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The entire Dou Martial Pavilion is protected by formations.
? Each of the four sub-chambers has a guardian circle, which can withstand up to a fight between the peak powerhouses of the Dao Tribulation Realm. There is no need to worry about destroying the Douwu Pavilion, or harming the innocent, or hurting the audience on the stands.
Although it is morning
There are still many people in Douwu Pavilion.
In the circular duel field, two iron gates opened slowly on the east and west sides respectively, and two figures walked out from them.
The man on the east side was extremely muscular, with a scarlet tiger tattoo on his chest, and his cultivation had reached the third level of the supernatural powers.
He is Tiger King!
To the west is Qinglong, wearing a black mask and holding a Qingyun Coiling Dragon Spear. His cultivation is also at the third level of the supernatural powers.
If you only look at cultivation, the two are on par.
"Tiger King, break that kid's head, I bet five million on you!"
"Qinglong, kill the Tiger King"
"Kill!"
Bursts of shouts echoed over the duel arena.
In the duel arena.
Qinglong and Tiger King roared at the same time, and rushed towards each other murderously, as long as they killed each other, they could get a certain percentage of the chips. With Tiger King and Qinglong's reputation, this battle attracted at least a billion starting chips, even if it was only divided into one ten thousandth, it would still be one hundred thousand taels of silver.
Tiger King is extremely powerful, and his fighting style is fierce and powerful.
Constantly suppressing Qinglong.
has the upper hand.
Those strong men who bet on Tiger King all pulled their necks and roared with excitement.
As for those who bet on Qinglong, they all clenched their fists tightly, and their foreheads were dripping with cold sweat.
Xiao Yi looked at it for a while, then felt dull, looked at Ye Heng beside him and asked, "Who do you think can win?"
Ye Heng was taken aback, frowned, and said, "Master, I think it should be Qinglong!"
"oh?"
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Why?"
Ye Heng put his hand on his chin, and said in a deep voice: "Although it seems that Qinglong is at a disadvantage now, and has been completely suppressed by the Tiger King. But I don't see the slightest panic in the battle of Qinglong, but it seems that he is deliberately putting himself at a disadvantage This feeling is like digging a hole, waiting for the Tiger King to jump in!"
"What do you know about a little kid with no hair yet?"
"Didn't you see that the Tiger King suppressed Qinglong in an all-round way? When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and the Tiger King must win!"
A few people beside Ye Heng sneered.
Ye Heng frowned, and was about to speak, when he heard an exclamation like a huge wave from above the stands: "What happened just now? Why did the Tiger King die?"
"What?"
"Tiger King is dead?"
"It's impossiblemy moneyI sold my wife and daughter and it's gone. How do you want me to redeem my wife and daughter"
All the strong players who bet on Tiger King were collectively stunned.
Just now, Qinglong was fully suppressed, but he died as soon as he turned around?
The few strong men sitting next to Xiao Yi and Xiao Yi lost their eyes red, staring at Xiao Yi and Ye Heng with red eyes, and roared: "Mal Gobi is you two unlucky bastards. Before he opened his mouth, the Tiger King completely suppressed Qinglong, and you crow mouth said that the Tiger King would lose him, and he died. You two, compensate us for the loss!"
"I bet 500,000 taels on him, you must compensate us!"
"I bet one million taels"
Facing the crowd staring at them, Xiao Yi and Ye Heng looked at each other, speechless.
Can this also be blamed on them?
Xiao Yi touched his nose, playing with taste: "This is boring! Can you blame us for making a wrong bet?"
"Go to hell, pay or not?"
"If you don't pay, be careful that the two of you can't get out of this martial arts pavilion!" The five people on the opposite side looked at Xiao Yi and Xiao Yi with a stern look on their faces.
Five people already surrounded them.
They clenched their fists with each other, making a crackling sound.
Ye Heng looked at Xiao Yi: "Master, what should we do?"
"Cold salad!"
Xiao Yi rolled his eyes and said, "If you dare to make a move, break your limbs and throw them out!"
It's over.
He folded his arms around his chest, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes in the presence of the old god.
Ye Heng stood beside him like a statue.
The people watching the battle distanced themselves from each other and looked at them with interest. Such conflicts are very common in Dou Martial Pavilion, and they have already become commonplace: "That young man is out of luck, he actually provoked these five bad gamblers. "
"I remember the last time there was a bald head, just because they were sitting next to them, these five guys lost money and blamed the bald head for being unlucky, and beat people to death!"
"Young man, you should pay them the money! Losing your life for money is not worth it!"
Facing everyone's persuasion, Ye Heng smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, it's just five flies, it's fine!"
"This kid actually dares to say how many of our brothers are flies?"
The five of them looked at each other and said fiercely, "Damn it, kill him!"
Swish!
Five people rushed forward.
Bang bang bang!
After a muffled sound of punches to the flesh, calm was restored here.
There is no more than three breaths before and after.
Everyone: ""
I saw that the five fierce and strong men were already lying on the ground in disarray, or had broken hands or feet, and had completely lost their fighting ability.
Ye Heng groped around for a while, took out five money bags, counted the banknotes inside, and said speechlessly: "Five big men add up to one hundred thousand taels of silver? Are you too poor?"
The five rolled their eyes together and passed out: ""
Swish, swish, swish!
The guards in the Douwu Pavilion came one after another, and they carried the five people away without even asking about the cause and effect.
Dou Wu Ge will not prohibit fighting among guests.
For the losses caused, ten times the compensation is enough!
If there is no compensation?
Throw it directly to the duel field, release people after earning enough, and throw it in a mass grave if they die.
After this uproar, Xiao Yi's side became much quieter.
At this moment¡¡
A girl in a red dress appeared in the middle of the duel arena, and her delicate voice echoed in the martial arts arena: "The two duels in the next duel are novice blind knights, whose cultivation is at the first level of supernatural powers. The other is Ba Dao Liu Meng, at the third level of supernatural powers."
Bang!
Bang!
The two iron doors opened.
To the east is the domineering Liu Meng. His eyes are like lightning, his stature is burly, and he holds a nine-ringed sword in his arms, and his aura is like a rainbow.
The blind man in the west is thin and thin, dressed in ragged clothes, but he is blind with empty eyes.
"Um?"
Xiao Yi suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the blind man.
The blind man seemed to have sensed something, his empty pupils turned around, and they were facing Xiao Yi's direction. Turning his gray eyes, he lowered his head again, and there was an air of death, as if his life was not long.
The iron gate was opened for about 100 breaths and then closed again. The girl in the red skirt said loudly: "Everyone has half a stick of incense to place your bets!"
"Is it still necessary to choose? It is obvious that he is giving us money. The domineering Liu Meng is suspected of being a disciple of the Crazy Sword Sect. His cultivation base is even better, so he must be chosen!"
"Liu Meng's odds are 1.5 to 1, and Blind Man to 3 to 1. Apparently even Dou Wu Ge thinks Ba Dao has a higher winning rate!"
"Look at that blind man who is skinny and blind, he must be a ghost if he wins"
Ye Heng looked at Xiao Yi: "Master, which side shall we go?"
Xiao Yi let out a foul breath slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Blind man!"
"OK!"
Ye Heng nodded and asked, "How much?"
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "One hundred million!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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