The four people in Qi Bei were silent, their eyes focused on the middle-aged man who was like a stone.
"What exactly are you practicing to achieve the strength of an intermediate god without becoming a god?" Kendi said with an incredible tone.
"I always feel like that guy has no life at all, could he be a puppet?" Rhodes also frowned, but the puppet has reached the level of an intermediate god's residence, which is too scary.
In fact, there is a big difference between the strength of the Intermediate God's Palace and the real Intermediate God's Palace. A real Intermediate God's Palace has the source of divine power, and the strength of the Intermediate God's Palace only depends on whether the strongest attack has reached a certain value.
, if there is really a duel, a junior god with the source of divine power can completely defeat an opponent who has reached the strength of an intermediate god. The key is the source of divine power.
At this time, the odds came out. The odds between Tianmo and Wuming were four to seven. In other words, Tianmo Arena believed that Tianmo had a greater chance of winning than Wuming.
"I bet on Vincent's unnamed winner. He is so arrogant and cannot tolerate any failure. If he is not completely sure, he will not participate." Bentley analyzed calmly.
"Then I'll bet too. I'll bet all of this 1.6 million." Qi Bei took out the magic card from before.
"Haha, I'm not as wealthy as you, so I'll just stake 500,000." Rhodes said with a smile.
In this way, Qi Bei pledged 1.6 million, and Bentley and the other three pledged 500,000 each.
The duel soon began. When the magic seal on the demon's head dimmed, the entire demon arena suddenly became boiling. If the arena had a roof, it would probably even be lifted open.
Most of the people present bet on the Demon to win, so naturally they shouted that the Demon would win.
"Roar..." The demon roared loudly, and crashed towards the middle-aged man like a nuclear bomb. Its whole body was covered with a layer of blue-purple demon shadow. Generally speaking, the deeper the demon shadow produced when the demon attacks,
, the strength will be higher.
The petrified middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with strange light and shadow. It could be seen from his naked upper body that all the muscles and blood vessels in his body were twisting in an instant.
The middle-aged man did not dodge or dodge, and allowed the devil to attack him that day.
"Haha, win, win." Someone in the stands was already shouting excitedly.
"That guy must have been so scared that he didn't even move. Everyone knows that the devil's attack cannot be resisted." Someone laughed wildly.
"boom"
The demon instantly hit the middle-aged man. The explosive energy shock wave shook the protective shield around the arena. Everyone felt that the entire ground shook violently, and there was a momentary feeling of weightlessness.
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In the fighting arena, the collision of energy made the scene inside blurry.
"Your mother, isn't that kid's strength as strong as an intermediate god's residence? Why can't he dodge or dodge like a piece of wood? I protest, this is simply cheating." A guy who speculated on Wumingying was yelling angrily.
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"The Demon Arena is recognized as fair. If you can't afford to lose, don't come here to play." A fat man who was obviously betting on the Demon to win shouted.
The entire Demon Arena suddenly became noisy.
"What's going on? Didn't Vincent dig the hole deliberately when he saw us here?" Kendi asked doubtfully.
"Probably not. Even if that kid wants to trick us, he will never fail in this way." Bentley said.
"You'll know the result right away. Just look at it." Qi Bei said.
At this time, the thick smoke in the arena began to slowly dissipate, and the scene in the arena became clearer.
When people saw the scene clearly, the sound of gasping could be heard.
In the fighting arena, the middle-aged man was holding the huge head of the demon with both hands. His skin was torn and bloody, and Huahua's intestines were leaking out from his belly, but he was obviously still alive, and the demon was
His neck was twisted into a twist, and he was motionless, obviously dead.
The entire Heavenly Demon Arena was silent. No one expected that the duel would end in such a short time. The Heavenly Demon only fired one blow. As a result, the middle-aged man was seriously injured and the Heavenly Demon was completely dead.
At this moment, the middle-aged man let go, and the devil threw his body to the ground with a bang, and he stuffed back the intestines that had leaked out. There was a faint light on the wound, and all the wounds were closed in a short time.
"Ninth game, unknown place." Zi Mei returned to the field to announce the result, and Vincent Caesar also walked down at this time.
"Congratulations, distinguished guest, you have won. Do you have anything to say now?" Zi Mei said to Vincent with a decent smile. Having learned from the past, she did not dare to show off anymore.
Vincent raised his head proudly, but looked at Qibei's position. Obviously, his target was Bentley.
"Bentley, are you interested in fighting for the tenth time?" Vincent shouted loudly.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on them, looking at the four people from Qi Bei.
At this time, someone seemed to recognize the identities of Vincent and Bentley and began to talk to the people around them.
"It turns out it's them. I didn't realize it at first. The one at the bottom is Vincent Caesar, the most promising descendant of the fifth branch of the royal family, who is a disciple of Kamikaze Valley. That one is Bentley Caesar, from the third branch of the royal family...
What? Never heard of it? An ill-informed guy, the guy in the imperial capital who had his last wife snatched away by his clan brother a few years ago and made a big fuss in the imperial capital. No, that’s him."
"It turns out he is that Bentley, the guy who only knows how to act crazy when a woman is robbed, but he doesn't even dare to give a damn to the person involved."
"Haha, it looks like there's something good to watch."
Bentley clenched his fists. At this time, Vincent challenged him on the spot. If he didn't respond, his reputation would be ruined immediately. Those present could be considered the elite of the empire, and it would be easier for them to spread the news.
Make people believe.
Originally, he was made a laughing stock when Vincent snatched his fiancée away, but he has been unwilling to face it. Now that Vincent has forced him into the palace, he can't think of a way to deal with it. He doesn't have anyone with him at all.
What to fight with?
At this moment, Qi Bei burst out laughing and said: "The legitimate son of the fifth branch of the Caesar family knows how to use dirty tricks. You have a dog with you who can attack with the strength of an intermediate god's mansion, but...
If you have the nerve to come out and call for a fight, why don't you call your son out and I'll fight him."
As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter. Everyone thought about it and felt that Vincent had indeed gone too far to bully others. Who would be interested in watching an unfair duel.
Vincent stared at Qi Bei coldly, as if he wanted to remember him, and said in a sinister voice: "You'd better remember my face."
"No, you're not a girl, I'm afraid of nightmares." Qi Bei waved his hand.
The crowd burst into laughter again, and many people said in their hearts that they were right to come this time, as there would be extra fun to watch, and they would have something to talk about when getting along with friends in the future.
"Bingley, why don't you introduce this friend of yours?" Vincent was furious, but he suppressed it. He ignored Qi Bei and said to Bentley.
"This is my good brother, and his words are mine." Bentley said coldly.
"Okay, very good. In order not to make everyone think that I, Vincent, bullies the weak, I will let my dog suppress the strength to the level of a saint-level strongman. You can send anyone to challenge. Do you dare to accept it?"
Vincent smiled, but everyone could see the murderous intent in that smile.
"How do you guarantee that?" Bentley asked coldly.
At this time, the figures in the field flashed, and an old man with white hair and white beard appeared in the field. The old man said: "I have a way to use a magic seal to suppress this person's strength to the saint level. I want to fight with the devil."
Everyone can trust the reputation of the market.”
"That's very good." Vincent nodded and stared at Bentley provocatively.
Bentley wanted to agree and went to challenge himself.
"Bentley, you are at a disadvantage as soon as you get up, so let me go." Rhodes said.
The reason for this was obvious to Bentley. He was the legitimate son of the third branch of the Caesar royal family, but he ended up fighting Vincent's men. This meant he was at a disadvantage. Moreover, if he won, given his status, he would be at a disadvantage.
That's right. If he loses, it will be even more embarrassing.
However, Rhodes' strength is slightly inferior to him, and his identity will also give people this feeling.
"If you believe me, let me go." Qi Bei said.
"Okay, I won't be pretentious, please." Bentley nodded. He had seen Qi Bei's strength. When he was at Yanxia Lake, Qi Bei killed the tree soul alone and saved their lives. In his opinion,
Come on, you will definitely be stronger than him.
"I will accept this challenge and let my good brother Qi Bei take the challenge." Bentley said loudly.
Qi Bei landed in the fighting arena, the giant blade in his hand igniting a layer of fire.
"A holy warrior with a fire attribute." Vincent stared at Qi Bei with a sneer on his lips. This mean-mouthed guy must make him die miserably.
Qi Bei was disguised as a spiritual being, so he was not worried about being recognized. Although he had not yet become a god, he had no pressure to deal with the middle-aged man who had suppressed the power of a saint.
At this time, the white-haired old man's hand lit up with magic light, condensed into a seal and penetrated into the middle-aged man's body.
"Okay, but according to the rules, since you are dueling in our Heavenly Demon Arena, I have the right to be the banker in our Heavenly Demon Arena. You don't have any objections," the white-haired old man said.
"No objection," Vincent said.
"I have no objection either." Bentley agreed.
Soon, the odds came out. Since the middle-aged man had killed a demon of the same level in one move before, and Qi Bei seemed to be just an ordinary holy warrior, the odds between the two actually reached 1 to 5.
"I'll stake five million." Bentley said, all the money he carried was gone.
"Five million, it seems you are planning to cause the Demon Arena to bleed, haha, then I will follow." Rhodes laughed.
"I only have three million left, so I'll bet it all." Kendi also spent all his money.
On the other side, Vincent smiled sinisterly and directly bet 10 million magic jade on the middle-aged man. He seemed to have absolute confidence that he could win. (To be continued.)