People in Douluo, I am Ezreal

On the stage.

Yan is wearing a red warrior uniform, a lava mask on his face, and flames dancing on his body, looking very majestic.

The swordsman master wore a large hooded black robe that covered his whole body, and his face was covered with a bronze mask.

"Lord of Fire, Ancient Martial Spirit, Forty-Level Attack Soul Sect." Yan's face under the mask is full of arrogance, emphasizing the word "ancient", which is the symbol of a top-level martial spirit.

The swordsmanship master stretched out his hand and slowly took off the black hat on his head. Under the wide black robe, an ordinary long sword emerged from the cuff of his right hand. He said indifferently: "Martial soul long sword, a level 48 attack-type soul master."

"The soul fighting begins!"

The battle is about to break out.

Yan quickly raised his hand, and a pillar of extremely hot molten fire erupted from his palm. This was the first soul skill - Hell Magma Rush.

The swordsman master was holding a long sword, and his figure was erratic, like a ghost, twisting back and forth around the hell lava. Seeing this, Yan wanted to strengthen his attack, and the third soul ring under his feet lit up: "The third soul skill, hell...

....”

Before he finished speaking, the sword was placed on his neck, and the swordsman master appeared behind him, his eyes full of coldness, and he said indifferently: "You lose, please step down."

Yan broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly took back his spirit and spirit ring. The audience burst into overwhelming cheers, and everyone was cheering.

In the arena hall, many soul masters were extremely depressed that the Golden Generation was defeated miserably.

"What the hell? Are you losing now?"

"Return the ancient martial soul? The ancient wronged soul!"

"Fire Lord? Candle Lord!"

"Could it be that Wuhun Palace is in charge?"

"There is a shady story, there is definitely a shady story!"

"I exported all my wives."

"I'm losing my hemp."

Some people cursed, some were unwilling, some regretted, and some even secretly had murderous intentions, but in the end they put their minds aside. Anyone who can get one million gold soul coins to play must be from a top power and cannot be offended.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena were equally surprised. Although the sword master was six levels higher, Yan was defeated so completely. They never expected this. There was a slight change in the eyes when they looked at Ezreal.

He just pressed for one million gold soul coins. If it wasn't luck, then it was just vision.

Thinking back to what he just said, I'm afraid it wasn't luck, but that he had already seen through the outcome, and the outcome was already clear.

"He is indeed a master." Ezreal tossed a golden soul coin in his hand and praised.

The reason why I bet one million is because I noticed something in the information: the swordsman master's martial soul is not of high quality. He has been trapped in the Soul Sect for nearly ten years and often wins with his superb swordsmanship.

It is true that the strength of Yan's martial spirit far exceeds that of the swordsman master, but in terms of skill, he is far behind.

Skills are very important. Martial spirits can only determine the upper limit, while skills determine the lower limit. Soul masters rely too much on soul skills, so among the people they meet, only Tang San shows good skills, but they are only good.

If Aatrox came, he would definitely ridicule loudly: "Retarded skills, hahahaha..."

The swordsmanship master was limited by his talent in martial arts, so his level was destined not to be too high, but in the land of Soul Sect, he was just a local snake, and a young man like Yan was really not good enough.

If the martial soul is replaced by the Seven Killing Sword, there is a high probability that there will be a sword master in the future, but it is a pity that it cannot be replaced.

In fact, this type of soul master is very common on the mainland. The soul power is limited by talent, and the level cannot be improved. They can only hone their skills, but the sword master is undoubtedly the best.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena took a deep breath and suppressed their depression. It’s not like the golden generation has never lost before. Tang San, the protagonist of the original work, was beaten by Shui Binger’s skills to the point of doubting his life, let alone Yan as a supporting role of a dog licker?

Failure is the mother of success. Anyway, where the talent is, his future achievements will definitely not be comparable to that of a swordsman master.

"Make a fortune." Ezreal took the gold card handed over from the counter and directly earned one million gold soul coins this time.

Although with the Star Luo Token, the Seven Treasures Glazed Token and the Blue Lightning Overlord Token, you can go to the bases of the three major forces to withdraw money at any time, but the money you earn with your skills is incense.

Yan returned to the arena hall in frustration and said dejectedly: "Nana, I'm sorry, I disappoint you."

"Yeah." Hu Liena hummed, her attention focused entirely on Ezreal, and Xie Yue did the same.

They were now very curious as to who the other party was and what his strength was. After Yan noticed his companion's gaze, he also looked over.

"Do you want to bet with me?" Ezreal asked with a smile. It seemed that he had encountered a few taken advantage of today.

"Okay!" The golden generation snorted in unison.

"Then let's play a few more games. This time I'll beat the mighty tiger." Ezreal pushed out 50,000 gold soul coins, "Of course, you can choose to make a fortune with me."

The three of them looked at the big screen. The powerful tiger was five levels lower than the opponent, so they directly bought the opponent for 50,000 yuan.

Then......

"It's unbelievable that the powerful tiger can actually hide such a unique skill. It's really a miracle of great power!"

The host's roar echoed in the arena.

The golden generation looks ugly, yet they actually lose again. How can these yellow-haired people be so accurate in judging people?

"Come again! Let's defeat the fastest and strongest Max with 50,000 gold soul coins." Hu Liena felt confident after pondering for a long time.

"I beat Beria." Ezreal became more confident.

"Beria only used two sticks to defeat the fastest and strongest Max." The host still roared.

"Come again, we will defeat the invincible Zuo Fei in this round and we will definitely win." Xie Yue's aura is fully activated, and she is confident of victory.

"Then I'll suppress Tyrant." Ezreal smiled.

"The invincible Zoffi has fallen." The host was slightly speechless. How dare you call him invincible?

"Come again! We'll suppress Kamen Rider, no problem." Yan slapped the table and pushed out fifty thousand again.

"I beat Severn." Ezreal also said with Fifty Thousand.

The host sounded excited: "The end of Kamen Rider has arrived!"

Yan Buxin said: "Do it again! We will defeat Super Vegeta in this round. We are absolutely confident that he will not fail."

"I'm crushing Cell." Ezreal smiled numbly.

"Vegeta fell down quickly like a tragedy." The host sighed, it was really a tragedy that he fell down quickly.

"Come again! Let's suppress Daz, and we can win back in one wave." Xie Yue clenched her fists, and veins popped out on her forehead.

"I'll crush Atum." Ezreal laughed until he couldn't hold back.

"Atum completed his final counterattack amidst the wind and candles!" the host roared to the sky.

"Come again! If we defeat Sun Ce, the little bully will win!" Hu Liena's eyes were red, like a gambler who couldn't afford to lose.

"I'll press Dabao Xu Sheng." Ezreal was still laughing wildly.

"Faced with the bully's extravagance, Dabao took a sip of wine and asked, "Have you had enough trouble?" the host said in an impassioned tone.

Six hours later.

The face of the golden generation was dull and extremely pale. In just six hours, they lost all their gold soul coins, a total of one million.

On the other hand, Ize's face almost broke with laughter, and he now has up to three million gold soul coins.

The onlookers were stunned. Where did this monster come from? He won two million in six hours without losing a single game. Is this reasonable?

"Bet bet...God of Gamblers!"

I don't know who shouted.

"God of Gamblers!"

"God of Gamblers!"

The whole place was boiling.