Chapter 0788

Sure enough, in the VIP area, someone has begun to congratulate the owner of the grimace in advance. He is a practitioner wearing a purple robe and a Yama mask. From his voice, he should be an old man with extraordinary bearing.

"Daoyou is worthy of congratulations. If you win another battle, you will win ten in a row. If you can win it, the head size red blood gold is in Daoyou's bag. Do you have any intention to sell it?" A jinpao man with a golden mask on his face compliments the old man with the mask of hell around him. At the same time, he says his purpose. He wants red blood mother gold.

"As the saying goes, there is a strong hand in the strong, and there is still a mountain high. Before everything is settled, I don't dare to say that I will win. After all, the one who rushed to the ninth game didn't have it, but ninety-nine percent of them were defeated in the end." The old man laughed.

"Don't be too modest, Taoist brother. I've been observing for several days. You are full of blood and spirit. You are absolutely a genius in the real fairy. Other people's war servants don't have the strength. This ten crown king is definitely a Taoist friend." The golden mask practitioner laughs.

"That's not necessarily true. In the tenth battle, it's the dead in the arena. You should know how terrible the bronze warrior, who is known as the duel terminator, is." A thin old man with hazy Shenxia on his face gave out a gloomy smile.

As soon as the skinny old man said this, the VIP seat suddenly quieted down. It seemed that there was a layer of haze over the sky. Obviously, this bronze warrior with duel terminator was really terrible.

"May I ask this distinguished guest, do you want to challenge the title of the 10th crown?" Soon the arena was cleaned up by the staff. A beautiful hostess went to the center of the arena and asked the old man with the mask of Yama.

"We have come to this stage, and naturally we have to have a shock." Yama mask, the old man said in a deep voice.

Li Shaoyu can find that when the old man of Yanluo mask said this, the body of the ghost faced war servant was obviously trembling. Obviously, he knew the horror of the bronze warrior and was already timid before fighting.

"Well, please have a rest. After 20 minutes, the battle for the 10th crown will start. The bronze strongman who represents the black blood arena is known as the duel terminator. The odds are one for one. The challenger is the ghost face servant of Yanluo VIP. The odds are one for ten. You can take advantage of this time to make a bet." The beautiful host nodded and said with a smile, then left the arena.

After all, Li Shaoyu's face is not as good as Jin xianding's. However, most people are also like him, obviously full of confidence in bronze Rex, so there are many people who can win bronze Rex.

"The black blood arena has given me money again. Recently, my economic condition is not very good. I've been waiting for someone to attack the top ten champion. I can earn some living expenses. Ha ha..." A burly man did not shy away at all. He took out a ring full of things and put it on.

Li Shaoyu also bet a little. If he wins, he will win. If he loses, he will lose. His purpose is to observe how strong bronze strongman is. In his mind, he has developed a way to get rich quickly.

Soon the battle began. Although the name of the bronze strongman in the black blood arena sounded very rough, when he appeared in the challenge arena, Li Shaoyu was stunned. It was clear that he was a binbinxiushi in a green shirt, which was far away from his image of a big man.

"Ah The ghost face fighting servant is very strong, and absolutely belongs to the best of the real fairies. As soon as he came up, he launched a fierce attack. The sword Qi continued to chop down the bronze warriors one by one, almost covering the whole arena!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the arena, a light curtain lights up to cover the two people, so as to avoid the release of energy. The sword bombards the light curtain, causing an energy storm, and the whole arena seems to be raging and burning.

The bronze strongman was very calm. He didn't move until the sword was close to his body. There was a flash of brilliance in his hand. A bright long knife directly split the sea of fire, opened up a road in the sea of fire, and then jumped up, like an eagle tearing the sky, instantly killed the ghost face and servant's head. The knife in his hand suddenly chopped down, giving people a kind of cut The illusion of Xinghe is intoxicating.

Poof!

The ghost face war servant let out a scream, and then he was cut in half by the Dao Qi, and was killed together with the real spirit!

In the arena, there were cheers like a landslide and a tsunami. All of them were shouting the names of bronze warriors. A few people showed their dispirited expressions. Originally, looking at the ghost faced soldiers, they had some hope, but they were all lost.

"The bronze warrior is getting more and more powerful. It seems that today the red blood gold will become a ownerless thing again. It's a pity that it's the Taoist friend's war servant." The golden mask practitioner sighed.

"I managed to collect this war servant. It's a pity to lose it like this. But if I can't defeat the bronze warrior, I'll live up to my death. It seems that I have to search for a stronger war servant. This Taoist friend, let's say goodbye." The old man of Yama mask stood up and left the arena. His strongest servant was dead, and it was meaningless to stay.Li Shaoyu can't help frowning. This bronze warrior is really powerful and has great talent. He is no worse than the successors cultivated by the top forces in the sea of stars. Why does such a talent become a tool of gambling? Is it voluntary or forced?

Moreover, from the performance of the old man with Yan Luo mask, the other party has no feelings for his war servants at all. They use them as tools. If they fail, they will be discarded even if they don't die.

This bronze strongman is obviously a servant trained by the black blood arena to fight against the guests who can enter the 10th game. After all, the black blood arena is not a big injustice. It is impossible to give away the extremely valuable red blood gold easily. That is just an attractive gimmick.

"Well It's been nearly a year since this bronze warrior appeared, and he hasn't lost a single game. As long as the last level is him, the spirit material of the black blood arena won't be lost. This mother gold has appeared in the reward three times, but it's a pity that none of it can be taken away. It's time to replace the next prize in three days. I'm afraid I won't get this mother gold again. " The golden mask practitioner sighed.

Li Shaoyu retreated in silence. This mother gold is of great value. He is short of money now, so he wants to get it anyway. Moreover, those war servants are just limited in the fairyland, and he can play it.

When he comes to a corner where there is no one, Li Shaoyu releases himself as an old man. Then he goes to buy a set of brocade robes. He is rich and noble. He has to disguise himself to be decent, so that he can better hide from others. Otherwise, even if he gets the mother money, he can't keep it.

Soon, he bought all his camouflage props. He disguised himself as a war servant with a tiger mask, and he disguised himself as an old man with a monkey mask. They turned around and returned to the black blood arena.

At the door, Li Shaoyu's separation explains his intention to take the war servant to participate in the gambling fight. A steward immediately greets him with a smile and asks what level of gambling fight Li Shaoyu wants to participate in.

"I'm here for the first time. I don't know what level of gambling you have?" Li Shaoyu pretended to be old-fashioned and asked the steward.

"There are five levels in the wager: black iron, bronze, silver, gold and Star Diamond. I don't know which level you always want to take part in?" Looking at Li Shaoyu's separation, the old steward said with a smile that he hoped the other party would participate in high-level gambling, because the higher the level of gambling, the higher the commission he could get.

"What are your grades? Strength? " Li Shaoyu asked softly.

"Not by strength, of course, but by financial resources." The old manager said with a smile.