After Mo Chen changed into clean clothes, he went directly to the gambling table.

When the steward saw him coming, he still looked contemptuous: "Boy, what are you doing?"

"Trouble, settle the bill!"

The steward's face changed, but he recovered in an instant, and threw out a storage ring.

Mo Chen took the storage ring and looked at it, there were only 40,000 lower-grade spirit stones in it.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice raised a few decibels: "Are you going to pay the debts in the Colosseum?"

Immediately everyone looked over.

The steward was a little trembling by him, but he quickly adjusted and said calmly: "You bought two of your own, one for 10,000 and one for 20,000, a total of 40,000 lower grade spirit stones." ”

"Bang"

Mo Chen knocked the steward away with a punch.

"What's the matter?"

For a while, the guards of the Colosseum rushed over and surrounded Mo Chen.

At this time, the general manager of the Colosseum also came over, and when he saw that it was Shura, his brows furrowed slightly, this is a hot cash cow now.

"I'm Fang Heng, the chief manager here, Shura, this is the Colosseum, although you have won fifty games in a row, but this is not a place for you to go wild!"

Mo Chen spread his hands, took out a pair of tables and chairs on the spot, and took out a blank piece of paper and a brush after sitting down.

"Brother Saye, give you a good calculation, see who is wild!"

"At the beginning of the first game, my brother bought it for himself to win, and the capital was 10,000 low-grade spirit stones. ”

"In the second game, my brother came over and told him, I will buy all the following games to win by myself, and all the spirit stones won in each place will be bet on the next one. ”

When Fang Heng heard this, his face changed in an instant, he glared at the steward, and the steward trembled and said, "Big, the boss, he, he ......"

Fang Heng's face became even more ugly, and the voice was transmitted: "Why don't you report it?"

"I, I thought he was going to have to buy a hundred shows before he ...... And it's too difficult to win 100 games in a row, and if you're not careful, you'll die...... This, that's not it, you don't have to deal with it......"

"Waste"

"Poof" The steward instantly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

Fang Heng's face was pale, there were a lot of spirit stones superimposed in each of these places, and even he couldn't be the master.

Turning to Mo Chen, he said: "Shura, you came here to bet twice, a total of 40,000 lower grade spirit stones, there is nothing wrong!"

Mo Chen ignored him, and wrote on the white paper by himself

A game of 20,000 lower grade spirit stones

Two 40,000 low-grade spirit stones

............

Ten games of 10,240,000 lower grade spirit stones

Converted into high-grade spirit stones, it is 1024 pieces.

Twenty games 1048576 high-grade spirit stones

Thirty games 1073741824 high-grade spirit stones

10 ...... for 40 games Trillions of high-grade spirit stones

10 ......... in 50 games 1024 trillion lower grade spirit stones

A total of 102.4 billion top-grade spirit stones

............

The more Fang Heng looked at his face, the darker it became

Mo Chen finished counting, and then said lightly: "Since the beginning of the forty consecutive wins, my brother has erased the fraction for you, a total of 102.4 billion top-grade spirit stones, thank you, please settle the bill first!"

"What, what...... 102.4 billion top-grade spirit stones......"

Everyone was crazy when they saw this number, even if they sold the entire Colosseum, they wouldn't be able to take out so many top-grade spirit stones!

It was the first time they had heard of such a large amount of top-grade spirit stones.

Fang Heng Tieqing's face gritted his teeth and said, "Shura, our Colosseum has not taken your gambling money, and there is no basis for it. ”

"Huh, do you want proof?"

Mo Chen threw out hundreds of pieces of jade, on which was the conversation between him and the steward, word for word, reflected in mid-air.

Fang Heng's aura of spiritual power skyrocketed, and he shouted loudly: "Shura, are you here to find death? There is not only one force behind this Colosseum!"

Mo Chen's face did not change: "Oh? So, you are going to repay the debt?"

Fang Heng threw out a storage ring: "These sides are 100 million high-grade spirit stones, which are paid to you by our Colosseum, so this matter is settled." ”

Mo Chen originally wanted to say something.

"Drop, the host is still 12 hours away from completing the task, please hurry up!"

He took the storage ring: "This matter is not over, my brother still has fifty games to play, first finish fifty games and then settle this account with you, and then my brother will not bet on himself, and you can't afford to lose it!"

He took out a piece of photo jade and said arrogantly: "This one, it's what my brother said just now, this matter is not over, give you a chance, if you don't kill your brother in the remaining fifty games, you will prepare 102.4 billion top-grade spirit stones for your brother!"

Mo Chen flew into the Colosseum: "Let's start, don't ask Brother Xiu if he doesn't rest, keep fighting!"

Fang Heng's face was covered with haze, he returned to the secret room, called the steward who sent someone to appear, and said fiercely: "The remaining fifty games, all of them are dispatched to the Desolate Sect to consummation, if you can't kill him, you will finally expose yourself, you must kill Shura, if he is not dead in 99 games, release that gluttony!"

"Gluttony, it's out of our control, in case it ......"

"Something happened, I'll take it!"

"Yes, Boss!"

............

Mo Chen's arrogant performance made the people present even more crazy, and a lot of people bought him to win.

The gambling platform had to reduce Shura's odds to 1:0.5, and the maximum bet was 100,000 lower grade spirit stones at a time, but this could not stop the madness of those people.

"Fifty-first, Shura wins!"

"Fifty-second game, Shura wins!"

"Fifty-third game, Shura wins!"

............

"Ninety-seventh, Shura wins!"

"Ninety-eight, Shura wins!"

The host has been numb to announce

From the fifty-first scene onwards, all the characters who appeared were ruthless, and they exposed themselves if they didn't agree with each other.

"There is grass growing in the nest, when did this Colosseum change the scene and expose the scene, my brother is almost out of clothes!"

There were constant shouts and cheers on the high platform, and even some people had already shouted until their throats were hoarse, and they didn't give up, Shura really made them too excited.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next battle is the ninety-ninth battle of Shura, there is still a small step away from Yum, the ninety-ninth battle of Shura is against our Colosseum's victorious Ice Yama, let us shout his name loudly. ”

"Ice Yama, wow, Ice Yama is coming!"

"Ice Yama, he is the strongest Desolate Sect fighter in our Colosseum, and he hasn't made a move for a long time, don't you look forward to it, let's see if Shura can go to the end, or if Ice Yama maintains an undefeated record!"

"Challenge Baiyu, the ninety-ninth game, Shura vs. Ice Yama, start now!"

"Shura, Shura"

"Ice Yama, Ice Yama"

In an instant, the audience boiled, and a young man dressed in white walked out of the passage, with a handsome face, calm eyes, no indifference, no bloodthirsty, and no murderous aura.

Mo Chen's brows furrowed slightly, he felt that the young man in front of him was very strange, which made him feel dangerous, but since he was an opponent, let's fight!

The white light of Ice Yama's body was flourishing, and a cold air swept away, rushing towards Mo Chen, a sword came out, the cold light appeared, the surrounding air instantly fell, and the cold ice sword stabbed towards Mo Chen, containing a piercing meaning that froze through the heart.

This sword was so lethal that it surpassed all the attacks that Mo Chen had encountered before.

Mo Chen's face was solemn, he roared angrily, and carried the Chaos Heart Sutra, the aura in his body skyrocketed, and the strength of his body was also integrated into it.

"Eight Desolation Fists"

The furious fist roared, and the sea of blood swept through, striking the sword head-on.

At the touch of a button, the fist force hit the sword and exploded, two streams of energy swept the whole field, and Mo Chen, who was shocked by the force of a countershock, retreated again and again, and the qi and blood in his body were churning.

"Poof" Mo Chen spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Walking on the Gods"

Mo Chen distanced himself from the Ice Yama King: "You are a good opponent!"

"A Thousand Miles of Ice"

Ice Yama snorted coldly, the aura skyrocketed, a sword slashed out, endless ice qi surged towards Mo Chen, the Dao Ice Sword condensed, and the cold air filled the roar.

Mo Chen was shocked

"Xiao Jin, help!"

Suddenly, Mo Chen's whole body was covered with a faint layer of gold, and the cold ice qi that swept from all directions instantly disintegrated.

Ice Yama Ten Thousand Years Iceberg's face changed, his move "Frozen Thousand Miles" could freeze the cultivators in the late stage of the Desolate King, but when it reached Mo Chen, it disappeared without a trace.

"Breaking the Sky Slash"

"No Fingers"

At this moment, Mo Chen attacked suddenly, one move after another, his fingertips and the Blood Knife were covered with a thin layer of golden flames, which he would not find if he didn't probe carefully.

Ice Yama kept retreating, the aura on Mo Chen's body was too terrifying, the cold ice power in his whole body couldn't be condensed, and the qi and blood in his body were tumbling.

"Poof, poof, poof"

Spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and fell into the wind, he glanced at Mo Chen suspiciously.

"You have a spiritual fire in you?"

Mo Chen didn't answer him

"Walking on the Gods"

The body burst out, and the spiritual power in his body surged

"Eight Desolation Fists"

The circle of fists was full of blood and light, and Bing Yama only felt that the person in front of him seemed to have walked out of the corpse mountain and sea of blood.

"Frost Shield"

In an instant, Ice Yama's body seemed to be covered by layers of crystals, and his whole body was shrouded in ice blue crystals.

"Bang, bang, bang"

When Mo Chen's fist touched, the crystal shield covering his body cracked inch by inch.

"Poof"

The fist landed on Bing Yama's chest, and Bing Yama was thrown out a few zhang away, dragging out a long blood streak.

"Shura, Shura"

............

The high platform cheered and shouted continuously

On the highest stage, Murong Cheng's face turned pale: "Why is this kid so strong!"

He is also a desolate sect consummation, but he is not sure of winning against Shang Bing Yama himself, this Shura is just a desolate spirit consummation, how can he be so strong.

Even Zhuge Changqing on the side was surprised: "Shura is really strong, at least now I can't beat him!"

"Wen Lao, the eldest son of my big family, is it too bad, after cultivating for hundreds of years, he is not as good as this cultivator who is a desolate spirit consummation!"

Zhuge Wen smiled and said: "Eldest son, just be yourself, you are very good!"

"Wen Lao, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to support today!"

"Don't worry, the eldest son, the second son's noble man is about to appear!"

When Zhuge Changqing heard this, his eyes lit up, and his body couldn't stop trembling: "Wen Lao, is what you said true?"

Zhuge Wen nodded with a smile: "When did Uncle Clan deceive you!"