rebirth proud of the world

A penny beats a hero. This sentence fully illustrates that there have been too many heroic people throughout the ages who have been in dire straits due to financial constraints and financial difficulties.

For these people, if they have good self-control, there is nothing wrong with doing busking. They can learn from a certain comrade named Qin Mingqiong in history, be self-reliant, and gain financial income while entertaining the public.

As for those who have low self-control, they just pick up the machete and take over the mountain with a flick of their hearts. They start a promising career that is at the top of the legendary wealth rankings. They get rich quickly in a short period of time. They are envious.

Others.

However, as a result, social security will inevitably deteriorate.

Hong Libing is not a good person. If he hadn't practiced at this moment, had no strength, and couldn't do any fighting profession, he would have done it without any psychological burden.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and countless thoughts flashed through Hong Libing's mind one by one.

Suddenly, a seemingly feasible idea appeared in his mind like a shooting star and was captured.

"Okay, I'll choose you!" Hong Libing's eyes flashed, and he decided on the general direction and began to think about the specific details.

Hong Libing has always been a person who dared to put theories into practical actions. The next day, after attending classes at the Royal City Demonic Martial Arts Academy, he said goodbye to the third princess and went straight to find Hong Jingyu.

"What! Make a lot of money! Where is it? Where is it? Tell me quickly!" Hong Jingyu, who has been worrying about financial constraints recently, heard Hong Libing talk about good things about making a lot of money, and it was as if he had seen a plump old man.

Taotie, his saliva almost flowed down, and his hands began to rub each other unconsciously.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but in Hong Libing's eyes, Hong Jingyu's eyes seemed to have turned into the shape of gold coins, shining golden light under the scorching sun.

"Just follow me." As he spoke, Hong Caibing took the lead and led the way.

Hong Jingyu followed closely behind, looking like a money fan when he saw gold coins.

After walking for a while, Hong Jingyu, who was dazzled by money, finally remembered to ask Hong Libing where he was going and what he was doing, these general questions.

"Martial arts arena, bet." Honglibing said without looking back.

After the reincarnation of Hong Libing, even though the mighty power that swept across the human world was gone, and the huge seventh-level god-level spiritual consciousness could not be mobilized for the time being, his vision was still there.

Just by watching how many times someone moves their hands, Hong Libing can roughly know how much that person weighs.

Although, taking into account the variability of actual fighting scenes, on-the-spot performance, psychological quality and many other factors, Honglibing does not dare to boast that the accuracy rate is 100%, but he is definitely more than 80% sure.

Of course, only Hong Libing knew all this in his heart, and it was impossible to tell Hong Jingyu.

Therefore, Hong Jingyu immediately expressed great doubts about Hong Libing's suggestion.

In fact, even the pace of progress suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Brother, don't you believe it?" Hong Libing turned his head and said noncommittally.

"I don't believe it!" Hong Jingyu said without hesitation, "If you don't give me a few good reasons, Xiaobing, I won't waste time with you."

"Well, if you return the money to me, I won't force you to continue to accompany me." Hong Libing stretched out his hand and looked directly into Hong Jingyu's eyes, "I've always been a very reasonable person."

"Oh my... Talking about money between brothers hurts the feelings." As soon as money was mentioned, Hong Jingyu immediately changed his face and smiled flatteringly at Hong Libing: "Let's go, Xiaobing, you lead the way, Wu

I haven’t been to the fighting arena for a long time.”

Seeing Hong Jingyu's appearance, Hong Caibing shook his head in amusement, stepped forward, and continued his journey.

The fighting arena, as the name suggests, is a huge fighting place. There are people fighting on the stage, people around watch and place bets, and money is collected according to odds afterwards. It is a bloody and violent place. It is not suitable for children, weak women, and psychological stress.

Poor crowd viewing.

When entering the venue, Hong Caibing generously gave a gold coin to the lady leading the way, which immediately made her smile like a flower. She thanked her repeatedly and led Hong Caibing and Hong Jingyu to the VIP table, served tea and water, and provided

Many quality services.

The VIP seats are single suites. In a place like Wangcheng where land is at a premium, a VIP seat is not cheap, but Hong Libing feels that it is worth the money.

This VIP room is extremely elegantly decorated, luxurious and splendid yet unconventional. People without status cannot get it, even if they have money.

Through the specially made glass, Hong Libing and Hong Jingyu could clearly see the outside, but people outside could not see them.

Hong Libing was sitting on the soft leather sofa, drinking a special drink, and watching the fierce and bloody life-and-death struggle in the martial arts arena, his eyes gradually became focused.

On the competition stage in the center of the martial arts arena, the war is raging at the moment. One red and one blue, two warriors who have chosen one out of a thousand and have the ability to fight one against ten, are fighting fiercely. The bronze fighting spirit is entangled in their respective bodies.

On the weapon, every time he slashes hard, it can bring out the deafening sound of gold and iron.

At this moment, the fighting arena is really full of seats, crowded and extremely lively.

Countless people roared, held their betting certificates in hand, and cheered hard for the object they were betting on, their faces red and ears red, as if they were crazy.

Time passed very quickly, but in just half an hour, five games had already been played on the martial arts arena, and the bright red blood was spilled on it, adding a sense of violence.

"Brother, help me place a bet of fifty gold coins on the blue side." Hong Libing suddenly said, and the light flashed in his eyes.

There was no nonsense. Hong Jingyu took Hong Libing's money and helped him complete a series of procedures without a single complaint, just like the most considerate servant.

Has Hong Jingyu changed gender?

Of course not!

From Hong Jingyu's eyes, Hong Libing knew that Hong Jingyu was now checking to see if he was making wild guesses. Once it was confirmed that he was really capable of making money, Hong Jingyu would definitely mess with him without hesitation.

Of course, if Hong Libing loses miserably, he will definitely protect himself wisely and never wade into troubled waters.

Seeing the red and blue figures fighting each other on the scene, Hong Jingyu suddenly took a step forward and asked: "Brother, why do you think the blue side will win? According to my observation, the red side's fighting spirit cultivation is obviously better than that of the blue side.

Fang Qiang is so strong."

"Brother, please don't test me." Hongli Bing smiled without looking back, "I don't believe you can't see the key to this with your eyesight!"

Sure enough, after hearing Hong Libing's words, Hong Jingyu immediately closed his mouth and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Judging from the color, the red side's bronze fighting spirit has reached the peak of the first level of Dacheng. The blue side is slightly inferior, only the first level of Dacheng.

But the outcome of a battle is not determined solely by the level of cultivation. Otherwise, in the future, everyone should stop practicing combat skills, finding magic weapons, and catching demon pets. It would simply be better than cultivation.

Hong Libing has observed several games. Although the red team has strong combat power, he is obviously a novice, or a noble kid who comes here to try his skills. He cares about his body very much.

Like in the previous battle, once the red side encounters the opponent's fatal move, he would rather avoid it and then fight slowly, rather than try hard to attack the opponent and take the opportunity to defeat him.

The blue side is exactly the opposite of the red side. No matter what the opponent is, the blue side will launch a violent attack with wide open and wide openings. The two swords in the hands are invincible, and the bronze fighting spirit is wrapped around them, and they will make fatal moves at every turn.

Under such circumstances, the outcome of the battle is really hard to say.

However, through observation and analysis of various detailed factors, Hong Libing believes that the blue side's chance of winning is about 70%.

Although Hong Jingyu's eyesight is far inferior to that of the reincarnated seventh-level god-level powerhouse Hong Caibing, as a third-level gold fighter, his eyesight is also quite good. As for why Hong Caibing bought the weak one

, he naturally understands that he does not buy the strong side. But in the final analysis, he cannot see as thoroughly as Hong Libing, so he is not willing to make a rash bet.

Hong Jingyu's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips curved. He suddenly felt that this was a rare opportunity to feel the reality of Hongcrack Ice.

"Haha..." Hong Libing, who noticed the strange look in Hong Jingyu's eyes, curled his lips and smiled noncommittally, without saying anything or avoiding anything.

With a flash of his eyes, Hong Libing once again focused his attention on the competition stage.

As expected by Hong Caibing, under Blue's desperate moves of opening and closing, completely disregarding his own life, as soon as he made contact, Red suffered a big loss and retreated continuously, with a look of shock on his face, and was completely crushed.

Downwind.

This battle lasted for about a moment, and the red side, which had a firm foothold, gradually regained the situation with its fighting spirit cultivation that was slightly stronger than the blue side.

However, at this moment, Blue Fang's eyes suddenly froze, and he turned a blind eye to Red Fang's sudden slash of the knife. He swept out the sword in his hand, with a sharp edge and fierce fighting spirit, aiming directly at Red Fang's head.

It’s a life-for-life style of play!

This sudden change suddenly frightened Red Fang half to death. The blood drained from his face and he quickly blocked the sword with his sword, without caring about anything else.

In Red Fang's heart, he is a delicate and expensive young man, completely different from Blue Fang, a guy who doesn't care about his life. It is absolutely unacceptable to risk his life just for the little bonus and honor after winning.

possible.

However, changing your moves in the middle and drawing your knife to block is definitely a taboo in a fight.

Seeing the opportunity, the blue side swept and thrust, immediately knocking the red side, which was already full of blood and unsteady on its feet, back and down the stage, causing a roar from the spectators around it.

At this point, the fight is over, the blue team has won, and Honglibing has earned the first pot of gold in the martial arts arena.