The beginning of Panlong Super Beast

"Yes, yes, this is the organizer giving away money. If you miss this village, there won't be this store. Let's go and place your bets, haha!"

Wright took everyone to place bets, and Yan Lin and Bilan also brought their space rings to Wright to place bets.

The person in charge of the Dou Zhan Stage was leisurely drinking tea in the office with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face.

Although the fighting stage allows the middle god to challenge the upper god, the organizer is not stupid and naturally wants to test the strength of the middle god.

If this middle god has no strength at all, wouldn’t it be a loss for the organizer to open a betting market?

If someone specifically instructs the middle god to challenge the upper god, and then bets on the upper god to win, wouldn’t the organizer go bankrupt?

Therefore, all mid-level gods who challenge the upper-level gods must pass the test, and those who do not have the strength of the upper-level gods are not allowed to take the stage.

But this time the organizer did not test Yan Lin's strength, because the city lord's palace had already summoned him, and this Yan Lin was the person who was called the Judgment Demon who was rumored some time ago.

Therefore, the organizer knew Yan Lin’s strength and did not arrange a test.

"How about, how many people bet on Alfonso to win?"

"The winnings against Alfonso are nearly 50 billion!" The subordinate bowed and replied.

"Usually, a game is worth several billions, but now, I have bet so much in a short period of time. I have made a lot of money this time!" The person in charge was happily thinking about how much commission he could get.

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"Sir, someone on Yan Lin's side has deposited three hundred billion!" the subordinate said cautiously.

"Three million is not much."

"It's three hundred billion!" the subordinate replied.

"Three million...billion?" The person in charge heard his subordinate's reply clearly, and his voice was so loud that it could collapse the house.

"It's over, it's over!"

"This is really over. Damn it. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Who placed the bet?"

The person in charge’s face was now darker than the bottom of the pot.

The subordinate bowed even lower and said tremblingly: "They are the people who followed Yan Lin."

"Asshole!"

The person in charge didn’t know who the bastard was calling.

……

"Dear viewers, the long-awaited battle between the middle god and the upper god is finally about to begin. We invite the middle god Yan Lin!"

After the host finished speaking, Yan Lin's water god clone flew from the passage to the fighting platform.

At this time, the auditorium exploded instantly.

"Isn't this a trial of demons?"

"This idiot is just a middle-level god, how can he be a judging demon?"

"Yes, the Judgment Demon at least has the strength of a seven-star demon. Do you think this middle god has the strength of a seven-star demon?"

"Damn, this middle god dares to turn into the appearance of my idol, beat him to death!" shouted loudly.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

……

Countless people are shouting loudly!

……

"Whoosh..."

Countless spectators in the auditorium threw their objects at Yan Lin.

All kinds of ores, amethysts, inkstones, whatever they had on hand were smashed onto the stage, overwhelming. If there was really a mid-level god on the stage, he would probably be the most beaten to death by the audience in history.

Warrior.

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"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

"Ha! Ha! Ha..."

Blue Light, Renault, Maca and others were just going crazy with joy as they watched Yan Lin's water god clone being insulted and smashed by thousands of spectators on the stage.

Yan Lin's face was darker than the bottom of a pot. He thought that on a whim, he asked the clone of the middle god to fight. He thought that he would be hit by the audience with something, although he did not suffer any harm to himself.

Yan Lin stared at the happily smiling people.

"I usually don't laugh unless I can't help it, haha..." Bilan laughed, her body trembling slightly.

The host who was still on the stage at this time also suffered an unreasonable disaster. Fortunately, the audience did not lose their minds and did not use mystical powers. They just used their physical strength to smash things up, otherwise the host would be dead.

The host shouted anxiously: "Everyone, calm down!"

"The battle will begin soon, and now we invite Alfonso, the high god of fire!"

"Alfonso has won nine consecutive victories now, and will soon have ten consecutive victories. He will definitely vent his anger for everyone, so calm down!"

Yan Lin's water god clone looked at the host with a dangerous look: "What does it mean to win ten games in a row soon, ah!"

At this time, the audience slowly stopped what they were doing and stopped throwing things on the stage.

"Whoops!"

A flaming red figure flew onto the fighting platform, it was Alfonso.

After both of them arrived on the stage, the host said: "When the sealing magic circle is activated later, the battle will officially begin. Please be ready, both of you!"

After saying this, the host quickly flew off the stage and activated the sealing magic circle to prevent the aftermath of the battle from reaching the audience.

"A middle god dares to pretend to be a judge of demons. He really doesn't know how to live or die!" Alfonso said with a sneer.

"You talk too much."

Yan Lin said and flew towards Alfonso. When he flew in front of him, he punched out. This punch did not use mystical divine power, nor was it integrated with the power of will. He punched the opponent with the power of his body alone.
"Hmph, you can only rely on physical strength!" Alfonso was simply furious: "You think that becoming a judgment demon will really have his strength, it's ridiculous!"

"Boom!"

Yan Lin punched out, crossing the space, and blasted towards Alfonso with endless physical power.

Alfonso only realized the power of this punch when the fist was approaching, and quickly mobilized all his divine defense, but it was a pity that it was too late.

"Poof!"

Alfonso's head was smashed, and the soul in his godhead was shattered.

In a flash of lightning, the battle has just begun and is already over.

Some of the audience in the audience did not pay attention to what was happening on the stage and did not even know that the battle was over.

At this time, there was silence in the audience, and everyone looked blankly at Yan Lin, who punched Alfonso to death.

"Dead?" A person asked blankly.

"Pinch me, is this true?"

"Shh!"

"Damn, you're taking revenge!"

"Isn't this really a trial of demons?"

"Isn't it a superior god who judges demons?"

"Nonsense, couldn't this be the clone of the middle god who judges demons?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I just thought of it too!"

"Do you think we will be retaliated against for throwing something on the stage just now?"

"I didn't throw it away!"

"I didn't throw it away either!"

"Ah~"

"My Moshi, I missed the best opportunity to make a fortune..."

"Ah~"

……

Suddenly, the audience was in chaos again. Some people unfortunately missed the opportunity to make a fortune, while others lost everything and had no money for accommodation, and were about to be forced to survive in the wild.

All aspects of life are vividly expressed!

"The middle god Yan Lin wins first!" The host came to the Baizhan Stage tremblingly to announce Yan Lin's victory.

At this time, the host has already remembered that he just said the wrong thing.

He said to Yan Lin with a flattering smile: "Yan Lin, do you want to continue fighting or end it?"

"Ten consecutive battles, arrange it quickly!" Yan Lin waved his hand and said.

"Yes, yes, arrange it immediately!" The host quickly stepped down from the stage to report.