Chapter 729: The Strategy of the Rich

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Amid the crazy screams of many female spectators, the Ampere Zongxiu in the contestant's seat turned into a little light and disappeared. And the Ampere Qingming in the stands stood with one hand behind his back, looking calm and indifferent.

He looked like he didn't take his opponent seriously at all, as if he was not here to compete, but to show off.

At this time, it was not just Wang Yan and Liu Bujie.

All the other contestants showed great interest and attention to this battle. Ampere Zongxiu was mysterious and powerful, and it seemed that no one had ever seen him go all out.

As a strong man who might be against him, everyone wanted to take the opportunity to understand his trump card.

I hope his opponent, the prophet Saladin, can perform as well as the druid elder Arnold Giant Bear and force Ampere Zongxiu to reveal his trump card.

No one thought that the funny Saladin could beat Ampere Zongxiu. They just hoped that he could perform better. The difference in strength between the two sides was too big. Even if Saladin had a secondary artifact, he would definitely not be able to beat Ampere Zongxiu.

"Next, please welcome the descendant of King Solomon - Prophet Saladin Nuha." The host Sean also knew that this was a wonderful game, and his voice became particularly excited.

"Hahaha, your great prophet Saladin is here." Saladin rode a magic carpet and floated to the ring handsomely.

His image was still so showy, wearing a gorgeous magic robe, a crown inlaid with gems on his head, all kinds of rings on his fingers, countless magic pendants and jewelry on his body, and all kinds of powerful magic inscriptions, stirring up powerful magic power.

"Hush!"

There were countless boos in the stands.

This prophet Saladin was very famous among the top 32, and he was also very impressive among the audience, but almost everyone had a negative impression of him. Because in every game of his, there would be a story of his opponent surrendering without a fight.

This prophet just spent money and resources all the way to make his opponents withdraw from the game one by one.

He got the upper hand, so the audience was naturally dissatisfied. They came to watch the wonderful game, not to watch the rich spend money for fun.

Wang Yan, who was in the contestant seat, supported the prophet Saladin and shouted loudly: "Brother Rich, keep working hard and kill that shady Japanese demon."

Shady demon?

There was an uproar in the stands.

Many men felt sympathetic about this. That Ampe Zongxiu was indeed good-looking and had a good temperament, but he was full of feminine aura, more feminine than many women.

It was indeed reasonable to say that he was a demon.

"Shua!"

Ampe Zongxiu on the field stared at Wang Yan with a sharp look, and the murderous intent filled the entire ring, condensed like substance, and the target was Wang Yan.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be scared to death by Ampe Zongxiu's powerful murderous aura.

But Wang Yan didn't care at all, and looked calm, as if it wasn't him who had just cursed.

"Brother, you're awesome." Blood Wolf Wolf raised a finger to Wang Yan and said admiringly, "Although I'm also very unhappy with that kid, but you dare to curse him in public, I, Blood Wolf, respect you."

"Thank you." Wang Yan smiled indifferently.

Why should Wang Yan be polite to Ampe Zongxiu? First of all, he had intercepted him with Hua Muying before the preliminaries, and also made very arrogant remarks.

During the preliminaries, the Japanese even united with the North American Dark League, the Eastern Super League and other units to encircle himself and the National Non-Government Bureau. If you say that there is no shadow of Ampe Zongxiu in this, Wang Yan will not believe it even if he is beaten to death.

Since the two sides have become mortal enemies, Wang Yan is not used to being polite to the enemy.

Although the prophet Saladin was very moved by Wang Yan's encouragement, his words made Ampe Zongxiu angry, which made Saladin a little bit laughable.

At the same time, many people in the contestant seats encouraged Saladin, and even several half-step S-level players, including the Desert Emperor, said: "Saladin, play well, don't lose the face of King Solomon."

The rich man is indeed a rich man, and his friends are really broad.

It seems that under normal circumstances, people like to be friends with rich men.

With the encouragement of many "good friends", the self-confidence of God, no, the prophet Saladin suddenly soared a lot. He politely performed an ancient ritual to Ampere Zongxiu, and said with some emotion: "Mr. Zongxiu, I remember that I was drinking tea and appreciating flowers in Mr. Zongxiu's villa a few days ago. Unexpectedly, things are unpredictable, and you and I have become opponents."

"Puff!"

Wang Yan outside the field almost spit out a mouthful of blood. The rich man is indeed a rich man. It turns out that he has a wide range of friends. Even Ampere Zongxiu didn't know when he hooked up.

Ampere Zongxiu narrowed his eyes, as if he remembered the benefit Saladin had given him. With a "whoosh", he opened the paper fan and said coldly: "You admit defeat."

This attitude seemed to him to be very respectful to the rich man.

"Admit defeat? No, no, no, we descendants of King Solomon are not used to admitting defeat." Saladin shook his head and said confidently, "Sir Zongxiu, how about this, if you are willing to get off the stage, I can give you two S+ grade crystal cores, a core material of a sub-artifact, and a fine holy artifact."

"Wow!"

There was a roar of amazement in the stands and the contestant seats.

Saladin is such a rich guy. Although I don’t know what the champion reward is, I believe it is difficult to get a higher condition than this. And the championship requires hard work, and even if you work hard, you may not be able to get it.

And now, as long as you walk down from this ring, you can get such a generous reward.

Many people’s eyes are red.

Even many people who are half-step S-level are gasping for air.

“Oh my god.” Liu Bujie said with tears in his eyes, “Why, why didn’t I meet a rich man? The condition he offered, let alone letting me walk down from the ring once, even ten times, a hundred times is fine.”

Wang Yan was sweating, who asked you ten times or a hundred times, he just wanted you to give up, okay?

However, even Wang Yan was already very excited when he heard this condition. Although the condition offered by Saladin was still inferior to the SS-level inner elixir crystal core, it was already exaggerated.

Wang Yan really couldn’t be sure if he could stand firm under this level of silver bullet offensive? It is probably difficult to refuse, because the championship is not easy to win...

And the great benefits in front of us are real.

The mask on the face of the Desert Emperor also twitched and shook a few times. What is this? Let him play well and don't lose King Solomon's face. Is this how he plays well?

On the rostrum, Mitsui of the East Self-Defense Team began to protest to Emmons in grief and inexplicable anger. This is cheating, this is bribery on the spot, and this is breaking the rules of the game.

But Emmons, the president of the Super League, turned his head away and said unhappily: "Mitsui, everyone knows that resources and money are also a manifestation of strength." When saying this, Emmons also blushed a little. But who can blame the rich brother for being so awesome? He has already settled him as the president.

Alas, there is no way. Who can blame the Starry Sky Magic Academy for being poor? This time, hosting the Youth Conference has consumed too many resources. Saladin's timely assistance is really awesome.

Mitsui was extremely angry and asked the two lords, the Envoy of Dale and the Prince of Rose, to make the decision.

The two just looked at each other and pretended not to see or hear. Although they were reluctant to admit it, they had taken great benefits from Saladin before. You can't sabotage it at this time, right?

What's more, they don't like that Ampe Zongxiu, who is neither yin nor yang, and dares to be an enemy of Xiaoyan! Dare to compete with Xiaoyan in handsomeness? They represent the pure Yang lineage, haha...

Poor Sanjing, there is no way to complain.

I can only pray secretly, Zongxiu don't be fooled. You are the only Japanese among the top 32, you must fight for glory for the Great Japanese Empire and win back the god-level crystal core.

The little episode on the rostrum was almost ignored.

Because everyone's eyes were focused on Ampe Zongxiu, wanting to see whether he would withdraw or not. In theory, it is most reasonable to withdraw now with benefits.

After all, in this final, there are many fierce generals and strong people. Although Ampe Zongxiu has the possibility of winning the championship, it is only a possibility. No one knows what the result will be until the end.

Cherry blossoms continue to fall.

Ampere Zongxiu gently waved a paper fan, his narrow eyes slightly closed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"If you think the conditions are not satisfactory, Mr. Zongxiu." The prophet Saladin smiled, and the confidence of a rich man rose spontaneously, "Then I promise you here, brother, no matter what prize I get in the future, I can give it to you. Even if it is the championship prize, I can give it to you. This prophet only wants the championship title, and he doesn't care about any rubbish prizes at all."

After saying this, the prophet Saladin looked calm and confident. He believed that under such conditions, no one could resist.

Such bold words shocked the audience again.

Even the championship prize can be given away? Oh my god, no one can remember, what reason does Ampere Zongxiu have to stay on the ring?

"Alas~ The silver bullet offensive is really strong and domineering." Wang Yan, who was in the contestant seat, sighed. If the previous condition still made him hesitate, Wang Yan would immediately go down without saying anything for the next one.

What is the use of a false title?

Even those half-step S-level masters were beating their chests and stamping their feet, worrying why they were not the ones who met the god. If it was them, they would have gone down happily.

Just when everyone thought that Ampere Zongxiu could not withstand the silver bullet attack, his narrow eyes suddenly opened, and a murderous intent as real as substance filled the air, and two words squeezed out from the corner of his mouth: "Looking for death!"

The word "death"!

It seemed to still echo in his ears.

His figure swayed, and his hunting clothes fluttered down, and he disappeared directly on the stage.

The next moment, Ampere Zongxiu appeared behind the prophet Saladin without any fireworks, and waved his paper fan, and a majestic energy burst out.

"Boom!"

Saladin was hit unexpectedly, and flew out like a cannonball, drawing an arc and smashing into the ground, directly smashing several pieces of the arena bluestone, looking extremely embarrassed.

This! ?

This result was almost beyond everyone's expectations.

The entire Youth Conference venue was silent and quiet.

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