Chapter 842 So, let's get started!

"Real is it? The twelve-winged angel put forward a bet on 2 billion guild resources..." A slightly deep voice sounded in Lv Bu's ear.

"Well, I don't know if I should promise him..." Lv Bu replied solemnly.

"What are your chances of winning against the Twelve-winged Angels? I want to hear the truth." The deep voice spoke again.

Lv Bu thought for a few times and said with a straight face: "In the words of Cao Gong, judging from the Boss level and artifact grade they used in the first two rounds, I only have a 50% winning rate..."

Cao Gong seemed to have expected this result for a long time. He smiled and said, "You didn't say that just now. Didn't you swear that you were 90% sure to beat him?"

Lv Bu smiled bitterly and said, "That's just an offensive battle..."

Cao Gong smiled and said, "Lv Bu, if I don't let you fight with the twelve-winged angels this time, I'm afraid you will hate me in the future, right?"

"This, how can this be... I..." Lv Bu was eager to defend, but was interrupted by Cao Gong: "The guild has made a bet of 2 billion yuan for you. Go and compete with him boldly! I also want to see how the strength of the twelve-winged angels has improved in the past few months.

Lv Bu looked happy and shouted, "Mr. Cao, don't worry! I won't let you down."

"That's 2 billion guild resources. How can you agree so hastily? What if the twelve-winged angel wins Lv Bu? Not long after Lv Bu left, another voice appeared.

Cao Gong said with a smile, "We have lost two games in a row, and now we have no choice. We can only fight and win. We are a glorious country. If we lose, we will refresh ourselves for three months.

"You are a typical gambling psychology... Alas, I hope Lv Bu can win."

A corner of the arena - "Oh? I came back so soon. It seems that I got the consent of your president? Zhang Mu stood up and looked at Lv Bu.

Lv Bu snorted, "Don't talk nonsense, bet, let's see the real chapter."

Just as Lv Bu turned around and was about to leave, Zhang Mu's voice penetrated into his ears: "Don't think it's great to invite the 'Hidden One'... After a while, I'll let you see my real strength, and I'll let you experience it. What is hell..."

Lv Bu's face was uncertain. He gritted his teeth and didn't say anything. He directly took people into the arena.

"Let's get in, too." Zhang Mu waved his hand, and Di Valentine, Tang Xuan, Lucky Hand and one-eyed pirates got up one after another.

The arena auditorium, which accommodated hundreds of millions of spectators, calmed down in an moment, and countless eyes were focused on Zhang Mu and his party. They know that the real finale is about to play.

No matter how big the gap between Zhang Mu's strength is and the so-called 'great hermit', in the eyes of these audiences, he has always been the legendary 'world's first master', an invincible myth.

"The good show is finally coming to the stage! I'm impatient to wait."

"Haha! Of course, China Town Twelve Wings vs Wei Shu Wu Lv Bu, these two teams are super strong! If we really fight later, it will be much more exciting than Hollywood movies!"

"Hey, do you think, which of them can win?"

"This, of course, it's a twelve-winged angel. At least he is the best master in the world."

"Not necessarily, Lv Bu's strength is super strong! Not only that, but also the three foreigners behind him, one is the Pope of the 'Inquisition' and the other is the Pope of the 'The heresy'. Their strength is unfathomable!"

"What's the use of saying this now? We won't know who is more powerful until we really start to fight.

... Just as Zhang Mu and Lv Bu entered the tunnel to pay gold coins and make bets for the third battle, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the voice was so loud that it even covered the roar of thunder in the distance.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the bright crescent moon was like a shy young woman, hiding her half-naked body in layers of dark clouds, revealing only half of her head and peeping at the land.

'Bang!' A flash of lightning suddenly cut through the night sky, and a downpour fell over the open-air arena!

Stepping on the muddy land, Zhang Mu and Lv Bu appeared on both sides of the arena at the same time.

"Woo-hoo! Whoo-hoo!"

"Twelve-winged angels! Come on!"

"Big boss! Come on!"

"Brother Lv Bu! Kill them, show them some color!"

The audience is boiling!

Cheers resound through the sky!

"Zoma, Pope, Pope, the strength of the twelve wings is extraordinary. If you have any killer mace, you'd better use it at the beginning. Don't hide it." Lv Bu lowered his voice.

The three of them nodded. They are all top figures standing on the pyramid. How can they make low-level mistakes in the face of strong enemies?

With the four golden characters of 'the beginning of the fight' appearing over the arena, it was immediately broken into powder, and the battle of the century finally began!

"Come out! "Ye Ba!"

"Heavenly Fighting God!"

"The Great Spell Master!"

"..."

Ten people summoned Boss almost at the same time.

As soon as these bosses appeared, many players who had the honor to watch Zhang Mu fight with Tang Xuan immediately became dull.

"Aa, er, er! I've seen the two bosses used by the twelve-winged angel and Casa! Just two months ago... they fought here! Shit, it turned out to be theirs!"

"Damn it, I've been wondering who is so strong? It turned out to be the boss!"

"These Bosses... What a fucking pervert!"

"..."

"..."

"So it is... exactly the same as I guess, Jie Ba is indeed the Boss of the Twelve-winged Angel..." Lv Bu said gloomily.

"It's worthy of being the elite, the master among the masters... Among the five bosses, there is one five grades, three four grades, and one three grades." Zhang Mu ignored the shouts around him, but locked his eyes on Lv Bu's team.

Zhang Mu: Jie eight, four grades, 600,000 units.

Tang Xuan: Tiandou God, four grades, 500,000 units.

Di Valen: Dafeng Cursor, four grades, 450,000 units.

Lucky hand: gluttonous tree, four products, 500,000 units.

One-eyed pirate: one-eyed dragon, four grades, 700,000 units.

Zhuoma: Ancient pterosaur, five grades, 700,000 units.

Lv Bu: God of War Lu Bu, four grades, 500,000 units.

São Paulo I: Archer, four grades, 400,000 units.

Tels: Seal the Sword Emperor, four grades, 600,000 units.

Sima Yi: Flame Devil, three products, 400,000 units.

"China Wing, it's up to you to be the commander. How to fight?" De Valen looked over.

"Don't move for a while, just stand and watch the play. Let me give them a chance..." Zhang Mu licked his tongue.

"Are you alone?" Tang Xuan was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Mu laughed and said, "Yes, I'm alone, that's enough..."

(to be continued)