Dungeon era

Chapter 38 Gambling

Returning to the place where he and others rested, Han Ping rarely went out with his parents, but sat down cross-legged and recovered. The battle with Li Yongqiang seemed easy, but he and Li Yongqiang knew the price inside. He also suffered some minor internal injuries, so now he needs to restore his state to Peak, otherwise if tomorrow's opponent loses because of his poor state, then he has no place to cry.

The next day, without the windy appearance as before, four geniuses, Han Ping, Yang Lin, Hong Yan and Ziyan, walked over and applause both in the stands and in mid-air, and the screams spread around like waves.

The first thing started was the drawing of lots, which seemed to be God's arrangement. Hong Yan and Han Ping missed it, Han Ping and Yang Lin staggered, and the order of the game was completely out.

The first scene: Han Ping vs. Ziyan.

The second scene: Yang Lin vs. Hong Yan.

Although Ziyan's strength is strong, it is actually not as strong as Shura and Li Yongqiang. For Han Ping, it is not very difficult.

However, the lion and rabbit still use all their strength, not to mention how much Ziyan is stronger than the rabbit. After about three or four minutes, Ziyan, who has been unable to attack for a long time, took the initiative to admit defeat. He also knew that he was not Han Ping's opponent, so he might as well take a closer look at the next game.

The match between Yang Lin and Hong Yan was undoubtedly much more exciting.

In the face of Hong Yan, whose strength seemed to have no bottom line, Yang Lin did not dare to be careless at all. He directly used the secret technique, and the hundred-foot figure appeared behind him again.

Xuanqing danced with a long gun and a wave of thunder appeared. It seems that Han Ping played the tactic of winning Zilei last time.

Although the thunder wave is vast and boundless, its power is very limited. Hong Yan's knife was cut from the middle, and the thunder wave was cut off from the middle, and then his figure rose from the ground, facing Yang Lin thousands of meters away.

With their eyes facing each other, the thunder and black light burst out at the same time and collided, causing the thunder tide to set off waves and rage towards the whole site.

The two stood on the tide. Before they started, the huge momentum raised the thunder tide. The thunder pillars stood up the sky and could not go down for a long time. The fighting spirit and momentum kept collided, the air condensed, and the thunder tide was forced several meters.

Yang Lin moved, moving like a wind, and the potential was amazing. The thunder tide extended infinitely from his feet, and each step was countless distances, but he came to Hong Yan in an instant.

The black light in Hong Yan's eyes covered his eyes and covered the essence of the light in it. The knife pointed straight to the sky, but it was actually a preemptive. A dark magic gas turned into a knife-shaped, from the bottom to the top, straight to Yang Lin.

The long gun roared angrily, waved down, and the body fell down, directly smashing the magic blade, and the momentum did not decrease at all. Before the person arrived, the momentum set off a surge of thunder.

Looking at Yang Lin coming towards him, Hong Yan's eyes, which were covered by black light, finally had a glimmer of light, and his figure flashed. He wanted to touch Yang Lin, but there was no change at all.

Looking at his feet, countless thunder snakes and electric dragons were born on the thunder tide, which wrapped his feet hard and could not move for a moment.

The excited light flashed in his eyes. Yang Lin's momentum suddenly rose, and his speed was nearly twice as fast. He fell from the sky and rubbed against the air, causing countless sparks. It was Hong Yan's move to defeat Shura.

The expression was a little surprised. An evil look appeared in Hong Yan's eyes, and a strong dark magic spirit emerged from itself. In the magic gas, black light emerged and shot on the thunder tide. Suddenly, purple thunder turned into black thunder, and a ferocious and gloomy breath came from the black thunder. It came out, and the thunder that was originally wrapped around Hong Yan actually surged up and shot straight at Yang Lin.

More than that, a few feet of magic shadow appeared behind Hong Yan, and bloodthirsty red light flashed in the virtual shadow's eyes. The magic air appeared on the Tai knife, and it was cut again. A dark blade cut through the sky and went straight to Yang Lin.

Surprise flashed in his eyes. It was the first time that Yang Lin encountered a method of turning himself into a black thunder for himself, but his face was not messy at all. Although these attacks were many and powerful, they could not affect his performance, or even the rhythm of the battle.

Press down with your right hand, and the virtual shadow behind you press directly on the thunder tide that has changed to black through the thunderlight. "Tear" a few soft sounds, the black thunder tide, feel the power of the virtual shadow, and actually transformed back, looking strange.

The attack has been formed, and it is useless even if Yang Lin transforms the thunder back. In the face of the dense attack, the Xuanqing long gun in Yang Lin's hand waved out one after another, and a series of shocking purple air surged out and went towards Hong Yan's attack.

There is a water ball in his hand, and the purple thunder is entangled on it, which is even more violent and ferocious.

The purple thunder extends infinitely along the water vapor and wants to touch the black blade directly. During the collision, the thunder tide was constantly surging, and the waves were higher than one by one.

The red light in the eyes is covered with black fog, and the red light in the eyes is getting brighter and brighter, which is a feeling of excitement.

Tai Dao raised high, half of the dark shadows hanging in the air, and the whole sky was gloomy. Except for the purple thunder tide, you can see a little light in other places. However, except for the people on the stands, most of them are strong people, so the darkness has no effect on them.

The sky was completely dark, and hundreds of feet of magic shadow stood upright and pinched at Yang Lin. The sound was huge and the action was shocking.

As a person who felt the shadow, Yang Lin knew how terrible this blow was. The space around him seemed to be stagnant, and even his usual actions became difficult.

The color of perseverance flashed in his eyes, and the virtual shadow behind him stepped forward and melted into Yang Lin's body. The thunder tide under his feet boiled up, like a river into the sea, rushing towards Yang Lin's body and becoming one.

The body burned with purple flames from thunder, and the shadow of thunder between the eyebrows flashed one after another, and the thunder of destruction shot out from the eyebrows, mixed with incomparable power and went to Hongyan.

Not to mention that, Yang Lin, who was surrounded by thunder and burning, released a tyrannical breath from the air to the surroundings. The ground trembled because of this breath, and the darkness in the sky was reduced by nearly half.

The cultivation has also increased to three times. Xuanqing's long gun stabbed down sharply. It seemed simple, but it contained all the power of Yang Lin. A fierce and majestic breath came out. At the tip of the long gun, purple thunder suddenly flashed, and the sound was like ten thousand birds, and the momentum was like nine night clouds moving, and the shadow of a hundred-foot thunder gun was straight. Insert the flood and go away.

The red light in the eyes was first slightly dim, and then suddenly lit up, which was a crazy color.

The shadow behind separated countless light balls and landed around, and the strange light shone, and the rest of the shadows were attached to the body to protect Hong Yan's safety.

As soon as the shadow of the huge long gun entered the place where the light was, the power was weakened by 30%, but it was still magnificent and straight down.

The right hand stretched forward, the five fingers were separated, and the shadow of the long gun was pinched. Suddenly, the void became a sensation. Those hexagonal or four-cornered arrays with strange light flashed crazily, and even broken one after another. A beast shadow of nearly a thousand feet came out of thin air and hit the shadow of the long gun. Looking at the appearance of the giant beast, it turned out to be Kun.

The giant Kun's whole body was dark, and the magic flames were so strong that it hit the long gun. A loud explosion sounded in the void. Although the long gun was not as big as Kun's body, it was not weak at all and was actually deadlocked in the air.

Yang Lin smiled bitterly. Although he still has strength now, he is obviously not as much as Hong Yan's remaining, so he is basically determined to lose.

Sure enough, before the idea flashed in his mind, his shadow slowly appeared, and a knife was mounted on his neck.

"I lost", although I was a little disappointed, Yang Lin was not a person who could not afford to lose, so he directly admitted defeat.

"Hong Yansheng, the next competition will be held in three or four places. Please prepare for Han Ping and Hong Yan's two geniuses. Tomorrow is the real finals." Excite in the eyes of the emperor level, and the first and second are generated among human beings. This is really great.

No one noticed. In fact, after the referee announced that after the game, Hong Yan's face turned pale, but human beings immersed in all kinds of excitement did not notice it. In an instant, the original color was restored. It seems that the game with Yang Lin was also difficult for him.

The next game was the match between Ziyan and Yang Lin, which was held in the afternoon to give the two people time to recover. The final result was naturally Yang Lin's victory, which caused the scream of countless girls in the stands.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Han Ping sat in his tent and adjusted his state. The tent was lifted, and a group of people from Yang Lin came in. Their game was over, so now there seems to be nothing to do but practice.

"Xiaoping, get up. There is a lot of time at night, which is not bad," Yang Lin said softly.

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Yang Lin, Li Yongqiang, Wang Lin, Qu Ping, Song Tao, and of course a Kirin fire, Han Ping said helplessly:

"What's the matter? You don't have a game. Naturally, you don't have to do this, but I still have a game."

"You're showing off your power to us, aren't you?"

"No, that's a thing."

"Why are you complaining?"

"No, Brother Yang, what's going on? Now you can say it."

"Do you want to make money quickly?" Yang Lin looked mysterious.

"Think, who doesn't want this?" Looking at Yang Lin like a fool, isn't this nonsense?

"Now there is a bet, which is the bet of the champion of the final competition. By the way, you are a little sure about that Hong Yan, otherwise we may decide whether to buy you or not to win." Yang Lin's eyes flashed with a drunkenness, but a trace of clarity has never faded.

Han Ping thought about it and said to them...

(Chapter 1, everyone, can you collect it)