"I'm not familiar with you, don't get so close."

Zhang Feng took a few steps back, his tone was obviously disgusted, and he distanced himself from Jiang Yiren.

"You-" Jiang Yiren was very angry, his eyes glared at Zhang Feng fiercely, and he said angrily: "I hate it so much? ”

"You don't hate it, but what I hate is the Zhuo family. So, don't come near me. Zhang Feng directly stated his position, which made Jiang Yiren even more stunned.

It seems that it is the first time we met, how did the Zhuo family offend you?

Lei Tongyuan didn't know what Zhang Feng and the Zhuo family had to do, but seeing that Jiang Yiren was suffering, he was still happy to watch it.

When Jiang Yiren was stunned, Lei Tongyuan motioned for Lei Fuxiang to go out and make arrangements.

Even if it is a monster with a combat power of 160 million, there are different grades.

In Lei Fuxiang, he went out according to Lei Tongyuan's instructions.

There were only three people left in the room.

Lei Tongyuan saw that Zhang Feng dared to confront this woman, and couldn't help but sit down on the side curiously and wait to see the excitement.

Jiang Yiren was like a puffy kitten, with round cheeks and big eyes glaring at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng ignored Jiang Yiren, and through the glass, he saw that one person and one monster in the field were fighting until they bled to the ground.

However, the monster's powerful vitality is even better, and it actually bites off most of the warrior's body at the last moment.

Those who were in the stands saw blood and death, some were excited, some were disappointed.

"I forgot about the death I had experienced, and I felt that I could live comfortably when the battlefield was over." Zhang Feng sneered and muttered to himself.

In the field, the basilisk was half-dead and was eventually killed by several warriors who went in to clean it up, and then dragged it out.

It's been less than a year since the battlefield began, and now the monsters that are so high above have their turn to be killed and watched.

This can't help but make Zhang Feng feel a little emotional.

There was no one in the field, only blood that had not yet dried up.

Many people on the stage have not yet recovered from the excitement, and their eyes are bloodshot waiting for the next match.

A stocky middle-aged man walked toward the center of the field with a wireless microphone in his hand. He had a fat head and big ears, a big belly, and his fat and shiny skin were trembling.

When this middle-aged man appeared. The audience fell silent.

Because this middle-aged man rarely appears, once he appears, it means that there will be a brilliant battle.

The middle-aged man coughed, gasped, and said, "Originally, the next battle was a battle squad against a team of wolf beasts. Well, it was supposed to be a battle worth looking forward to. But—"

The middle-aged man changed his words and suddenly paused. The crowd around them was quieter, and their eyes widened. Pricked up his ears and waited for the middle-aged man to continue.

"Do you remember the excitement of winning six games in a row not long ago, but do you remember the tragedy and madness of winning six games in a row?" The middle-aged man said in a louder voice, as if he was screaming, "Do you remember? ”

Rumble!

The crowd in the stands was boiling, shouting one by one.

They had already guessed something, and many people had already vaguely guessed it when the fat man appeared. Now that they heard the fat man say it himself, they still couldn't suppress the madness in their hearts.

Not long ago, that blood-pumping six-game winning streak!

Not long ago, the Lei family conquered everyone with their strength.

Now, the fat man is telling them. Will there be another man challenging for a six-game winning streak?

The middle-aged man stood in the center of the arena and watched the crowd boil. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his hands pressed lightly.

The sounds around them suddenly disappeared.

The middle-aged man held the microphone and said, "A newcomer to the upper city wants to challenge our Colosseum's six-game winning streak. This newcomer has a combat power of 65 million, and his name is Zhang Feng, whose origin is unknown, his strength is unknown, and his skills are unknown......"

The middle-aged man's continuous ominousness did not make these people angry, but made them even more crazy. ..., did they come to the Colosseum simply to see?

No!

They're even here to gamble. Gambling is about the excitement of gambling and the madness of gambling.

Sixty-five million combat power, all unknown one. This man is going to challenge for a six-game winning streak. Whether it is defeat or victory, it is enough to provoke the nerves of being crazy by individuals.

The middle-aged man's voice became higher and higher, and his tone became sharper and sharper, as if he wanted to shout out the strength of his whole body through his voice: "From now on, bet in five minutes, whether it is a success or a failure, everything depends on your luck." Whether it's one win or six wins in a row depends on your luck. And most importantly—"

The middle-aged man paused again and shouted out all his strength, "This is a fight to the death!" ”

The Colosseum fell silent, as if I couldn't believe what my ears were hearing.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the crowd boiled, cheering and screaming as if to tear down the sky.

Around the aisle, a large number of staff members appeared, holding registration books and began to register all participants.

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door of the VIP room again. Then, after consent, someone walked in.

The man was holding a small notebook and said with a smile: "Do the three of you bet?" ”

Lei Tongyuan said unhurriedly: "What about the odds?" ”

"Odds of losing 1:1.5. Success pays 1:10. ”

"A million, I bet on failure. Play once, I haven't gambled for a long time" Lei Tongyuan looked at Zhang Feng, said unhurriedly, took out a bag of earth coins from the ring and threw it to the staff.

This is a disdain for Zhang Feng, implying that Zhang Feng is not worth his heavy bet at all.

"Two million, I bet on success." Jiang Yiren is purely fighting with Lei Tongyuan.

Although she is also arrogant, it is more interesting to fight with the Lei family than the Lei family's festival.

"It seems that everyone is not optimistic about me." Zhang Feng smiled, although he didn't know much about odds. I've heard of some of them, though.

The odds of success are 10 to 10, and 2 million to 20 million, which is more violent than doing business.

"Fifty million, I bet on success." Zhang Feng counted all the money from the ring and threw it all over.

At this moment, Lei Tongyuan's face was a little ugly.

This obviously shows that Zhang Feng is deliberately demonstrating, and he is also telling Lei Tongyuan, you are underestimating me.

And he shot 50 million at a time, which was beyond Lei Tongyuan's imagination, and even he was scared

"Five, fifty million!" The staff's tongues are all a little knotted.

This may be the biggest bet since the Colosseum was built. In less than a year after the beginning of the battlefield, it was definitely not easy to take out 50 million people at one time.

Even if it is a child of a family like Lei Tongyuan and Jiang Yiren. If you can carry 20 million on your body, that's already the sky.

And Zhang Feng took out 50 million at a time, and even the attitude of the staff immediately became more respectful.

After collecting the bets, the staff withdrew.

It didn't take long for Lei Fuxiang to walk in and say, "Mr. Zhang, it's your turn." ”

"Mr. Lei, wait to hand over Yonghe to me."

"Mr. Zhang, don't be careless. Beware of dying in the Colosseum, you'll be empty. Lei Tong was far from outdone and replied.

"Hey. You be careful. Jiang Yiren smiled, but there was always some evil and bad feeling when he smiled.

"No, Miss Jiang cares." Zhang Feng snorted coldly and walked out of the VIP room.

"Zhang Feng, I wish you an early death." Jiang Yiren gritted his teeth, clenched his hands, and stomped his feet angrily.

"At least five hundred people have said this to me, and the result is that I am alive and they are dead." Zhang Fengtou will not say back.

"You-" Jiang Yiren was so angry that he really had the urge to pounce and take a bite.

Outside, a staff member bowed deeply to Zhang Feng and said, "Mr. Zhang." I'll take you in. ”

"Excuse me, please lead the way." ..., Zhang Feng followed behind the staff. Walking unhurriedly.

When we reached the end of the passage, the cries around us were still shocking.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath, but his mood was extremely calm.

After countless killings, stepping on blood and bones all the way, even the altar of sacrifice could not crush him. If he doesn't want to, nothing can trigger a change in his mood.

Bang!

The shackles of war appeared out of thin air and were worn on Zhang Feng's body.

The staff at the front were stunned at first. Then his face became a little fanatical.

A complete set of legendary gear.

When Zhang Feng walked into the football field, the surroundings immediately fell silent.

With a defense of 200 million, many people were immediately disappointed.

"That's the only way. It's a genius that this man can win three in a row. ”

"I knew I wouldn't bet, this one doesn't make any sense at all."

"Madamn, the fat man fooled us, this is impossible to see. Return the money, return the money, no more gambling. Many people shouted.

In the VIP room, when Zhang Feng walked into the Colosseum wearing equipment, Lei Tong's distant pupils froze, and his body bounced up.

He couldn't calm down, his eyes were glued to the equipment on Zhang Feng's body.

"The shackles of war, the shackles of war." Lei Tongyuan could hardly believe his eyes.

There are hundreds of people in the Lei family who are looking for parts of the war shackles but they find nothing, and a few people who have obviously received the war shackles task have completed the task without even a hair.

The Lei family was puzzled and didn't understand what this was.

Now, Lei Tongyuan looked at the equipment on Zhang Feng's body blankly, there was some greed, and more disbelief.

At this point, the first monster was cast.

Driven by several warriors, an ironclad lion with 85 million combat power was driven into the field.

It was a five-meter-tall ironclad lion with metal hair all over its body.

The Iron Lion itself has a defense of 300 million. However, this ironclad lion is called the ironclad lion, and naturally has a special effect in terms of defense.

In non-boss life, the Iron Lion's physical damage reduction reaches 90%, which is not available to other monsters.

In addition, the Iron Lion is known for its speed and strength, and it is difficult for even a monster with tens of millions of combat power higher than the Iron Lion to take it down.

"Oh my God, Ironclad Lion." Someone saw the monster that appeared and immediately screamed.

"At the level of 85 million combat power, the strength of the Iron Lion is also superior. Is this to crush that person? ”

"What are you kidding, it's not interesting at all,."

The ironclad lion looked at Zhang Feng, and began to walk around Zhang Feng without understanding the opponent.

But Zhang Feng stood still with his hands behind his back and didn't move, completely ignoring the ironclad lion.

When the ironclad lion circled Zhang Feng's back, Zhang Feng still didn't move, and suddenly let out a roar and rushed to the top of Zhang Feng's head like lightning.