"The competition begins!"

As the referee's voice fell, the audience's eyes looked at the two people on the stage. Please use it to visit this site.

"You are very strong, enough to be my opponent, but if you still hide your strength, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. I'm not Xiong Lie's stupid pig!"

A kind of excitement appeared on Hongyi's cold face, which made Yi Cheng feel so familiar. He was another madman. Yi Cheng believed that this Hongyi was not bloodthirsty, but was just a sword technique that only knew how to kill people!

But at this moment, Yi Cheng would not have any mercy. He would be killed if he didn't kill anyone. This is the world of cultivation!

Both of them held the parts in their hands at this moment and stood there motionlessly. Gradually, they all closed their eyes.

Half a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour

Everyone was a little impatient, and their eyes were opened.

"What did you see?" Hongyi asked Yi Cheng.[

Yi Cheng had a hint of hesitation in his eyes and replied: "Diet!"

"I saw the moment when the blood flower overflowed, but I just didn't know if it was yours or mine!"

After Hongyi finished speaking, her wrist holding the spirit sword changed in one direction and rushed towards Yi Cheng like lightning.

Yi Cheng stood motionless, looking at the red-clothed hair getting closer and closer, and slowly closed it.

"What is this guy doing? Is he crazy?"

Almost everyone thinks so.

Ten zhang, five zhang, three zhang, one zhang

The long sword of the red-clothed man had reached Yi Cheng's eyes and was about to pierce into his eyebrows. At this time, Yi Cheng's eyes opened. The long sword shook slightly, and his body quickly turned left, passing by Hongyi.

“Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick

Yi Cheng and Hongyi's sword tips were dripping with blood. For a moment, the entire ring was extremely quiet, which was in great contrast to the noise coming from beside him.

"Da da da da!"

Hongyi took a few steps back, then pressed her abdomen with one hand and inserted the spirit sword into the ring with the other hand, supporting her body to prevent her from falling down.

"Why, why didn't you kill me!"

The wound on the blood-clothed abdomen is extremely deep, but it is staggered in the Dantian and is not in danger of life.[

"Why do we have to kill you? Do we have a grudge? I just want to win!" Yi Cheng put away his spiritual sword and said with a smile.

"You can't be hurt!"

Hongyi looked at the deep sword marks on the right side of Yi Cheng's neck, and blood was still oozing out, and asked afterwards.

Yi Cheng did not answer, but said to the referee: "Did I win?"

The referee also came back from his shock and quickly announced: "Yi Cheng won, ninety-nine consecutive victories!"

Hongyi did not get Yi Cheng's answer, took a pill from the storage ring and took it, then stood up and said to Yi Cheng: "My name is Leng Fei, I owe you a life, I will pay it back!"

After Leng Fei finished speaking, he didn't wait for Yi Cheng to answer, and got off the arena after getting his identity token and walked out without looking back.

"Win, win, really win, hahahahahaha, we win, I'll make a comeback!" The monk who suppressed Yi Cheng for two million laughed happily.

Because Qian Duoduo and Zhou Ming were betting alone, it did not affect their odds.

Yi Cheng's bets are only a little over 100 million, except Qian Duoduo and the others, but the ones who are red-clothed have more than 30 billion, which is a full thirty times odds. In this moment, he transferred 60 million. He lost before and almost won 50 million. For a casual cultivator in the early stage of the fusion, this is definitely a huge sum of money.

"I really won. I won 30 million, but why did I only weigh one million? If I pressed more, it would be hundreds of millions now, hey!"

There is no medicine for regret in the world. At this time, the one who regrets the most is not the monk who only weighs one million, but the pale face of Zhou Ming and Liu Tianhong in the private room.

"Hahahahahahahaha, it's so fucking good today. Get out of here, can you still want to pay the debt?"

"You, huh, I have a good name to sign up. I, Zhou Ming, are here to ask for advice tomorrow!"

"Hahaha, ask me about my name. You don't even recognize me and want to stay in Baizhan City, get out!"

"you"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ming didn't know what the fat man was from. He snorted coldly and left the box with Liu Tianhong and Chen Jiu to inquire about the fat man's origin.

After collecting 40 billion spirit stones, Qian Duoduo and the other two did not keep much, but quickly returned to the cave to avoid revealing their legs.

This time, Yi Cheng sent a message to them and directed this good show of playing the dandy fight for wealth, but they couldn't be here for too long to avoid being exposed.

After this battle, Zhou Ming and the others lost their minds to find Yi Cheng's trouble. Now the spirit stones on their bodies were almost lost, and the two of them were also feeling distressed, with more than 20 billion. Even if they had Mahayana cultivators as their backers, they would not be able to lose tens of billions or tens of billions of dollars. Even if there were fewer juniors in Mahayana cultivators, they would not be the only one.

As for Yi Cheng's 100th victory, no one dared to come on stage for a long time. What surprised him was that Wei Xing, who had defeated him in the first game, finally came on stage, saying that he wanted to ask for advice again like Yi Cheng.

Wei Xing made a lot of progress. In just two months, he was at least three points better than before, but he still lost the game with no doubt.

However, no one bets in this game because everyone knew that Yi Cheng would win, so no one bets on Wei Xing to win, so those people could not bet on Yi Cheng to beat Yi Cheng. Otherwise, even if Yi Cheng won, they would not be able to earn a piece of spirit stone, but instead they would be deducted two thousandths of their capital.

After winning a hundred consecutive victories, Yi Cheng was qualified to participate in the ring competition. Therefore, in the next month, Yi Cheng went to the venue for the Tribulation Cultivator Competition every day, but every time he went to Yi Chengdu, he had to pay thousands of spirit stones.

January passed quickly, and the once-in-a-century ring competition officially began.

The rules of this are a bit strange. Any monk who has won a hundred consecutive victories in Bai Zhan City can be seen. Therefore, there are many monks from the God Transformation Stage to the Tribulation Stage.

It is indeed a bit inappropriate to play together with so many people with huge strength.

However, in addition to the ring competition, the biggest feature of Bai Zhancheng is gambling. Therefore, in terms of cultivation, as long as the strength is similar, it will naturally attract more monks to place bets.

The ring competitions are all knockout matches. The same level first competes together. When only the first place is left in the God Transformation stage competition, this first place will compete with the clutch monks. When the clutch stage monks decide the first place, this first place will compete with the clutch stage monks. In this way, the ring competition will not end until the first place of the clutch stage monks are finally decided.

Nominally, all levels compete together. Even if you play first in the God Transformation Cultivator and the Clan Cultivator, you can only find a share of abuse.

In the ring competition, there are no restrictions except for not being able to take pills and using external forces. Therefore, the mortality rate is extremely high in such a game. However, as long as you win one game, the rewards you get are extremely generous. Naturally, many monks are working hard for it.

Although Yi Cheng did not participate in the early competition, he was not idle either. They came this time not to participate in the competition, but to make a fortune.

Now Qian Duoduo has almost 80 billion spirit stones in his hands, of which 30 billion of capital and 40 billion were won by Liu Tianhong on the weekend, and the remaining billions were won by them before the start of the game.

In order to increase its own profits, Bai Zhancheng only has one hundred games at the God Transformation Period level every day, but there are at least 10,000 monks participating in the God Transformation Period, so it takes two or three months for the Messenger competition.

Yi Cheng and his team work every day is to find potential players to place bets in the arena, which can be said to be very busy.

Qian Duoduo did not feel ashamed of his name. He screened some of the game records brought back by Yi Cheng and the others every day, and then chose those bets with a larger chance of winning. However, he could win seven times in ten times.

However, the gap between the players arranged by Bai Zhan City is generally not very big, and upset situations are rare. Therefore, after the game in the God Transformation Period ends, their spirit stones have only doubled.

At the beginning of the fusion period, the spirit stones in their hands exceeded 150 billion, but every time Yi Cheng had a game, they did not push them all, but progressed step by step, as Yi Cheng won more games, the bet amount gradually increased.

When the competition between monks in the fusion stage was ten days later, only Yi Cheng and another monk in the late fusion stage named Jingjiao were left.

Yi Cheng made it to the final with his early strength in the fusion, which was already the biggest upset in this competition.

Yi Cheng can now be said to be like a bamboo splitting force. Even when facing the horn in the late stage of the fusion, there are still many monks who bet Yi Cheng wins.

"Junior Brother Yi, you are back. There will be only one game tomorrow. Now most of the bets in the entire Bai Zhan City are on the two of you!"

Qian Duoduo smiled at Yi Chengdao.

"What ratio is now?" Yi Cheng was a little curious because he had been participating in the competition these days, and he didn't know what his bet was with Jingjiao.

"Haha, four and six!"

"Four and six? I'm four and he's six?"

"No, you six and four, didn't expect it, either, I didn't expect that your popularity is now higher than that jingle!"

Yi Cheng frowned and said, "Will this affect our future affairs? If I win again this time, if my handicap is too low when I compete with the monks of the Tribulation Period, our plan will be disappointed!"

Qian Duoduo was stunned and looked at Yi Cheng and said, "It is so easy for you to challenge the Tribulation Period as a monk in the fusion stage. You can compete a little harder tomorrow. It is best to make people feel that you have the strength to challenge the Tribulation Period monk. That way, someone will bet on you, otherwise no one will suppress you, and no one will be interested on the other side.

Yi Cheng thought about it carefully and it was true. If no one suppressed him or if there were too few people to bet on him, and the other party would not have any profit to make if he won, it would be really boring.

"How many spirit stones do we have now?"

"Guess?"

"Two trillion?"

"Guess again!"

"Two five hundred billion?"

"Higher!"

"Three hundred billion?"

"Haha, it's almost the same. I can't help but want to get the money and run away!"

After hearing Qian Duoduo's words, Ma Fengqi went straight to: "Okay, wait until I catch you and boil your fat body into oil!"

"Hahaha"
Chapter completed!