Chapter 169 A Huge Sum of Money

The drums are ringing!

The formation light curtain in the Colosseum rose.

Young Master Qiuyue laughed ferociously.

Say nothing.

He raised his hand and held out a holding charm.

The talisman fell on Tian Chanzi, and a golden light fell from the center of Tian Chanzi's eyebrows, and the talisman burned automatically with a buzzing sound.

Young Master Qiuyue's pupils shrank.

He had tried this body-fixing talisman many times, and it had miraculous effects every time during the battle. He never thought that Zenzi would be so difficult to deal with today. Master Qiuyue sneered, and with a buzzing sound, he saw a talisman floating out of his body. .

"Sign Master?!"

The moment everyone saw the talisman.

Everyone's eyes widened.

In this small place of Qingyang County, I have never seen any seal master.

Moreover, seal masters are usually treated as guests of honor, so how can they go out to fight in person?

Pi Xiu glanced at it, frowned, and said to Fu Shaoping:

"Brother, I know who this Young Master Qiuyue is, Cui Mingyue, the seed player of the Cui family competition next year!"

When Cui Mingyue was promoted to Seal Master.

The Cui family specially organized a grand celebration.

Pi Xiunai was from a branch of the Pi family, so he was naturally not qualified to participate in this celebration. However, he heard that Cui Mingyue demonstrated his natal talisman at the celebration. His talisman's attribute is fire and can instantly evolve into Hundreds of fire crows fight against each other.

After being promoted to Sigil Master.

Generally divided into first-seal talisman masters, second-seal talisman masters, etc.

Every time a talisman is condensed, its effect is different.

"No wonder the other party is so confident!"

Fu Shaoping stared at the battlefield intently.

His mental power has reached over sixty, and he is still one-third short of being able to condense a talisman and become a talisman master.

For the Talisman Master.

He knew very little.

He also wants to know how strong Cui Mingyue is.

after all.

We might meet him in next year's aristocratic family competition, but it's not certain.

"Quack gua gua"

In the field.

Only an unpleasant sound of fire crows was heard.

As Cui Mingyue's spell was struck on the talisman's talisman, the talisman glowed red, and then fire crows condensed out of the talisman. In an instant, there were hundreds of them. The fire crows flapped their wings, The speed was extremely fast, and Tian Chanzi was surrounded in the blink of an eye.

With the fluttering of wings.

Countless firelights fell, and the entire Colosseum instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Tian Chanzi cannot avoid it.

But that day, Zenzi's eyes were very calm. He was not as animalistic and untrained as the blue-eyed man in the previous scene. He could only see a little bit between his eyebrows, and with the golden light, there was a vertical eye between his eyebrows. With a slight flash, the golden light condensed together, and with a buzzing sound, it turned into a golden light shield and enveloped him.

Fire rain falls.

But it was blocked by the golden light shield.

As Tian Chanzi raised his eyes and blinked, streaks of golden light turned into thousands of blades and went upstream.

Gua Gua Gua.

The fire crow was cut in two by the golden blade, and with a bang, it turned into balls of flame and dispersed.

"It's quite capable!"

Cui Mingyue sneered.

The law has changed.

But I saw thousands of flames merged into the middle, and with a bang, it turned into a huge fire crow. As the fire crow waved its claws, the golden blades that shot up were all scratched to pieces, and they were not castrated. Minus, the claws swung directly towards Tianchanzi's Tianling Cap.

Tian Chanzi's pupils shrank.

A slap to the chest.

Bang.

Thousands of blood mist rose.

The blood mist enveloped him, turning into six blood shadows and escaping to every corner of the Colosseum.

"Want to run, dream!"

Cui Mingyue's index finger and middle finger merged together and crossed his eyes. When his eyes opened, a strange light flashed. He sneered at the corner of his mouth and made a talisman. The fire crow instantly turned around and waved his claws towards the blood shadow in the northwest corner.

A scream.

The bloody shadow staggered.

Tian Chanzi's figure was revealed.

Tian Chanzi was quick to see the fire crow attack again. Although unwillingness flashed across his face, he still waved the white handkerchief and said:

"I give up!"

Words come out of the mouth.

It shows that the managers of the Colosseum have high expectations for him.

However, Cui Mingyue seemed not to hear it. With a fierce seal, the fire crow waved its claws one after another, turning into thousands of phantoms, surrounding Tian Chanzi from all directions, and it looked like it was bound to tear Tian Chanzi into pieces.

A critical moment.

Magic circles surged around the arena.

Bang!

A barrier fell in front of Tianchanzi.

Fire Crow's attack landed on the barrier, only making the white barrier tremble slightly.

Cui Mingyue snorted unwillingly.

At the Colosseum.

The white-robed steward appeared and glanced at Cui Mingyue. Cui Mingyue then put away the talisman.

Cui Mingyue was just annoyed for a while.

Then he smiled.

He had heard about the Colosseum in Qingyang County for a long time, so he came prepared this time. He specially rented a lot of yuan stones, collected a hundred thousand yuan, and put it on himself at once. The backhand is two hundred thousand yuan stones.

You are not at a loss either:

"It's a pity that I can't play twice in one month."

Warriors cannot participate in consecutive battles.

You can only compete once in a month. This is the rule of the Colosseum.

What should be prevented is Cui Mingyue, who is obviously here to make money. After all, if Cui Mingyue participates in the next battle, everyone in the Colosseum will choose to bet on him. Once Cui Mingyue wins the game, Then they will lose blood in the Colosseum.

In the audience.

Pi Xiu bet on Tian Chanzi, and lost a thousand Yuanshi, cursing a little. Around him, almost half of the warriors bet on Tian Chanzi to win, after all, the opponent had a high chance of winning, and never expected a Fu Master to appear halfway!

Pi Xiu muttered:

"Brother, you are still smart."

At this time.

The white-robed manager in the field waved his hand.

The ground rumbled loudly, and the concentration of water vapor around suddenly increased a lot. Then, an old man who was only five or six years old child slowly rose from the lifting platform and appeared in front of everyone. The old man's beard was all white, and his exposed skin was as wrinkled as a thousand-year-old demon.

A pair of eyes as big as mung beans.

It turned flexibly and scanned the audience seats on the field.

Fu Shaoping was stunned for a moment:

"What bloodline does this orc have?"

"It is estimated that he is from a branch of the Black Turtle Clan. It seems that the bloodline has become very weak. The orc who appeared this time is even worse than the last Tian Chanzi! I just don't know who will take the challenge."

Pi Xiu was very excited.

The white-robed steward floating in the air said loudly:

"Next round, Tian Xuangui, the winning rate is 5 to 10, is there anyone willing to leave?"

"Me!"

Before the voice fell.

But in the audience.

A black-robed man flashed and entered the Colosseum.

The long robe on the black-robed man's head was lifted. A scarred face was revealed.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise:

"This is the Desperate Thirteen Tombs, he appears again!"

The audience was boiling all of a sudden.

Without waiting for the white-robed steward to tell them.

One by one, they couldn't wait to start betting, and almost all of them bet on the Desperate Thirteen Tombs.

Pi Xiu, who was standing by, also bet all his remaining 10,000 Yuan stones on the Desperate Thirteen Tombs without hesitation. Fu Shaoping frowned and said:

"Pi Xiu, is this Desperate Thirteen Tombs very powerful?"

"Of course, the Desperate Thirteen Tombs is a legend in the Colosseum. He began to appear in the Colosseum a year ago. Since then, he has come once every month. The specific date is uncertain, but almost every game he plays ends with victory."

Pi Xiu looked at the Desperate Thirteen Tombs in the arena excitedly.

He urged:

"Brother, how many Yuan stones do you have? Hurry up and bet all of them. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet the Desperate Thirteen Tombs. Even many warriors in the arena wait for his appearance and stay in the Colosseum for a whole month."

The winning rate is so high.

The Colosseum must be losing a lot.

Fu Shaoping was slightly tempted, but before placing the bet, he only had one chance, so for the sake of caution, he still used the second fate attribute.

Silently thinking in his heart:

"May the ancestors bless me, who is the winner of this competition?"

The treasure mirror trembled slightly.

Then.

A ray of red light flashed.

"This is."

The red light represents the Colosseum.

That is to say.

The undefeated Thirteen Tombs will lose this game.

Fu Shaoping said:

"Pi Xiu, do you know how the Thirteen Tombs of Desperate Cultivation is?"

"I heard that a year ago, when he appeared in the public eye, he was already perfect in the Earth Yuan Realm. The reason why he has not broken through for a long time is that everyone speculates that he is mostly trying to accumulate enough Yuanshi to purchase Tiangang Qi. This Thirteen Tombs of Desperate Cultivation obviously wants to gather the Tiangang Qi required for the Tianyuan Realm in one go."

"It is said that the Yuanshi he won in the Colosseum has reached one million!"

One million low-grade Yuanshi? !

Fu Shaoping was so surprised that his mouth opened slightly.

This is an astronomical amount. I am afraid that once the other party appears, he will become the target of those robbery cultivators who specialize in killing people for treasures.

And

If the other party bets one million lower-grade Yuanshi this time, if he wins, wouldn't it be doubled to two million lower-grade Yuanshi? Add to that the thousands of warriors in the audience betting on him. If Desperate Thirteen Tombs wins this time, the Colosseum will probably lose everything.

Fu Shaoping glanced at the white-robed manager.

But he saw that the other party's face was not panicked at all, and he was expressionless as always.

Fu Shaoping weighed it in his heart.

He made a decision in his heart.

He turned to the front desk of the Colosseum, slapped his storage bag, and dozens of boxes fell on the counter. Fu Shaoping said:

"Please help me add 40,000 lower-grade Yuanshi bets."

Due to the appearance of Desperate Thirteen Tombs.

People who asked to add bets came one after another.

And the number was not small.

Although Fu Shaoping's 40,000 lower-grade Yuanshi were a lot, they were not very conspicuous.

After the waiter at the counter counted the number of Yuanshi of Fu Shaoping, he took out a seal and stamped it on Fu Shaoping's token. The number on the token rose rapidly and finally settled at 40,000 Yuanshi.

When Fu Shaoping turned around from the front desk, he happened to meet Cui Mingyue.

Cui Mingyue also came to increase the bet.

When Fu Shaoping returned to his position, Pi Xiu couldn't wait to say:

"Brother, how much did you buy?"

"If you still have some Yuanshi left, you might as well bet some on Tianxuan Gui. Everything is possible. This desperate Thirteen Tombs is not a god. It is impossible for him to win every game."

Pi Xiu has been following him since he joined the Zhenwu Division.

Fu Shaoping still gave a warning.

Hearing this, Pi Xiu frowned. Everyone present thought that the desperate Thirteen Tombs would win, but the eldest brother asked him to buy Tianxuan Gui. Did he find any clues? Pi Xiu struggled for a while and said:

"Brother, then I will add some bets."

The deposit he put on the token has been bet on the Thirteen Tombs of Desperate. When he arrived at the front desk, he pawned part of his belongings, hesitated for a while, and finally bet 12,000 yuan stones on Tianxuan Gui.

Selfish.

He thought that the Thirteen Tombs of Desperate had a greater chance of winning.

But the eldest brother had spoken.

Naturally, he would not be aimless.

So the last 12,000 yuan stones was the most he could take out.

If Tianxuan Gui won.

Then the 2,000 yuan stones he lost would be recovered. This time he would not lose or win in the Colosseum. If the Thirteen Tombs of Desperate won, he would only lose 2,000 yuan stones.

When he returned to his seat.

Fu Shaoping's hand hidden in his sleeve pinched a spell on the token, and all 40,000 yuan stones were bet on Tianxuan Gui.

Although it was the treasure mirror that gave the instructions.

But he was still a little nervous:

"This is all my wealth, don't make any mistakes!"

If the bet is right.

Then he had a way to raise 100,000 yuan of stones to purchase the Yin Sha Qi.

Lost.

That would be difficult.

Half a cup of tea passed, everyone placed their bets, and the array light curtain rose again in the Colosseum.

Accompanied by the sound of drums.

The white-robed steward said loudly:

"The game begins!"

As soon as the voice fell.

But the desperate Thirteen Tombs moved immediately. He waved his sleeves, and eight Xuantian ropes whistled out, and they surrounded Tianxuan Gui in the field as fast as lightning. The eight Xuantian ropes, each of which was almost comparable to a third-level magic weapon, were fired at the same time, and even a Tianyuan realm strongman had to temporarily avoid the edge.

The people in the audience smiled.

I think this bet is obviously right. The desperate thirteen tombs did not disappoint. The last time it appeared, it was still six Xuantian ropes that defeated the opponent. Now it has eight ropes, and the winner is decided.

Snap, snap, snap!

The Xuantian ropes arrived in an instant.

Tian Xuangui in the field wailed, and a black light flashed on his body. He turned into a turtle shell, and then the whole person shrank inside the turtle shell and did not move.

The Xuantian rope fell on the turtle shell.

It only made a snapping sound, but the turtle shell was not damaged at all.

The people in the audience were stunned.

Then they laughed:

"No wonder he is called Tian Xuangui, he is a turtle!"

He only knew how to dodge when the battle started.

It means that the opponent has no chance of winning.

The tense expression of the desperate thirteen tombs also relaxed a lot.

The spell changed.

Xuantian Suo whipped the black tortoise quickly and urgently for about half a cup of tea, but there was no mark left on the tortoise shell.

"What's going on?"

Everyone present began to feel uneasy.

Someone began to shout:

"Manager, let Tianxuan Gui move, is he beaten to death under the tortoise shell by Xuantian Suo?"

The white-robed manager ignored it.

If Tianxuan Gui was dead.

The desperate thirteen tombs present would not continue to attack.

The desperate thirteen tombs obviously realized something.

The opponent obviously wanted to hide under the tortoise shell and exhaust his vitality before attacking:

"Don't even think about it!"

"I'll see how long you can hide."