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Chapter 494, The Fritillary Tribe Again

In the Thunder Empire's West Star of Falmouth Galaxy, a gladiatorial arena large enough to accommodate a million people was already crowded with people. Harreto had already released the news of the three-party bet, and suddenly the entire Falmouth Galaxy was filled with people. It was boiling. The three parties added up to a staggering bet of 300 trillion purple coins, which was rare in the entire galaxy.

People who received the news rushed to West Star, preparing to see with their own eyes who this shocking gamble would end up with, and who would get the 300 trillion purple coins.

In the luxury box of the arena, Tang Boyuan, Dong Zhifei, Zizhu, Harreto, Helles and others all sat together with smiles on their faces, enjoying the top-notch food and wine while preparing to watch the next battle.

"You have to go to a place like the Arena to get the feeling of betting. Tsk tsk, looking at the huge crowds of people around, the deafening shouts, and the uncertainty of betting, it makes me excited just thinking about it."

Harreto looked at the crazy crowd outside. The bet between the three parties also attracted the attention of the organizer of the arena. Naturally, it was inevitable to open the market accordingly. Of course, although there were many people betting, compared with the staggering bet of 300 trillion Naturally it is insignificant.

"Let's not waste time, Harreto, which one comes first, you or us?"

Zizhu smiled slightly and looked at Harreto and Tang Boyuan.

"I am the host and you are the guest. You go first. I heard that you have brought several top experts from the Fritillaria tribe this time. I think you should be able to win easily and win this match."

The news on Harreto's side is very good, and even someone on Zizhu's side knows that there are masters from the Fritillaria tribe.

"Okay, Your Excellency Tang Boyuan, are you ready?"

Zizhu nodded and turned to ask Tang Boyuan again.

"You can do it at any time. Chen Baichuan will wait for you to come on stage."

Tang Boyuan nodded, and then said to a person behind him. This person looked very ordinary, even a little unremarkable. He was only about 1.7 meters tall and had short hair. If you didn't look carefully, he wouldn't even know how to look. I noticed him, but he was such an ordinary person, but he was a master from the Imperial Yuanli Warrior Temple, and his Yuanli cultivation had reached an unfathomable level.

"yes!"

Chen Baichuan nodded, expressionless.

The betting soon started. Chen Baichuan came to the center of the huge arena with his hands clasped in front of his chest. Right in front of him, a Fritillaria warrior who was more than three meters tall and had blades all over his body was equally silent. Standing.

"Running Thunder! Running Thunder! Fritillary clan, Fritillary clan!"

"Tear this little guy off."

"Kill this man from the Yanhuang Empire with one strike."

The entire huge arena is shouting for Ben Lei of the Fritillaria clan. This Ben Lei is quite famous in the entire galaxy. He comes from the Fritillaria clan with a fighting name. He has experienced countless life and death battles and has never been defeated. , this time he was also invited over at a high price.

"You go first. Once I do, you won't have a chance."

Ben Lei looked at Chen Baichuan and said calmly, obviously still very confident.

"I want to say the same."

Chen Baichuan's voice was not heard, but it was very clear. In the huge shouts, it was very clearly transmitted to Ben Lei's ears. With a smile on his lips, he could see through the cultivation and abilities of this Fritillary clan at a glance. I didn't feel any pressure.

"Hmph! Arrogant and ignorant!"

Ben Lei snorted coldly, feeling that he had been greatly insulted. He always looked down on his opponents, but he didn't expect that he would be ignored this time.

Before he could finish his words, his whole body transformed into phantoms, rushing towards Chen Baichuan like lightning. His right arm was raised high, and he was ready to cut Chen Baichuan in two with a knife.

"Hahaha, this kid from the Yanhuang Empire must have been frightened. He was stunned and didn't move at all. He is dead now. Even if Ben Lei's hand knife blocks it, Ben Lei's power is enough to kill this Yanhuang Empire. The people were chopped into pieces.”

In the arena, everyone looked into the arena and saw that Chen Baichuan was in a daze. Some people couldn't help laughing happily. As a member of the Fritillaria clan, he was extremely fast and powerful. Terrifying and frightening, he has cut his opponent in half with a sword many times. Even the beast, which is famous for its defense, is absolutely unable to withstand Ben Lei's sword.

Seeing that the distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer, Chen Baichuan still didn't make any movement. He seemed to be stupid and frightened, standing there in a daze.

"Your Excellency Tang Boyuan, it seems that your people are going to die."

Zizhu had a smile on his face. He didn't know how many times he had seen the Fritillaria clan's gladiatorial fights. The Fritillary clan's hand swords were notoriously terrifying throughout the galaxy, and even the most powerful opponents would not dare to take them head-on.

"We'll find out later."

Tang Boyuan smiled lightly, seeming to have great confidence in Chen Baichuan.

"Don't blame me if you die. You have to have this kind of consciousness when you go to the arena."

Ben Lei, who was very fast, looked at Chen Baichuan who was still motionless. His arm was like a crescent moon, and the blade on the back of his arm flashed with cold light, and he struck at Chen Baichuan with the most powerful force.

Just when he was about to chop Chen Baichuan, Chen Baichuan showed an unwavering smile on his face. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand were like a vise, and they caught Ben Lei's hand knife lightly between the lightning.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone in the entire arena widened their eyes, looking in disbelief. The sword that Ben Lei of the Fritillary Tribe was holding with all his strength was caught lightly by someone's fingers. Say it. No one believed it.

Zizhu, Harreto and others also stood up in disbelief at this time, looking at the center of the arena, their mouths wide open.

"This... this is too strong!"

While it was unbelievable, everyone couldn't help but get excited. Everyone believed that Ben Lei must have not let go and could hold Ben Lei's hand knife with his fingers. He was definitely a very powerful and terrifying person. For the strong, no matter what People from that civilized race worship him very much.

"Chen! Chen! Chen!"

On the huge arena, someone started shouting for Chen Baichuan.

"ah!"

Ben Lei tried hard to pull his arm out, but he felt like an ant facing a big mountain. Although Chen Baichuan was only pinched between two fingers, he did not move at all.

"Your path has gone to an extreme. No matter how hard you practice, it will be useless."

Chen Baichuan said softly.

"you……"

Ben Lei was not happy when he heard this and started to kick with his left foot.

"Let's go!"

Chen Baichuan waved his right hand, and Ben Lei flew high into the air like an arrow from a string. He continued to flip in the air, and then fell heavily to the floor, making a dent in the floor.

"ah!"

Ben Lei roared, like a volcano erupting, and he was attacked like lightning again. This time, he was easily caught by Chen Baichuan with two fingers, and once again he was thrown into the sky by Chen Baichuan. He fell down hard again.

"This body is really hard, but if you come here and don't molest me, you can also take a blow from me."

Ben Lei was thrown around more than ten times in a row, but the Beimu people were very strong and it was no big deal. Instead, it aroused the Beimu people's fighting passion and became even crazier.

Looking at Ben Lei who was getting up, Chen Baichuan waved his white right hand, and the air seemed to freeze. Everyone saw a huge knife made of air coming from Chen Baichuan and slashing at Ben Lei.

Ben Lei reacted not slowly, and raised his arms high in time. He felt like a big mountain was pressing down on him. Ben Lei stood up high, but was suddenly crushed to the ground by the huge pressure.

"Crack!"

It sounded like metal breaking, crisp and loud.

"my hand."

Ben Lei looked at his hands. The blade, which was as hard as a super alloy, and the bones in his arms were all shattered. His hands drooped weakly and kept swinging. They were completely destroyed by Chen Baichuan's hand knife.

"Why? Why don't you kill me."

Ben Lei looked at Chen Baichuan. He knew that Chen Baichuan had been merciful just now. In fact, he could have killed himself with a knife, but Chen Baichuan did not. He just destroyed his hands.

"I have no grievances against you. I don't want to kill you. Just admit defeat."

Chen Baichuan said indifferently.

"Admit defeat? Once we Fritillaria tribesmen enter the arena, we will always be killed, or kill the enemy. We will never voluntarily admit defeat. Only those who die in battle will never voluntarily admit defeat."

Ben Lei smiled sadly. From the day he stepped into the arena, he had been preparing for a day like this. This is where the Fritillaria people belong. They will die gloriously in battle and will never live in vain.

"In that case, I will fulfill your wish."

Chen Baichuan felt Ben Lei's will and knew that even if he wanted to spare his life, he would definitely die. Even if he really managed to survive, Zizhu and others who had lost money would never let him go. The Fritillaria clan Although they claim to be a fighting nation, they are nothing compared to these galactic overlord-level civilizations.

So once they enter the arena, the Fritillaria have only two choices: win or die in battle. They can either win the duel gloriously, or simply die in the arena. In this case, at least they will not be implicated in the people behind them. Beimu tribe, this is the idea that the fighting nation Beimu tribe has instilled in their own people since childhood.

The whole place was silent. Everyone was looking at the arena quietly. Chen Baichuan raised his hand again and made another hand knife. The air condensed together again to form a big knife. This time, there was no arm. Lei didn't dodge anymore.

"bump!"

Along with the dust stirred up, Ben Lei ended his life in the arena like countless predecessors of the Fritillaria tribe.

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