C362 (1/2)

”I don't think any of those present at the eighth level will be a match for me, but who would dare challenge me at the ninth level?” I had thought that the people of Yan Huang Imperial City were all powerful, but it turns out that everyone is good? ”

Wu Yu wanted to prepare a magical equipment for his cultivation, so he didn't have enough money for twenty thousand Yuan Golden Pills. If he could gather forty thousand Yuan Dan beads, he would be done for.

After that, he would slowly earn more money. The efficiency of refining a Primordial Gold Pill was very high now, and he could also purchase materials to refine his own Primordial Gold Pill.

Even though everyone present was a sly old fox, when faced with the attraction of 20,000 golden cores, Wu Yu was only at the eighth level of the Golden Core Stage. After a few battles, he was already at the end of his rope.

After all, if he won, it would be a huge profit! 20,000 gold coins was not that good of a deal.

Wu Yu randomly picked an opponent. This time, he decided that it would be even more difficult. He wanted to see if he could fight again today. He wanted to see if he could raise the number of Primordial Gold Pills he had to 80,000!

As the battle had just begun, the entire arena was filled with boiling blood. Many people had placed their bets on themselves, so they began to loudly shout and clamor. Some of them even wished they could fight in place of one of them.

Wu Yu had a rather inferior Spirit Channeling grade magical equipment in his hands, but he had been able to survive many times. He reckoned that even if he were to continue acting, his life would be exposed, so he was prepared to stop fighting at any time.

The majority of the people were still betting on Wu Yu's defeat. Therefore, the crowd of heroes were all cheering for Wu Yu, who was at the ninth level of the Jindan Stage, to quickly take care of Wu Yu.

”Kill him!” Quick, kill him! ”

”It was dodged again, what the f * * k! Can you be a cowardly turtle? ”

Amidst the ruckus, Wu Yu planned to wait for a while before defeating his opponent.

At this time, Wu Yu's gaze passed by over a thousand people, and he saw three people staring at him from afar. There were many Violet Palace Realm cultivators present, but Wu Yu felt threatened by those three people. He was certain that those two men were disciples of the Heavenly Sword rank or above in Mount Shu, and were the strongest in the entire Snow Wind Palace.

”One is the Yan Huang Immortal Army while the other is probably the person in charge here.”

Wu Yu knew that it wouldn't be convenient for him to use this method to earn money since they had already set their sights on him. After all, this wasn't really a good idea.

”Enough.” With that thought in mind, he suddenly exerted his strength and increased his speed. He rushed to his opponent's side in a flash and sent the ninth level Jindan Stage opponent flying with a single punch, crashing into the crowd and instantly determining the victor.

What a joke, Wu Yu could even defeat such an opponent in the Martial Saint level hunting grounds.

”Thank you.” Wu Yu cupped his hands into a fist.

The last punch was simply too shocking, and at this moment, the entire arena was deathly silent. Everyone was blankly staring at him, and hadn't even reacted to that fist yet.

Even Feng Er, who was in the betting area, was dumbstruck. She was chatting with someone beside her, and was just about to tell them that Wu Yu would definitely lose today, letting the last person to go up on stage and fight, so the fight came to an abrupt end right in front of her.

In the end, when Feng Er saw Wu Yu casually land on the ground, her smile remained the same, but it had already frozen in place.

”I'm sorry, I've won. Please give me the count of my Primordial Gold Pills.” Wu Yu first took away the magic tools used by his clones, then the Cosmos Sack that held his Primordial Gold Pill, and the other one that belonged to Feng Er. She had to deduct a certain amount of money before she could hand it over to Wu Yu.

”You … ”You …” Feng'er was stunned for a long time. She didn't know what to say about Wu Yu. She had probably figured out that Wu Yu was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. He was already very powerful, and everything he had said was just an act.

”You're really going too far!” Feng Er said in grievance.

”Cut the crap, hurry up.” Wu Yu glared.

”Alright.” Only then did Feng'er withdraw more than a thousand Yuan Gold Pills. She returned the rest to Wu Yu, and gave the Sumeru bag to Wu Yu. She wasn't quite willing to give up, as she thought that she would bring a young fool in, but in the end he won a total of forty thousand Gold Pills!

”Goodbye.” Wu Yu glanced at Ji Qingyin and prepared to leave.

However, at this time, those three people were walking towards Wu Yu. When the people walking along the road saw that it was Jiang Xuichuan and Ji Qingyin, they immediately made way for them.

”This youth is very strong, but he's not kind enough to win money like this. So you came to take care of him, Palace Chief Ji?”

Actually, Wu Yu's words weren't very kind. However, he hadn't broken the rules at all. In order to win money here, he had to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger.