yanhu, not only physically powerful, but also the power inside his body is extremely strong. The flames can only cause superficial damage to it, but instead anger Bai Yanhu.

The next moment, the Baiyan Tiger opened its bloody mouth and bit off the Red Flame Lion's right ear. The blood was dripping. As the flames burned, a large amount of blood smell came out.

"No...how could this red flame lion do this?"

When Liang Wanliang saw this scene, his face was full of disbelief. The Red Flame Lion in his eyes was a little weaker, and there were already signs that he could not defeat the Baiyan Tiger, making people think that the Red Flame Lion would lose.

Liang Wanliang looked at Chen Mo again, with a complex expression on his face. Only then did he realize that his vision was wrong. If he really bought the Red Flame Lion and won, he would lose all his money.

"Hmph... So what if you were right, you're just lucky." Liang Wanliang said this without conscience, feeling quite resentful in his heart. Since Chen Mo knew that Bai Yanhu would win, why would he bet a thousand coins? Couldn’t the low-grade spiritual stone be worth ten thousand?

Looking at Liang Wanliang, whose expression changed rapidly, Chen Mo smiled and said nothing. Sometimes when two parties fight, one should not just look at the appearance, but also look at the actual combat ability.

The White Rock Tiger's defense is powerful, its body is thick, and its attacks are very ordinary. The Red Flame Lion has flames, but its flames cannot harm the White Rock Tiger, so it has no advantage at all.

Soon, the Red Flame Lion was bitten to death by the White Rock Tiger. Many monks in the audience bought the Red Flame Lion for victory, but now they saw the Red Flame Lion fall with their own eyes, their faces filled with pain.

"This Red Flame Lion is so unreliable!"

"Looking at the momentum, it turned out to be useless."

"Hey, my bet."

Compared to everyone's disappointment, Chen Mo was undoubtedly the biggest winner because he bet a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, which doubled in the blink of an eye.

"Sir, congratulations on winning." Looking at Chen Mo, Sister Hong said with a smile: "The winning rate of Baiyan Tiger City is two to one. If you bet one thousand low-grade spiritual stones, you can get two thousand low-grade spiritual stones."