He glanced at Wang Ming and said with a solemn expression: "Therefore, if you defeat Cherokeesan, it means that you have defeated the other four God King powerhouses in the top five, of course, including those God Emperors, we are not optimistic about you." To be precise, we don't see the slightest hope of victory in you. ”

"You're so direct. Wang Ming smiled helplessly, and then asked, "What else did they say?"

Of course, they are referring to those few god emperors who are hidden behind the scenes, and these god emperors are the pinnacle of the sub-god continent in the true sense, although Wang Ming knows that above them, there should be stronger indigenous powerhouses.

"Emperor Sharna bet you won't last three minutes. Torivaev said honestly, directly and hurtfully: "Emperor Douglas bet that you won't last more than two minutes, and among the three emperors who participated in the notarization of this duel, the last Emperor Antonio bet that you will lose in one minute." ”

“…… Are they so sure?" Wang Ming was a little surprised, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, could it be that he really looked so weak?

"No, they can't be sure. "There was a great controversy over the timing of one, two, and three minutes of defeat, and as a result, Emperor Sharna must have insisted that you would lose in two or three minutes, and opened a bet for that," Torivaev said. ”

"What?" Wang Ming was even more surprised: "What are they betting on?"

"Bet on the eleventh level Beastmaster Beast Core and the Sub-God Coin and even the Sharna God Emperor also took out a cloud mist tea weighing ten kilograms to be worth three billion times of God Coins, betting that you will lose in two to three minutes, plus three Beast King Beast Cores and 18 billion times of God Coins, the Sharna God Emperor alone has bet more than 130 billion. ”

And Emperor Douglas and Emperor Antonio, who were skeptical of Emperor Sharna's judgment, also took out bets with a total value of more than 130 billion divine coins, and pressed them within one minute and one to two minutes respectively. ”

"As long as one of them guesses correctly, the bets of the other two God Emperors will be taken by the God Emperor who won the bet.

Torivaev looked at Wang Ming with a strange look, and then said, "But after placing the bet, the Divine Emperor Sharna raised another question. If you can hold out for more than three minutes under the attack of the Cherokee Saint King, who will win?"

So, the Douglas Divine Emperor came up with a way, he ordered the Douglas family's industry to attack in an all-round way, through various channels, and opened 10,000 betting points in the entire 3,479 countries of the Sub-God Continent within five minutes, and there were a total of three betting points to choose from. ”

"The first option is that you lose in three minutes at odds of 1 to 0.1. ”

"The second option is that you lose in 3 to 3 minutes and 20 seconds" pays 1:0.3. ”

"The third option is that you lose in 320 to 340 seconds, and the odds are 1:0.6

"The fourth option is that you lose in 3 40 seconds to 4 minutes, and the odds are 1:0.8. ”

"The fifth option is that you will win. The odds are 1:300. ”

He glanced at Wang Ming with some pity, and then said: "The three god emperors have bet ten divine coins on the second, third, and fourth choices respectively, if someone guesses ...... in the end."

"Then the previous one, two, and three minute bets will be directly linked to the God Emperor who guessed. ”

"Up to now, the people of the Sub-God Continent have responded to the upcoming pinnacle battle through guò computers, city betting points and other channels, among them, the total amount of bets for the first choice has exceeded 700 billion times for God Coins, the second choice has for more than 300 billion times for God Coins, and the third has 140 billion times for God Coins. The fourth 30 billion times God Coins. ”

"And the last choice, so far there are only 3.95 million divine coins" Among them, there are 3.8 million divine coins, which is my personal support for you. ”

Torivaev honestly tore Wang Ming's last fig leaf, and only 3.95 million "of which 3.8 million were still bet by Torivaev."

"......" received information from the mouth of Torivaev. Wang Ming was slightly confused, he couldn't understand how strongly a standard that had been passed down for so many years had on the indigenous humans of the Subgod Continent!

The 10,081 Epoch God King, and the 11,900 Epoch Divine King. The gap is big enough to scare off any bettor who dreams of a windfall!

No one would believe that Wang Ming could win because of the gap between him and Cherokee San. It's just too big.

Including Torivaev, who personally recruited Wang Ming into the Mercenary Association, although he voted for Wang Ming's 3.8 million divine coins, he actually voted for a full 30 billion divine coins in the choice of losing within three minutes!

It shows that Torivaev does not believe that Wang Ming will win at all, and the standard that has been passed down for countless years has imprisoned the judgment of the strength of the martial artists of the entire sub-god continent.

Seeing Wang Ming's somewhat puzzled expression, Torivaev reminded very kindly: "And this is because the betting point has just begun, and the total amount of bets is currently more than 1100 billion divine coins, and when the official duel is completed in a few hours, the total amount of bets will definitely exceed 30 trillion divine coins!"

Hearing Torivaev say this, Wang Ming didn't show a little angry look, but rubbed his palms a little excitedly, cast his eyes on Torivaev's body with a little eagerness, and murmured: "One to three hundred, what a tempting cake!"

"What do you want to do?" Torivaev was startled by Wang Ming's gaze, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"That. Wang Ming said with some embarrassment: "Can you lend me 180 billion envoys?"

Torivaev was stunned, and after quickly weighing it in his heart, he finally replied: "I will lend you a maximum of 80 billion." ”

A Wanji God King, it's definitely worth the price!

"Eight tens of billions?" received Torivaev's reply, Wang Ming also quickly calculated, and after a while, he barely counted so many zeros, and nodded heavily: "Almost!"

An hour later, the odds selection of 1:300 suddenly refreshed a number that shocked everyone, and the new bet amount was added...... 120 billion times of god coins!

"The owner is crazy. "Markles stood in front of the Decker Kingdom Royal City betting outlet. Looking at the sudden extra 120 billion divine coin bets on the one-to-three hundred selection, he felt that the whole world was crazy.

Obviously, when he knew that Wang Ming was a Wanji God King, he was ecstatic and laughed, and felt extremely happy about his encounter.

The status of a Wanji God King in the Sub-God Continent. Even a few points more noble than the royal family of an empire, being able to become an errand runner under Wang Ming is something that many people dream of, let alone a servant? Oh, a loyal servant.

But it didn't take long for Markles to be happy when he heard the news that Wang Ming had sent the Divine King Book to Cherokeesan, and before he could wake up from the shock caused by this news, he received an order from Wang Ming to invest the money obtained from the sale of the whole corpse of the alien beast into the gambling game......

"Twelve hundred billion times of god coins!" Markles stood nervously in front of the betting point. Like many other bettors, they are reluctant to leave the betting site, they have to wait until the results are out, and then take their stake and the money they paid out, and go home smiling...... But Markles couldn't laugh, his mind was even more pulp at this time, and he didn't know where Wang Ming's confidence came from......

That's 120 billion! In the Subgod Continent, where the purchasing power of the Subgod Coins is incomparably amazing, what does 120 billion represent? That means that as long as Wang Ming is willing. It's easy to buy a large piece of land and build it into a brand new city!

But now, it's gone, it's gone. Wang Ming put this money into the gambling game, in Marques's opinion, it is crazy, that is, the money is burning, that is, ......

Stand in the middle of the crowd and look up at the big screen above the betting spots. Let out an incomparably resentful sigh, he had no confidence at all to believe that Wang Ming would win. The only thing he prays for now is that Wang Ming doesn't lose too badly, at least he loses a little better.

Markles was not the only one who had no faith in Wang Ming, in fact, 99.999 percent of the entire Sub-God Continent was ...... people don't have the slightest illusion about Wang Ming.

"You're such a madman. The news of the sudden increase in the amount of 120 billion divine coins in the gambling game was soon known by Torivaev, who looked at Wang Ming with a complicated expression and stared at him for a long time before sighing: "Twelve hundred billion, plus four beast king cores...... Do you really have faith in this matchup?"

Torivaev didn't believe it either, but the signs Wang Ming showed made him have to wonder if Wang Ming still had any hole cards that he hadn't shown? Or was he really a madman? But Torrivaev didn't believe that a madman could become the God King of the World.

Therefore, his original confidence in Wang Ming's inevitable defeat gradually wavered, and he began to wonder if Wang Ming would really win, even if there was only a little hope for one episode......

"Go make additional bets. Wang Ming glanced at the time, it was only half an hour before the agreed time, he got up from the sofa, and reminded Torivaev kindly: "Trust me." ”

Three simple words can make Torivaev dispel his worries? Can he forget the curse of losing? Knowing that he will lose, he will continue to bet more? That is simply impossible.

Wang Ming got up and left, and went to the top of Sogolo Mountain to make an appointment.

After Wang Ming left, Torivaev sat there and pondered for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and stood up, striding out of the box.

Ten minutes later, just as the gambling game was about to stop betting, another 30 billion divine coins were quietly added to the first choice of the gambling game...... Torivaev looked at his betting data on the computer and laughed silently: "I don't believe it, you will win!"

Ten minutes before the agreed dueling time, 10,000 betting points in the entire Subgod Continent stopped betting at the same time, and the cumulative betting amount exceeded 35 trillion times of God Coins, and the person in charge of the Douglas family smiled at this.

Mount Sogolo is a rocky mountain with no shrubs at an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, and the blue-brown rocks are exposed to the air and have no life.

This mountain is about seventy kilometers away from the central building of the headquarters of the Mercenary Association, and it is also within the scope of the headquarters of the Mercenary Association, and it is also the preferred venue for god-king duels.

When Wang Ming rushed to the top of Sogolo Mountain single-handedly, it had been blocked from the foot of the mountain by thousands of Golden Medal mercenaries, and no unrelated person could enter the top of Sogoro Mountain during the war unless he obtained a special permit.

As one of the protagonists of this incident, Wang Ming's arrival naturally caused a commotion among many people who were blocked at the foot of the mountain. However, in their eyes when they looked at Wang Ming, in addition to awe, they were more gloating, they were happy to see a god king lose face in front of the trillions of people in the entire god continent.

You must know that although Mount Sogolo was temporarily blocked, at the high altitude of the battle site, there were dozens of reconnaissance planes filming every move below at any time, and these pictures were broadcast live for everyone to see.

In other words, although people can't enter the scene of the duel to witness the scene of the two god kings going crazy. However, you can use various ways to watch the movement of the scene.

This is a grand event, and it has already caused a sensation in the entire Sub-God Continent!

"Cherokee-san, I've pressed ten billion divine coins on you, I'll definitely beat him up in a while to let him know how powerful you are!" At the top of Mount Sogolo, a man in his thirties walked up to Cherokie-san with a smile, twisted his neck quite comfortably, and said, "This is a fool." And he is not lightly ill. ”

"I bet the Cherokee San will definitely be able to settle this fool in a minute. A female god-king was full of confidence in the Cherokeesan, and a faint smile appeared on her ruddy round face, and she raised her chin and said, "Look." The fool is coming. ”

The more than twenty god kings who had gathered around Cherokisan who had come to watch the battle turned their heads to look at them almost at the same time, and sure enough, they saw Wang Ming, who had climbed to the top of the mountain at some point and walked towards them calmly. I don't know what Wang Ming wants to do?

"Before we begin, I need to make sure you're ready to go. Wang Ming directly ignored the other twenty or so god kings, and was so calm that his eyes fell on Cherokee Sang's body with some terrifying eyes. The corners of his mouth seemed to evoke a playful smile.

Cherokee Sang slowly narrowed his eyes, and also looked at Wang Ming with a playful look, but compared to Wang Ming's looming smile, his gaze was more direct, completely looking at a loser with a winner's eyes!

"Young man, you are too arrogant. Cherokie said with some disdain.

Wang Ming didn't say anything more, and after chuckling, he walked directly to the three men and women standing on the high platform in front of him, wearing silver combat uniforms and purple and gold badges on their chests.

"King Mingshen, please give me your prize. The only female god emperor among the three floated down from the high platform, her long purple and silky hair fluttering in the wind...... To Wang Ming's surprise, this God Emperor's appearance was extremely young, and he looked no different from a big girl in her early twenties.

Moreover, this goddess emperor's figure is very hot, and her eyes are even brighter, if it weren't for her actual age of thousands of years, it would be even more perfect.

"Your Majesty the Divine Emperor Sharna, this is my color head. Wang Ming's gaze lingered on Sharna's body for a moment, and then he directly took out four eleventh-level Beast King's energy beast cores from the space and handed them over to Sharna's hands.

After taking four eleventh-level Beastmaster Beast Cores from Wang Ming's hands, and after briefly looking at them twice to confirm that they were Beastmaster Beast Cores, Sharna turned around and nodded slightly at Douglas and Antonio who were standing on the high platform, "Caitou confirmed, you can start." ”

Sending out the God King Book and facing off against another God King is itself the only grand event in the Sub-God Continent for thousands of years, and as witnesses to this grand event, the three God Emperors, Sharna, Douglas and Antonio, are also in a good mood, after all, they feel that they have gained great benefits in this duel.

Especially Douglas, who opened the gambling game, praised Wang Ming even more: "This stunned young man is really bold!"

"I'm Douglas. ”

"Today, Emperor Sharna, Emperor Antonio, and myself will witness this unique God-King duel in thousands of years!"

"The following points I need to emphasize are that no matter what, the God King is the most precious treasure of the trillions of people in my Sub-God Continent, no matter what conflicts and contradictions there are between you, we all hope that you can release your past suspicions and rebuild your old friendships in today's battle. ”

"In the course of the battle, neither side can kill the other. ”

"If we find out that someone deliberately killed an opponent, we will represent the trillions of people in the entire Sub-God Continent to judge this god king, please keep in mind the two god kings. ”

"We will uphold the principles of fairness, justice, and openness, and judge the victory or defeat of the two god kings. ”

"We have confirmed that the jackpot for this duel has been put in place, and it has been confirmed that the jackpot is correct. ”

"According to the rules of the Divine King's Book of Invitations to Battle, Wang Ming Divine King is in addition to the four Beast King Beast Cores. Additional conditions were also put forward, on the condition that if the Cherokee Divine King was defeated, he would kneel down and apologize to the Divine King. ”

"Now, please start preparing for the two god kings, and ask the unrelated god kings and god emperors to leave the battlefield and ascend to the high platform!"

This is destined to be a battle that has been watched by hundreds of millions of people, and it affects the mood of countless people in the Subgod Continent. But there is no doubt that no one will believe that Wang Ming can win, and everyone, including the Cherokee Saint King, thinks that Wang Ming is crazy. Because only a madman can do such a crazy thing!

"You should probably buy a hood to hide your face that makes people laugh. Cheroki Sang was ready, and Wang Ming was far away, and he had no scruples about using Wang Ming for entertainment, and his words were also spread to the entire Sub-God Continent through the instruments and equipment on the scene.

Hearing Cherokee Sang's words, Wang Ming frowned a little strangely and said, "Psychology says that when a person feels unconfident about the outside world. I always try to find confidence in myself in some ridiculous way...... Cherokee Saint-King, are you sure you're confident?"

"It is useless to talk too much about the war of tongues. The Cherokeesan's face darkened slightly, but instead he smiled like a spring breeze. He raised his hand and pointed at Wang Ming, and said, "Today, I will teach you a good lesson for your teacher, so that you know what it means to have someone outside the world!"

"Sneer......" Wang Ming sneered: "The battle of tongues." It's useless to say more!"

Cherokee Sang was choked speechless, and he turned his head to look at the three god emperors standing on the high platform, his eyes full of inquiry. When he saw Emperor Antonio bowing slightly......

"Arrogant guy, I want your color head!" Cherokee turned his head and stared at Wang Ming fiercely, and took out a laser sword from his waist like a cloud, the tip of the sword was aimed at Wang Ming's heart, and he shook the long sword fiercely, as if he was telling Wang Ming that he could make Wang Ming fail miserably with just one sword!

The duel between the god kings is the absolute suppression of reaction speed and strength, with the help of the technological weapons of the sub-god continent, the human warriors of the sub-god continent have long forgotten their skills, and they are more inclined to the catharsis of power than the use of skills.

When it came to their journey, the distance of hundreds of meters was just an instantaneous effort.

"Whoosh!" Cherokisan fiercely took the lead in attacking Wang Ming, his bear-like strong body, at this moment, exerted a speed completely disproportionate to his size, and pounced on Wang Ming like lightning, his face was already showing a cruel smile.

"Whew!" The sword light of the laser sword instantly soared to more than thirty meters, and Cheroki San, who was holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, slashed the laser sword at Wang Ming's head at an extremely fast speed, from top to bottom!

"Holding a sword but being a sword envoy, I despise you a little!" Before the whistling sound came, the sword of the laser sword had already been slashed down, in this case, Wang Ming actually said with unreserved disdain: "I'll teach you today, what is swordsmanship!"

"Boom!" Wang Ming's words sounded in Cherokie-san's ears like a nightmare, but at this time, the sword that Cherokie-sang slashed had already touched the ground, and the explosion caused by the energy output of the Beastmaster Beast Core in the laser sword instantly resounded throughout Sogoro Mountain.

Dust was flying all over the sky, and a sword mark more than 300 meters long, more than 40 meters wide, and more than 30 meters deep appeared in the area where it was slashed by Cherokeesan, and the momentum was absolutely amazing.

But what made Cheroki Sang feel uneasy was that under such a swift attack, Wang Ming actually disappeared.

To be precise, after his sword was slashed, Wang Ming actually had a disdain for him when he was dodging, could it be ......

Before he could think about it, before Cherokie could understand, he felt an incomparably sharp aura coming from behind him, straight to the back of his head. (To be continued......)