When the person in charge said the odds of 1 to 9, Wu Ming's eyes flashed as hot as the sun, and he smiled and asked the warrior if he could bet on himself to win.
Several people in charge looked at each other, staring at Wu Ming like a fool for a long time. Finally, they confirmed that he was serious, and then reluctantly said that there was a base of 100,000 spiritual stones, and there was no upper limit.
In their opinion, even a prodigy from a foreign country, a mere innate warrior, would be good if he had tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
A fool like Zhong Yi only had about 200,000 spiritual stones as a base, but he couldn't afford to lose, so he was trapped by the casino even with the loan, and in the end he even lost his personal freedom.
When entering and exiting, the casino will naturally not sell at normal prices. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Whether you like to buy or not!
Ever since, the Silver Hook Gambling House was in tragedy!
After receiving an accurate response, Wu Ming unceremoniously put all the spiritual stones in his body, no more, no less, 8,437,050 yuan!
The person in charge of the casino was dumbfounded. He had seen large bets, but he had never seen such bets. Even the change was counted!
Look at this posture, if it were not like this, half of the spiritual stone would have to be staked!
"It's going to be settled, right? Ha, that's enough!"
Wu Ming took a look at the bag and swept out thirty-seven thousand and five spiritual stones.
Yu Xiaoqin and others were also dumbfounded. Although they were all from wealthy families, they had never seen so many spirit stones!
But no one dared to mention asking Wu Ming to collect a few more treasures and buy Zhong Yi directly.
Even if they buy it, not to mention that they can't afford to exchange it, whether the Zhong family is willing to pay off the debt is still a question...
"Are you sure you bet everything?"
A person in charge swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously.
"Definitely, definitely, and definitely!"
Wu Ming said with a pleasant smile.
"Okay, let's buy it and leave!"
The four people in charge looked at each other and realized something was wrong. They signed and pledged the money in exchange for Wu Ming.
There are runes on it that the four of them jointly burned, and there is no room for forgery.
But it still feels a bit unreal. Such a huge sum of money would make even a half-saint feel pain. Why did this little innate warrior just take it out?
They don't look like fools, which is why they feel strange. They know that there are tigers in the mountains, and they prefer to go to the tiger mountains. They are either fools or - people with high skills are bold!
Is this young man the former or the latter?
I can’t see clearly, I can only wait for the result!
But they are all shrewd people. They have secretly recorded Wu Ming's image and handed it to the casino's top management to spread it through their own intelligence network to closely collect Wu Ming's information.
Eight million and four hundred thousand spiritual stones, this is not a small amount. If you really have to pay nine for one, how much will you get?
Faintly, the four of them felt uneasy, so they directly rejected Wu Ming's proposal to pledge the treasure, even if it was half price.
Seeing Wu Ming retreating to the side and waiting with a regretful expression on his face, his uneasiness became more and more obvious, as if he had fallen into a trap.
It's no wonder, after all, Wu Ming's appearance is too deceptive, and his sincere smile makes people feel extremely friendly. Who would have thought that this is not only a pit, but also a sinkhole?
At the beginning, the four grand masters and the twelve half-step grand masters of the Loose Cultivator Alliance all went into Wu Ming's pocket. But that was not all. Apart from a bunch of scraps for sale, he kept the most precious ones.
Not to mention, Qingzhu took away a batch!
"Bloody teeth, bloody teeth..."
Not long after, thunderous cheers resounded throughout the venue, and a tall, thin man wearing a blood-stained cloak with disheveled hair, exuding a ferocious aura, and whose face could not be seen walked out of the entrance not far away.
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly. The strong and frightening evil aura alone showed that he was a strong man who had emerged from the killing!
To put it simply, he is a ruthless character!
But it can be seen from the fact that Yu Xiaoqin and several other talented people were intimidated by his momentum, turned pale and backed away.
If Wu Ming hadn't been the first to bear the brunt and blocked most of the evil spirit, they wouldn't have taken a step back!
Especially those pair of ferocious bloody eyes that have no emotion, as if looking at a dead person, it is really frightening and inexplicable!
"Your Majesty, this person..."
Yu Xiaoqin spoke worriedly, but Wu Ming had already stepped onto the stage.
Buzz!
After the two people took the stage, an invisible transparent light curtain rose up, and an inexplicable force acted on the whole body, actually isolating the power of other treasures on the storage treasure.
This is a martial arts fighting platform. It is strictly forbidden to use any exotic treasures. There is only one thousand-refined iron grade weapon, which is the most fair!
Taking a deep breath of the rich bloody smell, Wu Ming not only felt no discomfort, but showed a look of nostalgia on his face.
Once upon a time, I spent a long time in an underground fighting arena in my previous life, where I could indulge as much as I wanted, even killing people was the most common thing.
The fall also started from there, taking the wrong path mentioned by Master!
Across from Xueya, he saw a young man. There was no expression on his dirty face, but his reddish eyes revealed contempt.
At this time, it was replaced by solemnity!
In Wu Ming, he felt the aura of the same kind. Only a strong man who has been wandering around in the killing field all year round can adapt to such an environment so perfectly!
"Bloodfang!"
To show respect, Xueya spoke first, moaning hoarsely, like iron scraping against each other, piercing the eardrums.
"Wu Ming!"
Wu Ming bowed his hands in greeting.
Xueya frowned slightly.
Wu Ming rubbed his nose and knew that the other party had probably misunderstood that his name was "Wu Ming", and he was displeased because he was hiding his head and showing his tail.
But it only took a moment for Xueya to regain his composure. In his eyes, there was only one outcome for setting foot here, and life or death could only be one of them!
"You are very strong, I can feel it. You are not comparable to those embroidered pillows that are famous for their reputation!"
Xueya stared at Wu Ming silently, slowly raised the two swords in his hands that were covered with brown rust and smelled of blood, and said in a cold voice, "One move will determine the outcome!"
Even ordinary thousand-refined iron weapons, which are indestructible to all water and invulnerable to all fire, cannot withstand the corrosion of the blood of a powerful master who has been fused with true essence!
"good!"
Wu Ming nodded slightly, raised his right hand in front of him, and casually slanted it across his cheek. His eyes stared at Xueya's every move through the palm and back of his hand.
"I see!"
Xue Ya was slightly startled, and took a deep look at Wu Ming's hand. He did not ask any stupid questions such as "Why don't you use weapons?" because he felt an unprecedented edge and crisis from Wu Ming!
In other words, it’s on that hand!
Regarding the two people's private agreement to decide the outcome with one move, the four people in charge frowned slightly, but after exchanging glances, they nodded in agreement.
In their opinion, as long as Xueya tries his best, and the victory or defeat is only between two people, on this martial arts stage, one must distinguish between life and death. Only those who are alive can step off the stage, and those who stay on can only
It's a dead body.
These are the rules of the underground fighting arena, understand the ruthlessness!
"kill!"
It didn't take long for Xueya to gather his momentum before it turned into a streak of bloody lightning and chopped off his head without any fancy.
Looking from a distance, what looked like criss-crossing bloody crosses appeared above Wu Ming's head in a flash, running through a radius of ten feet. There was no way to hide or avoid it!
The most frightening thing is that behind the bloody cross, there is a bloody light and shadow, like the sea and fog, more like a demon shadow, ferocious like a poisonous snake, trying to choose people to eat.
"Does the demon teach the Blood Knife Sect's technique?"
Wu Ming seemed unaware, lowered his head slightly, and slowly took half a step back with his left foot. The moment he turned his waist slightly to the side, a sharp edge shot up into the sky.
Whoosh!
There is almost no lag, and it rotates like a counter-gyro hurricane. In the dazzling light and shadow, a series of sword-like lights are like the Milky Way hanging upside down and the antelope hanging its horns, which is elusive. It is lifted from the bottom up, just like that.
Rushing into the blood shadow without dodging.
Click!
As two sword lights, one gold and one blood, passed by each other, the two figures reappeared, and a crisp sound of gold and iron breaking was heard.
Plop!
The next moment, the two knives in Xueya's hands were broken with a sound, and they were pressed against the chest at the neck. A scar deep into the bone appeared, and a large blood stain appeared. It was so strong that Xueya couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
"What kind of sword technique is this?"
Xueya said with a trembling voice.
"Backhand knife!"
Wu Ming looked at the palm peak, and there was no blood stain at all. His physical strength was enough to compare with ordinary mysterious weapons, and with the infusion of true energy, it was several times more powerful!
"Good knife!"
Xueya took a deep breath and staggered up. His mouth was wide open and seemed to be split in half. His eyes were flashing with crazy blood as he stared at Wu Ming, concentrating on the next attack.
The victory is determined by one strike, but it is just a matter of victory or defeat between the two of them. In this fighting arena, the final result is life or death.
This is the fate of being a martial slave!
"Someone once said that I have gone astray and will never be able to become a master in martial arts!"
Wu Ming was completely unaware and seemed to be lost in memories.
"That person is wrong!"
Xueya didn't know which master Wu Ming was referring to in his previous life. He could tell that Wu Ming's martial arts was full of vigor and vitality, and it was only a matter of time before he became a master.
Wu Ming did not correct or explain, but simply said: "He gave me a chance, but it's a pity that I can never see my own way again, so I will give you a chance!"
"What chance?"
Xueya was stunned.
"Ten million spiritual stones are enough to buy your life!"
Wu Ming slowly walked towards the edge of the martial arts arena.
Xueya turned pale in shock, then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, threw away the broken knife, and strode behind Wu Ming, letting the blood on his chest flow.
The four casino managers looked angry. They were expecting to order Xueya to fight for his life, but they did not expect such a result.
In fact, since Xueya didn't have much background and had no promising future in martial arts, they would let him go even if he had one million spiritual stones, not to mention ten million.
To put it bluntly, although Bloody Fang has a great reputation, he already belongs to a category of warriors abandoned by gambling houses, so he was released happily!
Just the thought of paying Wu Ming sixty-five million spiritual stones for this makes me feel like my world is spinning!
Generally speaking, although Dao Bing has a price but no market, it is only at this price!
In other words, they accidentally caused the gambling house to lose a Taoist treasure, and even selling the iron was not enough to make up for such mistakes!
It's a pity that the words are written in black and white, in full view of the public, and there is no room for cheating. Otherwise, the reputation will be bad, and Silver Hook Gambling House will not be able to continue to operate!
Which one is more important? The real power behind the gambling house can be clearly distinguished!
Immediately afterwards, Wu Ming made a proposal that they could not refuse! (To be continued)