"Duncan, a level 6 windspeaker, level 7 druid, dual special professions, challenge level 13, is not even in the top five. There are so many masters in Holy Light City!"
Duncan's first profession is Windspeaker, which, like the Druid profession, is one of the special professions.? Read the book
Wu Ming carefully estimated that unless he used the black dragon transformation technique, it would be almost impossible to defeat Duncan.
But here, Duncan is not even in the top five, there are still five people ahead of him.
Sure enough, a big city is a big city, and ordinary professionals are nothing here. Having one special profession can only be considered an elite, and having two special professions can only be considered a genius.
It's a pity that Wu Ming's first profession is just an ordinary warrior profession. In terms of data alone, he is a green leaf that sets off geniuses. Not to mention comparing with the top three, he ranks ninth and tenth in the betting market.
All the geniuses can crush him in terms of statistics.
"Look, the number one Son of Holy Light is here!"
"Hey, the second-ranked Prince Lionheart is also here. I wonder who is more powerful between him and the Son of Holy Light!"
It was as if the fans had seen their idol, and there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd behind them.
Wu Ming looked back and saw two sluts walking towards him. One was wearing a silver-white high-collar windbreaker with the word "Holy Light" embroidered in gold thread on his chest. The other was wearing gold heavy armor and a lion on his head.
He wears a helmet, a purple gold gun and a red cloak. At first glance, he looks like a great opera singer.
"Hmph!" Prince Lionheart looked proudly, and the contestants around him were completely ignored by him. They just snorted coldly at the Son of Holy Light.
The same was true for the Holy Son of Light, who nodded to the Lion-Hearted Prince with a smile in his eyes, while the others did not look at him, and his arrogant attitude was clearly revealed.
Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Wu Ming had a smile on his face.
He has seen so many talented people like this who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths, like the carps crossing the river, he can't even count them all.
One is the emperor's heir, and the other is the awakened god's bloodline. They are destined to reach the pinnacle of life when they are born.
Not to mention ordinary people, even today's protagonist Green is a scumbag compared to these people, a proper high-v RMB account.
"Bet me the first place in the championship, 1 million!" When Prince Lionheart walked past the casino handicap, he suddenly stopped and slowly stretched out a finger.
In an instant, the crowd of onlookers became excited, and some girls even yelled about giving birth to monkeys and begging for support.
Turning back slowly, the Lion-Hearted Prince pointed at himself domineeringly and made a first-place gesture to the Son of Holy Light.
The Holy Son of Light smiled and faced the provocation of the Lion-Hearted Prince, and said lightly: "One million, I bet Xiaoshisan to be second.??Want to read?Book wbookw?w·1·One million more
, I bet on myself being the first.”
The Lion-Hearted Prince is ranked thirteenth. In front of a group of royal brothers and sisters, his nickname is Little Thirteen.
At this time, the Holy Son of Light spoke in this tone, as if I was an elder, which almost made the Lion-Hearted Prince's lungs explode.
Moreover, Prince Lionheart only bet one million gold coins, while Son of Holy Light bets two million gold coins directly. This is not a steady pressure on him.
As princes of the royal family and awakened persons of the divine bloodline, the Lionheart King and the Holy Son of Light are not short of money. One million or two million is just a number.
"Toad is beating Haqie, you are so loud!" Prince Lionheart showed an angry look on his face, and his hand on the purple gold gun tightened again and again.
The Holy Son of Light put his hands behind his back and smiled lightly as he retorted, "You'll know if you're being loud or not in three days."
The two geniuses passed each other by each other, but they did not fight in front of others.
The onlookers looked disappointed, and Wu Ming was just watching the fun and not afraid of the big deal.
Son of Holy Light, Level 6 Prayer, Level 8 Twilight Priest.
Lionheart Prince, level 6 gladiator, level 8 war madman.
These two geniuses who are at odds with each other are both dual special professions with a challenge level of 14. One is backed by the Holy Light Guild, and the other is the core bloodline of the royal family.
Wu Ming could tell that the robes, weapons, and even the accessories on the two men were all magic weapons with special abilities.
Compared with them, even if Duncan is at the same level, he may not be able to compete.
After all, there is no way for an individual to compete with the RMB warriors. Life is so unequal. To live in this material world, you must learn to bow your head like a big boss.
"The Holy Light Empire is not ranked high among the eight empires, but there are such geniuses. So in the Magic Empire, which is ranked first, what are the top geniuses there like?" Looking at the Lion-Hearted Prince and the Saint
Wu Ming knew that for God Son of Light, even if he used all his cards, he would at best be tied with these two people.
After all, the level gap between the two sides is too big. The other side is obviously trained according to the stage of successor and future hero, and I am afraid there will be no shortage of trump cards.
The so-called fighting across levels must have a prerequisite.
Among the top geniuses, inherited skills, magic weapons, and special occupations are basically equal to each other.
If the laws of the world of gods do not suppress the immortal way and magic system, Wu Ming has many means to deal with them.
Unfortunately, the laws of the world of gods are extremely exclusive and do not accept any external force of any nature except for the professional panel.
Wu Ming used his own shortcomings to compete with the opponent's strengths. Being able to draw a tie was the limit. If he wanted to win, he would have to raise his professional level or find another way.
"Friend, there are no odds for me here. I want to put myself first." Wu Ming has his own method, but this requires motivation that makes him crazy. Gold coins are a good thing and he likes them very much.
"You have to put yourself first, did I hear you correctly?" The person who opened the betting market laughed, as if he was looking at a madman again.
Of course Wu Ming is not crazy. He currently owes 230,000 gold coins in foreign debt and does not even have a magic weapon. If he is crazy, he is poor and crazy.
Since everyone can bet, he also plans to take part in it. This is a good opportunity to make a fortune.
"What's your name, what's your level, what's your occupation, I'll arrange the odds for you." Due to Wu Ming's insistence, the person opening the betting market would certainly not refuse the gambler.
Wu Ming explained his situation, and soon the dealer gave a handicap of 32 to 1, which made Wu Ming's mouth water.
"Do you accept the mortgage? I have a castle that I can mortgage to you."
"I accept it, but I will only give you one-third of the price for the mortgage. It's up to you whether you want to mortgage it or not."
The castle worth 220,000 yuan can be mortgaged with 70,000 gold coins, and Wu Ming can still get another 30,000 yuan.
If these 100,000 gold coins are pressed down, if he can get the first place, the banker will pay 3.2 million gold coins, and he can exchange a shot with a gun in an instant.
With the dealer looking like a fool, Wu Ming left happily.
The dealer thought he was a sure winner, and Wu Ming actually thought so too.
However, his steady victory requires a prerequisite, and that is Lucy's cooperation.
"On my own, I can at most be tied with the Son of Holy Light or the Lion-Hearted Prince. If the other party has too many cards, I might lose to the other party. However, it will be different if there is Lucy's cooperation. Lucy is
The genius of the Dragon Clan, the number one among the young generation of the Black Dragon Clan. One-on-one, Lucy can defeat these two people. If I can ride her...hehe."
Wu Ming was in a very happy mood. He was proud of his horse's hoof disease and went home to discuss the matter with Her Majesty the Queen.
In the castle, Lucy was lying lazily in the garden, enjoying her career as queen.
Upon hearing Wu Ming's suggestion, Lucy changed her face and said angrily: "What, you want to ride me to play the game, you damn slave, do you want to die?"
When he heard the title of slave, Wu Ming's face fell, and he defended: "I have already forced the castle out. If I lose, not to mention paying you back, even the place where you live will be taken away. You
Just bear it?"
"What, if you lose, the castle will be gone?" Lucy is very satisfied with her current life. She is very happy here and doesn't want to miss the world.
When she thought that if the castle was gone, she would have to go back to the Snowy Mountains to live in a cave, Lucy watched Wu Ming start to grind her teeth.
The proud breasts rise and fall. Even the movements of the future Queen's teeth grinding are indescribably cute.
When Wu Ming saw that there was something going on, he quickly stepped forward and coaxed: "If you lose, you will lose everything. If you win, it will be 3.2 million gold coins, which can buy a dozen of these castles. Think about it, you just need to let me
If you ride for a while, we will split the money you win 50/50. In fact, you have nothing to lose!"
"Then why don't you let me ride?" Lucy was still arrogant. Although her heart was 50/50 divided, the thought of being ridden still made her heart beat a little.
When Wu Ming heard this excuse, he imagined a scene of himself being ridden by the Queen.
The Queen, who is more than seventy meters long, shows her real body and rides on him. This scene is so beautiful that it makes people shudder just thinking about it.
"Don't change, I'll let you ride for a while, and then you'll ride for me, so we're even, do you agree?" Wu Ming lay on the chair, bargaining with Lucy.
Lucy glared at him, just because she was a stupid girl, she was being taken advantage of.
With a bad smile on his face, Wu Ming grabbed Lucy's waist, hugged her onto his legs, and whispered: "Your great Queen, I am loyal to you. You said I am so good,
You have to give us some benefits no matter what, we..."
"Bang!"
Before she finished her sentence, Lucy transformed directly.
Suddenly, the huge body of more than 70 meters pressed Wu Ming under his buttocks. Wu Ming felt that his whole body was about to fall apart.
Maybe you can ask Senior Brother what it feels like to be pressed down by a dragon.
Wu Ming only felt that he was being pressed down by a mountain, and suddenly he let out a low roar, and his whole body transformed into the black dragon form, regaining his female position.
"You want to crush me to death!" Wu Ming turned into a black dragon and flapped Lucy's body with its wings. There was an indescribable harmony in the scene.
Lucy ignored him, as if she was sulking.
After a while, Wu Ming stroked her with his wings and swiped his tail. Then the Queen said coyly: "Give me 3 million gold coins and give you 200,000 gold coins. This is my bottom line."
"I'll give you 2 million gold coins. I want 1.2 million, and the other outstanding debts will be written off. Nod if you agree."
After some haggling, the arrogant Queen took 2.2 million gold coins, Wu Ming took 1 million, and the debt was written off. The two parties finally reached an agreement.
At this point, a new dragon knight was born, and it seemed that he was one step closer to his goal of riding a dragon during the day and also at night.
"My Lady Queen, don't move. I'll ride on you first to get a feel for it."