Chapter 456: Clean and Tidy

James looked at Luther angrily, and felt deeply annoyed for what he had said not long ago.

I said before that I didn't admire this guy because he was weak, and I didn't want to have dinner with him.

It was really nice to slap him in the face, but now it turns out that it was a slap in his own face.

Not only James, but also the "excellent" who had just spoken, were in the same mood as James. They looked at each other, some with a slightly red face, or with a flickering look.

Obviously, they all felt embarrassed, or in other words, they were all overturned after being hit by an arrow in the knee.

James was both annoyed and angry, and he roared.

"You bastard." James released his fighting spirit and put on the earth fighting spirit armor. The fighting spirit permeated the battle axe, but left the axe blade.

He shook Luther away, and then cut Luther's neck with an axe.

Lost!

Wearing fighting spirit armor can indeed increase defense and attack power. But when wrestling, if you use the Earth Fighting Armor first, it means you lose.

"Humph." Luther snorted coldly. If you don't admit defeat, don't blame me.

Let me avenge the humiliation just now.

With a "bang", Luther also released his fighting spirit and put on the fighting spirit armor, and then fought with James.

James planned to win with skills, but Luther was also experienced in combat and stronger. Both sides were not allowed to use wind magic items.

Luther relied on his strong strength and strong defense, so he didn't chop James, but James's battle axe. The two sides collided with weapons again and again.

James retreated step by step, and finally James shook his hands, and the bloodthirsty battle axe flew out. The bloodthirsty battle axe in Luther's hand was placed on James' neck.

If this was not a duel, but a fight, then James would have died.

James' face was ashen, and even his body trembled, obviously feeling a great shame.

"Open the invisible shield." The Lord of Potala sighed.

James didn't say anything, bent down to pick up his battle axe, then put on a cloak without saying a word, and turned into a gust of wind and left.

The words of solemn promise, the consequences of self-humiliation.

James has no face to see anyone.

"James!" Oscar shouted, then bowed to the Lord of Potala, and turned into a gust of wind and chased out.

The outstanding people among the 98 present, Oscar, who was second, and James, who was third, had already left, obviously not planning to eat.

But Luther had not forgotten that there were other people who had just spoken. He raised his head and looked at the dozen people who had just stood up.

"Each of you take out 10 million, all of you. Beat me. I will give each of you 50 million." Luther said.

Arrogant? Arrogant?

No.

This is strength!

Luther, Pompey has the qualifications to say this, he defeated James, which represents his strength. And for something like a knight, the realm of strength is very important.

Especially for knights with earth fighting spirit attributes.

Strong defense and powerful strength make them infinitely attackable.

If you can't break the defense, you can't fight.

But there are eleven, thirteen, a total of fifteen people who just spoke, and all of them are "excellent". Isn't it a bit too arrogant to speak like this?

The big shots couldn't help but murmur.

"What are the odds? I'll bet another 100 million on the fifteen people to win." Mayor Richard just lost 100 million and wanted to make up for it, so he asked Mayor Siniya.

"If it's one to one, I bet on fifteen people, 50 million." There was also a big shot who came over. He just lost 40 million and felt very distressed. If he won this time, he would make 10 million.

"If it's one to one, I bet on Luther and Pompey to win."

"I also bet on Luther and Pompey to win."

All of a sudden, Luther's fans increased a lot. Almost half of the people bet on Luther, and half of the people bet on the fifteen-person group.

Mayor Siniya originally planned to quit, but this time he made more than 600 million and made a fortune. But if you calculate carefully, if it is one to one, then it is basically a one-to-one ratio.

No matter who wins or loses, the win or loss is not big. So, the Lord of Xinia said with a smile: "Okay, let's open another one."

The market is open.

Here comes the question.

Should we fight or not?

The big shots are all looking at Luther and the fifteen "excellent ones".

This time it is the turn of the "excellent ones" to be in a dilemma. Just now they stood up and said that they were dissatisfied with Luther Pompey's ranking and did not intend to have dinner with Luther.

Now it's good, Luther is the opposite.

"I will fight all of you by myself, and I will set the odds myself, one to five, do you sons of a bitch dare to go up?"

This is the enemy at the gates, can you be timid?

But the fifteen "excellent ones" are not stupid, and they know that group battles are not very meaningful for knights with the attributes of earth knights.

Although they are numerous, their winning rate is not very high.

Although there is still a winning rate.

A clever guy took the opportunity to ask: "Change to a wider place and negate the rule that wind magic items are not allowed."

"Yes. We have more people, as long as we can use mobility, then the chances of winning will increase greatly."

The eyes of the fifteen "excellent" people lit up, and they were immediately full of confidence. If Luther dared to agree, they dared to go together.

Why are you afraid? Just do it.

The bigwigs who bet on Luther to win were nervous. They couldn't agree to this.

"Are you afraid?" Luther smiled, then turned around and bowed to the Lord of Potala City, apologetically saying, "Please change the environment, Lord of Potala City."

"It's over." Many bigwigs who bet on Luther to win felt that they were screwed, and they held their foreheads with their hands. One smart one took the opportunity to ask the Lord of Xinia City, "Can I get a refund?"

"The bet has been opened, how can I get a refund?" The Lord of Xinia City rolled his eyes at this bigwig.

The other bigwigs who were ready to make a move sighed immediately. Then they all turned their eyes to Luther. Well, I hope this guy can give us a surprise.

"Okay." The Lord of Potala City didn't appreciate this group of troublemakers very much, but admired Luther on the contrary, so he naturally followed suit at this time.

So, the group left the hall and came to the open place outside. As usual, the Lord of Potala City asked the tower spirit to draw a place, forming a sphere with a diameter of 300 meters in the air.

A rule was made that whoever left the ball had to leave the field.

Afterwards, a group of guys who thought they had a chance of winning each took out a thousand gold coins to bet against Luther.

Luther released his "Flying Bird", which blew out two gusts of wind, allowing Luther to float in the middle of the ball, while the fifteen "Excellents" spread out in all directions, intending to siege him.