Chapter 230 Life and Death
As soon as the master of ceremonies's words fell, the distinguished guests immediately lowered their heads and seemed to enter some data on the 'tablet' on the armrest of the seat.
Although Mo Yan came to this 'cruel arena' for the first time, he just knew the rules, silently glanced at the information on the tablet, and then suddenly smiled gently and said, "Bullet, who do you think 'Pigaro' and 'Yuli' can win this deadly battle?"
The bullet shook his head gently, and his tone was very bitter: "Whether it is Picasso or Yuli, they are all masters of physical strength and softness, and their records are extremely close. It is still unknown who will win or lose before the battle of life and death begins."
The grass grassfly suddenly snorted, and his tone seemed to be a little disdainful: "What unknown? Isn't it clear if you look at the odds? Picasso's odds are 1:1.2, while Yuri's odds are 1:2. You know with your buttocks that Picasso's odds are undoubtedly three points bigger. Wood, do you think what I said is right?
The wood pondered once and looked at the grass grass grass, but the words were simple: "No."
The grass grassfly stared and was about to say something, but the doctor next to him suddenly said, "If it were so simple, the underground city would have closed down long ago. Don't you look at the data of Picasso and Yuri? Although Picasso's odds are low, it doesn't mean that this guy will win. Because Yuli once killed his opponent who was three points stronger than him in the life-and-death battle, and because of the decisive battle in the battlefield of Huangsha, Yuli undoubtedly took the advantage of the field.
Until the end, the 'doctor' did not forget to make fun of the 'grassfly' and said slowly, "Only you who think with your buttocks can come to such a conclusion."
Seeing the 'grassfly' almost on the spot, Mo Yan just smiled and said, "Well, the 'doctor' guy is just joking. Don't be too serious. Indeed, at the beginning, my idea was the same as that of the 'doctor'. Yuri was very likely to win the decisive battle here. However, after careful observation, I always felt that the guy 'Pigaro' was not as simple as I thought and seemed to hide something.
"Boss, what do you mean..." The bullet frowned, and there seemed to be an affirmation in his doubtful tone.
"Yes, I bet that Picasso will win this life-and-death battle!" Mo Yan smiled and said, "Since the event comes, you can't go back empty-handed. Now I'm also going to try my knife to see if my vision is accurate."
While talking, Mo Yan lightly entered a series of information on the tablet, and then bet 100 million power coins on Picasso on the Internet.
In this cruel arena, the minimum betting amount is also 50 million power coins. Otherwise, you can only watch the performance in the audience. No matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with you.
After all, the daily maintenance funds in the cruel arena are already astronomical. If ordinary cats and dogs can bet here without any lower limit, how can they make a living?
After Mo Yan confirmed the payment, the communication watch immediately sent the relevant information of 'Huaxia Alliance Bank'. At this moment, what Mo Yan needs to do is to quietly wait for the opening of the 'life-and-death battle'.
Although 100 million power coins are also very important to Mo Yan, it will undoubtedly be a pain if he loses. It's just that Mo Yan can only let go in order to raise the limit of his capital in a short time. Because if you bet in the cruel arena, you can not only get a small number of points, but also win power coins!
The most important thing is that Mo Yan believes in his unique vision!
After waiting for a moment, the master of ceremonies who stepped on the floating element stone finally shouted: "Five minutes have passed, and the distinguished guests who have time to bet in the future can only wait for the next life-and-death battle to start, seize the time to bet! Now, I hereby announce that the first life-and-death battle between the powers has officially begun!!"
As soon as the words fell, the rings on Yuli and Picasso's necks, wrists and ankles suddenly fell off. Then the two masters seemed to shuttle through time and space, flashing away, just a few breaths, and the two sides had collided.
Boom!
Yellow sand rushes to the sky!!
The yellow sand, like a column of water rising in the fountain, keeps soaring and going straight into the air!
"It's useless, Picasso, give up resistance. On this battlefield full of yellow sand, you are not my opponent at all. Let's die!" In the yellow sand flying all over the sky, a dark green light suddenly condensed in Yuri's fingertips, shooting out a dense rain of needles, piercing the sand, piercing the dust, and killing directly towards Picasso.
This silver needle is as hard as steel, covered with a crystal green glow, as sharp as a sharp sword, but a needle, which is enough to kill the calf-like evil senior fierce beast. It is extremely domineering and horrible.
It turns out that Yuli's power is the 'cacti' in the flora. Although the destructive power is not terrible, this land is full of yellow sand, like a large desert-like field, but it is like a tiger adding wings!
It must be known that cactus is almost the most tenacious creature in the plant system. No matter how hot the weather is, it is impossible to die in a short time.
In this cruel arena, although guests can't feel the hot temperature released by the virtual sky, Mo Yan can clearly see around the yellow sand at this moment under the capture of Violet's eyes. The air has gradually risen by the bright sun in the sky, as if squeezed Just like the water that does everything, it takes away all the vitality.
With the fast battle type master of 'Pigaro', there is no doubt that fighting here is half the result. When the power is released, the output of the soul power is not only three points more, but the effect is not as horrible as before.
"Hmm! Yuri, do you think such a move can kill me? It's impossible to look at me too little. Break it! Steel God Soldier!" The murderous intention in Picasso's eyes gradually became dense, and he suddenly chopped out a hand knife. Suddenly, under the influence of the strong wind, the air actually formed a thin cicada wing, but the whole body was gray and deep sharp blade, rushing into the needle rain like a rainbow and making crazy destruction.
In the splash of countless sparks, the gray-brown blade had split a large amount of needle rain and went directly towards Yuri. At the same time, Picasso's figure flashed, which had cleverly dodged the remaining needle and rain coverage, stepped on the sand with his toes and ejected it.
hong hong hong!!
In just a few breaths, the two masters have been constantly colliding, blood is flying, and the air is even filled with a smell of meat, so that the distinguished guests in the surrounding audience can also smell it clearly.
It turns out that in this 'cruel arena', I don't know how many powers have fought a decisive battle between life and death here. Although there are special staff to clean up here every day, the remaining blood has been gradually accumulated and deeply rooted.
It can almost be said that you can grab any piece of yellow sand in the arena at will, and your hands will definitely be dyed red!
This is the residue of blood!! The remnants of blood splashed by countless powers during the life-and-death battle here!
"Picaro, you are looking for death!" Between the blood fog and the yellow sand flying, the Yuli tiger stared, the blue veins on his forehead appeared, and his muscles were tense, as if it were an arrow on the bow string, which could be shot out at any time.
During the gray steel knife slashing, Yuli suddenly rotated like a top in the yellow sand, forming a dark green tornado. Between countless sand and dust, the steel needles deliberately compressed and released, like a flying sword, shot out.
During the shooting of swords flying all over the sky, Yuri, who turned into a tornado, had already swept the sand and dust and bombarded away towards Bigar.
Although this tornado is far from the horror of the 'flame storm', it has an extremely special effect at this moment--
The twisted air around was swept by a tornado, and it lost all water in an instant. It was directly annihilated in the sun. The yellow sand on the ground suddenly sucked in Picasso like a mud!!
Yuli's ultimate killing move - 'destroy the world'!
This move 'destroying the world' was used in the cruel arena and get twice the result with half the effort. It not only has a strong wind blade and flying sword to assassinate, but also affects the surrounding air and yellow sand, making the whole space become Yuli's left hand.
"It's not good!!"
bi ga luo's face sank. At this moment, although he tried to resist constantly and broke free from the sinking yellow sand, everything was in vain. In just a few breathing hours, the area below Picaro's knee has been submerged in the yellow sand and can't move.
"It seems that you can only make a killing move! I originally planned to win 100 victories in the later life-and-death battle, just in case it was applied. However, now it can only be exposed in advance!" Picasso's eyes gradually flowed with a cold breath and roared, "Yuli! I didn't expect you to be so powerful. In this case, I'll show you the real strength of my Picasso! Kill the dragon blade, break it for me!!"
At the critical moment, Picasso's fan-like palm suddenly flowed out a gray-brown deep streamer, turning into a blade that covered the sky and the sun, cutting directly from the air.
Wow!!
The dragon-killing blade containing the "the most rigid way" and the "the soft way" instantly extinguished the thousands of flying swords. At the same time, the blade split on the dark green tornado, as if cutting tofu, and instantly separated the tornado from the two sides.
hong!! A sand and dust like an endless Milky Way rushed to the sky. From a distance, it looks like a continuous mountain range. Between the ups and downs of the sand and dust, Yuri, who had just been holding the momentum, has now been split into two halves, with a different head.
"What, Picasso still has such a horrible killing trick?! Shit, this is a big loss. I bet heavily on Yuri!"
"Damn, the odds are too high to kill people. I'm blind. I actually bet on this guy Yuri, which is killing me!"
"Haha! Beautiful! Bigaro, win the beautiful!"
"Pigaro, I will bet on you in the future. Don't let me down! ......”
At the moment when the victory was announced, some people were happy and some people were worried. Various voices came out of the audience one after another. At this moment, Picasso just looked coldly at Yuri, and then he had turned around and strode away. Under the suppression of the relevant staff of the 'Underground City', he took the initiative to take it with him. The ring containing the 'repressive element stone' disappeared into everyone's eyes.