After dozens of breaths, Lishen spoke, he stared at Tang Chen and said coldly: "Boy, your strength is good, you actually defeated the Bull God, but your limit is like this." ”

Tang Chen didn't pay any more attention to the power god, moved his gaze to the pattern of the stone pillar, and observed it carefully.

Seeing Tang Chen's ignorant demeanor, Lishen's eyes condensed slightly, and he said coldly: "Hehe, you are very arrogant? Don't think that it is great to defeat the Bull God? He is not my opponent yet! I will let you know what real power is!"

With that, he strode to the other side of the stone pillar and waited for the referee's announcement.

"Let's go!"

Soon, a clear and majestic voice came from the background.

Hearing this, the field suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes looked at the two protagonists.

Tang Chen took the lead in putting his hand on the stone pillar, releasing a power similar to that of the Bull God, and at the same time pretending to be desperate.

As soon as Lishen came on the field, he did not release his full strength at the first time, but first tested Tang Chen's strength.

It's just that when he felt the powerful power transmitted from the other side of the stone pillar, his face changed instantly, and at the same time, he released all his strength to resist Tang Chen.

At this time, he realized how powerful his opponent was, and it was not at all what it seemed on the surface.

In fact, at this moment, his heart has been turned upside down, and it is unbelievable to the extreme.

He knew very well that the physical strength and the true yuan power were completely different, and according to common sense, a person's physical strength was completely related to the body.

How could a man like the other party have such power?

Could it be that there is something wrong with the stone pillars?

He denied his speculation again, because this stone pillar blessed by complicated formations only transmits the power of the human body, not the power of the true element.

From this point of view, this Dugu is really a master!

"Amitabha, this kid really deserves to be called a pit god, he is simply too good at pretending!"

On the periphery of the ring, the fat monk gulped down his wine.

However, although he muttered on his lips, he was happy in his heart, as if he saw the shining spirit crystal like a mountain, and put it into his Qiankun ring.

In the private room, there are a few more sturdy figures at this time, although they are not as tall as Lishen, but the muscles of these people are more developed than Lishen.

The bull god was impressively in the ranks, he stood quietly beside Wang Jiancheng, but his eyes were staring at Tang Chen in the distance, and he was extremely cold.

"Niu Tong, what do you think of this kid?" Wang Jiancheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was cold, and he looked at Tang Chendao.

"This kid is very weird, he seems to have no strength, but he is unfathomable, he always feels like he was paddling in the gladiatorial fight before!" Niu Tong paused for a moment and continued.

"Oh, is this kid pretending?" Wang Jiancheng's eyes widened slightly.

"It's hard to say, but he won't be easy to go anywhere, although Li Qiankun is stronger than me, it's not much stronger, I estimate that this competition will still take time!"

Wang Jiancheng didn't say anything when he heard this, and looked at Tang Chen and Lishen quietly.

However, the purple-clothed young man on the side spoke: "Don't worry! Lishen shot, there is absolutely no problem, I bet on 100,000 medium-grade spirit crystals!"

This purple-clothed young man is named Wang Yanglin, and the god of power is the guard of his Wang family.

Wang Jiancheng glanced at Wang Yanglin: "I hope that the power god can win, and I will also order 100,000 medium-grade spirit crystals!"

At this time, Kang Ziyang, a young man in brocade, spoke: "Two, I also hope that Lishen wins, otherwise my Lotte Fang will lose a lot!"

"Oh, what do you say?" Zhou Fan, a disciple of the Zhou family, wondered.

A cold light flashed in Kang Ziyang's eyes: "Someone just bet on 300,000 medium-grade spirit crystals, betting that kid won, if that's the case, then I'll have to lose nearly two million medium-grade spirit crystals!"

"Oh, someone really dares to make such a big bet!" Zhou Fan's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"Kang Shao don't have to be afraid! We are still relatively clear about the strength of the power god, he will win, not to mention, even if that kid wins, the person who bets on the power god to win is also more than ninety percent, that kind of profit, naturally it will not be less, how can Kang Shao lose?" Wang Yanglin said proudly.

Kang Ziyang snorted coldly: "Hmph, if you don't get the expected profit, that's a loss!"

"Don't worry, we can adjust the odds in the next game, and the spirit crystal will not be in our Qiankun ring by then!" Zhou Fan glanced at a few people and said loudly.

At this time, the deputy head of Lotte Fang knocked on the door and came in, bowed to several second ancestors, and then said to Kang Ziyang: "Young master, the people of the Deng family are here!"

Several people were slightly stunned, and their eyes that stayed in the ring in the distance were retracted, and they looked at the middle-aged man with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"The Deng family received the news so quickly, and it is estimated that the Guo family will also arrive soon, hahaha, big business has come to the door!" Kang Ziyang laughed.

"As long as the Yuan family doesn't come!" said Zheng Hua, the Zheng family.

……

In a relatively quiet corner, there were seven or eight young people standing, if Tang Chen paid attention to these people, he found that the young man standing in the middle looked somewhat similar to Deng Yuanjun.

"You said that this kid defeated Niu Tong?" The young man's eyes stayed on Tang Chen, and he said lightly.

The person behind him looked at the power god, and finally stopped his gaze on Tang Chen, and responded: "Young Master Hui, this is the person!"

"Oh, I don't see anything special!"

Deng Yuanshan's eyes showed a hint of disdain: "Deng Jiu, how do you win or lose against the bull god?"

A young man beside him took two steps forward, looked at Lishen and Tang Chen, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said proudly: "A simple gladiatorial fight, you can defeat him within fifty breaths!"

"Uh-huh!"

Deng Yuanshan nodded, and then said, "What if it's against the God of Force?"

"Defeat him in a hundred breaths!"

Deng Jiu is full of confidence, he is one of the genius disciples of the Deng family, at the age of twenty-three, he has the cultivation of the fifth level of the human king realm, and his physical strength is much stronger than ordinary people.

When Deng Yuanshan heard Deng Jiu's words, he smiled faintly, and seemed to be very satisfied, he was very clear about the strength of his cousin, and he was stronger than him.

I believe that it won't be long before his cousin can become the mainstay of the Deng family.

At this time, Deng Kai spoke, he glanced at Deng Yuanshan, then at Deng Jiu, and smiled slightly: "Deng Jiu, you are an expert in gladiatorial competitions, which of the two do you say will win?"

Deng Jiu carefully observed the two contenders in the ring, thought for a moment, and said: "It's hard to say, although Lishen looks strong, but it has not reached an insurmountable level, and that kid is very weird, it seems to be much worse than Lishen, but he still insisted, half of the victory and half of the defeat, this is a protracted battle, whoever persists to the end will win!"

(End of chapter)