Wood Type Only Has Support? I Will Directly Transform Into A Buddha!

In the underground arena, on the first-level competition stage, there was a middle-aged woman lying in front of Lin Cang.

This is his third game today, and he has won all three games.

Not only did he win, but he did so with ease. The opponent's strength was obviously not on the same level as him, and they were all crushed.

This made the audience chant and wave, and Lin Cang's popularity grew.

After the host came to the stage to announce the results, he looked at the young man in front of him and said respectfully: "Mr. Lin Cang, would you like to continue the competition?"

"Continue." Lin Cang said expressionlessly.

The three games are not very expensive, so you have to seize the time to complete the task.

The opponents in the fourth game came on stage, and the big screen began to display information from both sides.

[Lincang: First-level intermediate wood-type superpower user]

[Record: Five wins from five games]

[Points: 5]

[Odds: 1:1.01]

[Huang Na: First-level advanced water power user]

[Record: twenty wins and sixteen losses]

[Points: 4]

【Odds 1:1.8】

"Is this the only odds?" Lin Cang shook his head and bet 220 million for himself, which was all his current funds.

Originally, after spending 100 million yesterday to buy the crystal core of the third-level advanced wood-type monster 'Bai Linghu', he only had 170 million left. However, in the three games today, he bet on himself and won another 50 million.

But now the problem has arisen. He has exposed too much strength at this moment.

The backstage evaluation of the underground arena is not stupid, and the odds are getting lower every game.

This made Lin Cang helpless, but made his supporters even more excited!

Now Lincang has gained a lot of fans. Those fans believe that the lower the idol's odds, the more proof he is that he is strong!

"You're so handsome!" A young man in fancy clothes in the stands waved his arms fiercely while looking at Lin Cang's odds.

"Brother Lin proved himself in just five games. He is worthy of being my idol."

"Is five games too few?" said a companion next to him: "This is five consecutive victories, and it was completed within two days. It's scary."

"How many consecutive wins do you think he can complete today?"

After hearing this, the flashy young man thought for a while, "Let's at least win three more games in a row."

"I think so."

…

The discussion between the two is just a microcosm of the audience. Now the topics in the first-level arena are almost all about Lin Cang.

This made other players dissatisfied. One of the young men with a silver medal said: "This newcomer has risen too fast and doesn't take us old people seriously at all."

"Yes." His companion also said.

"But I guess the higher-ups will send you to Lincang's Silver Promotion Tournament. You must break his winning streak and bring him back to his original form."

"This is natural." The silver young man nodded proudly.

"How old is he now and he comes here to take our place? It's really disgusting."

"Well, he obviously doesn't have to trade his life for resources like the rest of us. He has other options." His companion, who was around thirty, looked very lonely when he said these words.

Like Baiyin Youth, he knew how talented Lin Cang was.

They are all thirty years old and are still struggling at the first-level advanced level, and they will never make much progress in their lives.

In fact, they don't want to come to the underground arena to work hard, but if they don't do this, which big force will be willing to give them resources?

Lin Cang actually discovered these problems, so he dared to set a hundred challenges for himself.

The first-level players in the underground arena have few supernatural arts, are weak in power, and are of low level. It can be said that they come here to risk their lives because the superhumans eliminated outside can no longer survive.

Most real geniuses will not hang out in underground arenas, at least not at the stage of first-level superpowers. They all have resources provided by the school.

…

Huang Na is twenty-six years old this year. She has been in the underground arena for more than a year and has participated in a total of thirty-six competitions.

So many games made her understand how difficult it is to upgrade to the Silver Medal. It took more than a year to get 4 points.

And now she looked at the shameless young boy in front of her who had already accumulated 5 points, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Lin Cang, you are so amazing. You won five games in a row as soon as you debuted. This is an honor that many people cannot achieve until they die."

"Thank you." Lin Cang smiled slightly, looking very polite.

In the five games, except for Pan Qiang, he killed the other four players.

This is the unspoken rule of the underground arena, and most people abide by it.

After all, a murderous person's opponent will respond in kind.

Unless there is really no chance to kill, there will be no mercy.

And if it's the other way around, and everyone knows that you have no life-or-death intentions, then they will basically give each other face.

After all, those who can come here are "poor people."

Lin Cang sighed after learning this.

The supernatural beings competing here are just a bunch of wretches relying on each other to survive.

However, although he felt pity, he did not sympathize with anyone who came here to compete.

Lin Cang's idea is simple.

As long as you come, then you must be ready to be killed.

There is no one who is completely undefeated, it just depends on the number of games.

However, although the underground arena was cruel, Lin Cang liked it very much for some reason.

This feeling of walking on a blade fascinated him and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Haha." Lin Cang shook his head and laughed at himself, "I will die here one day."

…

At the beginning of the competition, although Huang Na did not stand out, she still made Lin Cang's eyes light up by creating a magic technique - water whip.

He thought that it was impossible for water-type people to have attack methods, but he didn't expect that a mere first-level superpower user would think of using water as a whip to attack his opponent.

The whip in Huang Na's hand struck Lin Cang, but he didn't dodge and deliberately tested its power.

"It's okay, it's more or less an offensive spell."

"Humph." Huang Na smiled proudly, "Lin Cang, this is what my sister came up with in order to survive here. It must be awesome."

"Awesome." Lin Cang looked at the Bloodline exposed on his chest. It hurt. "But the water power is only for control and treatment after all, and it is difficult to achieve anything."

"Your wood element is different." Huang Na was jealous.

She couldn't figure out how there was such a weirdo like Lin Cang in the wood element. The attack power of the wooden thorns in his hand was even more powerful than the thunder element and the fire element.

Huang Na knew she couldn't win, but she didn't want to give up and still tried her best.

After Lin Cang tested the power of the water whip, he lost interest in her and trapped her with Four-Pillar Prison. Huang Na decisively gave up after finding that she couldn't survive the struggle.

"Lin Cang wins!" the host announced immediately, and then asked: "Mr. Lin Cang, you..."

"No more fighting, let's talk in the afternoon." Lin Cang walked down from the ring.

Playing four games in one morning, this progress has exceeded his original plan.

There isn't much spiritual energy left in the body now, so I can't hold on any longer.

Didi——

At this time, Lin Cang's cell phone rang, and he picked it up to see the amount of his bet.

"Two million for two million..." Lin Cang shook his head. The risk was too great, and it was no longer worth taking.

After his spiritual energy recovered in the afternoon, he did nothing else and immediately applied for a fight. He played four more games in one afternoon.

The first three games were all very easy, and he defeated his opponent with one move.

Only in the last game when I was promoted to the Silver Medal did I encounter a tough opponent, but it was only a little bit tougher.

Lin Cang went all out and the opponent fell to the ground without even being able to last five minutes. He advanced successfully.

"Congratulations to Mr. Lin Cang!" The host created an atmosphere, and Lin Cang's fans shouted his name loudly.

They won eight games in a row in one day and went from bronze to silver in two days. They had not seen such terrifying speed for a long time.

Lin Cang's excellence also attracted the attention of the top brass of the underground arena.

Although they did not interfere in the game, they adjusted Lincang's odds to pitifully low.

Now 100 million can only win 100,000, an odds of one thousandth...

This made Lin Cang scold him, knowing that his "money making" bug had been fixed.

“You’re really stingy, you can’t help but take action now that you only have over 200 million?”

Lin Cang saw that the odds of his opponent in the next game were as high as 1:10, while his own was only one in 10,000...

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