Chapter 373 (1/2)
In the arena, Wang Chen quietly waited for his game to begin, and three more games would be his turn.
Below, a fierce battle is continuing, bloody. It's a battle between two high-level warriors.
Above the stands, there was a roar of boiling sound, a lot of noise, not lively.
On the side of the arena, the battle is divided into many groups. You can enter only when you reach the strength of Lingwu at least.
There are three levels of groups: the first level Lingwu group, the middle level Lingwu group, the high level Lingwu group, the first level wuzun group, the middle level wuzun group, the high level wuzun group, and the king wuzhe! There are nine regular group level competitions. This level of challenge is the most common and relatively simple.
Of course, there are other challenges in the unconventional group! It is divided into three levels: Lingwu level, wuzun level and Wangwu level. The challenges at these three levels are much more difficult! For example, the warrior challenge is that all martial artists can sign up, from first-order martial artists to ninth order martial artists and even half King martial artists.
The challenge at this level is much more difficult, but once you win, the reward is also very considerable. It is also the most intense and exciting battle series.
This time, Wang Chen signed up for the unconventional group challenge - the warrior level challenge.
In his seat, Wang Chen waited quietly. Zhenyuan slowly flowed in his body, adjusted his state to the best, and was ready to deal with the next series of challenges.
As for Xiang qiankan, he was already running to bet.
In the arena, the most exciting thing is the duel. Of course, the most exciting thing is the result! Because every game has a certain odds, every game, you can bet! Xiang qiankan certainly won't miss such a money making opportunity, especially he who knows Wang Chen's strength.
”Hahaha... Boy, I bet you 100000 gold coins, and I bet you 300000 gold coins in total. You have to cheer up!” a moment later, Xiang Qian ran back to Wang Chen and said with a laugh.
The maximum bet in each duel is 100000 gold coins, so Xiang Qian can make the maximum amount. At the same time, he made 100000 gold coins in the name of Ke'er and Zilan! Three hundred thousand altogether.
”What's the odds? What's the strength of the opponent?” Ke'er asked hurriedly when he was interested.
”It's a little funny. I'm against the eighth level warrior. Haha, this boy can't be dealt with with with one hand? Haha, it seems that the dealers haven't received the news in time. I don't know how powerful this boy is. The odds are 1:2.2 for this boy and 1:0.6 for the eighth level warrior. Tut tut tut... Now we're going to make a lot of money!” said Xiang qiankan, more excited.
Obviously, this is the best opportunity and way to make money! If Wang Chen's strength is fully demonstrated, it will be difficult to make money in the next game. I think so. Wang Chen killed the stinger as soon as he returned to the sin city, and then went straight here. It's reasonable that the dealer didn't grasp the news in time.
Looking at the excited appearance of Xiang qiankan and Ke'er on one side, Wang Chen couldn't cry or laugh. These guys
Simply ignored, Wang Chen quietly waited for the beginning of his game.
In the arena, the three games ended soon, and it was Wang Chen's turn in the twinkling of an eye.
”Boy, kill well! You can't lose this money!”
”Bad guy, come on!”
Seeing Wang Chen get up and walk towards the venue, Xiang qiankan and Ke'er quickly refuel.
In the field, Wang Chen stood there quietly. Soon, his opponent appeared opposite Wang Chen in a burst of cheers.
The eighth order warrior is a man of about twenty-five or six years old. The eighth order warrior at this age is pretty good.
”Hahaha, giant tiger, tear the boy!”
”Giant tiger, a second kill!”
As the two appeared, the stands became lively. Thousands and even tens of thousands of people shouted together. The noise was like thunder, wave after wave.
It seems that the return of Wang Chen and the killing of Wang Chen's poison stab brigade have not yet reached these people's ears. In the eyes of these people, how can Wang Chen, a little five rank martial artist, be the opponent of giant tiger? This is looking for death. It's too much to sign up for the warrior challenge.
”Boy, the fifth level warrior? Leave your last words!” the eighth level warrior called Giant Tiger looked at Wang Chen and said faintly.
Words with disdain and ridicule! For him, a small five rank warrior was just the size of an ant in front of him.
”Last words? It's you who should stay!” Wang Chen Leng hum, followed by ChiYan's giant sword: ”don't talk nonsense, fight!”
”Hum, since you're in a hurry to die, don't blame me for being rude!” the man moved his tibia easily and snorted faintly.
The battle is imminent, and the stands are boiling. In the city of sin, blood can always arouse everyone's strongest enthusiasm.
”Hahaha... Kid, how dare the fifth level martial arts master challenge here?”
”I'm sure this little guy is not the enemy of the giant tiger!”
”Yes, the giant tiger is the best of the eight rank martial artists!”
”The little guy is dead...”
”Hahaha, giant tiger, tear him, tear him...”
From time to time, a sneer or two came from the stands, which made Wang Chen smile more and more.
This seems to be back to the days of Qingfeng city. Didn't you spend it in such cynicism? Now, after two years, he is no longer the original teenager.
These taunts will not have any impact on Wang Chen! Looking at these people, Wang Chen showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. The Wang family will become the city of sin today. He wants to announce the rise of the Wang family!