Outside the fighting arena, Chu Ye, dressed in black robes, walked among the crowd with an expressionless face, and the comments of the people in Jiangbei County around him continued to reach his ears.
"Have you heard that a weirdo appeared in the martial arts arena?"
"You are talking about Ghost Face, right? It is said that everyone originally thought that he had extremely high physical skills, and relied on his good physical skills to win consecutively, but I didn't expect that he was also proficient in swordsmanship! With his combat power, he could not even surpass two levels.
The problem is, if my cultivation level were not lower, I might actually be able to participate in the Genius Conference!"
"Don't be ridiculous. He is only at the first level of martial arts. There is a huge gap between him and the real geniuses. It is said that most of the people who came to participate in the Tianjiao Conference this time are at the seventh level of martial arts or even higher, and their combat prowess is even more amazing.
Not to mention, compared with those real geniuses, that ghost face is still far behind!"
"Yes, I think he is just one of the best among warriors of the same level, but compared with the real geniuses, he is still not good enough."
"It is said that he has won twenty-nine games in a row in the past three days. Today is his thirtieth match. According to the rules of the martial arts arena, this time his opponent is Fufeng, who has reached the third level of martial arts. In my opinion, he must
You can't win against Fufeng."
"That's right, I'm not optimistic about him either. It is said that in the market outside, the odds of betting on the ghost face have reached 1 to 2.8, and they are still improving. On the other hand, the odds of Fufeng are only 1.1 and there is a downward trend.
, it seems that everyone doesn’t think highly of him.”
"But even if Guimian's odds are high, I won't bet on him. On the contrary, if I bet on Fufeng, I will win. Even if I make less, I can make more if I bet more. No, I have to bet on Fufeng to win!"
"Oh……"
Chu Ye sneered. He originally came earlier today because he wanted to take on the challenge, but he didn't expect to hear these voices.
"It seems that there are really many people who don't think highly of me!"
Because there was no mask with a ghost face, these people could not recognize Chu Ye at all. However, Chu Ye, who was about to enter the martial arts arena, suddenly stopped after hearing these discussions, turned around and walked towards Pan outside the arena.
mouth.
A storage bag clattered onto the wooden table.
"A thousand white crystals, you can win on the face of a ghost!"
Outside the bustling market, Chu Ye could not help but be quiet for a few moments because of Chu Ye's sudden move. Then there was an uproar. Obviously no one would have thought that someone would use a thousand white crystals to bet on a match that was bound to lose.
Even the boy at the handicap couldn't believe his ears and asked repeatedly: "Sir, are you sure you want to bet on the ghost face to win?"
"That's right, it's Ghost Face!"
Under the eyes of everyone in disbelief, Chu Ye nodded and answered affirmatively. Then, a thousand white crystals turned into a jade slip recording Chu Ye's bet information. If Chu Ye and Chu Ye later
If Fufeng wins the battle, then this jade slip can be exchanged for three thousand white crystals. That's right, in just a short while, the odds of betting on Chu Ye have increased to one to three.
And if Chu Ye loses, this jade slip will become a piece of waste.
However, will Chu Ye lose?
After betting all his wealth on his own victory, Chu Ye put on a mask and transformed into the famous figure in the martial arts arena, Ghost Face, and began to wait patiently for his battle to begin.
There are certain rules for arranging battles between warriors in the martial arts arena. Generally speaking, the difference between the cultivation level of the opponent and his own cultivation level is not more than one level. For example, if Chu Ye is a martial artist with a level one cultivation level, then most of the opponents he faces will have a level of cultivation.
The first level of warrior or the second level of martial artist.
This is also to keep the fight as fair as possible.
As the winning streak increases, the opponent's cultivation level will gradually improve. For example, Chu Ye, after he completed ten consecutive victories, most of the first-level martial arts opponents became second-level martial arts masters.
After he completed twenty-nine consecutive victories, all of his opponents became second-level warriors. Now, after completing twenty-nine consecutive victories, Chu Ye's opponents have become third-level warriors for the first time.
This time his opponent, Fufeng, was not only a third-level martial artist, but also a third-level martial artist who had completed twelve consecutive victories. This proved that his combat power was comparable to that of a fourth-level martial artist, and he was indeed a difficult target for Chu Ye.
The original gap in cultivation had already put him at a disadvantage. What made everyone less optimistic about him was that this opponent, codenamed Fufeng, turned out to be a wind attribute warrior who was also very good at speed and movement. In front of him, Chu Ye originally cited
I am afraid that the body technique that I am proud of will no longer be able to achieve such great results.
Therefore, Chu Ye's odds in the outside market will continue to rise.
When Chu Ye stood in the martial arts arena and really saw Fufeng, he really felt a pressure from Fufeng.
"Whoosh!"
Fufeng lived up to the name of Fufeng. As soon as the match was announced, he turned into a light blue wind and appeared behind Chu Ye in a flash. If Chu Ye hadn't felt something in his heart and immediately dodged aside, he would have been killed by Fufeng.
A pair of daggers made a hole.
But even so, Chu Ye's shoulder was still scratched by Fufeng's dagger, and the clothes on his shoulders were immediately cut open. Fortunately, with the immortal golden body, Fufeng's dagger was not in Chu Ye's hands.
"Huh?"
Seeing that Chu Ye's skin was intact under his torn clothes, a flash of surprise flashed in Fu Feng's eyes, and then he laughed twice with unknown meaning, and licked his lips with a scarlet tongue, as if he had seen a cheetah of prey.
Seeing this, Chu Ye became even more vigilant. This Fufeng was indeed difficult to deal with. Compared with him, his body skills had no advantage at all, and there was even a slight gap.
Before Chu Ye could think any more, Fufeng's figure swayed again and attacked Chu Ye.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
A series of sounds that sounded like metal collisions were heard, and the figures of Chu Ye and Fufeng kept moving in the martial arts arena, and they seemed to be fighting constantly.
I don't know how many moves they exchanged. When the two of them separated, Fufeng had two more wounds on his body, but they were not serious injuries and the wounds were not deep.
Chu Ye, on the other hand, was wearing a black robe that had become a bit tattered. There were also countless holes in the black robe, but the strange thing was that there was no blood seeping out from under Chu Ye's black robe, and even the skin under the tattered black robe did not leak out.
Not even a mark.
"Physical training?"
A hoarse voice sounded, Fufeng licked the wound on his wrist with his scarlet tongue, swallowed his own blood, and said with great interest, "It's interesting that a body cultivator can be so fast. It's so interesting."
It’s funny, you look like this and I can’t help but get excited!”
Putting a pair of daggers in his hands into the storage ring, the weapons in Fufeng's hands suddenly changed and turned into two short scythes. The two crescent-shaped slashes shone with silver light, and there seemed to be something on the short handles.
The dark red blood was stagnant. It was obvious that these pair of short scythes were Fufeng's real weapons, or a pair of weapons that had seen countless amounts of blood. (To be continued)