Chapter 547

"I also bet on scar. The strength of scar is obvious to all. The strength of the masked slave is unclear and not worth it."

"I'd better bet on the ugly slave. Scar has won nine consecutive victories after all and consumed too much strength."

There was a lot of discussion on the high platform around. Many people were looking at them closely. This method of gambling on life and death greatly alleviated the boredom on the road of martial arts, and the most fierce people were the martial artists in judan territory.

The powerful Shentai warriors in the past have now become their tools for gambling, fighting and pleasure. They enjoy it so much.

In this gambling arena, there are countless disciples shuttling around the stands, helping the martial artists record their betting data, and they are very busy.

"Brother sun, should we bet on scar or ugly slave? I think both of them have the same strength."

In the stands, Sun Yi and Pang Bo sat in two seats. Pang Bo touched his head and asked Sun Yi's opinions.

"Charge ugly slaves. The strength of ugly slaves is stronger than scar."

Sun Yi kept staring at the ugly slave. He didn't know why the ugly slave gave him a very familiar feeling, but that mask could isolate his martial thoughts.

Although he didn't like this kind of gambling about life and death, he decided to see it again because of the feeling of the ugly slave.

"Oh, how many yuan stone."

"One person has a thousand top-grade yuan stones, all of them are ugly slaves."

Sun Yi's tone was firm and called a nearby disciple. The disciple came immediately when he heard the speech, handed Sun Yi a piece of paper and filled in his name.

Sun Yi waved his hand and imprinted his name on the paper. The number of 1000 bets immediately shook the disciple's body. He was so rich. However, he didn't collect yuan stones immediately, but he didn't collect them until the gambling fight was over.

Two top 1000 Yuan Stone bets were engraved, and the disciple immediately looked up.

After all, which force can open a gambling arena is not extremely powerful. It also has No. 8 gambling shop as support. It's not afraid that you won't hand over the yuan stone if you lose.

A column of incense passed, and the voice of the middle-aged man sounded again.

"Scar vs. ugly slave, start!" The middle-aged man stepped down and left the arena to the two.

In the arena!

Scar confronted the ugly slave at a distance.

Scar was licking his scarlet tongue and his eyes were full of fierce light, while the ugly slave looked calm, as if he didn't care about life and death.

"My big knife is already hungry and thirsty. Go to hell."

Scar drinks a lot. Although he has become a slave, the mole ants still steal their lives. How can he be willing to die? As long as he wins this ten consecutive victory, he won't have to fight again in the next ten years, and there will be all kinds of women and all kinds of pleasures for him to play with. This is also a rule of the gambling arena.

After all, powerful slaves can bring them money, so they will not be treated badly.

After that murderous roar, he suddenly killed the ugly slave, waved a big knife, and a hegemonic force cleaved down heavily. The red blood awn flashed and overflowed a blood knife gas, enveloping the ugly slave.

"What a terrible bloody field. Many strong people died in this field."

Some strong people in the stands sighed when they saw the strength in that field. The ugly slave was dead. Many people clenched their fists. Seeing that the ugly slave didn't hide or flash, they were yelling and scolding that it was another waste, causing them to lose yuan and Shi.

But when the bloody knife gas dissipated in the arena, the intended ugly slave was not split in half by a knife.

On the contrary, the big knife of the ugly slave was supported by a halberd in the ugly slave's hand, and the two were deadlocked.

"It seems that the ugly slave won this battle. The top-grade halberd of this day is not for you." The corner of your son's mouth rose in the grandstand. In addition to handing over a part of the Yuan Stone earned by the ugly slave to the family, as the master, he can also get a part.

And because of the slave seal, he didn't worry about the betrayal of ugly slaves at all. He thought about life and death.

"Die!" Scar looked angry, waved a big knife and then cleaved at the ugly slave.

"Die!" The ugly slave uttered a voice indifferently, and an invisible wind suddenly blew up on the whole person.

The scar hasn't reacted yet. The whole person's face is suddenly stunned and confused.

Scar's body suddenly fell apart and was cut into countless pieces of meat. His internal organs were all on the ground. It was very bloody!

In the stands.

"What happened? Why was this scar suddenly killed?"

"I didn't understand."

As soon as they stared, they didn't understand at all, and the scar was separated. What did the ugly slave do.

"Brother sun, how did scar die?" Asked pompo.

Sun Yi stared and said slowly, "the ugly slave hid the wind blade in the void with the artistic conception of the wind and the power of the void. He killed him when he didn't pay attention to the scar. It's a pity that he became a slave to others."

Sun Yi sighed, sighing the cruelty of the martial arts world. If he made a mistake, he became a slave in the hands of others.

At the moment, the middle-aged man looked iron blue, looked at the Dead Scar and scolded the waste.

"Ugly slave wins. Yuan Shi will be delivered later." Middle aged humanity.

"Ugly slave, ugly slave!"

Those who won Yuanshi immediately cheered, while those who lost scolded scar waste, which was very lively in the stands.

The gambling arena was also very strict with rules. Soon, a disciple sent 4000 top-grade yuan stones to Sun Yi.

"No wonder so many people like gambling and would rather lose their money. If this Yuan Stone doesn't go out, there will be 4000 yuan stone in the backhand and set the White Wolf empty handed."

With a smile, Sun Yat Sen gave Pang BO 2000 yuan stone, which immediately turned Pang Bo's face into a chrysanthemum. In a short time, he earned more Yuan Stone than he did.

And in the arena.

The middle-aged man walked up to the ugly slave and said, "do you choose to continue fighting or leave."

"War!" The ugly slave said.

"Well, the ugly slave continues to fight, but the odds are reduced to one to five. Which strong people are willing to challenge the ugly slave."

There are many people in the world who are not afraid to die for money. They plunder into the arena one by one to challenge the ugly slaves.

It set off the climax of all the people in the stands, and the mountain voice pushed wave after wave.

As the battle went on, the ugly slave had fought seven wars in a row. Each war was bloody and was divided into five parts.

The yuan stones in the hands of the crowd were all pressed on the ugly slaves, which made the middle-aged people's face more and more ugly. They lost a lot in the gambling arena. If there were no rules, the upper limit of one person was 1000 yuan stones, they would have lost all their money.

But even so, the profits over the past few decades have been hollowed out, and the expensive childe in the stands looks proud.

"This time they lost so much in the gambling arena. I should be angry to death. Ugly slave, you really didn't disappoint me. I will be rewarded when I return to the family."

Your childe looks excited. He is also a means of fighting openly and secretly in many gambling venues.

Fortunately, the ugly slave has fought eight times. According to the rules, there are only two wars left and can't fight again. This is also to stimulate the gambling fight. If an invincible master wins every game, then the gambling fight is not exciting.