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Chapter Eighteen Slaps in the face one after another(2/2)

"Get up, get up quickly!"
The warriors who bought the Flame Eagle roared loudly, telling Lie Yanying to stand up quickly and continue fighting.
The warrior who bought Dujiaomang and won the prize laughed wildly with excitement, and the scene showed a polarizing trend.
"If you lose this round, don't gamble anymore."
Xu Lingxue finally spoke, telling Liu Wuxie not to continue gambling. The Xu family could afford to lose half a million gold coins.
"You think I must be the loser?"
Liu Wuxie looked at Xu Lingxue with a harmless look. When he looked straight at her, a trace of shame and anger flashed across Xu Lingxue's cheeks, and she turned her head and refused to pay attention to him.
The one-horned mang is getting closer and closer to the flaming eagle, and the second round of beast fighting is coming to an end.
"Congratulations, Brother Wan, on your victory."
Tian Tianquan raised his glass, and the three of them laughed and celebrated in advance.
"Look at the Flame Eagle!"
A sudden exclamation interrupted everyone's thinking. The Flame Eagle suddenly stood up, its body burning with blazing fire. At the last critical moment, it awakened its own attribute, the power of fire.
As soon as he picked up the wine glass, Wan Bu trembled with fright and dropped the wine glass to the ground with a clang, his eyes fixed on the ring.
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