"Master, what should we do? That's three billion high-grade spiritual stones!" Seeing Ye Fei's victory, all the managers of the fighting arena panicked. If such a large amount of spiritual stones were to be paid out, Dou
The animal farm will definitely break your muscles and bones.
The owner of the arena was extremely regretful for letting Ye Fei enter the Colosseum. He knew that he had misjudged this time. He had never heard of a martial arts turtle, let alone a black dog. Even the owner of the arena had never heard of him.
The warriors watching the battle in the Colosseum were already in an uproar, and countless people were yelling.
"This kid is so insidious. He actually raised a turtle that knows martial arts, and he pretends to be weak."
"We were all deceived by him. If I had known that this turtle was so powerful, I would have put all my wealth on this turtle!"
"Haha, the Colosseum lost miserably. There are three billion high-grade spiritual stones. Let's see how they compensate."
Some were shocked, while others were gloating.
Everyone looked at the owner of the Colosseum, waiting for his decision.
At this time, Ye Fei also left the Colosseum, walked directly to the owner of the arena, and asked very suspiciously: "I dare to ask the owner of the arena, I won this battle, what about the bet we made in terms of the Colosseum?
Do you want to compensate or not?”
"You are so presumptuous, how can you talk to the owner of the venue!"
"Boy, do you know who is behind our Colosseum?"
The stewards of the Colosseum were very angry. If they had known that this turtle was so powerful, they would never have accepted such a huge bet of 300 million.
Obviously, Ye Fei came to the Colosseum to fight the autumn wind. It has always been the Colosseum to earn spiritual stones from warriors, and no warrior has ever dared to blatantly come to the Colosseum to make a lot of money. Ye Fei's actions made many managers confused.
Extremely angry.
"Someone, beat this guy out of the Colosseum for causing trouble!" A high-status steward of the Colosseum stood up and cursed angrily.
"You have made it clear that you are going to default on your debt!" Ye Fei squinted his eyes, anger was already burning in his heart, "The Colosseum opened its doors to do business, I won money, that's what I do! Could it be that you are fighting beasts?
All the spiritual stones in the field can only be entered and cannot be exited, and we are only allowed to lose money, but not allowed to win money!"
"Yes, yes, the Colosseum is indeed too much!" Many of the warriors onlookers nodded. They came to the Colosseum to fight beasts, firstly for fun, and secondly, hoping to win some spiritual souls for training with the help of fighting beasts.
stone.
If someone else wins money and the Colosseum finds an excuse to deny it, then who will dare to come to the Colosseum in the future?
The steward's words immediately aroused public anger. The middle-aged arena owner, who was still hesitating at first, also glared at Ye Fei fiercely and said coldly: "Huh, my Colosseum is not something that cannot afford to lose! Three billion,
We can give it to you, but we have a condition!"
"What conditions?" Ye Fei said.
"It's very simple. You enter the golden rank and fight again! Do you dare?" The middle-aged owner looked at Ye Fei's youth and deliberately said aggressively.
"Fight! Fight! Brother, we support you!"
"This time I will lose everything, and it will fall on this turtle!"
The bronze and silver tiers of the Colosseum are open every day, but the gold tier is only open occasionally. However, every time the gold tier is opened, it means that this is a peak duel of ferocious beasts, which will definitely attract the attention of countless people.
Of course, the audience would not miss such a wonderful show; I don’t know who was cheering in the crowd, and then hundreds of thousands of spectators cheered loudly.
"Brother, this Colosseum is a bit dark. They are using public opinion to force us." Xia Jun walked over indignantly, holding the dragon turtle in his arms.
"Darkness can't help it. We won three billion in one breath. If the Colosseum loses its temper, it will be really dangerous."
On the contrary, like the Colosseum, a public competition would be a relatively mild way of dealing with it, but it could be replaced by something extreme. Maybe as soon as he leaves the Colosseum, a strong person will come to kill people and seize the treasure.
Xia Jun nodded and agreed with Ye Fei's judgment, but he was still a little worried: "The Colosseum actually proposed a challenge. The pair of ferocious beasts sent must be sure of victory. The dragon turtle may not be able to defeat it.
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"Idiot, why do we have to fight? We agreed first, took three billion spiritual stones, and then just surrendered. Anyway, the loss was only ten million appearance fees." Ye Fei said with a smile.
In the prime-level competition in the Colosseum, the cost of a battle in spirit stones was only ten million. Anyway, they had already made three billion. If they were given ten million, they would still make a lot of money.
Xia Jun recalled Ye Fei's words and immediately fell to the ground in admiration. It turned out that Ye Fei was the darkest one. He obviously won the other party by three billion, but you only threw away ten million.
"No wonder he is the eldest brother and I can only be the younger brother. This is the gap."
Xia Jun was drooling, already thinking about how his and Ye Fei's strength would improve by leaps and bounds after getting those three billion high-grade spiritual stones.
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Facing the crowd of hundreds of thousands of warriors, the venue owner hesitated again and again. For the sake of the reputation of the Colosseum, he still did not dare to default on his debt. Soon, three space belts filled with spiritual stones were prepared by the staff of the Colosseum.
, put it on the tray and sent it to Ye Fei.
"Young hero, here are three billion high-grade spiritual stones. Please order some of them." The owner looked at Ye Feidao with gritted teeth.
"No need, I still trust the Colosseum." Ye Fei nodded lightly. In front of hundreds of thousands of warriors, if the Colosseum dared to play tricks, the loss would not be three billion.
Maybe it might close down tomorrow.
Ye Fei took two of them and put them into his space belt. The last one was thrown to Xia Jun. The excited Xia Jun picked up the dragon turtle and kissed it hard.
The dragon turtle vomited instantly. If Ye Fei hadn't ordered it to keep a low profile, the dragon turtle would have wanted to return to its true form and fight Xia Jun to the death.
After exchanging the bet, the owner of the venue handed over to Ye Feigong and said coldly: "Young hero, you have obtained the spirit stone. It is time to fulfill your promise, enter the gold rank, and fight with us."
At this point, the middle-aged field owner was already full of anger, because he was negligent and actually exported a total of three billion spirit stones. No matter what, he had to find a way to let Ye Fei win the spirit stones without a penny.
Spit out less.
"Sorry, my turtle is not feeling well. Look at it, it's already vomiting. How can it continue to fight? Let's just admit defeat and give us the 10 million we gave up!" Ye Fei pointed at the vomiting dragon turtle sadly,
Then he threw 10 million high-grade spiritual stones to the owner in front of him.
"You. You."
The middle-aged owner's face was already dark, and Ye Fei's words made his face even darker than the bottom of a pot. He was full of calculations on how to torture Ye Fei to death in the Golden Colosseum.
As a result, Ye Fei's surrender completely disrupted the Colosseum's overall plan.
Hundreds of thousands of spectators were even more furious. Many of them were planning to make a small fortune by relying on Dragon Turtle, but Ye Fei was so shameful that he admitted defeat in public.
"Owner, what should we do? This guy is ignorant and unscrupulous. He even tricked us. How about we send someone..." A steward looked angry and secretly made a murderous gesture.