Fading God Card

Chapter 255 Fighting Emperor: Silver Nightmare

Fan Yan rubbed his face, watching another dark duelist who was beaten into a pig's head by Jiang Wenming was lifted down.

This is already the eighth unlucky guy who lost because of a bad start!

Although it is said that some people can exert their combat power only by relying on substitutes and do not need cards, but...

Jiang Wenming also has a bunch of shameless substitutes with high attacks!

In the absence of a card to cooperate with a substitute to resist, whose body can withstand the damage?

If it weren't for the fact that these people are all dark duelists licking blood with their blades, and their blood volume has been strengthened high enough, it is estimated that one arrow will be killed in seconds!

"Ninth round, who will go?" Fan Yan looked around and asked.

The audience was silent.

The dark duel this time was nothing more than a temporary small event organized by Mo Le to see that those who came over to encircle and suppress the Soul Emperor were temporarily idle. The purpose was to earn some money.

Both the scale and the level of the participants are much worse than normal dark duels.

Now Jiang Wenming picked 9 in a row by himself, and the nine of them still had to resent because of the attack, even a fool could see something was wrong.

"This guy, is the natural ability to control the dealer?"

"Stupid? If he has this talent, wouldn't he be invincible?"

"But I've counted it, and it seems that the five cards in his hand are the same every time. How do you explain that?"

"Well……"

The dark duelists fell silent.

If there is money, who would come to this kind of dark duel with blood on the edge of the knife.

There is still some running in the wild hunting card, there is no way for this dark duel with a mortality rate of more than 70%.

If the surrender is slow or the opponent is a little abnormal, it will be life and death.

And for those who came to participate in the dark duel because they had no money, their substitutes were often not very good. After all, good substitutes had long been trained by those big organizations and chambers of commerce, such as the Card Hunter Alliance.

For example, they all have to rely on cards to match their substitutes and talents in order to fully display their combat power, but when the dealer is on the side of others, this advantage is gone.

Without this advantage, it would be embarrassing to go up. What's more, if they lose, the benefactor who is responsible for supporting them will lose money.

If his winning rate was lower, he might not be allowed to directly replace the sponsor, let alone enjoy the resources provided by the sponsor in the future, and he might not even be able to qualify for the competition.

After all, if cats and dogs can participate in the Dark Duel, it will basically be chaotic, and the city alliance will not sit idly by.

"Is no one up? There are three minutes left, and the prize money for the ninth round is 500,000!" Fan Yan urged.

A trainer patted his stomach depressedly:

"Hmph! If I wait a few more days and my training trump card arrives, there's no room for his arrogance!"

"I didn't kill much in the end, it was like a sparring session, it's boring and boring!"

"He beat me to the ninth round like this, I feel very uncomfortable, mynah, why don't you go up?"

"Fart! Why don't you go? This Yinjiao is too evil, and the venue is too small, let's forget about it today, and I will trouble him tomorrow!"

On the other side, Mrs. Di smiled at the white man next to her and said, "Young Master Yan, why, don't you let the little guy go up and play?"

Mr. Yan nodded his finger: "The grade is too low, it's boring."

"Hehe, yes, a mere one million bounty is probably not enough for your family's appearance fee." Mrs. Di turned her wine glass and squinted at Jiang Wenming in the field.

"However, I'm a little interested in him. Such an evil man, I don't know what it feels like to use it... Hehe."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at Mo Le who was silent.

"Deacon Mo, it seems that you have picked up a treasure this time, but it seems that you don't really want him to win. Why, do you need my help?"

"Mrs. Di was joking. I, Mo Le, organized this dark duel just to pass the time. This kid was just an accident. If Mrs. Di wanted to appear, would I dare to stop her?" Mo Le lowered his head and said with inexplicable eyes.

"Okay, since that's the case, can I be more cheeky and ask you for a lottery?"

Mo Le frowned, but still smiled apologetically, "I don't know what kind of pretense Mrs. Di wants to add?"

Pointing at Jiang Wenming who was wearing a silver mask, "It's very simple. If I win, I will keep him. If I lose, I will give the silver to you. How about it?"

After Mrs. Di finished speaking, a slender woman in a tight leather jacket with flat bangs leaned over.

Mo Le's throat twitched: "Mrs. Di is serious? Yin'e is a dark duelist worth as much as 30 million. Are you willing to exchange this newcomer who just participated in the dark duel for the first time?"

The net worth of the Dark Duelist is very simple, it depends on how much money he has won.

If Jiang Wenming can survive to the end this time, his net worth will start at least two million yuan, which is not bad.

"That's up to you to win, ha ha!"

"Can……"

Mo Le also wanted to say that he had no way to send Jiang Wenming out, but when he thought about it, how could Yin'e lose?

Besides, if Jiang Wenming loses, his mission will be completed, and it will save him from being unable to explain to that person.

"Okay! Then do as Mrs. Di said!"

The corner of Madam Di's red mouth curled up: "Yin Yin."

"yes!"

Bowing her head a little, Yin He came to the center of the field with a dodge, and a piece of crystal powder was sprinkled on the place she passed by.

"Is it her? Silver nightmare, silver nightmare?!"

"Damn! Such a great god will appear in such a dark duel at the village level? This is a good show!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the slender Yin He appearing on the stage, and then looked at Jiang Wenming gloatingly.

Jiang Wenming squinted at the summoning card book next to the woman, and frowned.

six stars...

Dou Huang? !

This woman turned out to be a six-star fighting emperor with at least 1 million battle points? !

Although only one star higher than the five-star fighter, such a person already belongs to the level of Shangguan Miao, and his strength is definitely not weak!

Look at the number of her soul crystals...

Jiang Wenming rolled his eyes on the spot.

It turned out to be 7 crystals!

Rich lady, this is it!

"Silver, challenge!"

After uttering four simple words, Jiang Wenming immediately felt a chill.

This woman is not a vase.

Looking at the powder falling behind her, could it be a substitute like Ji Ying?

However, before he could think too much, Fan Yan had already announced the start of the duel!

"The ninth round of the dark duel, Silver Horn vs. Silver Og!"

The battle begins, draw cards!

【Jiang Wenming:】