Chapter 1382: So You Are Such a Master of Moyan

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"Whoa! Whoa!"

Just when Lydia collapsed on the ground and was meditating, bags of gold coins were randomly thrown behind her.

"Are you coming again?!"

Feeling the sound of gold coins falling, Lidya's pupils shrank suddenly and she sucked in cold air. She was all too familiar with this sound. Before every battle, the hateful Demon Flame Lord dropped gold coins from the stands.

Once the gold coins are missing, it means that the battle will begin again.

"The last game, if you want to survive, then fight for this last game." Wang Yan's voice was passed down again casually.

In Wang Yan's view, as a superpower, it is inevitable to encounter desperate situations and exhaustion. At this time, all skills and routines become secondary.

What can help one survive is often a person's desire to survive and a person's strong belief in survival.

Only in this way can we often turn decay into magic and find a glimmer of hope in desperate situations.

Even Wang Yan himself went through desperate situations of life and death many times when he was exhausted, and finally persisted with his tenacity and tenacity.

After all, if you don’t persist, try, and work hard for some things, how can you be sure that there will be no hope?

Moreover, risks and rewards have always coexisted. Take Wang Yan himself as an example. Every time he narrowly escaped death, those rich trophies naturally needed no words. The most important thing is that after breaking through yourself and breaking through your limits, you are promoted again and again. This strength gained by yourself is the most precious gain.

"me……"

Lydia wanted to stand up and retort, but just as she was about to stand up, she stumbled and fell back again.

It turned out that it was because she relaxed mentally too early, which caused her body to become limp. At this time, her muscles relaxed, and her whole body naturally lost strength.

"Forget it, I admit it, I don't have the strength to fight anymore... You have always wanted to torture me to death, and now I can get back to you."

Lidia's physical exhaustion aggravated her mental negativity, so she slumped on the ground and said to herself, "I will not compromise, I, I...I will never obey you. of!"

"It's a pity...I haven't found the Son of Flame yet...I, I...wu..."

This Lydia had just shown her strength and bravery, winning the unanimous recognition of the entire arena audience, but as she spoke, she actually began to sob in self-pity.

It looked like he had been greatly wronged, not to mention how pitiful he was.

The onlookers who were talking a lot at the scene all fell silent, and soon everyone began to whisper. At the same time, they kept looking back and forth with surprised eyes from Lidya and Wang Yan, as if they had discovered some kind of ups and downs. It seems like a wonderful story.

"Boss! Damn it, little brother, I finally understand! No wonder that human slave girl refuses to obey you, it turns out it's because of the Son of Flame!" Lord Chihuo, a loudmouth, immediately shouted out with righteous indignation.

Wang Yan's face turned dark at that time. He secretly cursed these hell residents who were thinking about harem reproduction all day long. What happened to all of them?

Does he, Wang Yan, look like a bad guy who will use any means to intimidate and torture a girl because she disobeys her?

"Demon, Lord Demon Flame, it turns out that's what it is...it turns out that it's because this human slave girl misses her old love and refuses to die, so you want to coerce and torture her like this?"

Princess Chishuo's eyes flickered, and her expression contained grievances, unwillingness, and resentment. However, she stared at Wang Yan for a long time, and then a mysterious look of love appeared in her complicated eyes: "Wow... really, It’s so awesome! Such an evil Lord Demon Flame is so charming..."

puff!

At this time, Wang Yan was completely shocked.

He was dumbfounded and marveled at the association ability of the people around him. How could it be so strong? He just wanted to take the opportunity to train Lidya, but now the picture is getting darker and darker, and each one of them gave him a real hammer.

How should he explain it now? It can't be explained at all? Now even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to clean himself, right?

"Ahem!" Wang Yan coughed slightly in embarrassment and glared at Chi Huo and Chi Shu. The two people calmed down obediently. No matter how much the onlookers had other thoughts, they naturally didn't dare. Talk more.

"Wow!"

Without any external interference, Wang Yan raised his hand and threw away more than ten magic crystal coins. "If you still want to see that Son of Flame, then work hard to survive."

Wang Yan didn't say anything more, but as twelve magic crystal coins fell in front of Lidia, Lidia's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.

She didn't know whether it was Wang Yan's words that stimulated her, or the twelve relatively precious magic crystal coins. In short, at this moment, although Lydia was very tired, her expression gave birth to hope that she had not had before.

This is actually a small back door that Wang Yan secretly opened in order to help Lidya.

Because each magic crystal coin is rich in pure energy equivalent to one gram of fire marrow, which is equivalent to a B-grade essence on earth. This kind of pure and abundant pure energy, in the words of magicians, is pure magic power, equivalent to a large fine magic stone.

For magicians, magic is their life, strength, and weapons!

With the abundant magic power provided by these more than ten magic crystal coins, Lydia naturally has the confidence to fight.

Of course, in the real battlefield, there is no big boss like Wang Yan who secretly supports them. In that case, once they lose confidence, everything will be over.

At present, Wang Yan just wants to teach Lydia this and plant this belief in her heart.

As for how many magic crystal coins are consumed? He doesn't care at all, anyway, he has plenty of money now.

"As long as he wins this human slave girl, these gold coins and magic crystal coins will all be his!"

As before, Wang Yan was simple and direct, and a cold call made the whole arena boil.

"Twelve thousand six hundred gold coins! Plus twelve magic crystal coins! This, this, this... the prize money for this game has increased by almost six times compared to the last game!"

"This, this should really be the last game, right?"

"You, you see, that human slave girl can't even stand up anymore."

"This slave girl swears to die and refuses to obey. Lord Mo Yan must not want her anymore. Who, who of you will go to the battle?"

The crowd of onlookers at the scene was almost going crazy. It can be said that among the onlookers of this level of entertainment, there are really few who can reach this level of worth. Even if many people want to go on the field, they can't sell themselves enough to participate in the battle.

In addition, a few individual wealthy businessmen may still have this financial resources, but the human slave girl Lydia is really hard to figure out. God knows if she is really exhausted and has no resistance?

In addition, the amount is huge, and those wealthy businessmen who are only relative to ordinary people don't dare to easily throw down their chips.

As time passed, the scene became unusually quiet, as if everyone was struggling or waiting.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from the other side of the venue: "Let me do it!"

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