Liu Yu secretly observed, and found that there are many No. 4 who support four consecutive wins, while those who support No. 13 are relatively less. After all, the performance of No. 4 all the time makes many people have confidence in No. 4.
Soon, the attendants followed the crowd and collected the spirit stone for the bet.
Liu Yu thought about it for a while, and finally, she took out ten thousand pieces of spirit stone to press No. 13 to win.
This scene was immediately seen by the people next to Liu Yu, so he tried to persuade Liu Yu: "brother, I advise you not to press No. 13 or No. 4. No. 4 has won so many games and won every time. This time, it is sure to win."
Liu Yu said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. I don't think much about winning or losing. I just think the 13th looks more pleasing to the eye, so I choose him."
Seeing this, the middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "that's what you rich people are like. You like to waste the spirit stone."
"Uncle, you are not the same. Since you are not rich, you should not gamble. Otherwise, you will be ruined." Liu Yu said to the middle-aged, although the words are not good, but it is a big truth.
The middle-aged man suddenly stopped talking. He had a rich family, but because he was infatuated with this, he always wanted to win.
As a result, it was obvious that he lost to a poor man, and his wife couldn't stand running away.
However, he still enjoys gambling and comes here as soon as he has money.
Seeing the duel, Liu didn't speak to Yu any more.
Behind the two dueling warriors, there are a row of weapons, knives, guns, sticks, some special weapons, and some.
Two people, one selected the sword, the other selected the sword, the two sides confront each other in the field.
"Come on, kill him, kill him!" On the spectator seat, shouts swept through the whole duel field.
But both of them turned a blind eye and heard nothing. They had already seen such a scene, and more than once, they were already used to it.
No. 4 took the lead to take the lead. The long knife in his hand was dyed with blood. The bloody knife awn was cut out from his long knife.
No. 13 did not show any weakness. Almost at the same time, the sword in his hand split toward No. 4 with the sword Qi.
The sword Qi collides with the sword awn and makes a sharp clanging sound. Then, the sword awn and the sword Qi break up almost at the same time.
The two opponents in the duel arena are generally selected carefully, and their strength is not much different, which makes it difficult for Wu Xiu in the audience to determine who wins or loses.
It's hard for both sides to give up their fight. They are extremely skillful in skills and timing. They are also very powerful in the use of strength.
As for the control of power, Liu Yu is confident to be stronger than the other because the soul itself is stronger than the martial arts cultivation of the same cultivation, and has swallowed up the remnant souls of some powerful martial worshippers.
However, for skills and timing, Liu Yu admitted that she could not compare with them.
The sharpening between life and death, in this case, either you die or I live, can stimulate the potential.
Liu Yu watched the fight between the two sides and felt that the harvest was not small. Unfortunately, most of the people who came to watch were concerned about winning or losing. They did not pay attention to the details of Wu Jun's strength.
Unfortunately, they didn't know that if these two kings were King Wu like them, they would be able to kill them in a few moves.
It had been fighting for half an hour. At this time, the duel field suddenly changed. It seemed that No. 4 broke out completely, its strength increased a lot, and No. 13 was completely suppressed.
No. 13 seems to be able to parry, but has no power to fight back. His sword is hard to resist the attack of No. 4.
However, Liu Yu always had a feeling that No. 13 did not use all her strength, but was waiting for an opportunity, and then broke out completely to give No. 4 a fatal blow.
Unfortunately, both of them have masks on their faces, and Liu Yu can't see her expression. She can only wait for the final outcome.
"You see, what I said, I told you to buy No. 4. You don't believe it. I'm going to lose. It's a pity that ten thousand pieces of top-grade spirit stones are needed. Unfortunately, I only have 1000 pieces of top-grade spirit stones. Otherwise, I will definitely make a lot of money."
Seeing that No. 4 was going to win, the middle-aged next to Liu Yu couldn't help but feel proud again and felt sorry for Liu Yu again.
"Don't talk too early or too full." Liu Yu said with a smile, Liu Yu has been observing, he has determined that the 13th is really not with all his strength, waiting for the chance of a fatal blow.
Middle aged people don't know, so they say, "what do you mean?"
As soon as his voice fell, he saw a sudden change in the duel field. Although the fourth won many games, it was because of this victory that he even told himself not to be careless.
However, seeing that he can kill his opponent, as long as this knife goes on, he can let the 13th die, and he can not hide his joy and relax his vigilance.
Looking at this opportunity on the 13th, I cried out in my heart. This is the time.Suddenly, the strength of No. 13 increased at the speed of No. 4.
No. 4 on the duel field and Wu Xiu on the observation seat were surprised.
One blow to the throat!
No one thought that the final outcome would be like this. No. 4 stood upright, his face was full of disbelief, and it was hard to believe that he would die here.
"No way! How can the fourth lose? The thirteenth is too mean Liu Yu next to the middle-aged angry roar.
Liu Yu chuckled indifferently and said, "it seems that my luck is better than yours. I remember that the odds are five to one. It's really good to earn 50000 spirit stones once."
"What bad luck!" Wu Xiu, a middle-aged martial arts king of three grades, secretly scolds Liu Yu for his bad luck, but he doesn't dare to get into trouble with Liu Yu. He quickly leaves the duel arena because he no longer has the spirit stone to bet on.
Not only middle-aged people left alone, but hundreds of martial arts practitioners chose to leave. Most of them thought that this was a round of no suspense battle, and they crushed all their belongings on No. 4 to win. In the end, they lost the fourth, which directly made them lose their wealth and no capital.
No. 13 was taken down. In order to be more realistic, he let No. 4 relax his vigilance. It can be said that he has done a lot of work. His body has been seriously injured and needs to be treated well to meet the next challenge.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the third duel is about to begin. The long-awaited battle of King Wu is about to begin. Please have a look." The middle-aged man in charge said and looked down.
Liu Yushun looked down at her pupils.
Two masked figures were taken up, then released from their shackles and put into the duel arena.
Liu Yu recognized at a glance that the Wuxiu of the sixth grade of King Wu on the left was no doubt.
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