Boom Boom –

A roar erupted in the ring, and the two turned into streamers, constantly colliding in the center of the arena.

Meng Hu practiced the art of shadows, and his whole body was shrouded in a rich black light, and in the slightly dim space, there was simply no trace, making people unable to see the slightest trace, and even the shadow was hidden.

Han Rui, on the other hand, was dressed in pale golden soft armor, and his body had extremely strong defensive capabilities, and he was attacked by dozens of tiger-like attacks, and there was not the slightest hint of weakness on his face.

"Elder, can Meng Hu win?" Yuan Jianqiu stood next to Chen Feng and asked nervously.

"Yes!" Chen Feng said a simple word, immediately swept around, and soon came to a casino dealer, and said lightly: "What are the odds of the two now?"

"Meng Hu and Han Rui, the odds are two to five. "The dealer knows that Chen Feng is Meng Hu's uncle. With a little weirdness on his face, he said, "Do you want to bet?"

"Well, help me buy Meng Hu's 100,000 immortal coins!" Chen Feng nodded and said with a calm gaze.

"One hundred thousand, are you sure?" Hearing this, the dealer frowned slightly, and subconsciously stared at Chen Feng's face, trying to see through whether the expression on his face was serious.

"Of course it's sure!" Chen Feng's eyes flashed slightly. He took out a storage ring containing immortal coins from his bosom, and said in his mouth: "There are 100,000 here, if I lose, it will be yours!"

"Good...... "The dealer checked it, and after confirming that it was correct, he quickly nodded and said: "As long as there is a result, no matter how much, I will pay you, absolute credibility guarantee!"

"Hmm. Chen Feng replied lightly, and then returned to the edge of the ring and watched the battle in the arena.

"What, Elder Chen still went to bet, I don't know which side you bet on to win?" the middle-aged strong man smiled. looked at Chen Feng with ill intentions, as well as Yuan Jianqiu who followed him.

"As long as you are not a fool, you should know that Meng Hu will definitely win!" Chen Feng sneered lightly, turned back to Yuan Jianqiu and said, "If you have idle immortal coins, this bet can also be pressed against Meng Hu." Trust me, he'll win!"

"Elder, I, I believe in you!" Yuan Jianqiu heard this, a trace of struggle flashed on his face, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into firmness and walked towards the dealer.

At this time, the battle in the ring has been carried out to a white-hot level, the two sides attack and defend, each giving full play to its own advantages, and from time to time a burst of earth-shaking sounds erupted, and the movement of the battle is getting bigger and bigger.

"Boy, you can't break my defenses at all, no matter how fast you are, what can you do?" Han Rui looked at Meng Hu with a sneer, with a smug look on his face, and said with a rampant laugh, this pale golden soft armor was originally a gift given to him by a middle-aged strong man, and this time it came in handy, and he also hoped to be able to play well in the ring and strive to win the first game directly.

"Who loses and who wins...... Not necessarily!" Meng Hu took a slight breath, his face was not disturbed in the slightest, and he always maintained his calm and vigilant look, the two sides have fought so far, and they have basically figured out each other's abilities, and now the key point of victory and defeat is to find the opponent's loopholes, and then kill them with one blow.

As long as he doesn't make any mistakes, he can force the other party into a corner, and then force the other party to make mistakes, and finally win the victory.

Bang!

The short blade that Meng Hu held in his right hand suddenly threw it into his left hand, and then punched Han Rui's chest. Knock him to the ground.

"Good opportunity!" Meng Hu's heart moved, and seeing that the other party's figure was unstable, he quickly rushed straight up.

I saw that the short blade in his hand suddenly split into two, turning into two knives in his hand, one slashing at Han Rui's neck, and the other stabbing straight into his head!

"Ahh

Accompanied by two jingles!

Meng Hu's short blade slashed at the golden light, without causing the slightest damage to Han Rui, but seeing him with two knives in one, he grabbed Han Rui's neck with one hand, and held the knife in the other, pulled out a knife flower, and poked it straight into Han Rui's eyes!

Bite!

There was another crisp jingle of bells, and at the last moment, Han Rui hurriedly closed his eyes. Immediately after that, the golden light on his body quickly enveloped him completely.

Sou!

Syllable!

Before Han Rui's heart could be happy, he felt his body fly out uncontrollably, and then a heavy force was felt on his waist, making him fall faster.

Before he could come to his senses, his body fell to the ground with a heavy slump, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he had fallen out of the ring.

Boom –

When the surrounding gamblers saw this, they were in an uproar!

"This, what kind of reaction is this? Idiot, all thrown out, only now reacting?"

"What a waste! Obviously the defense is so strong, and he still lost!"

"Pity my immortal coins, this time the loss is so miserable!"

The crowd of onlookers standing on the sidelines were full of disbelief, and when they saw this unexpected result, they wailed for a while, and it was simply unbearable. They thought that this was a sure win battle, but they didn't expect Han Rui to be so idiotic, he didn't react, he lost hard, and he lost a lot of immortal coins at this time, and they were so angry that they scolded their mothers, and they couldn't wait to rush up and slaughter Han Rui.

"Rubbish! rice bucket! idiot!" The middle-aged strong man's face was extremely embarrassed, and he walked quickly in front of Han Rui, and before he could explain, he kicked him directly.

Bang!

Han Rui's head was stunned, he opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and then in his seven orifices, blood trickled out, and he fainted as soon as his head was tilted.

"Rubbish!"

"Rubbish!"

The middle-aged strong man's face was ruthless, without the slightest mercy, and he kicked Han Rui's head again and again.

Accompanied by a dull hitting sound, after a while, Han Rui screamed miserably, and woke up with a faint breath, only to see him screaming repeatedly, and kept pleading: "Master, spare me, spare me......"

"You give me death, useless waste!" the middle-aged strong man took a deep breath. Kick it out hard.

Smack!

Like a watermelon exploding, Han Rui's neck instantly separated, and a fountain of blood erupted from the fracture, and he was kicked to death by a middle-aged strong man.

Wow –

The surrounding spectators were startled, some of them were even frightened, and they hurriedly retreated, no one thought that this strong man's heart was so ruthless, and the disciple did not win, so he was directly killed on the spot!

"One more time!Chen Feng, where are you?" The middle-aged strong man was covered in blood, and his face was hideous, looking for Chen Feng's traces.

"Are you sure you want to come?" Chen Feng stood aside, looked at him calmly, and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I have to come, I will never give up today, regardless of whether you live or die!" the middle-aged strong man gritted his teeth and said with a vicious expression.

He had a good calculation at the beginning, he won conservatively in the first game, and he went out again in the second game, and decided the situation in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect Han Rui to be so wasteful, obviously occupying a great advantage, but he was found an opportunity and thrown it down directly, such a humiliating way of failure really made him unbearable, so in anger, he took action to clean up the portal.

"Do you have to fight to the death?" Chen Feng's eyes suddenly froze when he heard this. It's not that he's scared, it's just that he doesn't understand.

Is this man a madman? a madman who doesn't take human life seriously?

"Yes, fight to the death!" The middle-aged strong man looked like a madman, stared at Chen Feng with his eyes, and said fiercely: "Are you going to fight?" If you don't fight, I'll admit defeat to you!"

"Who said I won't fight? In the second game, I'll come!" Chen Feng turned his head to Yuan Jianqiu and glanced at him, and said softly: "The bet is full, I don't need to say more about the wins and losses in this game, right?"

"No, Elder Chen will win!" Yuan Jianqiu subconsciously patted his ass and said with a smile on his face.

"Hmm. Chen Feng nodded slightly. took off the robe that was slightly restrained on his body, revealing a strong and powerful muscle, slowly walked into the ring, faced the middle-aged strong man, and said calmly: "Are you sure you won't let me spare your life?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Today is either you die or I die!" The middle-aged strong man's face looked extremely hideous. His eyes were fixed on Chen Feng's face, and his eyes spurted with monstrous anger and said, "Come, come!"

"Well, since you want to die, I'll fulfill you. Chen Feng sighed and waved his hand to signal the referee to start.

Sou!

I only heard an order. The middle-aged strong man on the opposite side stepped on his feet, held a hammer in his hand, and smashed it down, aiming directly at Chen Feng's head, looking full of momentum and extremely fierce.

"Physical cultivation?" Chen Feng's eyes flickered slightly. With a hint of surprise in his heart, this strong man was still the first monk he had faced who specialized in body cultivation since he came to the immortal realm.

Bang!

With a calm look on his face, Chen Feng easily turned sideways to avoid the attack, and then smashed his fist into the opponent's wrist. Trying to knock out his weapon.

Click!

With a crisp snapping sound, the hammer in the hand of the middle-aged man suddenly split into two, and a dark and shiny iron chain snaked out, connected to the hammer head in front and the hammer rod in the back, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and the hammer head flew upside down and smashed down from Chen Feng's back.

Sou!

Chen Feng's figure flashed, narrowly and dangerously avoided, slapped the hammer head with his backhand, knocked it out, and couldn't help sneering: "Just this kind of carving insect skill, dare to take it out to show ugliness?"

"Boy, don't be too complacent, you will suffer next!" The middle-aged man roared angrily, and when he saw Chen Feng dodging his attack, he immediately rushed up frantically, and the iron chain in his hand flashed with cold light, and suddenly formed extremely sharp barbs.

Woohoo!

Hundreds of lightning-fast thorns, forming black streamers, shot straight into Chen Feng's body, sealing all the directions where he could hide.

"Cut, there are quite a lot of tricks!" Seeing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but sneer in his heart, and then a layer of pale cyan light was propped up on his body, and without much effort, all the sharp thorns around him were blocked.