Ximen Hao looked at the quiet auditorium. He could see that many people's eyes were not only afraid of him, but also fearful. He couldn't help but sigh:
"Oh! It's boring. I didn't expect that after five games, I didn't even use the last resort, that's all!"
With that said, he walked to a pile of space bags and was about to collect them and leave. Anyway, he made enough money today and will come back later.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a thin figure appeared from the entrance to the third floor, and the voice sounded like a woman.
"It's her! It's the ghost from No. 38! Why is she here?"
"Yes! Didn't she stop fighting? It's not challenging for a high-ranking god!"
"Who is she?"
"Fuck! You don't even know her? The winner of twenty consecutive victories three years ago! She played twenty games in half a year and won all of them. In the end, she felt bored and stopped coming! Number 38 is also her number plate!"
"..."
As the audience chatted, the so-called ghost woman slowly walked to the edge of the ring, and then suddenly disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already on the ring.
The ghost was wearing a black cloak, and a pale and thin face could be vaguely seen exposed.
Ximen Hao suddenly felt a dangerous aura, feeling that this woman was not here to fight, but specifically to kill him!
In the audience, Zhan Linghua's pretty face suddenly changed, and she said anxiously to Ji Wubing:
"Hurry up and get Ximen Hao up! The ghost is a killer! This is for him!"
"Huh? Killer?"
Ji Wubing frowned, looked at the thin figure below and pinched his fingers, his expression also changed.
"What's going on? Sent by the eldest lady?"
Ji Wubing could only think of this possibility, because after they came to God's Domain, they seemed to have no enemies.
"You...don't you know what you did down there?"
Zhan Linghua finally couldn't hold it back and told Ji Wubing what she knew.
"Holy shit! Beast God!"
Ji Wubing finally understood, and then hurriedly sent a message to Ximen Hao:
"Boss! Get out! We've been exposed, this bitch is here specifically to kill you!"
Ximen Hao raised his eyebrows. Exposed? He had already been mentally prepared.
He glanced at the ghost that covered most of his face, then turned his gaze to the audience and shouted:
"Xiao Ji! Put it all in on me! If you dare to save a piece of money, I will let Pipilong beat your ass!"
"boom!"
The scene exploded again. No one expected that Ximen Hao actually accepted the challenge and let his friends all buy for him to win!
Is this mystical confidence? Or does he really have a trump card?
"Madman! He is a madman! That ghost was about to break through to become a true god a few years ago! Looking at the fluctuations in the opponent's divine power today, it is clear that he is suppressing it and not breaking through! Is he crazy?"
Zhan Linghua stood up excitedly. On the one hand, she was anxious, but more importantly, she was worried!
"I'll do the math, I'll do the math."
Ji Wubing moved his fingers rapidly, his eyes turned white, and in the end he just calculated the odds of good and bad.
"Little sister! Come here! Bet all on my boss to win!"
He could only listen to Ximen Hao because he understood the other person's temper.
"Crazy! You are crazy too!"
Zhan Linghua turned to Ji Wubing and shouted.
"Hehe! Then Miss Three, will you go crazy with me?"
As Ji Wubing spoke, he began to take off his space necklace, then his bracelet, and then his five space rings.
With a crisp sound, seven space treasures and a number plate were thrown on the waiter's tray.
"Everything I have, buy No. 4, 4, 4. We will count the contents after we finish."
"Ah? All of them?"
The waiter opened his mouth wide. This was the first time he saw such a bet, and there was no call from below to start betting.
"Haha, didn't you hear me yelling all the time? Leave a hole, or you'll be raped by a second-rate dragon."
Ji Wubing still had the heart to joke.
The waiter didn't expect that the other party would actually drive. His face turned red, but he still nodded:
"OK."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Wait! There are mine! Grandma's legs! I will accompany you to go crazy!"
"when!"
A space ring was thrown on the tray, and it belonged to Zhan Linghua.
"And me."
Although Bichi didn't have much, she still took out everything.
The waiter looked at the space treasure on the tray, then blinked, and then nodded again after a long while:
"Everyone, wait a minute, I'll place your bets for you."
"Everyone! Everyone, be quiet!"
The emcee finally spoke, and the scene instantly became quiet.
"Now, let me introduce to you our player No. 38! She was once a legend here, with a record of twenty battles! Twenty wins! However, she announced a truce three years ago to break through Zhengshen! Now let's Let’s ask Miss Ghost. Miss Ghost, why don’t you break through and come here?”
The ghost slowly raised its head, and everyone discovered this time that under the cloak was a pale and bloodless little face. Although it was somewhat pretty, it looked very sinister.
"Actually, I was preparing to make a breakthrough, but that year I received a job message and someone paid to take his life, so I gave up on the breakthrough."
As he spoke, he pointed at Ximen Hao.
"boom!"
The audience was shocked again. It turned out that the opponent was able to break through, but he gave up just to kill someone!
So who is No. 444? Who has he offended? If someone who is about to break through to Zhengshen can kill him, the commission will probably be quite high.
After all, having a breakthrough in Zhengshen is one concept, and not having a breakthrough is another concept!
"Haha, I'm afraid I know who it is? But I want to ask, how much is my life worth?"
Ximen Hao suddenly laughed.
The corners of the ghost's mouth raised slightly, and a gray light suddenly flashed in his eyes:
"Not much, only one hundred thousand divine stones, but I care more about your soul. I like a strong soul, otherwise I will not give up the opportunity to break through."
After speaking, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
"Contestant No. 444! Forgot to introduce! All the opponents killed by Miss Ghost had their souls devoured by her, which was very painful. So No. 444, I want to ask, do you really accept the challenge?"
The master of ceremonies said to Ximen Hao, because he felt that it would be a pity for such a genius to die because he had just broken through to the upper realm.
Ximen Hao ignored the emcee, pointed to his bet, looked at the ghost and said:
"Bet on it."
"brush!"
The ghost threw out a space bag without hesitation and said sadly:
"There are 300,000 in it, 100,000 is the commission for killing you, and 200,000 is my savings, and I plan to buy a fourth-grade divine elixir for my spiritual cultivation."
"Hahaha! It's great! Master Hao likes gambling like this! You bitch, you have more fun than those men!"
Ximen Hao laughed loudly. Although his words were rough, his reasoning was not rough, but this ghost was very forthright.
"Hmph! I will eat your soul. I found that your soul is more powerful than ordinary high-level gods. It is probably very delicious."
Ghost said, and with a flash of light, he distanced himself from Ximen Hao.
Ximen Hao also licked his lips:
"I'm also looking forward to seeing what other treasures you have on your body."
After saying that, he also walked to the edge of the ring.