Many monks in the audience were so angry that they vomited blood again. These are their savings over the years, and they are here just to be able to stand up.
This is the first time for most people here to gamble like this, putting all their savings on one person. In fact, many people here have won big before. But money has confused their minds, even if They have earned enough spiritual stones to allow them to practice for hundreds or thousands of years, which is enough for them to advance to the next level. They still feel that it is not enough.
There are only a few people who accept the temptation and leave. But how many people can do it? Human nature is greedy, and how many people are not blinded by temptation?
They had even thought of putting piles of spiritual stones into the king's bag. This sudden reversal made them unbearable.
"God is trying to kill me!" someone trembled with tears in his eyes, stumbling toward the door.
"Fellow Taoist...what are you going to do?" Someone noticed the man's strong will to die and spoke quickly.
To have the intention to die is to have the intention to die.
"I have bet all my savings for thousands of years on Qi Sha Shen. This desperate move has plunged me into a bottomless abyss, from which I will never recover. What am I still doing now? What shame do I have to go back to see my Taoist companions? ?These spiritual stones are not only my accumulation over the years, but also hers..."
"A bird can fly because it has wings. If its wings are damaged, it will fall from a high altitude and be shattered into pieces. Our monks are just like that bird, they can fly on their own. Monks don't have wings, so they rely entirely on spiritual power. I want to know if I take back my spiritual power and fall from a high place, will I live or die? This time, I want to go to Tiantai Peak...!"
The man spoke slowly, but it was full of desolation. He was determined to die, and no one could pull him back.
"Fellow Taoist...wait!" Someone heard this and spoke quickly.
"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to persuade me. This time, the only way to go is death." The monk shook his head and said.
"I'm not trying to persuade you. I'm just going to go to the rooftop with you."
Tiantai Peak is the highest peak in Cangyun Star Territory. This peak is one million feet high. If you fall from this peak, your body will be shattered into pieces and you will go straight to the Huangquan Road.
"Fellow Taoist! You are right, what are you still doing now? I was in the state of becoming a god ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years have passed and I am still in the state of becoming a god. I don't want to make progress. I wait all day for good fortune to fall from the sky. Now I have a long life. My Yuan is almost exhausted, but I have lost everything. Losing is not terrible, the problem is losing again and again. It’s not that I don’t have the ability to break through the realm, but I keep losing here and lose all my savings. I can’t bear to spend one of the best in cultivation. Spiritual stones, in this fighting star, cost a lot of money... People like me are of no use living, it is better to die."
After the monk who was trying to stop him spoke, another elderly monk spoke.
"Fellow Taoist! Let's meet on the rooftop! I'll walk with you on this dead end. You won't be lonely on the road to hell."
"And I!"
"I'll wait with you too!"
"Hahaha! How can this be without me!"
At this moment, the audience was laughing continuously. But this laughter had the meaning of relief.
Nearly half of the monks have decided to die.
The noise and laughter from the first floor penetrated the upper floor of the gambling arena and went straight to the fourth floor. The sound echoed endlessly, attracting the attention of other monks.
"What happened? Why are so many monks seeking death?"
Someone vaguely heard a series of sighs on the first floor and spoke in confusion.
Footsteps sounded on the steps, and there were monks on the second, third, and fourth floors walking down the stairs. These were all strong men who were at least the Infant God Realm, and there were even Mahayana monks.
"What are they doing? Why are they going to the rooftop? Have they lost all their wealth?" Some people looked down and saw those people with smiles on their faces, but there was a hint of bitterness in their smiles.
The monks on the second to fourth floors just do whatever they want in the gambling arena. They only come here for a small amount of gambling to enjoy themselves. It is rare for them to lose everything like those on the first floor. Life or death depends on the fate.
"I think so, these god-transformation monks are the craziest. In essence, our monks have transcended the world. How can we be trapped in gambling like ordinary people." A strong man in the Mahayana realm shook his head.
Shaking his head, at their level, most of the time they came to gamble and fight to get rid of confusion and to seek the answers they wanted in others.
In the battles with other monks, and in the fighting between oneself and others, one can see one's own shortcomings.
"They are just a bunch of cowards. How can money and life be the same?" Some people shook their heads, feeling ashamed of these people's behavior.
Chu Cheng was already approaching the passage and when he heard these sounds, he immediately stopped.
"Everyone who lost before will be given 10 million top-quality spiritual stones. And next, bet on me."
As soon as the words fell, before the monks could react, light came from the sky toward the bottom, falling in groups like rain, and finally landed in front of those who were seeking death and survival.
These are the spiritual stones that Xu Shanfei gave to these monks at Chu Cheng's order. This time there are as many as 10,000 monks in this level. Each person has 10 million top-quality spiritual stones, which also requires more than 100 billion.
But for Xu Shanfei now, this is just a part of it. Now he has trillions of top-quality spiritual stones.
Although the head of the Li family felt sorry for these spiritual stones and was confused about Chu Cheng's move, he did not dare to dissuade the ancestor from his instructions.
In the elegant room on the fifth floor, the sound of teacups breaking was heard again. The Young City Master of Cangyun Chamber of Commerce was extremely angry when he saw this scene. That man clearly did not take Cangyun Chamber of Commerce in his eyes at all, thinking that they were a soft persimmon that could be easily pinched.
"This person is a cultivator of gods after all. We will let him know the consequences of offending the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce later." The Young City Lord took a deep breath and grinned.
Chu Cheng walked into the passage and came to the waiting hall.
In fact, the life and death of these people have nothing to do with him. He just has to take care of them at the moment.
It's not that I feel guilty because the deaths of these people were caused by Chu Cheng. The current Chu Cheng is not the original deity, but a demonic clone. He is the purest person in the world, condensed by one person's negativity.
The devil has no intention, how can he have kind thoughts? He just wants to disgust the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce, so as to attract the second-step strong man, and use that person's mouth to spread a word for him to Lingbao Taoist Master.
As Chu Cheng walked in, the contestants inside all trembled violently and took a step back. They all looked at Chu Cheng with fear and deep fear.
Although they are all in the waiting hall, they all pay attention to the martial arts stage to observe the strength of each contestant and find their weaknesses.
Before this, everyone thought that Chu Cheng would be defeated. But they were still a little curious about how long he could last. But no one thought that Chu Cheng could defeat the terrifying Qi Shashen with one move.
Now everyone knows that Chu Cheng is just hiding his strength, and as for getting injured, he is just pretending to do so.
"Xie Xiongtai, I didn't expect you to be so powerful." The young man named Uncle Keng came over again and said with a smile: "No wonder you refused to accept my kindness and insisted on playing. I didn't expect you to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger."
Chu Cheng smiled and joked: "If I meet you, I will hold back. I won't let you lose too ugly. After all, you are the only one here who dissuades me from playing."
Meng Ran shook his head quickly and said like a drum: "I still don't want to meet you. Not only me, I'm afraid everyone here doesn't want to meet you."
Indeed, as young Meng Ran said, the opponent that the players present wanted to meet most before was Chu Cheng. But after seeing this person defeat the newly promoted King of Hundred Wars Qi Shashen with one move, and knowing his true strength, they no longer wanted to
meet him.
Chu Cheng smiled and said, "Actually, we have no chance to meet you. You see."
As the words fell, a voice suddenly fell from outside the hall.
"No. 103 vs. King of Thousand Battles!"
"So fast!" Meng Ran's expression suddenly changed when he heard the voice.
Originally, after the competition, the monks still had time to rest and breathe, and they would wait for at least two or three games. But as soon as Chu Cheng came off the stage, it was his turn again. It was the King of Thousand Battles again.
There is a big difference between the King of One Hundred Wars and the King of Thousand Wars. Just like Qi Sha Shen, although he is very strong, not many people still have hopes for him to be promoted to King of Thousand Wars.
There is still a big gap between Qi Sha Shen and Qian Zhan Wang.
"Now, if the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce does not want to regain its reputation, it will no longer be called the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce." Chu Cheng shook his head, and under the gaze of all the contestants, he stepped onto the fighting stage again.
As Chu Cheng walked out, the monks who walked down from other floors frowned slightly because they noticed that the breathing of the god-transformation monks became rapid.
"This person is the one who gave more than 10,000 monks more than 10,000,000 top-grade spirits with a wave of his hand?"
Previously, they only saw Chu Cheng's back, but not his face.
"King of Thousand Battles!"
Someone spoke, and an imposing young man came over from the other side.
The man came to Chu Cheng, clasped his fists and said, "I'm in Dehuo. I heard that my friend defeated the King of Hundred Wars with one move. It seems that he is quite strong."
Chu Cheng looked at the young man, a sneer appeared on his indifferent face again, shook his head and said: "I will use the same trick against you."
"One move?" De Guo's expression was sinister upon hearing this, he raised his arms and stretched into his arms, and sneered: "Friends, you must know that there are people outside the world, and there are people outside the sky..."
Before he finished speaking, De Guo felt his eyes blur, and then he felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, and then the pain hit him. He fell into darkness for an instant.
People saw the thousand war kings fly out of the martial arts platform like a killing god at Chu Cheng's kick, and fell heavily to the ground.
"hiss!"
People were shocked, this was the King of Thousand Battles, and he was defeated with just one move.
"Anyone else, please come on stage." Chu Cheng stood on the martial arts stage and said calmly, with a smile on his face. This smile was very cold, very mocking, and it was a condescending smile.
At this moment, the young city lord of Cangyun Chamber of Commerce looked even more ugly.
"If Thousands of War King can't do it, then send me, the powerful god-transformer from Cangyun Chamber of Commerce!"
Another person comes on stage, this is not a casual cultivator, but a genius cultivated by the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce. The strength of the two is incomparable.
"That's it! Please enlighten me!"
"...."
“In Bashi”
"...."
"At Xiapu Tao Cliff."
"...."
Under the horrified eyes of the people, both the King of Thousands of War and the genius of the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce flew to the martial arts platform under Chu Cheng's kick and lost consciousness.