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After saying that, he didn¡¯t pick up the weapon and raised his fingers forward.
The place where the palm fell was directly opposite the tip of the gun, and it looked like it would be pierced, but for some reason, the gun body was lowered a little before it came in front of it, as if it was deliberately letting out water.
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Caught by the palm of his hand, he shook it slightly.
A huge force surged along the gun body.
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Kui Qing¡¯s face turned red and he couldn¡¯t help but take a few steps back.
"Can you see through my tricks?"
His eyes were full of disbelief.
Naturally, he did not let off steam just now, but attacked normally. It was just that the opponent had predicted his special move in advance, so that he could predict the enemy's opportunity and make him suffer with his bare hands.
"I said, marksmanship, I am an ancestor, you are still a bit green when it comes to using a gun in front of me!"
The body swayed again and came to the front. He raised his palm and patted it.
Wow!
The force overturned and the meteor fell to the ground.
Kui Qing hurriedly shrank, and Lin Xu retreated.
I thought that after five consecutive battles, the opponent was exhausted and would no longer be able to use this move. He could easily win with the help of a spear. I never thought Not only did he know so much about marksmanship, but he could also use this move.
He raised his palms downward, trying to block the oncoming force. His body was shaken again, and the spear flew away from his hand. A palm had already come to his face.
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He fell to the ground, his vision went dark, and Kui Qing fainted.
"The seventh game, Zhang Xuan versus Guan Yongfeng!"
Then a figure walked up. It was none other than the scarred young man who had just mistook him for a sheep.
"I thought it was a sheep, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf"
When he arrived, Guan Yongfeng, a young man with a scar, had a wry smile on his face.
When the opponent came in, he looked confused. He thought he didn¡¯t know anything and would suffer a loss when he came on the field. He never expected that Qian Xu was so strong that even Qian Xu was no match for him!
"However, if you want me to admit defeat without fighting, I can't do it, come on!"
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There was a long knife in the palm of the hand, and the zhenqi rolled and slashed at it.
Since he had a good impression of this person, Zhang Xuan did not strike hard and knocked him out after two moves.
Here we enter the sixth game, and Zhang Jiuxiao on the stage also begins to place bets.
Because he was a newcomer, even though he knocked the referee unconscious as soon as he came up, everyone was still worried about Zhang Xuan's strength. In the sixth round, more people were betting on Kuiqing. In the first round, with the help of one hundred and eleven spirits The stone doubled and became two hundred and twenty-two.
Knowing Zhang Xuan¡¯s strength, the odds were much smaller. However, in the seventh game, Zhang Jiuxiao bet all his capital and profits. After the end, his total assets reached 300 coins.
"Sure enough, I made money"
Seeing the piles of spiritual stones, Zhang Jiuxiao couldn't help but sigh.
Although he is a member of the Zhang family, as a side branch, he does not receive much salary per month. The high-grade Jingyuan spirit stone is also of great use to him. He usually earns less than one or two pieces per month. In less than twenty minutes, the number of coins doubled from more than a hundred. It¡¯s really scary!
"continue!"
Knowing what Master Zhang meant, he didn¡¯t hesitate and bet all three hundred spirit stones on Zhang Xuan¡¯s victory.
The opponent in the eighth game was a young man in his thirties, with a pair of naturally thick arms. At this time, Zhang Xuan seemed to have consumed a lot of strength after continuous fighting, so the odds increased again.
After fighting for more than thirty moves in a row, he barely won.
The number of spirit stones in Zhang Jiuxiao's hand has changed from 300 to 720!
¡°Before, he defeated the enemy with one move, but now he has taken more than thirty moves. Everyone on the stage seemed to have guessed the limit of this newcomer.
¡°It really looks like¡±
??Smiling and shaking his head, Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes lit up.
This kind of arena competition must give people an invincible appearance in order to attract more people to place bets. It is all about crushing with one move. There is no suspense. Who is willing to spend money knowing that they will lose?
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Although the people who place bets are all from noble families, and each of them has strong financial resources, they are not fools, and they must be betting after they are sure.
Because of this, Master Zhang is getting more and more tired as he fights. He must be pretending to make more money here.
Seeing that the newcomer was walking a little lightly, fewer and fewer people were betting on him to win, and they all invested in another one.
The opponent in the ninth game is a middle-aged man.
&nbs??This guy, as long as his brain is not bad, he probably won't agree! "
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Seeing the figure walking out, there was an uproar on the stage.
The person who spoke was none other than Hong Yang, the Hundred Crown Champion who made Qian Xu tremble and turn away with a low drink!
At this time, Hong Yang didn't have any fatigue from previous battles. Instead, his eyes were red, like a killing machine.
"How about it, do you dare?"
He smiled coldly and looked at Zhang Xuan.
"this¡¡"
His face was full of hesitation, and Zhang Xuan was full of confusion.
"Haha, even though you look tired, I know how many strong men have died in my hands. It can be seen that you are pretending! You have defeated ten opponents in a row, and you still have the intention to hide it Your strength has aroused my interest! "
Hong Yang smiled.
"You are joking"
His face turned green, and Zhang Xuan almost cursed.
Originally, I thought about pretending to be weak and continuing to fight against the Ten-Crown Champion to earn more bets. Unexpectedly, this guy saw it.
"Disguise? Is this guy disguising?"
"I don't look like it"
"I was going to fall down at any time just now, but after winning so many games in a row, I'm still fine. It's really doubtful!"
"What a fucking grandson. I bet all my money on him and lose. I've been making trouble for a long time, but he's just pretending"
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Hearing Hong Yang¡¯s words, everyone¡¯s noses turned crooked with anger.
Especially those who were deceived by him just now and lost their bets, they were so angry that they almost exploded.
"Even if you want to attack me, you can't frame me falsely, right? Defeating ten people in a row will cause a huge loss of strength, as any practitioner knows!"
Zhang Xuan, who was weak and pale, raised his head: "Let's not talk about other people, if it were you, do you think you have the strength to pretend that you have defeated ten people in a row?"
"Yes!" Hong Yang nodded.
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