Cosmic Invincible Loading System

Chapter 315 The Disgrace of the Vorrell Colosseum

As time passed, Qi Fan had almost finished his cold drink, and in a blink of an eye, he had won thirty consecutive victories.

Seeing that it was getting late, it was almost enough.

He could fully imagine how rich the expression of the manager of the Muyu family was at this moment, and he couldn't help feeling secretly refreshed.

With 30 consecutive victories, he earned 4.65 million star coins.

For Qi Fan, this star coin is not much, but he earned a lot of pretense value, which has reached more than five million.

"Earn another five million, and I will be able to upgrade the Xingyu Halo to the second level."

He already has a deep understanding of the power of the Xingyu halo, but the first-level Xingyu halo only reduces 10% of the magic damage, and the effect is not particularly obvious.

I believe that if the halo can be upgraded to level five, that is, after a 50% reduction, it must be quite awesome.

Of course, there are still many halos waiting for him to unlock in the system, so he must earn more acting points as soon as possible.

Qi Fan didn't think it was particularly important to improve his cultivation.

Since there is a system in hand, it is natural to put the pretense value first. Because of the pretense value, you can buy a lot of awesome martial arts, equipment and training resources.

Qi Fan is destined not to stay in Ten Thousand Beasts for too long, and what he has to do is definitely not just targeting the Worrell Colosseum under the name of the Muyu family.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the Vorrell Colosseum was bankrupted by him, it would not affect a single hair of the Muyu family.

Even such a small matter, it is impossible to spread to the Haas planet.

...

After the 30th round of challenges ended, Qi Fan stood up from the sofa, waved to the surrounding audience, and then put the four lord-level monsters into the beast ring.

As soon as the audience saw it, they knew that this guy didn't intend to continue the challenge.

And what Qi Fan did was to tell everyone: "I won't fight anymore, you bet on me to be eliminated."

Seeing this scene, the steward of the Worrell Colosseum was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Do you have any sense of public morality?"

At this moment, the entire Worrell Colosseum burst into applause.

This applause was not only a recognition of Qi Fan's strength, but also an expression of lofty admiration for his miraculous record of winning 30 games in a row.

Of course, the most important thing is that Qi Fan helped everyone win a lot of money.

In general, as long as you don't invest too much in the first few rounds, you basically won't lose money.

Although the odds are pitifully small in the future, as long as you bet more money, you can still make some money, and it is 100% profitable.

It's just that the Worrell Colosseum suffered a lot this time.

When Mu Yuchao came back, the fighting beast challenge was over.

"Young...young master." Seeing that Mu Yuchao appeared, the manager's voice trembled a little.

"How much did you lose?" Mu Yuchao's face was gloomy. Instead of asking how many games the challenger had won in a row, he first asked how much he had lost.

"Two...two..."

"Twenty million?" Mu Yuchao suddenly felt a surge of anger in his chest.

"No, it's two...two..."

"Two hundred million?" He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Two... 20 billion." The steward trembled all over, his face pale with fright.

"Go to hell!" Mu Yuchao stretched out his hand suddenly, and grabbed the manager's throat.

20 billion, which is already close to the annual profit of Worrell Colosseum.

However, it only took a few hours for 20 billion star coins, and no one could calm down.

"Forgive...forgive me, young master, I...I have already sent people...to follow that person." The steward had expected this to happen, so before Mu Yuchao returned to the Colosseum, he had already sent people to follow Qi Fan up.

Mu Yuchao looked at the stupid butler in front of him, and growled, "Where's my mountain-holding giant? Don't you know how to let the mountain-holding giant take care of him?"

"Holding... Baoshan giant, I was defeated by... him." At this time, the steward was so strangled that his face was red and his ears were red, and he was about to die.

Mu Yuchao frowned, and when he heard this, he slowly let go.

"Could it be that the other party is a Nebula seventh-level powerhouse?"

"Cough cough cough... No, it's not the seventh level of Nebula, but the first level of Nebula." Although it was unbelievable to say this, the steward still didn't dare to hide anything.

Hearing this, Mu Yuchao almost couldn't resist slapping her to death.

"My mountain-holding giant is equivalent to a cultivator at the sixth level of Xingyun. How could he be defeated by a person at the first level of Xingyun? If you tell half a lie, I will chop you up and feed you to the monster."

"Young master, young master! How dare you lie to you, little one!" The steward burst into tears and snotted his nose, "You can ask anyone, they all know that the challenger is indeed a Xingyun-level cultivator. By."

Not to mention the staff present, even the entire audience knew this.

It won't take too long, and this matter will definitely spread throughout the entire city, and even the entire Myriad Beasts Planet.

Thirty consecutive victories, such a record appeared in a Colosseum of Worrell's level, it was simply unimaginable.

Worrell definitely belongs to the first-class Colosseum in the Ten Thousand Beasts, otherwise it would be impossible to make a profit of hundreds of millions of stars in a day.

However, in a Colosseum that has reached their level, there will always be one or two very powerful monsters sitting in it. Let alone a 30-game winning streak, a 10-game winning streak is very remarkable.

In the entire Ten Thousand Beasts, as long as it is a colosseum of the same level as Worrell, there is no more than 20 consecutive victories, and the highest record is 16 consecutive victories.

This record was set by a nebula seventh-level master who was full and had nothing to do.

But even with Xingyun's seventh-level cultivation, he only created sixteen consecutive victories. In the end, due to limited star power, he chose to give up the challenge in the seventeenth game.

However, what Mu Yuchao is facing now is the challenge record of a first-level Xingyun cultivator.

It's just a disgrace.

Not only the shame of Worrell Colosseum, but also the shame of Mu Yuchao.

After this kind of thing happened, where would he put Mu Yuchao's face in the future? Haven't been laughed to death by those fellow bosses?

"I'll give you an hour, and you'll bring this person to me right away, or else, you'll kill yourself." Mu Yuchao snorted coldly.

The steward trembled and his face was as pale as paper, but he didn't dare to disobey.

"Yes, little one... I'm going to bring him here now, little one."

After Mu Yuchao left, the steward fell to the ground with a thud, feeling powerless all over.

Bring that challenger?

Hehe... He can't even defeat the Giant Baoshan, how can he bring him, a little star sea realm cultivator?

After much deliberation, the only option is to invite.

Regardless of the cost, that challenger must be invited over.

But then he discovered a very serious problem, that is...all the people who were sent to follow Qi Fan disappeared without anyone noticing.

After hearing the news, the steward was even more horrified.

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