Virus evolution begins with Pokémon

"Damn, the boss is so awesome, he actually bet on a Golden Immortal-level fighting demon, and there are three of them at the first go."

"Yes, the Golden Immortal class here is the overlord who controls a star field and can decide the life and death of hundreds of millions of sentient beings with one word. In the eyes of these big guys, they are just the jackpot of a bet..."

"I'm envious. I wonder when I will become a being at the level of the Supreme Golden Immortal or the Great Demon King."

"You? Don't even think about it. With your background in the universe, it would be great if you can produce one. How can you not..."

The Demon Fighting Conference is broadcast to all the heavens and the world. Most of the people who can watch the Demon Fighting Conference are gods, but most of them are ordinary immortals and gods.

Seeing Du Chen and Art Duran use the Golden Immortal Fighting Demon as a bet, the impact was even more exciting than a clerk with a monthly income of three thousand watching a rich man buy a supercar and light a fire to grill skewers.

"You two are really interested, why don't I join in?" A female fairy with blue skin and two butterfly-shaped golden hair accessories on the right side of her head also said: "I'll bet on the divine.

Fighter’s One Hundred Thousand Star Core Crystals.”

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"It seems that Golden Butterfly Fairy believes in Mr. Baili's opinion more. But I think Mr. Art Duran sees it more accurately." A male Golden Fairy with blond hair and full of fairy spirit said: "I bet on Sha

Lu’s 150,000 Star Core Dharma Crystal.”

Du Chen recognized these two people, one was the Golden Butterfly Fairy from the Demon God Realm, and the other was King Xuanyang, one of the eight heavenly kings under the Supreme Master.

He has been infected by Kratos. Kratos was Mu Yunhui's demon fighter before, so he naturally knew that the backer behind Mu Yunhui was the King Xuanyang.

I don't know what kind of trend suddenly started, and the major gods in the hall began to place bets one after another. In a short period of time, they were divided into two groups.

Affected by these bets, viewers watching the live broadcast also began to place bets one after another.

Suddenly, the total amount of bets on each plane actually increased several times.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Baili Xiyue quietly used induction sound transmission.

"Hmph, Fairy Golden Butterfly and King Xuanyang didn't deal with each other before. They just found an excuse to throw a tantrum at each other." Du Chen shook his head and said: "But the bets made by other guests are actually the meaning of the Demon Fighting Field."

"You mean..." Baili Xiyue looked at Du Chen suddenly.

Du Chen and Art Duran's bets were to fight demons, while most of the others' bets were Star Core Crystals.

The live broadcast of the Demon Fighting Conference is for the heavens, and viewers from all planes can use the currencies of their own planes to place bets in the Parliament of the Heavens.

These bets will be aggregated and settled through the respective markets in the Council of Heavens.

Except for Fairy Golden Butterfly and King Xuanyang, the gods who placed bets later were just pretending to be cool.

They are all top gods in various planes and are also very famous in the Parliament of the Heavens. Once a bet is placed, countless followers and superstitious people will imagine their judgment and then follow suit.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of these great gods’ sudden bets is actually to guide viewers from other planes to place bets.

When the bets are made, the audience will worship and trust these masters even more. If they lose, the masters will just say "I was wrong." But the audience who followed the bet will lose all their money.

Why do the Demon Arena invite so many great guests?

Isn't it just a joint cutting of leeks...

Anyway, no matter who wins, Cell or the Holy Warrior, the Demon Arena will always make money.

The bet between Du Chen and Art Duran was equivalent to being used by the Demon Fighting Arena. They all knew this trick, but they didn't need to pay attention to it.

Holding this kind of conference costs tens of thousands. How can it not make money? Who will hold it in the future?

All the routines that should be there still need to be there.

I don’t know if it was stimulated by Du Chen and Art Duran’s direct bets with the Golden Immortal Fighting Demon. The betting on the main god level finals suddenly went crazy. The amount of money invested in the handicap was actually higher than last year’s main god level finals.

More than twice.

And as the battle between Shalu and the Holy Warriors heats up, the total amount continues to rise.

"Uncle, are you confident in this bet?" Baili Xiyue asked quietly.

"No, it's just a simple inference." Du Chen said.

"Well……"

"What's wrong?"

"Uh, heh, I originally thought that if you were completely sure, I would also want to place a bet." Baili Xiyue said with a dry laugh.

"You can place a bet." Du Chen said.

Baili Xiyue's eyes lit up, she thought for two seconds, and placed a bet on Du Chen's favorite Holy Fighter Five Thousand Star Core Magic Crystals.

Du Chen glanced at her. A great demon could gamble with five thousand galaxy magic crystals. If he didn't spend all his property on it, he would be considered very rich.

At this time, golden currents were flowing all over Shalu's body, and the potential in every cell was squeezed out, forming a terrifying vitality film outside the body.

The density of its energy has almost changed the gravity of the earth beneath their feet, making Sharu a new source of gravity, causing the ground to continue to move closer to him.

"Full power death ray."

Cell stretched out his right hand, and all the energy covering his body condensed into a purple-black light that shot out along his index finger, killing the Saint.

This is the ability given to Cell by Frieza's cells in his body, taken from Frieza's move "Death Beam".

When the purple-haired holy warrior faced the purple-black light that reached him instantly, his eyes burst into a ball of light, and he punched out with his right hand wrapped in red-gold holy clothing.

"Phoenix Phantom Demon Light Speed ​​Fist."

In an instant, countless attacks invisible to the naked eye were launched, colliding with the rays fired by Cell.

This Saint is a god-level existence and has long surpassed the eighth consciousness in the Saint Seiya system.

In the world of Saints, Saints who do not understand the seventh sense are just scum. When they reach the eighth sense, they can cross space and travel between planes at will.

But the skill used by the Saint at this time is a combination of the seventh sense and the eighth sense. Based on this "sense of time" that transcends the six senses, energy beyond infinite time and space is shot out from his fists.

The seventh sense allows the Saint to control the flow of time and complete the light speed punch that accelerates one hundred thousand times in one hundred thousandth of a second.

Due to the particularity of the burning of the small universe, the light speed fist of the Saint will not have an infinite mass due to the square ratio of kinetic energy and speed, thus destroying the entire universe, but it has unparalleled lethality in point-to-point attacks.

Especially when the attack approaches the speed of light, the mass amplification effect is greatly enhanced, and the attack power will explode with inertial kinetic energy that increases dozens of times.

In this one hundred thousandth moment, he punched countless times.

Every basic energy particle in the death ray and every cell in Cell was hit by a light-speed punch in this instant.

Cell and his death ray that could destroy hundreds of planets were beaten into nothingness within a ten thousandth of a second and disappeared directly from the venue.