An ordinary punch directly knocked the opponent off the ring.
How did you do it?
Everyone can see it clearly.
But everyone was confused.
They clearly saw him extending his fist, but they couldn't figure out why they bumped into his fist. What's more, they couldn't understand why they could be knocked away with just one bump?
Is there still such an operation?
A referee stepped forward and saw that the warrior had fainted. He walked onto the stage and shouted, "King Kong Zong wins!"
As soon as the words fell.
King Kong Sect Master was originally paralyzed in his seat. When he heard the referee's words, he jumped up from his seat, "Hahaha... I won!"
"I won!"
"Did you see that our Vajra Sect has won?"
"That's my disciple, hahaha..."
The excitement is like that of a child celebrating the New Year, and he is afraid that others will not know that he has won.
The people around him also showed contempt.
This is the lowest level game. What does winning mean? It means nothing.
As for King Kong Sect Leader, he didn't care so much, he kept shouting, roaring, and waving the tattered sect flag like crazy.
Long Fei looked at the sect leaders and elders who still had smiles on their faces but had very stiff expressions, and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I won."
"I demand a rematch!"
"It's simply impossible!"
"That's him, he,"
"It's definitely match-fixing."
"I also doubt that it is possible for a warrior with a cultivation level in the realm of celestial phenomena to blow away a warrior at the peak of the venerable realm with one punch? It is definitely a fake match!"
Several elders said harshly.
Long Fei didn't care about that and said: "If you lose, you lose. If you lose, you have to admit it and give me money!"
"This is a fake match..."
Before the elder could finish speaking, Long Fei's eyes darkened, "Fire Qilin!"
"Roar!"
Roared violently.
The flames in his body became stronger.
Long Fei said coldly: "If you don't admit defeat, my Fire Qilin won't be polite!"
"I hate people like you who can't afford to lose the most."
Everyone's faces were livid and ugly.
They bet hundreds of millions of Hongmeng Crystals, which are cultivation resources and their darlings.
Hu Tianhe's face was also ugly. He turned his right hand and took out a space ring and said: "This is 500 million!"
"Whoosh!"
The space ring was held up by a force and flew directly in front of Long Fei.
When Long Fei wanted to take it with his hands, he withdrew his strength and with a slight movement, the space ring fell directly to the ground. Hu Tianhe showed a smile and said: "I'm sorry."
Long Fei did not bend down to pick it up, and said directly: "Fire Qilin, I'll give it to you!"
"Roar!"
Huo Qilin's breath moved, and he directly lifted the space ring on the ground, and then swallowed it in one gulp.
The Hongmeng crystals in the space ring poured out crazily. After a pause for a few seconds, Huo Qilin burped, "Uh..."
Hu Tianhe gave it to him, so the other elders didn't dare not to give it.
Hu Tianhe had no choice.
He arranged the person, but... he was blown away with one move, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Tian Jue's expression on the side was also extremely gloomy.
Long Fei held a handful of space rings in his hand, looked at the Demon Lord of the Western Regions and said with a smile, "Money comes so easily."
The Demon Lord of the Western Region looked at the space ring in Long Fei's hand, smiled awkwardly, and said, "It's just luck. You will lose your bet sooner or later."
Long Fei smiled and said: "I have never lost."
immediately.
Long Fei threw the space ring to Huo Qilin and said: "I'll reward you with them all. You should also check carefully. If anyone dares to miss a Hongmeng Crystal, just pounce on him and eat him."
Huo Qilin swallowed it in one gulp and said, "I understand!"
The Demon Lord of the Western Regions was stunned and said: "There are at least 1.5 billion Hongmeng Crystals there, and you just give it to a battle pet? You are... too extravagant."
"You won't leave any bets?"
Long Fei said: "There is no other way. If you follow me, I have to let him eat well. 1.5 billion is nothing, and I won't give him a second look at 10 billion."
The Demon Lords behind the Demon Lord of the Western Regions all looked at Fire Qilin with envy.
1.5 billion Hongmeng Crystal, this is not a small amount.
Even a first-level sect might not be able to spend so much money, but Long Fei simply let a mount swallow him up.
After swallowing it, Huo Qilin let out a long burp and said: "Boss, there are quite a few."
Long Fei asked: "Are you full?"
Huo Qilin said: "With just over a billion Hongmeng Crystals, I'm only half full."
Long Fei glanced at the people of the ten major sects and said, "Did you hear that my battle pet has only eaten half full, do you want to continue gambling?"
Long Fei's proud expression made other sect members very unhappy.
A white-haired old man stood up and shouted: "Boy, don't be too arrogant."
Long Fei shrugged and said: "Sorry, I am just arrogant. If you can't bite me, just shut up!"
The white-haired old man's beard stood up in anger, and he wanted to have a fight with Long Fei, but... the fire unicorn glared at him.
Plus the devil on one side.
He could only give up and said harshly: "How do you want to bet?"
Long Fei glanced at the center of the venue and said: "The big man is still in the ring, let's bet on how many more games he can win."
Rules of the Heroes Meeting.
The loser will be eliminated directly, and the winner will continue to accept the challenge in the ring.
Until you lose, or until you win in the end!
As soon as Long Fei said something, everyone's eyes froze.
To be honest, they didn't quite believe that they had made a mistake.
The big man's cultivation level and everything are all in the realm of celestial phenomena. He was definitely lucky to win just now, and he will definitely not be so lucky next time.
The key is.
Long Fei bet him how many games he would win!
One game is just luck, how many more games can you win?
The white-haired old man shouted on the spot, "If he can't win a game, he will definitely lose the next game. I'll bet 300 million Hongmeng Crystal, and I'll give him a slap in the face!"
"Boy, do you dare to bet? Anyone who loses will slap himself."
Long Fei smiled slightly and said: "Old man, do you want to bet so big? You are already at your age. It would be so bad if you slap yourself again. There really is no place for that old face."
The white-haired old man became even more angry and said: "You know I will lose? Do you dare to bet?"
"received!"
Long Fei accepted it directly, "Is there anyone else?"
“Accept whatever size you want!”
"I can accept any slap in the face, kneel down, kowtow, or call me daddy. As long as you can think of it, I can accept it."
As soon as the words fell.
Many people from the ten major sects stood up.
"One hundred million Hongmeng crystals, plus two slaps, I bet he loses in the second game!"
"Two hundred million Hongmeng crystals, plus a call of daddy. Boy, just wait and call me daddy."
"Three hundred million..."
…
Various bets are made, and all kinds of things are taken away.
Zhou Yuan looked at Long Fei who was very busy, and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and sneered.
At this moment.
A blood-armored warrior whispered in his ear: "The Blood Monk Sect Master has arrived at Destiny City!"
A gleam flashed in Zhou Yuan's eyes, "The show is about to begin!"