The Thunder Empire's Falmao Galaxy West, a gladiatorial arena that can accommodate millions of people, is already crowded at this time, and Halleto's side has already released the news of the three-party bet, and suddenly the entire Falmao galaxy is boiling, and the shocking bet of 300 trillion purple wheel coins added up to the three parties is rare in the entire galaxy.

The people who received the news rushed to West Star, ready to see with their own eyes this earth-shattering gamble, who would spend the 300 trillion purple wheel coins.

In the luxurious box of the gladiatorial arena, Tang Boyuan, Dong Zhifei, Zizhu, Halleto, Helles and others all sat together with smiles, enjoying the top food and wine, and preparing to enjoy the next battle.

"You still have to go to a place like the gladiatorial arena to feel it, tsk, looking at the crowd of people around, the deafening shouts, the uncertainty of betting, it's exciting to think about it."

Halleto looked at the crazy crowd outside, and the three-way bet also attracted the attention of the organizers of the gladiatorial arena, and naturally it was indispensable to open the market accordingly, of course, although there were many people who bet, it was naturally insignificant compared to the 300 trillion shocking bets.

"Let's not waste time, Harreto, will you come first, or will we come first?"

Zizhu smiled slightly on his face and looked at Halleto and Tang Boyuan.

"I'm the master, you're a guest, you go first, I heard that you brought a few top masters of the fritillary clan this time, and you should be able to win easily and win this one."

The news on Halletto's side is very well-informed, and even someone on Zizhu's side has brought a master of the Fritillary clan.

"Okay, Your Excellency Tang Boyuan, I don't know if you are ready here?"

Zizhu nodded, turned his head and asked Tang Boyuan again.

"At any time, Chen Baichuan will wait for you to play."

Tang Boyuan nodded, and then said to a person behind him, this person looks very ordinary, and even a little unattractive, only a little more than one meter and seven in height, with short hair, if you don't look carefully, you won't even notice him, but he is such an ordinary-looking person, but he is a master from the Imperial Yuan Force Warrior Temple, and Yuan Li cultivation has reached an unfathomable level.

"Yes!"

Chen Baichuan nodded, his face expressionless.

The gambling soon began, Chen Baichuan came to the center of the huge gladiatorial arena, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, and in front of him, a more than three meters tall and with blades all over his body was also standing quietly.

"Ben Lei! Ben Lei! Fritillary, fritillary! ”

"Rip this short guy off."

"Kill this person from the Yanhuang Empire with one blow."

The entire huge gladiatorial arena is shouting for the Ben Thunder of the Fritillary Clan, this Ben Thunder is quite famous in the entire galaxy, born in the battle name of the Bulge Clan, has experienced countless life and death gladiatorial battles, never lost, and this time it was also invited by someone at a high price.

"You make a move first, as soon as I make a move, you won't have a chance."

Ben Lei looked at Chen Baichuan and said talkatively, obviously still very confident.

"I want to say that too."

Chen Baichuan's voice was not clear, but it was very clear, and it was very clearly transmitted to Ben Lei's ears in the huge shout, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he saw through the cultivation and ability of this fritillary clan at a glance, and he didn't feel any pressure at all.

"Humph! Arrogant and ignorant! ”

Ben Lei snorted coldly, feeling that he had been greatly insulted, he had always looked down on his opponent, but he didn't expect to be ignored this time.

Before his words fell, the whole person transformed into a debut phantom, rushing towards Chen Baichuan like lightning, his right arm was raised high, and he was ready to split Chen Baichuan in two with a knife.

"Hahaha, this kid from the Yanhuang Empire must have been frightened, he was stunned, without the slightest movement, this time he is dead, even if Ben Lei's hand knife is blocked, the power of Ben Lei is enough to smash the people of this Yanhuang Empire."

In the gladiatorial arena, all the people looked at the gladiatorial arena, and when they saw Chen Baichuan in a daze, some people couldn't help laughing happily, as a member of the fritillary clan, the speed of Ben Lei was extremely fast, and the power was very terrifying and terrifying, I don't know how many times I used a hand knife to split the opponent in half, even the fierce beast known for its defense was absolutely unable to withstand Ben Lei's hand knife.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, Chen Baichuan still didn't make any moves, and the whole person seemed to be stupidly frightened, standing there in a daze.

"Your Excellency Tang Boyuan, it seems that your people are going to be finished."

Zizhu had a smile on his face, he didn't know how many times he had seen the gladiatorial fights of the Mother Pearl, the hand knives of the Mother Pearls were notoriously terrifying in the entire galaxy, and even the most powerful opponents did not dare to take it hard.

"We'll find out later."

Tang Boyuan smiled faintly, and seemed to have confidence in Chen Baichuan.

"Don't blame me for dying, you have to have such an awareness when you go to the gladiatorial arena."

The fast Ben Lei looked at Chen Baichuan who still didn't make any moves, his arm was like a crescent moon, and the blade on the back of his arm flashed with cold light, slashing at Chen Baichuan with the most powerful force.

Seeing that he was about to cut Chen Baichuan, Chen Baichuan showed a smile on his face, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were like a vice, and he actually grabbed Ben Lei's hand knife lightly between the lightning.

"It can't be!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, in the entire gladiatorial arena, everyone's eyes widened, and they looked incredulous, and the hand knife of Ben Lei of the Fritillary clan was gently pinched by someone's fingers, and no one believed it.

Zizhu, Halleto and the others also stood up in disbelief at this time, looking at the center of the gladiatorial arena, their mouths wide open.

"This....... this, it's too strong!"

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but boil their blood one by one, everyone believed that Ben Lei must not have released water, and could hold Ben Lei's hand knife with his fingers, this is definitely a very powerful and terrifying person, for the strong, whether it is the people of that civilized race, they are very worshipped.

"Chen! Old! Old! ”

On the huge gladiatorial arena, someone began to shout, shouting for Chen Baichuan.

"Ahh

Ben Lei tried hard to pull his arm out, but he felt like an ant facing a mountain, although Chen Baichuan was only holding two fingers, but he didn't move.

"Your path has reached the extreme, no matter how much you cultivate, it's useless."

Chen Baichuan said softly.

"You ......"

Ben Lei was not happy when he heard this, and began to kick it with his left foot.

"Walk you!"

Chen Baichuan waved his right hand, and Ben Lei's whole person flew high into the air like an arrow from the string, constantly flipping in the air, and then fell heavily to the floor, smashing the floor into a dent.

"Ahh

Ben Thunder roared, like a volcanic eruption, and the whole person attacked like lightning again, this time it was easily caught by Chen Baichuan with two fingers, and once again Chen Baichuan was thrown into the sky, and once again fell down heavily.

"This body is really hard enough, but it's not rude, you can also take a knife from me."

Ben Lei was thrown around more than ten times in a row, but the body of the mother of the pearl tribe was very strong, and there was no fart at all, but it aroused the fighting enthusiasm of the mother of pearl people, and they became even more crazy.

Looking at Ben Lei, who was getting up, Chen Baichuan's white right hand waved, and the air seemed to be about to freeze, and everyone saw a huge knife composed of air from Chen Baichuan slashing towards Ben Lei.

Ben Lei was not slow to react, and raised his arms high in time, only to feel like a mountain pressing on him, Ben Lei stood up high, and was suddenly crushed to the ground by the huge pressure.

"Click!"

It was like the sound of metal shattering, crisp and loud.

"My hand."

Ben Lei looked at his hands, the blade that was hard enough to be comparable to a super alloy and the bones in his arms were all shattered, and his hands drooped weakly, constantly swinging, and they were completely abolished by Chen Baichuan's hand knife.

"Why? Why don't you kill me. ”

Ben Lei looked at Chen Baichuan, he knew that Chen Baichuan was merciful just now, in fact, he could have chopped himself to death with a knife, but Chen Baichuan didn't, he just scrapped his hands.

"I don't want to kill you, you admit defeat."

Chen Baichuan said indifferently.

"Throw in the towel? Once we Beimu people go to the gladiatorial arena, we are always killed by others, or the enemy is killed, and we will never take the initiative to admit defeat, only those who die in battle, and there is absolutely no initiative to admit defeat. ”

Ben Lei smiled bitterly, from the day he stepped into the gladiatorial arena, he was preparing for such a day, this is the belonging of the mother of pearl, the glorious death in battle, will definitely not survive in delay.

"In that case, then I will fulfill you."

Chen Baichuan felt Ben Lei's will, and knew that even if he had the heart to spare his life, he would definitely die, even if he really survived, Zizhu and the others who lost the money would never let him go, although the Fritillary Clan claimed to be a fighting nation, but compared to these galactic overlord-level civilizations, it was not bullshit.

So once in the gladiatorial arena, the Fritillary only has two choices: win or die, either win the duel with honor, or simply die in the gladiatorial arena, in this way, at least it will not implicate the Fritillary clan behind them, this is the idea that the fighting nation Fritillary has instilled in their own people since childhood.

The audience was silent, everyone was quietly looking at the gladiatorial arena, only to see Chen Baichuan's hand raised again, it was another hand knife, and the air condensed together again to form a big knife, this time, there was no arm, and Ben Lei did not dodge again.

"Bump!"

With the dust stirred up, Ben Lei, like countless predecessors of the fritillary clan, ended his life in the gladiatorial arena.

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