Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The last big affliction was also removed. Gao Yangyu’s mood became extraordinarily good. He smiled and said: “Statistics, how many intermediate spirits have been won in this fight.”

A moment later, an old man took a stack of information and said: "These four people have pressed a total of 20 million intermediate spirit stones, all of which have stopped 50 games in a row, that is, the bet person will not take a penny. To."

If the bet player wins 50 consecutive victories, the bettor will receive a 50% odds. After every 10 consecutive games, the odds will double.

Sixty games are double the odds, seventy games are twice the odds, eighty games are four times the odds, and one hundred games is sixteen times the odds.

The odds look tempting, but unfortunately if you stop 50 games in a row, you can't get a penny, and you lose money.

And this time, under the ingenious propaganda of Gao Yangyu, this fight is still the first round of candidates for the tower of the ancients, resulting in the number of bets soaring.

After the end of the fight, I don’t know how many military people are going to be poor, and they are coming back again.

Gao Yangyu paused and remembered what he said: "What is the amount of the betting of Xiao Chen?"

Several people looked down at the information on the table and said, "Hey, how come to two million."

Gao Yangyu's face changed slightly, saying: "This kid, are we not refrigerated? How can there be two million bets?"

A few people carefully looked at it: "Found, there was only one million bets yesterday and the day before yesterday. It should be the normal range. After all, he is also a winning streak. But today it is one million more. It's very wrong."

Gao Yangyu smiled coldly: "It seems that some people want to come and gamble, but it is a pity that the chosen person is wrong."

"It’s okay to deal with the kid with Bai Lao. Now he has a winning streak."

Gao Yangyu faintly said: "White old is one hundred and fifty years old. Under the full force, even I feel awkward. Even if I can't get through it, I can't get through the clouds. Mo Yan, there is a number of appearances. You think this kid will have Opportunity?"

Above the stands, when everyone's eyes were concentrated on Mu Xinya's body, Xiao Chen blew two acupuncture points on his left arm.

Two green dragons, slowly swinging around the arm, and slowly infiltrating into the skin.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes slightly, his face showed a faint joy, and said: "There is still a line, and the fourth will be the most important thing."

"After today's war, it seems that it will be a big success, but I don't know if Gao Yangyu will give me this opportunity."

It’s time for him to take his own appearance. Xiao Chen thought about it. He didn’t continue to practice. He got up and went to the front of the stands to watch the battle in the field.

The battle in the field is Mu Xinya, using two knives, and the strength of the challenge on the field is stronger every day.

Today, the strength of the challenger is actually quite different from that of the local players. After all, they are all middle-aged warriors.

Although the quality of the locals is outstanding, it has not yet fully grown up, and it is almost the same as the strength of the players.

Every fight is very difficult, and if you want to win a victory, you must go all out.

Even if it is as strong as a wooden heart, it is extremely difficult to win, and there have been several draws.

At the end of the 18th game, Mu Xinya walked down from the field with some exhaustion, and took over 4,000 intermediate Lingshi from the old man of the gray robe.

Her winning streak ended, the previous winning streak could not be accumulated, and today only won 15 games and only got so much.

Xiao Chen gently nodded, Mu Xinya returned to Jiang Zimo's side, has recovered a little injury to Yan Shaoxuan, smiled bitterly: "The sixty-game winning streak is really bad to get, and now the last hope is gone."

Jiang Zimo smiled faintly: "And Xiao Chen's winning streak has not been ended, maybe he will have hope."

Yan Shaoxuan smiled and said: "He has any skill, and even the wind can not win."

Others have also said that they are not optimistic about Xiao Chen, and Yunping is as degraded as ever.

"As he did, every day he was beaten to death, and he still has a winning streak today. It’s a joke. Jiang Zimo’s eyes are too bad."

Xiao Chen turned back and looked at the people who talked more difficult to hear one by one, and finally the sight fell to Yunping.

He has always been immersed in cultivation, but he always has the knowledge to observe the surrounding environment, and he can quickly counterattack when someone disturbs his practice.

These numbers are all people in front of him. For a few days, they continue to ridicule, such as flies, people with good temper will be a little impatient.

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

The mood was extremely bad, and I was touched by Xiao Chen’s gaze. “When you look at it, what do you want to do, can you say that you can’t do anything, what!”

bother!

Xiao Chen's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the soles of the feet stepped on the ground. The figure flashed and came directly to Yunping.

Snapped!

Yunping hasn't reacted yet. Xiao Chen took a slap in the face and his voice was crisp and made everyone stunned.

"You dare to beat me, you..."

The face was slap in the face, the swollen swelling, the mouth of the mouth is a stream of blood, the most important thing is in front of everyone.

This slap is to let him lose face and completely sweep the floor, saying that hitting people does not face, but Xiao Chen seems to have no such scruples.

Rubbing!

The right hand is held on the hilt, and the cloud is murdered, and the sword will be cut toward Xiao Chen.

Snapped!

Xiao Chen did not give him the opportunity to play a sword. The backhand slaps on the left face and directly flies up the whole person.

Above the stands, the silence was incomparable, and many people opened their mouths with horror, and some incredulously looked at Xiao Chen.

As if I knew this guy for the first time, Xiao Chen at the moment was extremely cold and murderous. Although it was not released, it made everyone feel a chill.

Peace Day, the quiet and calm Xiao Chen, is completely different.

what!

The screams sounded, and Xiao Chen kicked directly on Yunping’s chest. The place was just the sword wound he suffered today.

Injury to the internal organs, just healed a little, kicked up by Xiao Chen.

Injury and injury, severe pain is a small matter, the injury is aggravated, his two days of the game will be finished.

In other words, this first round of candidates, Yun Ping is completely lost.

The guy’s foot is definitely deliberate. There are a few people in the field who are thinking about it. It’s not a normal embarrassment to start.

If you don’t shoot, even if you let me go, you won’t even qualify for the candidate after the shot.

Several people who laughed at Xiao Chen from time to time, and quickly flashed the road, each hiding in the corner, have avoided the sight of Xiao Chen.

Xiaorou looked at Yunping, who was lying on the ground, looking desperate and painful. He said coldly, "Let's take it, see if this guy dares to swear."

Seeing this situation, Dingfeng did not feel any accidents. He never thought that Xiao Chen was a card based on common sense and who had any scruples.

Otherwise, on the same day, I will not know the status of Kim’s Promise, and I will not be merciless.

Avant-garde, does not mean no edge, no temper, does not mean good temper, this is Xiao Chen.

The qi in the heart of the knife, this edge can not be reduced, the proud bones can not be broken, want to condense the gas into a knife, how can we allow others to insult.

The wind is regaining his gaze, not thinking much, but just raising the position of Xiao Chen in the bottom of my heart.

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

Yan Shaoxuan saw this scene, but the back was slightly cool, and the inexplicable felt a chill.

I thought that my injury was just right. I summoned a beast and felt that I was insured and summoned a beast. Then I went to the corner and began to heal it carefully.

After doing all this, Xiao Chen did not care to lie on the ground, and the cloud was flat, and his eyes were put back on the arena.

This person has been abolished and cannot enter the tower of the ancients, and will never cause danger to him.

As long as he has been strong, the sect behind Yunping will not offend himself for a second-class genius.

Even if he really shot him, he still has two tokens available. For Yunping, Xiao Chen has no scruples.

Xiao Chen was so troubled, the atmosphere at the scene looked strange, and some of the lively arguments had completely stopped, seemingly a little afraid of Xiao Chen.

After another half-sound, the voice of the old man in the gray robe sounded, saying: "One hundred and twenty-five, the speed is ready to appear."

Xiao Chen gently jumped, and the man fell to the arena. After he left, many people on the field didn't know why, and they felt relieved.

It is like a stone that is pressed at the bottom of my heart, and it is loose.