Time passed quickly, and three days passed quietly in the blink of an eye. Today is the day for the Hundred Kings to compete for the championship. The battlefield of Qiankongmen has already been crowded with more than 50,000 spectators. This Hundred Kings' Battle is quite interesting. , from the beginning it was just a battle in the Juyuan Realm, to the battle in the Guiyuan Realm in the first three days, this was something they had never imagined before.
What is even more concerning is that in these three days, the top five masters have all broken through the artistic conception on three days, pushing this battle to an unparalleled peak. The artistic conception battle is quite rare to encounter in the Southern Territory, and the artistic conception masters can be regarded as Successful practitioners, and because the artistic conception is somewhat special, the chance of seeing the artistic conception battle is very small. Today, this will be the stage for the artistic conception competition. They know three masters of the artistic conception, and the low-level practitioners who come to watch Secretly, I made a profit this time.
"I don't know if Li Borui has achieved a breakthrough in his artistic conception. If he succeeds, he will definitely be the champion of this battle. If he has nothing to do, it would be a bit boring. How about we take a gamble. I will be the banker and bet on the spiritual stone. You bet on it. I'll eat as much as you want, what do you think, I'm not interested?"
At the edge of the Qiankong Mendou battle platform, several people were secretly discussing here. They were bored and actually gambled here. Everyone here had a lot of spirit stones, especially among them were some disciples of the sects, who were secretly making noises. After a while, there were quite a few cultivators in the water. Among them was a gambling table, which was set up blatantly in the fighting battlefield. What made the cultivators here speechless was that the cultivator who placed the bets was actually a disciple of Qian Kongmen.
"Brother Li, are you ready to take a gamble? Anyway, it's nothing, I'm ready to take a gamble."
Li Yang, a casual cultivator, was the best at this. He took out a storage bag from his body, threw it to the gambling table at Qian Kongmen and said, "I bet Lingchen to win, but I don't know what the odds are?"
"Are you mistaken? I pay you one for one here. No matter how much you bet, you will get as much as you want. If you don't take any twists and turns."
The disciple of the Qiankong Sect who set up the gambling table was named Zhang Tianhao. He was the grandson of the leader. However, his strength was not very high. He was only in the early stage of the Juyuan Realm. He blatantly set up the gambling table here. He must have been instructed by someone among them. There was someone at his waist. There are dozens of storage bags in the room, and they are bulging inside. At a glance, you can tell that there must be a lot of spiritual stones in them. And on his finger, there is also the Sanmei storage ring. This is an incredible thing. Among them, it is certain They are spiritual stones, and the quantity is extremely astonishing.
The people who came to gamble were basically betting on Wu Chen, Li Borui, and Gao Tianyu. As for Ling Chen and Gu Yang, they were excluded. At this moment, when he heard that someone wanted to buy Ling Chen to win, Zhang Tianhao looked at Li Yang with a look of displeasure. I believe it was a trick, but the latter grabbed the jade token in Zhang Tianhao's hand, laughed and said to the latter.
"I will buy Lingchen to win. This is 100,000 spirit stones. Hehe, I will collect the money later."
With that said, he strode away from here.
"Silly bi, if you buy Lingchen to win at this time, is this guy going crazy? Or are the casual cultivators just a bunch of idiots. They don't know how to spend the spiritual stones. They're such idiots."
As soon as Li Yang left, a cultivator behind him started to complain and scolded Li Yang to pieces. This was Wang Ming, a disciple of the Shaoyuan Sect, who also came to place bets. This time, he went all out, and he made more than 20 dollars with one move. Wanling Stone, but what he bought was Li Borui. Looking at him, he looked as if Li Borui was sure to win. Zhang Tianhao opened the storage bag and took a look, and after checking, he said to Wang Mingdao.
"If you buy Li Borui and win, this is the proof."
After saying that, he threw a jade slip to Wang Ming. Wang Ming, who got the jade slip, laughed and strode away.
"Silly bi. You think Li Borui will win. How can it be so simple? But if I don't make money, I would be so sorry for myself. If this time it's like what those old boys said, I can make a fortune.
Yes, hehe."
Zhang Tianhao smiled slightly, and then shouted again. The people who came to him were all betting big, at least 10,000 spirit stones, so Zhang Tianhao would give him jade slips. He didn't make any bets less than this amount.
After Lingchen arrived at the battlefield, he did not immediately go to the center of the battlefield. Instead, he disguised himself a little and started shouting at the audience. After he secretly greeted Zhang Tianhao, the latter smiled slightly, as if he had discovered
As if it was something interesting, Ling Chen actually shouted at her.
With the help of Zhang Tianhao, it took Lingchen a quarter of an hour to receive more than five million spirit stones from the bets. These were bets from the disciples of the sect. Lingchen's slogan was; "As long as you don't buy Lingchen
Anyone who wins can come and place a bet. No matter how much it is, I will compensate you. Even if there are odds, it’s okay. At one time, more disciples from the sect came to Lingchen to place bets. Looking at the countless spiritual stones in their hands,
Lingchen laughed non-stop, her body shaking with laughter.
Five million spirit stones, although not much, was life-saving money for Lingchen after hemorrhage. Moreover, Lingchen would not refuse such a good thing. A quarter of an hour before the battle was about to begin,
Lingchen returned to the center of the battle field and prepared to fight.
Today is the last battle, Lingchen has already prepared, and now he is waiting for the battle to come.
Before the war started, a sense of depression appeared in the battlefield. This was the pressure accumulated over thousands of years in the battlefield. It seemed to have a soul. It was wailing, as if something big was going to happen next. This phenomenon was only spiritual.
Chen Chen alone felt that the killing intention he had cultivated was extremely sensitive, and this wail contained a strong evil spirit. Ling Chen suddenly felt that this battlefield was not as simple as it seemed.
Especially the important battle list that stands on the battle battlefield is also shining with purple light at this moment. There are a total of five people's names on the battle list, and they are all green. Lingchen does not know who is on this battle list.
Why was his name green? But he didn't want to worry about this kind of thing. He looked at the battle list to see if he was the first one to appear.
Perhaps Lingchen seemed to have telepathy. After the purple light on the battle list stopped, two names were left on the battle list.
"Lingchen, Li Borui."
Seeing his name, Lingchen quickly walked to the fighting battlefield. He also wanted to see how powerful this talented disciple of the Shaoyuan Sect was, especially after breaking through the artistic conception, how close he was to him.
This time, the battlefield space was specially enlarged to a radius of three thousand feet because they were afraid that Lingchen and the others would not be able to perform enough. Lingchen was a little speechless when he came to the battlefield. Elder Liu was really thoughtful, and even his combat experience
Everyone knows that he is worthy of being from the same lineage of teachers and always thinks of himself.