Chapter 183

About half an hour later, the betting storm was over. More than 60% of the audience at the scene made bets. Among the six adults, about 80% bet on the two mysterious teenagers.

Seeing more than a dozen monazite hills in the air, Gu Feng felt slandered again. He felt that the middle-aged God was indeed too dark. He had blacked so many monazites. He once thought fiercely that he would deliberately lose to the two mysterious teenagers. However, when such an idea first appeared, he gave it up.

If only for the sake of Qi, this dark and unreliable God uncle, it would be uneconomical to lose his crown and his reputation.

Seeing that no one was betting, the middle-aged God was finally satisfied. With a smile and a wave of his big hand, the yuanspar piled into more than a dozen hills disappeared and was fully pocketed by him.

Gollum!

Seeing the countless yuan spars, they entered the pockets of the middle-aged gods. Countless people straightened their eyes and kept swallowing saliva.

Seeing the smile on the middle-aged God's face, some people finally realized that something was wrong and felt cheated.

"Well, since no one has made any more bets, let's get back to business!" Nangong was wearing a black face. He was frightened by the strength of the middle-aged God, but he despised the practice of the God.

He turned to the two teenagers and asked, "you've agreed. Who will come first?"

After the two teenagers looked at each other, one of them, who looked a little shorter, stepped forward and said, "I'll come first!"

"Well, you start!"

The battle platform was very broad. The rest retreated to a corner and left it to the ancient style and the young man who needed to fight.

"Remember my name. My name is Luo Chen. I'll blow you off the stage with one punch and end your legend!"

Luo Chen was very arrogant. He immediately turned his head to the old man in grey robe on the podium and said, "please help me to suppress my cultivation to the peak of Fahai territory. I don't want to take advantage of him."

"Don't be careless!" The grey robed old man's tone was cold. He was a little disappointed with his two disciples. I used to think that young people need a little pride. Now I find that the two disciples are too proud. Even the gods dare to abuse. They are arrogant and don't know the superiority of heaven and earth.

"Obey the instruction!" Luo Chen turned around and pointed to the ancient wind again: "ancient wind, I don't deceive you. As long as you can take my fist, even if you win."

"Hehe, will you die if you don't pretend to be a big tail wolf? I don't know if you can catch my punch! " The ancient wind teased and didn't take Luo Chen seriously at all.

The old wind's attitude made Luo Chen angry. Then he said coldly, "what's the use of talking big? Let's go! "

"Who is afraid of who?"

From the hands of the grey robed old man, a strange talisman flew out. The talisman came directly to Luo Chen's head, and then sprinkled a golden light to envelop Luo Chen. After a few breaths, the talisman retreated, and Luo Chen's cultivation was suppressed, which was the peak of the Dharma Realm.

"Thank you, master!" Luo Chen arched his hand again, and then shouted at the ancient wind, "be careful!"

"Just come!"

The ancient wind roared. For a moment, he was filled with towering flames, three kinds of mana in his body were churning, and 18000 arrays of his flesh and blood were running madly. At this moment, he only felt that he had endless strength. He was confident that he could smash a mountain with one punch.

Luo Chen, not far away, also looked up and closed his eyes. He was covered with white fog, and a force of cold rushed into the sky. He practices the cold ice attribute skill, which is just the opposite of the ancient style.

"Aha!" Luo Chen roared, the white fog around him whirled wildly, and then he absorbed it all into his fist. He roared: "ancient wind takes the move!"

"Wait for you for a long time, go down!" The ancient wind also roared, and a towering flame sprang up on his fist. In this way, he quickly blasted with Luo Chen.

Both of them waved their fierce fists and rushed towards each other. At this moment, the audience of five or six hundred thousand held their breath and stared round. In order not to miss this wonderful moment, we didn't even dare to blink.

Both of them are gifted. With all their strength, the surrounding space has been slightly distorted.

At a distance of one foot, the ancient wind felt a strong cold. In a flash, he stepped up his efforts again. The three Manas in the Dharma sea are roaring madly. They are connected with 18000 arrays in the flesh and provide logistics supplies continuously.

Bang!

A loud noise rang on the platform, and the two powerful teenagers collided together.

Boom!

It exploded because the energy output of the two people was too strong. At this moment, Gu Feng only felt the chilling air on his mind, as if he wanted to freeze his mana.

But the chill dissipated shortly after it entered the body. Evaporated by the fire mana in his body.

Ripples spread in circles, the battle platform was shaking, and the aftermath of the bombing began to sweep wantonly... The scene was terrible.

The smoke and dust of the explosion flooded the two people. No one really saw what happened to them after this punch. Until after three breaths, an "ah" scream began.

Luo Chen, who was just arrogant and boundless, was wrapped in fire and flew backwards rapidly.

Oh!

Countless exclamations began, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the rapidly falling figure. Seeing this ball of fire hit down like this, the people in that area began to retreat quickly and gave up an empty field in an instant.

Dong!

Luo Chen fell heavily on the open space. His whole body was still wrapped by fire. He curled up on the ground, screamed and convulsed.

"This..." countless people are stupid. Luo Chen, who was just arrogant and arrogant, didn't want to fall to this point in the twinkling of an eye.

"Younger martial brother!" A young man outside rushed over quickly. With a wave of his big hand, the flame on Luo Chen went out, revealing a little charred Luo Chen.

"I... Lost! Elder martial brother, defeat him for me! "

Turn your eyes back to the stage, and the lens will always belong to the winner

After the smoke and dust all over the sky dispersed, the figure of ancient wind finally appeared. At this time, he still kept a position of bombing, his eyes looking straight ahead.

The flame around him went out, and his face was a little white, but with a smile, a smile belonging to the winner.