Chapter 189 "The bastard" must die!

"Can he see it? Or can you feel it?" The son of King Liang asked, which was a little incredible.

Yu Wen Pi shook his head, "It's impossible. The cage secret room is still far away from here. The transparent crystal is also arranged by several organs engraved with inscriptions to fully reflect the situation in the secret room. He can't see here, maybe it's just a coincidence.

King Liang waved his hand and pushed a large screen in front of the transparent crystal. The prince went to a table, turned his head and asked, "Puting the duel between 'mason' and 'magicaling' at the finale will definitely make us a lot of money. Yuwen, how are the bets of the practitioners?

Yu Wen Pixian waved to the side, waiting for Yuwen next to take two steps, respectfully presenting the inscription scroll in his palm to Yuwen Pixian, "Young master, please have a look."

In the talent test of the inscription master alliance the day before yesterday, Yu article detected that he was a teenager with nine days of Jinpeng's original talent, one of the twelve ancient holy beasts of the Golden Palace array. Yu Wen Pixian followed the meaning of his uncle Yu Culture Tiger and left him by his side.

Yu Wen Pi unfolds the scroll, on which the light flows, recording the latest betting situation. Yu Wenpi looked at it for a long time, and his smile gradually converges, but his face became solemn. He handed the scroll to Chong Jihu, the son of King Liang, "Your Highness, look at yourself."

The son sat down on a chair, waved his hand, "Tect me. I hate to talk about this kind of accounts.

Yuwen Pixian looked at the numbers on the scroll and said, "Up to now, tens of thousands of practitioners in the arena have bet more than 1.5 million bets, which is a bet on 150 million low-grade high-grade crystals. In addition to betting on other fighters, more than 950,000 notes have been concentrated on the two people alone, such as 'Butcher', 'Destroyer' and others, and..."

"Stop!" Chong Jihu, the son of the king of Liang, suddenly interrupted him, smiled at Yu Wen Pi, and continued, "Just talk about the situation of 'masonage' and 'magic refining'. You can deal with the rest by yourself."

Yu Wen Pixian said again, "Almost people think that there must be a battle between 'mop' and 'magic', and... they have great expectations that 'maphans' can live and get free."

"Pick up the main thing." The world's hands crackled crisply. Two people, how many odds do you have?

Yu Wenpi said, "In view of the results of several fighting skills in the past few days, the strength of 'the bastard' is better, so the odds of betting that the bastards win are three to one, and the odds of betting on 'magic' to win are one to three, which is an approximate number. The two people have a total of more than 950,000 bets, of which the bet that the 'mason' can finally win alive and leave the arena will reach 850,000 bets, and the 'demon refining' is about 100,000 bets.

"So much?!" The son of King Liang sat up straight, turned his head quickly, and said, "If the 'bathren' lives to the end, don't we have to lose nearly 300,000 notes, or get the more than 100,000 income of 'demon refining', and we also need to match nearly 2,000 high-grade high-grade crystals? How is this account calculated? It can be said that the strength of the 'bath bastard' is strong, and these fools will bet on him.

Yu Wenpi said with a wry smile, "The performance of 'match' is too eye-catching, which has aroused many people's sympathy for his background. Those celebrities almost pressed the crystal stone on him. They don't want to earn back much, but only want to get a home for the overflowing sympathy. "

Chong Jihu, the son of King Liang, turned his eyes and asked, "What's the situation outside the court you are responsible for?"

"Moreover, hundreds of thousands of bets on 'mally', and the momentum continues. If you don't control it, you may collapse."

"Faldown!" The son Chong Jihu sbanged down the table, stood up and stared at Yu Wen Pixian, "Open your mouth, bet against those gamblers, and play big!"

Yu Wen Pi was shocked. This scene was a little unbearable. He devoted all his attention to a battle. This was a little heartbeat that made people feel like playing. The heart was like flying. He was a little dizzy and stammered, "... Well, Your Highness... The strength of the bastard is really strong. If he kills the demon and walks the last victory, we... seems to lose a lot. My uncle... will definitely kill me!"

"The bastard must die!" The son of King Liang stared at the big screen and said fiercely. I want them to know that the Dragon and Tiger Fighting Arena is the world of my son!"

"Are you sure of this?" Yuwen Pixian is still a little worried.

"All right, go ahead." The son of King Liang waved his hand impatiently, "I have already said that you people from inscription do not understand the true meaning of martial arts."

Yu Wen Pi didn't say anything, shook his head secretly, and withdrew from the underground quiet room with Yuwen.

Chong Jihu, the son of the world, slowly walked to the front of the big screen. His eyes were like knives, as if he had penetrated into the screen. He said coldly, "I am the son of the world, the future king of Liangzhou. Whoever wants to die will die!"

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Time flies, and the life-and-death struggle between warriors and monsters has also ended one by one. Blood flowed on the arena, and the bodies lie down, which is a tragic and bloody scene. However, the practitioners of the observation platform became more and more excited. Many warriors couldn't control their hot-blooded emotions and clashed with the warriors next door, fighting into a swarm of bees, and the scene was extremely chaotic. A noble son couldn't control the hot fire and unexpectedly pushed down the busy banshee spirit. He raped on the spot, and the real and false shouts pierced people's eardrums. The scene was outrageous.

The victim is the banshee spirit. Although it is not of the human race, it is also shocking. The female priest of Yujiao sitting on the throne of Liang is a big demon from the sea of demons, which is almost equivalent to witnessing the humiliation of the same kind. She can't help trembling with anger and paleness. Liang Wang also felt embarrassed and sat for a while, and finally whispered to his warriors to see the situation.

After a while, the martial artist caught the noble son who was violent in public and knelt in front of the throne of the king of Liang. It turned out to be the son of an official in charge of etiquette under the command of the king of Liang. Although the official's father and son were born in Jiupintang, they were also not very in eye-catching characters. King Liang angrily scolded him, "The nine-class disciples have done such a vulgar and dehuman thing in public. If you don't kill them, it's not enough to vent your anger and kill them immediately!"

The warriors under his command responded, grabbed the boy and pushed him to the Yajian stand. "Ka" was cut into two sections with a knife. Blood splashed, and his head rolled down the north side to open the stage and rolled all the way to the center of the venue, causing the whole audience to shout for a while. King Liang's face did not change his color and his heart did not beat. He raised a glass of wine to talk and laugh. "Come on, drink and drink, don't let people disturb your interest."

At the end of several bloody and exciting projects, the scene was slightly calm. Many disciples of the fighting arena rushed into the center, cleaned up the corpses and washed the blood stains, and quickly cleaned up the middle ground.

Han Yue was lucky and made several bets in a row. Unexpectedly, the five thousand crystals given by Yun Zheng in the field easily doubled six or seven times. Liu Zhi kept smacking his tongue and couldn't help praising Han Yue's good character, good gambling luck and good luck. He is the best choice for his husband and children. I advise Yun Zheng to grasp it well.

If you win the money, Han Yue is naturally so happy that she can't close her mouth. Even Yunzheng feels magical, and Mengzhong is enough. It's a little magical to be confused. What a red gambling luck!

It's not early, and the most important scene in the arena will begin immediately. The martial artists in the fighting arena shouted with the sound effect of the inscription array, and the sound immediately resounded throughout the fighting arena. Tens of thousands of practitioners suddenly boiled and shouted in unison, shocking the sky.

"The bastard is going to appear." Liu Zhi was very excited and rubbed his fists and palms. He threw 500 bets on the bastard. The audience's attention to hybrids in the field also aroused Yun Zheng's interest, and their attention was focused on the center of the field.

In the finale of the fighting arena, the whole arena is no longer divided into several areas, but focuses on a fighting skill. A high platform rises in the center of the fighting arena, which is more than three feet high and 20 meters long and 20 meters long and wide, which is very spacious. An inscription array boundary was arranged around the high platform, and the warriors in the field will never die after the duel. Blocked by the surrounding boundary, the situation is difficult and you can't escape.

At this time, the cage car locked in a bastard came out of the ground and was pulled by four tall unicorns, slowly driving around the field. At the same time, the high platform is the light and shadow playback of several fights before the bastard.

According to Liu Zhi's words, this method of recording the picture of martial arts fighting skills is the great inscription handed down by the Yuwen family, which can keep the picture of the martial arts for a period of time. It is very magical and difficult to refine, so it is a secret that the Yuwen family does not pass on.

Yun Zheng took a closer look and found that this inscription is roughly the same as the living spring-Gongtu shadow secret scroll left by Han Tian, the patriarch of Shuangxi Hehuan, when he was in a cliff cave, and it is not as delicate as Han Tianduo, but it is magnificent and not bad.

The bastard won a total of six games before. Yun Zheng looked at the picture and found that he was fierce and quick to react. He almost killed the opponent's warrior with one blow, which was very clean and neat. The ice demon is different from the mainland warriors, and there is no corresponding strength level cultivation mode. Yun Zheng estimated that the strength of the hybrid should be above the four stages.

And compared with the four warriors, the hybrid is more powerful and stronger because of the blood of the ice demon in his blood. In addition, because he may still have half the blood of human monks, his reaction ability and agility are much higher than that of the ice demon with the same combat power.

Yun Zheng thought, is this the advantage of the next generation bred by mixed blood?

Liu Zhi said that the bastard is an ice demon slave resold by the warrior pioneer group. Once he enters the gate of the fighting arena, it is basically an endless end. But there is also an exception, that is, if he can win eight consecutive battles of the same strength, he will be given a freedom in the arena.

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