Chapter 39: Sorry, I'm not interested
Poor Iron Storm Bear, originally thought that it would be able to be safe and sound by this golden light.
As a result, as soon as Qi Fan made a move, he directly shattered the golden light and knocked it away with one punch.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the eighth-level demon beast! The reward outfit is worth 2000 points. ”
The old man was suddenly surprised.
What the? Actually shattered my "Guangyou"?
Under the premise of being protected by the ability of light, the Iron Storm Bear was actually killed.
How strong is this punch?
Not to mention the old man, even Peng Tianhong, who was standing in the VIP room, was shocked when he saw this scene!
One punch killed an eighth-level demon beast, and it was also a steel storm bear.
The most important thing is that the Iron Storm Bear is still protected by the old man's "Light Blessing".
Of course, the old man's "Light Blessing" was not fully exerted, and at most it could only be regarded as a star-level light system ability shield.
It's a pity that under a super explosive martial art like the Star Explosion Fist, the star-source level defense is completely unstoppable.
You must know that as long as Qi Fan is given time to charge strength, he can blow up the master of the tenth level of Xingyuan with one punch.
"It is very likely that this person has hidden strength, otherwise it would not be so strong." Peng Tianhong thought in his heart.
Because the day before yesterday, when the "pretending to be the king" participated in the beast fight, he only had the cultivation strength of the fourth level of Xingyuan, but today it suddenly became the sixth level, if he didn't practice some kind of extreme exercises, then he must have used some method to hide his cultivation strength.
Thinking of this, Peng Tianhong was even more curious about this man.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for pretending to be a disdainful force! The bonus outfit is worth 10 points. ”
"Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host's pretense! The bonus outfit is worth 5 points. ”
"Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host's pretense! The bonus outfit is worth 5 points. ”
"Ding! Congratulations ......"
In front of the old referee, he killed the Iron Storm Bear, and made Qi Fan pretend to be a big force value.
[Host]: Qi Fan.
[Level]: Xingyuan Level 6.
[Profession]: Mecha Warrior, Ability, Warrior.
[Title]: Pretending to be a coercive.
[Pretending Force]: 198350.
looked at his pretending value, and it only reached 190,000.
"It didn't work out well this time!" Qi Fan frowned, wondering if his method of pretending to be forced this time was not novel enough?
The old man's face couldn't help but be a little ugly, although he was shocked by Qi Fan's methods, but in front of him, he directly killed the demon beast, this was simply a slap in the face!
One moment he said that he couldn't kill the Iron Storm, but the next moment the Iron Storm Bear died.
Deliberately, this kid must have done it on purpose.
If it weren't for the fact that he knew that the city lord Peng Tianhong had been invited, the old man would have been eager to kill him with a light ability.
Eventually, the old man announced the final result of the Colosseal match.
The audience looked at the "pretending king" who left the Colosseum, and many people already had the idea of killing.
"It's over! This time my wife is really going to divorce me. ”
"I thought I could get some money back, but Nima lost even more."
"I swear, in the future, there will be a fighting beast that pretends to force the king, and Lao Tzu will never bet on it, and then bet on me to chop my hand."
"Brother, can you lend me your knife?"
"Yes, but you can take it yourself when I'm done."
At this moment, how many people's psychology is broken.
But it's no wonder that others, gambling on beasts is such a thing, winning or losing is a common thing.
It's just that it's rare for such a big crash to occur.
……
After Qi Fan left the Colosseum, he was about to sign up for the Colosseum, but was stopped by several staff members.
"Pretend to be Mr. Wang, our boss wants to invite you to a cup of tea, I don't know if you can enjoy your face."
"Your boss?" Qi Fan couldn't help but be stunned.
Although the other party spoke politely, he didn't know any boss.
It only takes a few days to come to Earth by myself, and people I know can count on both hands.
"Don't worry, our boss wants to meet you because he appreciates your abilities."
"Okay, wait until I'm done with the bonus."
Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Qi Fan felt that the other party didn't seem to have malicious intentions, so he agreed.
After winning the fighting beast, there is a prize.
The amount of the prize is determined according to the level of the monster challenged.
However, this is only a small amount of money.
When signing up for the Beast, Qi Fan made a million bets.
At this time, I opened my phone and looked at it, and I couldn't help but be startled.
"! More than seven million? "When he sees the money he's won, he feels incredible.
These viewers were blind, and they all overwhelmed the demon beast to win, resulting in the final odds becoming 1 to 7.00.
Lao Tzu is handsome and chic, and he is angry, like a person who will lose?
Fortunately, he has earned more than 7 million, and now his assets have reached a total of 9 million star coins, which can be called a local tyrant.
When I came to a reception room with those staff, I saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, making a pot of tea.
"You're the king of pretending?" Peng Tianhong looked up, especially when he saw the mask on his face, he couldn't help but feel happy.
In this world, there are many powerful people, but it is really rare to have the strength and be so funny.
"I don't know, uncle, do you have something to do with me?" Qi Fan didn't step forward, because he subconsciously felt that this middle-aged man was not an ordinary person, although he was kind and pleasant at this time, he gave people a feeling of being as powerful as a tiger.
When Peng Tianhong heard this, he was stunned.
Uncle? Am I that old?
"Can you take off the mask and take a look, don't worry, I don't mean it." Peng Tianhong said.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot." Qi Fan took off the mask and put it in the storage ring so that it could be used next time.
After Peng Tianhong saw the other party's face, he couldn't help but feel surprised.
He didn't expect that the "pretending king" would be so young, and it seemed that he would be twenty years old at most.
"I've seen your Colosseum just now, and it's very ...... Wonderful. Peng Tianhong paused for a moment, almost not knowing what words to use to describe it.
"Oh, thank you." Qi Fan nodded.
Peng Tianhong smiled faintly, he knew that the other party must have something to fear in his heart, so he said: "My name is Peng Tianhong, I am the owner of this Colosseum, I won't tell you, I watched your last game against the Four Elephant Wind Chasing Beasts, plus today's one, I think you are a talent." ”
So Qi Fan understood.
Is the other party trying to win over themselves?
"Peng Tianhong?" But he pondered for a moment, and felt as if he had heard the name somewhere.
"Could it be...... Are you Peng Tianhong, the lord of Haicheng? ”
"Exactly."
This is Haicheng's biggest thigh, how many people want to hug it.
But when Peng Tianhong saw Qi Fan's expression, he found that there was a trace of disapproval on his face, or that he was neither humble nor arrogant.
There was no so-called admiration because of his identity, just a little consternation.
This made him appreciate the young man in front of him even more, and felt that he was a talent who could be promoted.
"Have you ever thought of coming to work under me, I can give you a lot of cultivation resources, and your future will be immeasurable." Peng Tianhong has a delusional appearance.
How many young people want to join Peng Tianhong's command, and he also believes that as long as he is a young man with ideals and ambitions, he will not refuse.
He picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip lightly, as if he was waiting for Qi Fan's gratitude.
"Sorry, I'm not interested."