The blue numbers reflected in the sky rolled and changed, and finally settled.
Not only the city leader of all the participating teams, but also the genius boy.
Even the high-level heads of the nine major factions in Dragon Nest City, including the president and elders of the Shenlong Chamber of Commerce, and even Long Kaiyun, who presided over the Final Battle, and even the supreme city lord Long Kangtian, could not believe this at this time.
A number will appear in the sky.
50000000.99
No more, no less, just one pound more than Lei Shan's result, one tael not too much, one tael not less.
Ugh!
Amidst the sound of gasping for cold air, Lei Shan's hands and feet were cold, his blood was in chaos, and he felt like his soul was about to collapse, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.
At this time, black flames were burning in his eyes, staring intently at the third-level scumbag from Dragon Head City who had achieved this result.
He roared angrily:
"No!
I don’t believe it. These are all hallucinations and fakes. Tell me, what are the numbers you saw?
However, I never believe that someone can hit a pound more than me!"
Lei Shan was about to go crazy.
Only one boy from Longshou City came out, and his strength was only one kilogram more than him. There were forty-eight more behind him. It didn't need to be more. Three or five more came out, and they all produced such strength data. He and his father
, the heads of the Lei family, don’t they want to run side by side?
This is even harder to accept than killing him.
However, everyone's eyes were focused on Lei Shan, full of ridicule and disdain.
I don’t know if you have hallucinations, but would you idiotically think that the data everyone sees with countless pairs of eyes staring at them is all hallucinations?
There was a team outside Dragon's Nest City that had no dealings with the Lei family and was in competition or even enemies. A group of talented players, at the instruction of the team leader, read out loud the results of the boys from Dragon's Head City.
"50,000,000.99 kilograms, exactly one kilogram more than Lei Shan, the turtle grandson who didn't want to admit his defeat.
Lei Shan, you, the majestic young master of the Lei family, don’t just ignore what you say and refuse to admit defeat, right?
The First Young City Master, you are the witness of the bet, will you allow someone to deny the opponent's achievements when the final result is only half-way out?"
Of course Long Kaitian would not allow it and immediately shouted:
"Lei Shan, if you don't calm down and talk nonsense, can I, the young city lord, conclude that you are breaking the contract?
I don’t want to repeat the consequences of breaking the contract, you can weigh it yourself!”
A flash of thunder jolts the soul, somewhat calming it down.
At this time, the head of the Lei family also woke up from the shock and shouted at Lei Shan.
"My son, why are you panicking?
This was just an accident where a blind cat encountered a dead mouse.
Doesn’t this have to happen one more time, with only one kilogram more strength than you, to be considered a complete loser?
Then let us, father and son, take a look at how this third-level scumbag in Dragonhead City can produce the same strength data again!"
Lei Shan couldn't believe it, but the fact was right in front of his eyes. Who dared to deny it in full view of everyone?
If you doubt this result, it is equivalent to denying the witness of the first young city lord Long Kaitian's bet.
Denial is a breach of contract, and breach of contract is genocide. Who can bear this result?
Lei Shan finally calmed down, but his murderous intention towards the boy from Longshou City completely erupted.
He was gnashing his teeth, his face was ferocious, his voice was almost hoarse, and all that was left was his roar.
"Even if you're just lucky, I don't believe that anyone among you will be able to hit such a statistic again!"
The boy from Longshou City who was the first to take action smiled disdainfully, gave Lei Shan a middle finger, and slowly got off the force measuring platform.
The second level 3 scumbag from Dragon Head City smiled, twisted his neck and pumped his fists all the way, as if he was full of confidence and must achieve the same results as his first companion.
Ni squinted his eyes, looking at Lei Shan standing on the edge of the force measuring stone platform, and grinned:
"Looking at my fist, does your heart beat faster, your blood pressure rise, and you feel frightened?
Don't be afraid, your father's speech was just an accident and not a normal phenomenon.
Therefore, with this punch, I want to show you how much power I can punch under normal circumstances!
Keep your eyes open and watch!"
boom!
This young man's leap was exactly the same as that of the previous young man, except that the distance he jumped was slightly shorter than that of the previous young man.
The force measuring stone exploded with blue light, and in the sky, numbers rolled across the sky, changing rapidly.
Countless people held their breath, wanting to see the final numbers clearly.
The tumbling numbers settled across the sky, displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
call--
Almost everyone let out a sigh of relief.
Immediately, I heard the Thunderbolt Duck roaring excitedly:
"What the hell, let me tell you, how is it possible for everyone to have a strength figure of at most one kilogram?
The third-level scum of Longshou City, the garbage city lord, do you know what it means to rise first and then suppress it, and what it means that good dreams are hard to come back?
Two people at the same time can exert only one kilogram less power than Ben. Let alone you, even if the Dragon Ancestor is reincarnated, it is impossible to do it!
Come on, you trash, come up one by one to test your strength. I am waiting for you to create another miracle and hit another fifty million kilograms and nine liangs.
Come!
Hahahahaha!”
The second boy from Longshou City to take action did not achieve another one pound more figure as he had confidently expected.
However, the strength data he produced were infinitely close to the weird data produced by his companions.
49782002.33 pounds.
This data has no rules and cannot be deliberately generated. For everyone, this is a relatively normal number.
Otherwise, not to mention the thunder and lightning, other spectators and young contestants would all think that they were dazzled and hallucinating.
The second Longshou City boy stepped down from the stage in frustration, cursing and seeming very dissatisfied with his results.
Then, the third, fourth, and even the fortieth boy from Longshou City failed to produce any exciting statistics.
Most of them fluctuate around 50 million, and there is no pattern in the data.
This made everyone believe that the data generated by the first boy was irreproducible and difficult to copy.
However, this is acceptable data.
However, everyone’s previous focus was on whether the data was weird.
At this time, many people discovered that these third-level scum did not produce miraculous statistics that were only one kilogram more than Thunder Flash.
However, forty third-level scumbags, all with scores around 50 million kilograms, such a relatively uniform force, is this too exaggerated for a group of third-level dragon warriors, right?
"Who, have you noticed that the power of these third-level scum is very impressive!
He was actually able to jump two levels and reach the strength of the early stage of level five.
To say that one or two of them are born with divine power is fair enough.
But all of them are like this, do you think it’s normal?”
"Oh, Mother Long, don't you tell me that I haven't noticed yet, isn't this too strange?
Even their physical bodies have undergone special training and are stronger than ordinary level three scum.
But when it comes to strength, it does not mean that it is directly proportional to physical strength.
Could it be that the Lord of Dragon Head City has a secret technique that can allow these young men to maximize their potential within their level and leapfrog their level significantly?
Isn't this too exaggerated?
When has such a secret technique appeared in our dragon domain?"
"Tsk, if these forty-nine third-level scumbags all achieve such results, they may collectively advance to the next level of the competition.
A third-level scumbag has been promoted to the arena, have you ever heard of such a thing?"
"Hahaha!
So what if I advance?
Don’t forget, the bet is still there, the outcome is unpredictable!”