The entire Douwu Pavilion has formation protection.

Each of the four major pavilions has a guardian array, which can withstand the battle between the peak powerhouses of the Dao Tribulation Realm. There is no need to worry about destroying the Fighting Martial Pavilion, or harming innocent people and hurting the audience in the stands.

Even though it was morning...

There are still many people in the Douwu Pavilion.

In the circular duel arena, two iron doors slowly opened on both sides of the east and west, and two figures walked out of it.

The man on the east side was extremely muscular and had a blood-colored tiger tattoo on his chest. His cultivation level reached the third level of the magical power realm.

He is the Tiger King!

On the west is Qinglong, wearing a black mask and holding a Qingyunpan dragon spear. His cultivation level is also at the third level of the magical power realm.

If we only look at the cultivation level, the two of us will be equal.

"Tiger King, break that kid's head, I've put five million heavy bets on you!"

"Qinglong, kill the Tiger King..."

"Kill!"

Screams of shouts echoed over the duel arena.

In the duel arena.

Qinglong and the Tiger King roared at the same time, rushed towards the other party with murderous intent. As long as they killed the other party, they could get a certain proportion of chips. With the reputation of the Tiger King and the Qinglong, the chips attracted by this battle started at least one billion, and even if they were only one ten thousand, there would be 100,000 taels of silver.

The tiger king has extremely strong power and strong fighting style.

Constantly suppressing Qinglong.

Takes the upper hand.

All the strong men who bet on the Tiger King pulled their necks and shouted in great excitement.

As for those who bet on Qinglong, they all clenched their fists tightly and sweated heavily on their foreheads.

Xiao Yi looked at it for a while and felt bored. He looked at Ye Heng beside him and asked, "Who do you think can win?"

Ye Heng was stunned, frowned, and said, "Master, I think it should be Qinglong!"

"oh?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why?"

Ye Heng leaned his chin and said in a deep voice: "Although Qinglong seems to be at a disadvantage now and is completely suppressed by the Tiger King. But I don't see the battle in Qinglong's battle at all, but it seems that he is deliberately at a disadvantage... This feeling is like digging a pit, waiting for the Tiger King to jump in!"

"You know what the little brat who doesn't even have all the hair?"

"Didn't you see the Tiger King suppressing the Qinglong completely? The brave ones win when they meet on a narrow road, and the Tiger King will definitely win!"

Several people on Ye Heng's side spoke and mocked.

Ye Heng frowned and was about to speak, but he heard a burst of exclamations like huge waves coming from the stands: "What happened just now? Why did the Tiger King die?"

"What?"

"The Tiger King is dead?"

"This is impossible...my money...I sold my wife and daughter's bets, but it was gone. How could you ask me to redeem my wife and daughter..."

All the strong men who bet on the Tiger King were collectively confused.

I just suppressed Qinglong in full, but I died as soon as I turned around?

Several strong men sitting next to Xiao Yi and the others lost their eyes red, staring at Xiao Yi and Ye Heng with red eyes, and roared angrily: "There are you two bad guys. When you didn't speak, the Tiger King completely suppressed Qinglong. You crow said that the Tiger King would lose him and died. You two, compensate us for our losses!"

"I have staked 500,000 taels on him, you must compensate us!"

"I bet one million taels..."

Facing the crowd staring at them, Xiao Yi and Ye Heng looked at each other with a speechless look on their faces.

Can this be blamed on them?

Xiao Yi touched his nose and said to himself: "It's boring! Can you blame us even if you make a wrong bet?"

"Damn it, will you compensate me?"

"If you don't pay, be careful that you two can't get out of this fighting martial arts pavilion!" The five people on the opposite side looked at Xiao Yi and the others with a sinister look.

The five people were already surrounded by them.

They clenched their fists and made crisp sounds.

Ye Heng looked at Xiao Yi: "Master, what should I do?"

"Cool salad!"

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes and said, "If you dare to do something, break your hands and feet and throw them out!"

After saying that.

He wrapped his hands around his chest and leaned on the back of the chair. The old god closed his eyes.

Ye Heng stood beside him like a statue.

The people around the world watched the battle widened and looked at them with interest. Such conflicts were very common in the Douwu Pavilion and were already common: "That boy was in trouble and actually provoked these five bad gambling men."

"I remember the last time there was a bald man. Just because they were sitting next to them, the five guys blamed the bald man for being unlucky and beat him to death!"

"Young man, you'd better pay them the money! I lost my life for the money, it's not worth it!"

Faced with everyone's persuasion, Ye Heng smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. They are just five flies, it's not a problem!"

"How dare this guy say that our brothers are flies?"

The five of them looked at each other and said fiercely, "Damn it, kill him!"

Swish!

Five people rushed forward.

Bang bang bang bang!

After a muffled sound of the flesh, the calm here returned to its original state.

It takes only three breaths before and after.

Everyone: "..."

I saw that the five vicious and powerful men were already lying on the ground, with their hands or feet broken, and they had completely lost their combat ability.

Ye Heng fumbled through the people for a while, took out five purses, clicked the silver notes inside, and said speechlessly: "The five big men combined for only 100,000 taels of silver? Are you too poor, aren't you?"

The five people all rolled their eyes and fainted: "..."

Ruddy!

The guards in the Douwu Pavilion rushed over one after another. They carried the five people away without even asking about the causes and consequences.

Douwu Pavilion will not prohibit the fight between guests.

Ten times the compensation for the losses caused!

If there is no compensation?

Throw it directly into the duel arena, release it after making enough money, and throw it to the mass grave if it dies.

After this noisy, Xiao Yi's side became much quieter.

At this moment...

A girl in red dress appeared in the center of the duel arena, and her delicate voice echoed in the martial arts field: "The two people in the next duel are the new blind heroes, and their cultivation is the first level of the magical power realm. The other one is the Badao Liu Meng, the third level of the magical power realm."

Bang!

Bang!

Two iron doors open.

On the east is the domineering Liu Meng. His eyes are as lightning, his body is burly, and he is holding a nine-ring sword, with a rainbow of momentum.

The blind man on the west side is thin, dressed in rags, his eyes are empty, but he is a blind man.

"Um?"

Xiao Yi suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the blind man.

The blind man seemed to feel something, his empty eyes turned, and he turned to Xiao Yi's direction. His gray eyes turned, lowered his head again, and a dead breath filled with silence, as if his life was about to come.

The iron gate was about to open for a hundred breaths and then closed again. The girl in the red dress said aloud: "You have half a stick of incense to place a bet!"

"Does this still need to be chosen? It's obvious that it's giving us money. The domineering Liu Meng is suspected to be a disciple of the Kuangdao Sect. His cultivation is better than that, so he must choose him!"

"Liu Meng's odds are 1.5 per pay, and the blind man pays three per pay. Obviously, even the Douwu Pavilion believes that the winning rate of Badao is higher!"

"Look at that blind man who is too thin and still a blind man, he will have a ghost if he can win..."

Ye Heng looked at Xiao Yi: "Master, where are we going?"

Xiao Yi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in a deep voice: "Blind Man!"

"OK!"

Ye Heng nodded and asked, "How many?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "One hundred million!"

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