My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

Chen Qingru only had one million yuan in chips, and Stud bet all on Yuhu.

Although the odds were not as high as Zhou Bolan's back then, the hidden strength of the fish and tiger would have a higher chance of winning if they were matched against each other. If such an excellent opportunity was not seized, Chen Qingru would regret it.

She is not the kind of noble person like Chen Tianqian who treats Yuanjing like dirt!

The battle between Wucheng and Yuhu also started soon.

In the past, it was impossible to deal with the enemy, and even without making any moves at all, the opponents would automatically explode into minced meat one by one.

But this time, when facing Yuhu, he was no longer as indifferent as before.

Before the actual fight, Wu Cheng frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

This was the first time Wu Cheng spoke in battle.

It was also the first time that he didn't kill his opponent directly.

But Yuhu was a little surprised and said: "You don't know me? Your father and Wuliangzong... haven't told you about me?"

The dialogue between the two was spread everywhere along with the projection crystal walls in each spectator venue.

It also made everyone in an uproar again.

Not to mention anything else, just these two words of the two of them made countless people beat their chests and regret endlessly.

Even though many people bet on Yuhu, in fact, the vast majority of people still bet on Wucheng, who is stronger on the surface.

But facing Yuhu's reply, Wu Cheng was furious, with a look of anger:

"I don't have a father!"

His words were so loud that they kept echoing in various watching venues.

Chen Fan stared at the projection crystal wall above his head in amazement, his complexion complex and delicate.

It is not a secret that a certain Demon God King and the Saintess of Wuliangzong gave birth to an heir.

How dare he say that!

Turning around, Chen Tianqian also spread his hands, "Hey, geniuses always have something special."

at the same time.

In the gorgeous auditorium.

"Hahahaha! I said my son is not so arrogant!"

While the flames were lingering, the Yangyan Demon King laughed out loud, not feeling any blow to his dignity, but extremely excited.

All the powerful beings in the hall also have subtle expressions.

In fact, for the existence of this level, other people, even if they are their own descendants, even if they are at the sixth level of longevity, in their eyes, they are nothing but ants.

In the past of an era, if they cannot resist the catastrophe, most of these people will return to dust.

As for the Demon God King, unless he encounters the dark and terrifying existence of the Outer God of Tianyuan, he will be able to live through multiple eras.

Regarding the provocation of the ants, the Demon God King either didn't take it seriously, or trampled to death with various attitudes. Obviously, the Demon King Yang Yan belonged to the former.

He obviously didn't care about Wu Cheng's disrespect.

Instead, he took it for fun.

...

And at the same time.

The communication between Wucheng and Yuhu also came to an abrupt end, and the two began to fight.

Both of them also showed their true strength.

The collision of the power of the Dao also made the battle between the two impossible for ordinary people to understand.

In fact, even Chen Fan was dazzled and couldn't understand.

He only saw that Wu Cheng should be a practitioner of the Way of Fire.

The lingering firelight on the crystal wall and the blurred blue are intertwined, and the strange brilliance ripples.

After all, the projection can't simulate the rhyme of Dao Dao, and Chen Fan can't see how powerful the two are fighting against each other from the screen.

It's just that he could see from Yuhu's increasingly dignified expression that it was not so easy for Yuhu to win in the face of failure.

"I underestimated you. You not only inherited the blood of that lord, but also mastered the true secret of Wuliangzong. It's a pity... If your cultivation level can go further, I should definitely lose."

When these words came out, Wu Cheng's expression also changed suddenly.

Because this sentence means that Yuhu must show its true strength.

And at the moment when Yuhu's voice fell.

Suddenly, a large piece of blue light bloomed in the sky, and then suddenly turned into a huge curtain, completely covering everything around, and then disappeared suddenly.

At the same time, the figures of the two disappeared.

...

At the same time, all the audience fell into an uproar seeing the two people who disappeared.

Most people don't know what's going on.

But some masters understand the meaning of this.

"It's the mind world!"

"Yuhu actually comprehended the world of mind!"

"Fourth layer of longevity?"

Not just the audience.

The numerous contestants who watched the match were also extremely stunned.

After all, only a very small number of people know the identity of Yuhu.

Quite a few people also think that Wu Cheng is the strongest genius in this Meihui. At least the cultivation base of the third level of longevity, coupled with the status of the prince of the demon god, has brought too much blessing to Wu Cheng.

When you see people who come out of nowhere, they will use even more powerful means, of course you will be surprised.

"Not necessarily the fourth level of longevity, but some special triplets of longevity can also grasp the world of mind in advance!"

"Even if you master the mind world, you won't necessarily lose if you don't succeed. You can forcibly break the mind world with enough moves!"

There are also masters who still think that Wucheng still has a chance to win.

Not long after, the sky and the earth shook on the crystal wall, and a blue light spot appeared in the sky again, and then suddenly spread into a blue light curtain.

The fish tiger's mutilated body covered with scars and covered with flames appeared in the air.

But in front of him, a completely blurred figure, whose body is smudged and covered by layers of blue.

As if infected, it gradually melted away.

"Just a little bit..."

A voice with unwillingness came from the blue, vague voice.

Opposite him, Yuhu's face was full of astonishment, surprise and fear, and the next moment, the blurry blue figure completely disintegrated, turning into a ray of spiritual light and slowly flying towards Yuhu's body.

It also means the game is over.

In the end, the fish and tiger won.

No one knows what happened in the mind world, why Wucheng said that, and why Yuhu showed that expression in the end.

With Yuhu's victory, a new round of howling ghosts and howling wolves ushered in the spectator venue.

If it weren't for the inability to use force in Longyuan City, these people would have started fighting long ago.

Lost too much.

The previous battle between Zhou Bolan and Togo, and the battle between Yuhu and Wucheng this time, these two battles have emptied many people's fortunes.

In fact, with the previous incident, the bettors in this game are still very restrained.

After all, the difference in superficial strength between the two is too great. If you win, you won't win much, and if you lose, you will lose a lot of money. A truly smart person will not make too much of a bet.

Everyone knows that if the odds vary too much, people with low betting odds will not make money at all. If you invest more and less, the final result may not be much different, but the risks you take will be very different.

...

Chen Fan played with the jade token in his hand.

Looking at the chips that have skyrocketed again by more than ten times, he also has a subtle expression.

Betting 400 million, nearly twelve times, rose to nearly 5 billion.

There are tens of millions of fighters participating in the bet, and many sect forces and big shots may have participated in it. Among the winners, there are probably very few who win more than themselves.

In fact, when Chen Fan got so much money, Chen Fan felt a bit dull and boring despite being happy.

With so many Yuanjing, it has lost its own meaning.

For him, although Yuan Jing is needed to mobilize Baihuangjia and Xiaodie, let alone so much, even if it is ten million, one million, it is enough for him to use for a long time.

There are so many yuan crystals, but it will be difficult for him to spend them all in his long life in the future.

In fact, when the number of Yuanjing reached the upper limit that Chen Fan needed, it was just a number.

At this moment, he seemed to understand Chen Tianqian's mood a little bit.

What's the use of having more crystals?

It's even hard to buy a low-star Dao artifact, or a better Void Saint Pill.

Of course, so many multi-crystals are used to cultivate influence, but it has no small effect.

"When we go back, donate part of it to Jianzong...the rest will be used to train Lingyunmen and rebuild the Xingchenmen."

Speaking of which, he is still the cheap headmaster of the Star Sect.