Divine Spirit Martial Art

In a private room, two girls' faces were filled with admiration: "Young Master Jun is so awesome!"

Behind these two pretty girls was a burly man, who was not angry and intimidating, but looked at Zhao Jun in the Colosseum with a look of admiration.

"Commander Tiger, look at how powerful the young master is. No one in the Beast Garden can take his sword!" the two girls cheered.

Hu Sha nodded: "Young Master Jun's talent ranks among the top ten in the clan. Looking at the Xuanhuang Realm, there are not many people who can surpass Young Master Jun, let alone in this declining realm? Hundreds of Beasts Zong does have some abilities, but how can they compare with our Imperial Clan?"

Whether it is the two pretty girls or Hu Sha, they are just slaves in the Imperial Clan. In the eyes of the Imperial Clan, they are like cattle, horses, pigs and dogs, but this does not hinder their extraordinary sense of superiority. Cows and horses are much more noble than the princes in this world.

How can one just enter the Imperial Clan's court? The Imperial Clan needs a long inheritance and requires great emperors to sit in the clan for all generations. Those families that occasionally give birth to a great emperor are not worthy of becoming the Imperial Clan.

The foundation of the Imperial Clan is far beyond what ordinary sects can compare with. Even in the eyes of people like Hu Cha and others, the so-called Hundred Beasts Sect is nothing more than that, as humble as an ant in front of the Imperial Clan.

"Let's start quickly. Isn't it because the Beast Garden doesn't dare to open the handicap?"

"Is this the way of business in the Beast Garden?"

"Are we only allowed to lose money but not win?"

The crowd in the audience was furious. It had been a full day since the last battle. The Garden of Beasts had never arranged an opponent for Zhao Jun, let alone opened the handicap.

It's not that the Hundred Beasts Garden doesn't want to open, it's that it simply can't be opened. Zhao Jun's strength has crushed all the True Yuan realms in the Black Dragon Territory. Even the Hundred Beasts Garden can't find anyone or monsters who can compete with Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun's strength Too strong, no matter who his opponent is, he only needs to strike with one sword!

After one strike, his opponent fell to the ground, but Zhao Jun was not even touched by blood.

Zhao Jun has fought one hundred and sixty times in a row, and no one or monster has ever been able to withstand a move in front of him, not one of them!

The odds of Zhao Jun's handicap have dropped again and again, down to 1 to 0.1. This is already the lowest handicap ever opened by Baishouyuan, and it cannot be lowered again.

But even with such odds, the loss in a game is extremely staggering, and even the Beast Garden cannot bear such a loss.

Although the Hundred Beasts Garden only needs to pay one spirit stone for ten spiritual stones, when everyone beats Zhao Jun to win, all the spiritual stones to be paid will have to be paid by the Hundred Beasts Garden itself.

The odds are low, but the amount of bets is too large. Many warriors have invested their own wealth. Although most of them only have about tens of thousands of spiritual stones, there are at least tens of thousands of warriors participating. As a result, even the Beast Garden can't bear it.

Every time you open a game, you lose a game, and the amount of bets is still increasing. I am afraid that the next game will directly bankrupt the Beast Garden.

Hai Bugui, the manager of the Black Dragon Domain's Beast Garden, was sweating profusely. He had already greeted all the eighteen generations of Zhao Jun's ancestors in his heart. Your damn imperial genius should look like the imperial genius. Is it necessary to have trouble with them, the outer disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect?

He was in a dilemma if he could not return to the sea, he would die if he opened the door, or he would die if he did not open the door. He had no choice but to die to apologize.

"Zhao Jun, I am your ancestor!" Hai Bugui yelled, wanting to vent his unhappiness before he died.

"How many spiritual stones do we still have on hand?" Hu Sha asked.

"That's a total of 60 million spirit stones. Master Jun is really capable. He earned so many spirit stones in one fell swoop!" the two girls said happily.

Hu Sha couldn't help but smile. It was indeed a good place to cut leeks. No wonder so many people in the Imperial Clan were rushing to get to the lower realm. In just two days, they had earned 60 million spiritual stones. Among the Imperial Clan, It can be considered a considerable fortune.

"The Zoo of Animals can't be opened yet. If not, please close it early."

"We are only allowed to lose money but not win money. Is this the virtue of the Beast Garden?"

Public resentment is boiling. If the Beast Garden does not do something, the Beast Garden will no longer be able to open in this Black Dragon Territory.

"Uncle Hai, I brought someone here!" Yang Yan hurriedly hurriedly and slowly finally caught up.

"Qin Feng..." Hai Bugui looked at Qin Feng, who was standing silently behind Yang Yan.

The Battle of Tianwu Continent has long been spread throughout the major regions. All the managers of the Hundred Beasts Park knew that there was such a monster. He defeated the Hundred Beasts in Tianwu Continent and became the only warrior to defeat the Hundred Beasts in more than ten years.

But even if Yang Yan invited Qin Feng, Hai Bugui still had no idea. No matter how strong Qin Feng was, could he be stronger than the descendants of the imperial clan? This Zhao Jun's strength was bottomless, and he could kill his enemies instantly with just one sword. Can Qin Feng be able to catch his sword?

"Master Qin, are you sure?" Hai Bugui couldn't help but ask.

Qin Feng glanced at Zhao Jun who was sitting cross-legged in the Colosseum: "Sure enough, there is a bit of that bastard Zhao Huaiyi!"

"Open the handicap, open it as high as you can!" Qin Feng turned and walked towards the Colosseum.

"How high can it be driven?" Hai Bugui looked at Qin Feng with a strange expression, wanting him to die without a burial place.

"One million spirit stones, beat me to win!" Qin Feng threw over a storage bag filled with spirit stones.

Hai Bugui is still at war between heaven and man, and he doesn't know whether he should believe Qin Feng or not.

"Open! The odds are 1 to 1 for Zhao Jun, and the odds for Qin Feng are 1 to 10! I will fight with him!" Hai Bugui gritted his teeth. Either way, it would be better to fight to the death.

When the handicap was announced, the warriors in the Beast Garden couldn't believe their eyes. After a brief moment of daze, there were cheers like a landslide and tsunami, and colorful transmission notes flew out from the Beast Garden.

"Brother, I have a good and profitable business here. Come quickly and bring your belongings."

"Madam, take out all the money I have at the bottom of the box. My life is too late! It's too late!"

Crazy, the entire beast park has fallen into madness, and the amount of betting is rising crazily.

"The manager of the Hundred Beasts Garden is smart enough to give him all the 60 million!" Hu Sha snorted.

"Guanshi Hai, the amount of bets has exceeded 500 million!"

"Eight hundred million!"

"A billion!"

Billion-level bets rarely appear even in the Beast Garden, and the billions of bets are all placed on Zhao Jun. Qin Feng only has a solitary one million.

"Hahaha, there is also Qin Feng, a fool who oppresses this troublesome guy. Isn't this giving money away for free?"

"Maybe my hand slipped and I made the wrong note?"

"Then these people are doomed, and their spiritual stones are destined to be lost."

Qin Feng suppressed his excitement. As a descendant of Zhao Huaiyi, he was really afraid that he would accidentally rush out and kill him.

Zhao Jun glanced at Qin Feng behind the iron gate. This was his next opponent. He was mediocre and couldn't catch his sword at all.

"The Beast Garden, this is just the beginning!" Zhao Jun smiled coldly. The Beast Garden in the Black Dragon Domain is just the beginning. Next, he will sweep all the Beast Gardens in this world!

"The next battle will be a shocking one. One side is Zhao Jun, who has won 160 games in a row and crushes his opponents with absolute tyranny. So far, no one has been able to catch his sword!"

"Ouch, Ouch, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao!"

"Master Zhao, kill that boy!"

The warriors in the audience all cheered when they heard Zhao Jun's name. They had already made a lot of money thanks to Zhao Jun. As long as they won one more game, they could live the rest of their lives comfortably even if their legs were broken.

"The challenger is Qin Feng, who has passed the battle of hundreds of beasts in Tianwu Continent. He fought against hundreds of beasts alone, completing a feat that no one has accomplished in more than ten years. His strength is rare in the True Yuan Realm. He will be Zhao Jun’s powerful opponent may even end Zhao Jun’s 160-game winning streak!”

"Tch, who doesn't know how to brag?"

"Shhhhhh! Get off!"

"Isn't it good for the young man to live, but he has to come to die!"

"I bet this kid can't catch Zhao Jun's sword!"

Compared to Zhao Jun's cheers, Qin Feng's appearance was met with boos. No matter how the commentators boasted about Qin Feng's strength, no one would believe it. Zhao Jun's strength has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he is invincible in the True Yuan Realm!

"start!"

Zhao Jun stood up, and the long sword penetrated into his palm without a sound.

"Coming, coming, Zhao Jun is about to draw his sword!"

"Boom!" The warriors in the audience could not clearly see the speed of Zhao Jun's sword. A sword light had already cut down.

"Win!" Many warriors have already started cheering. After Zhao Jun uses his sword, his opponent will be cut into two pieces, and it won't happen this time either...

Suddenly, the noisy Colosseum fell into silence. Everyone looked at the arena in disbelief. Qin Feng was not dead!

"Missed?"

"That's impossible, I clearly heard a loud noise!"

Qin Feng just raised his right hand, and the sword light was blocked by him with one hand.

Qin Feng glanced at the shallow scar on his right hand: "I still underestimate you. With my current body, it is indeed a bit overwhelming to take your sword light."

"The young master's sword light was blocked!" Hu Cha's face changed slightly. There should be no one in this world who can take the young master's sword. This person is definitely not a warrior in this world!

"Does taking my sword make you so excited?" Zhao Jun said lightly.

"Excited? Why do you think this sword excites me? To be honest, I am very disappointed. You are not as strong as I thought!" Qin Feng shook his head.

Zhao Jun didn't say anything. Why talk so much to a dead man?

That's right, in Zhao Jun's eyes, Qin Feng is already a dead person, a person who is bound to die!

"Lei Yin!" With a flash of lightning, Zhao Jun's body turned into a bolt of lightning and flashed in the Colosseum.

"Oh oh oh, what kind of martial arts is this!"

The speed of the lightning was so fast that the naked eye could not keep up with it. The only way to know that Zhao Jun was still moving was through the gravel splashed in the Colosseum.

"Thunder Slash!" Suddenly a thunder fell, and the thunder turned into blades. Countless thunder blades fell from the sky so fast that there was no time to avoid them.

Zhao Jun not only wants to win but also wants to win beautifully. This is the dignity of being a descendant of the imperial clan!