After a while, the organizer put the information of Lu Chaoran and that person into the computer battle list and began to place bets. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lu Chaoran looked at the other party's nickname: "Death Tomahawk?"

He was wondering what's the big deal?

"Death Tomahawk! He's here too?"

"He's going to compete too, it's worth it tonight!"

"Death Tomahawk vs. Satan, tsk, how do you bet on this?"

At this time, Long Changtian ran back and said with a smile: "The Death Battle Ax has already withdrawn from the underground fighting, but I didn't expect him to come to watch the battle today." ”

"Retired?" Lu Chaoran was a little disappointed, he thought he would be a good opponent.

Long Changtian smiled and said, "That's right, it's retired." However, he retired, not because he couldn't play, but because he didn't have an opponent, you think, every time there is a match against him, everyone bets on him, and his opponent has no one to bet, how can this game be played?"

During the betting period, in the betting area on the computer, the numbers are rising wildly, and the two sides are not up or down, Lu Chaoran looked at the numbers, and his mood became more and more excited, the more bets, the more he earned.

At the end of the bet, the computer shows that Satan: 158 million: Death Tomahawk: 182 million!

"Is it still more than him?" Lu Chaoran said a little unpleasantly, could it be that the strength he showed in the first two games has not convinced most gamblers?

"Hehe, that's great, the more he bets, the more money I win. I bet $9 million for you. Wait a while and they'll be able to figure out how much you'll earn if you win. Long Changtian said with a smile.

Death Tomahawk, Chinese, Record: 198 battles, 198 wins, 170 kills of opponents!

Lu Chaoran pulled up the profile of the Death Tomahawk from the computer and saw the data on it.

Never been defeated? No wonder there are still so many people betting on him. But I think most people still vote for him because of their feelings. Lu Chaoran thought silently.

Long Changtian pushed aside the crowd and walked into the lounge, and said to Lu Chaoran: "Calculate it, if you win this time, your winning bonus is 10 million US dollars." And my win will be $8.3 million, your share is $4.98 million, for a total of $14.98 million!"

"Converted, it's almost 100 million yuan, right? Okay, you must defeat the death tomahawk!" A hint of a smile appeared on Lu Chaoran's face.

The lights of the whole stadium were dimmed, and in order to meet this much-anticipated game, the organizers deliberately worked the lighting to render the momentum and mystery of the two sides.

"Let's welcome the mysterious king who came out of nowhere tonight, the terrible Sa~~Dan~~!!" the host roared in a long voice.

A pillar of light struck Lu Chaoran's body, the audience boiled, countless arms waved, and the frenzied sound hit Lu Chaoran's eardrums.

He twisted his neck slightly, and calmly walked into the iron cage.

After the audience's emotions calmed down a little, the host continued to roar: "Now let's welcome the former peerless overlord, the invincible ~earth~~hell~~battle~~axe~~!!"

A beam of light shone at the end of the aisle, and a fierce figure appeared in the pillar of light.

The cheers from the audience erupted as if they had exploded. The momentum is not weaker than when Lu Chaoran appeared.

The Hell Tomahawk walked into the iron cage with a blank face and unhurried.

In the midst of the noise, Long Changtian shouted to Lu Chaoran in a hoarse voice: "You must be careful of his legs! His legs can kick off telephone poles! His legs can kick through the concrete floor slab!"

The host tried his best to silence the audience, and then the lights came on and the game officially began!

Originally, Lu Chaoran thought that this lonely master would meet a tough young junior like himself, and he would pity each other, and in order to seek defeat and give birth to the heart of comeback, he would inevitably say a few words to himself first.

In his imagination, the Hell Tomahawk will first sigh that there is no hero in the world, and then say something that is fortunate to meet Satan who was born today, and the only heroes in the world are the axe and Dan'er. Next, he hit three times and divided five by two, and the hell tomahawk crawled all over the ground, so that his undefeated golden body was broken. Seeing the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, the invincible master finally had a successor, and the hell tomahawk accepted defeat with satisfaction, he turned around and disappeared into the sea of people, leaving Lu Chaoran with a lonely and lonely back. And Lu Chaoran was surrounded by everyone as a hero, the flashing lights flashed continuously, and flowers and colored paper flew all over the sky......

Who knows, the Hell Battle Ax didn't seem to be interested in him at all, didn't say a word, and looked at Lu Chaoran blankly.

The eyes of the Hell Tomahawk look devoid of temperature and have no luster. If Lu Chaoran's imitation purple night demon pupil was a fierce cold light with a great sense of oppression, the gaze of the hell battle axe was like an ancient well, deep and cold, without the slightest emotion, but it sucked everything into a person's heart. Usually, many opponents will have an empty, chilling sense of fear when they see this pair of eyes.

Lu Chaoran felt that this kind of gaze was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. By the way, wolf fangs usually look like this. It's just that this hell tomahawk seems to be much worse than the wolf's fang, and at most it's a shoddy copycat. Well, it's as if his imitation purple night demon pupil is a shoddy copycat version of Yun Ruyi.

Thinking of this, Lu Chaoran couldn't help but show a wry smile of self-deprecation. At the same time, in order to test the endurance of the Hell Tomahawk. Lu Chaoran's imitation purple night demon pupil looked fiercely at the Hell Battle Axe.

The Helltomahawk was expressionless, his eyes still empty and cold, as if he were a zombie. But a cold sweat began to break out on his back. Hell Tomahawk was quite surprised in his heart, could this young man named Satan really be Satan himself? Why was his eyes so terrifying?

However, the Hell Battle Ax did not avoid Lu Chaoran's eyes like the Red Pit Viper. That's not the style of the Hell Tomahawk. The reason why he was able to fight invincible opponents all over the world was that in addition to his amazing martial arts, the terrifying spiritual erosion was also indispensable. Among the defeated generals in the past, there were several martial arts skills that were not weaker than him, but in the process of the game, his spirit was gradually eroded by him, and he unconsciously lost his fighting spirit, produced a sense of defeat, and was finally slashed by his tomahawk-like leg and died in the ring.

Therefore, the Hell Tomahawk will definitely not back down in the game of spiritual power.

The Hell Tomahawk's feet slid very slowly on the ground, never leaving the ground for a moment, and almost every major joint of his body: knees, elbows, and lower back were slightly bent, giving the impression that his body structure was composed of many arcs, like many open bows. There is movement in stillness, and there is stillness in movement.

"His movements are a bit like Tai Chi, Tai Chi fights underground fighting?" Lu Chaoran was a little surprised, "It turns out that Tai Chi is so strong in actual combat?"