Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The last major illness was also eliminated. Gao Yangyu's mood became particularly good. “Count how many intermediate spirit stones this time. ”

A moment later, an elderly man held a stack of materials and said: "These four men were pressed against a total of 20 million intermediate spirit stones, all of which stopped 50 consecutive wins, meaning that the wagerers could not get any money. ”

If a betting player wins 50 consecutive games, the bettor will get a 50% chance, and every 10 consecutive games after that, the odds will double.

Sixty is double the odds, seventy is double the odds, eighty is four, and a hundred is sixteen times the odds.

The odds look very tempting, unfortunately, if you stop 50 consecutive wins, you won't get a penny, you lose money.

Moreover, this time under the skilful propaganda of Gao Yangyu, this battle was also the first round of candidates for the ancient tower, which led to the wagering amount soaring.

After this battle, not knowing how many martial arts fighters, they will all be impoverished and will start over.

Goyang Wooden suddenly remembered something: “What is Xiao Chen's bet? ”

Several people looked down in the table and said, "Hey, how did it get to two million? ”

Gao Yangyu's complexion slightly changed, "This kid, didn't we refrigerate, how can there be two million more bets? ”

Several people took a closer look: “Yes, yesterday and the day before yesterday there were only a million bets, which should be in the normal range, after all he was also a winner in a row. But there's a million more today, and something's wrong. ”

Gao Yangyu sneered: “Looks like someone is trying to play a gamble. It's just a shame that the person you chose is wrong. ”

“Is it okay to deal with the boy with the white old man? Now he wins the streak alone. ”

Gao Yangyu faintly said: “Bai Lao is 150 years old, beneath all his strength, even I feel difficult, even if Bai Lao can't get past, to spread the cloud, Mo Yang, there is one more appearance, do you think this kid will have a chance? ”

Above the observation deck, Xiao Chen's left arm blew up two holes at the same time when everyone's eyes were focused on Ma Xinya.

The Qi of the two green dragons slowly wandered over the arm and slowly penetrated into the skin.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes slightly, revealing a faint feeling of joy on his face. “There is still a line to go, and the fourth trick of Heaven's Meditation is about to become big. ”

“After today's great war, it seems certain that it will succeed, just wondering if Gao Yangyu will give me this opportunity. ”

Soon it was his turn to appear. Xiao Chen thought about it. He did not continue to practice. He got up and walked to the front of the observation stand to fight in the gallery.

Fighting on the battlefield is Wooden Heart Ya, using two Yuanyang knives, the strength of the challenge on the battlefield is stronger than a day.

By today, the strength of the challengers is practically no different than that of the places present, after all, some middle-aged fighters.

Excellent but not yet fully grown, all over the place, plus the strength of the competitors is almost there.

Every battle is so hard to fight, you have to do everything in your power to win.

Even as strong as a wooden heart, the victory was extremely difficult, and several rounds of leveling emerged.

At the end of the eighteen fights, Mu Xinya came down from the field somewhat tired and took over 4,000 intermediate spirit stones from the old man in the grey robe.

At the end of her streak, her previous streak could not accumulate, and only fifteen victories were won today.

Xiao Chen nodded softly, Mu Xinya returned to Jiangzi Ink, and Pei Shaoxuan, who had recovered a little hurt, smiled bitterly: “These sixty consecutive victories are not easy to obtain, and now the last hope is gone. ”

Jiang Zimo smiled faintly: “And Xiao Chen's winning streak is not over, maybe he will have hope. ”

Pei Shaoxuan chuckled: “He can't even beat the wind and sorrow. ”

Others have also said that if Xiao Chen is not looked after, Yunping's words, as usual, are even more depressing.

“Just like him, he is beaten to death every day to live, and he can still win a streak today. It's a joke, Eko Mo, you look a little too bad. ”

Xiao Chen turned back and swept his eyes over several people who were less comfortable talking to him. Finally, his gaze fell on Yunping.

He has always been immersed in practice, but there is always a consciousness to observe the surrounding environment, guaranteeing a quick first strike back when someone interrupts his practice.

The numbers of these people are in front of him, and they have been ridiculed continuously for several days, like flies, and there will be a little impatience on the part of those who have a good temper.

Yunping lost 17 times in a row today, and suffered a lot of sword injuries, and may not be able to recover tomorrow.

In a very bad mood, he sensed Xiao Chen's eyes and said angrily: “What are you looking at? What do you want to do? You can't even say a word, anything! ”

Annoying!

Xiao Chen eyebrow slightly wrinkled, feet on the ground, body flashed, came directly to Yunping.

Pā!

Yunping hasn't reacted yet, Xiao Chen slapped him directly in the face, his voice was crisp, making everyone stand still for one.

“You dare hit me, you...”

His face was slapped and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, most importantly in front of everyone.

This slap was to make him lose face and sweep the floor completely, saying that he didn't hit anyone in the face, but Xiao Chen didn't seem to have so many worries at all.

kā cā!

With his right hand over the handle of the sword, Yunping Killer revealed, he was about to cut his sword toward Xiao Chen.

Pā!

Xiao Chen did not give him a chance to make a sword. He slapped him in the back of the hand over his left face and directly flew Yunping's whole person.

On the observation deck, the silence was immense, so many people opened their mouths in amazement, and some looked at Xiao Chen unbelievably.

As if it was the first time I had met this guy, Xiao Chen, at this moment, was extremely cold, restrained in killing gas, but not externally, but made everyone feel chilly.

The day of peace, the calm and calm Xiao Chen, compares perfectly with the two of us.

Ah!

The scream sounded and Xiao Chen kicked directly over Yunping's chest. The place happened to be the sword wound he suffered today.

The injury to the gut had just healed so slightly that Xiao Chen kicked it up.

Injury and severe pain are minor things, the injury is aggravated, and his next two days of competition are over.

In other words, this first round of candidates, Yunping, is totally disqualified.

This guy's foot must have been deliberate. Several people in the field have relatives in their hearts and minds who want to do it. It's not normal to do it.

If you don't, you don't even deserve to be a candidate.

Several people who had laughed at Xiao Chen from time to time on weekdays hurried back and hid in the corner, avoiding Xiao Chen's sight.

Xiao Soft looked at Yunping, desperate and painful, and grunted coldly: "You deserve it, see if this guy dares to be slutty. ”

Seeing this situation, Ding Feng did not feel surprised, he never thought Xiao Chen was a person who played cards according to common sense and had any concerns.

Otherwise, Kim Wuxi's identity would not have been known on that day, and he would have done so without mercy.

Constrained, doesn't mean no sharp, no temperament, doesn't mean good temperament, this is Xiao Chen.

In the heart of the position knife, this flash cannot be diminished, the arrogant bone cannot be broken, trying to condense the qi into knife intent, how can others be allowed to insult.

Ding Feng retracted his gaze, not thinking too much, but at the bottom of his heart Xiao Chen's position, pulled up a little again.

Like Jiang Zimo, he is one of the biggest competitors out of 20 places in this competition.

Pei Shaoxuan saw this scene, but his back was slightly cooled. Somehow he felt a chill.

Thinking that his wound was just right, he summoned a spiritual beast, felt unsafe and summoned a spiritual beast, and then walked to the corner to start healing the wound carefully.

After doing all this, Xiao Chen ignored the floor, muttered Yunping and put his eyes back on the battlefield.

This man has been abandoned and cannot enter the Ancient Tower of Desolation, and will never pose a danger to him.

As long as he stays strong, the sect behind Yunping will never offend himself for a second-class genius.

Even if he did, he still had two tokens available, and Xiao Chen had no worries about Yunping.

Xiao Chen was so noisy, the atmosphere on the scene seemed strange, there was some lively discussion, and it stopped completely, as if he was a little afraid of Xiao Chen.

Half a sound later, the voice of the old man in the grey robe rang, "One hundred and twenty-five, ready to go. ”

Xiao Chen jumped softly and people landed on the battlefield. When he left, many people on the field did not know why and were relieved.

It's like pressing a rock on the bottom of your heart and loosening it down.