Chapter 482: One Pays Ten
Ten tricks!
Fan Lang's words were amazing, making Emperor Xuan on the other side angry, this person gritted his teeth and said, "You are too arrogant!"
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Fan Lang smiled slightly, this is what he wants. He turned his head, looked at Shen Junwolf in the distance, and said, "Start betting from this game." I want to bet on myself to win, how much can I bet?"
"I'm sitting in the village this time, just to help the fun, and it's not a big game, at most a hundred spirit coins. Shen Junwolf said.
"One hundred spirit coins, it's a little less, it's really not interesting. ”
"It's just fun, don't be surprised by Lord Fan Meng. ”
"Your bet is too small and boring, so I'll sit on the bank myself." ”
Fan Lang was interested, he wanted to play a big one, looked at the hundreds of people around him, and said loudly: "I will fight by myself, I will sit in the bank, you can bet on me to lose, if I lose, I will lose ten times your money, and the minimum bet is 10,000 spirit coins, and there is no upper limit!"
As soon as this remark came out, it caused an uproar!
Ten times the odds, even in the gambling game, can be regarded as crazy!
For example, the "Sic Bo" often played in gambling houses, the game is to bet on the size, and the bet is often one to one. And Fan Lang released cruel words and set the odds at one to ten, which shows that the odds are high.
"This guy really likes the number ten, first set a ten-trick contract, and now set ten times the odds. ”
"It's a bit interesting, it's a lot more than President Shen's gamble. ”
"But I can only bet on him to lose, there is no choice. ”
"Prove that he has confidence in himself and that he has to take all the money. ”
"Ten thousand spirit coins is not a small amount. ”
"But it's not a big amount, I'll bet on it!"
Someone came to gamble and threatened to bet.
Fan Lang asked Old Man Hai to come forward to discuss this matter, and collected a sum of bets, which was enough to have more than 70,000 spirit coins.
The Xuanwu people are all out of the fight, and they have experienced all kinds of combat training, and many people even put life and death out of the way, not to mention the wealth outside the body, and they spend money like dirt when gambling.
"I'll bet 10,000 spirit coins too! Bet you lose, bet I won!"
The Emperor Xuan in the ring was angry, and he got involved and threw out a currency card, which happened to be 10,000 spirit coins.
Old man Hai caught the currency card and kept it for Fan Lang.
"It's almost all the bets that should be placed, let's get started!" Fan Lang grinned, looking relaxed.
Rumble!
The Xuan Emperor pulled out the twin swords behind his back, bursting out with a sky-high momentum, his eyes shooting fierce light, releasing powerful thoughts, turning into wisps of light, attached to the twin swords.
When you reach the realm of Emperor Xuan, you can condense the sea of knowledge, and your mind is so strong that it can even be comparable to Xuanli, causing double the damage.
"Drink!"
The Twin Sword Xuan Emperor suddenly made a move, turning into a vague shadow.
Kendo, the pursuit is fast!
The world's swordsmanship, only fast does not break!
He has the confidence to fight with Fan Lang for more than ten moves, win the victory, and be in the limelight.
One move.
Fan Lang silently counted in his heart, and also fought with swordsmanship, casting the Ten Thousand Shadows swordsmanship, the surrounding sword qi roared, and the silver light intertwined into a curtain.
Bell!
The massive sword qi blocked people's sight, and the figures on the ring moved, and the sword shadows were one after another, like a visual feast. The crunch of metal clashing was heard.
Two moves, three moves, four moves......
Fan Lang counted the moves as he made a move.
He didn't give his best and gave his opponent a glimmer of hope, and if he killed him in seconds, it would hit people's enthusiasm for taking the stage, and it would also dampen people's enthusiasm for betting.
Seven strokes.
Almost!
Only then did Fan Lang show his true skills a little and appeared behind the enemy.
This Xuan Emperor reacted, hurriedly turned around, his eyes lit up, and he actually shot out two thoughts and sword qi with his eyes, and rushed straight to Fan Lang's door.
These two sword qi do not hurt the flesh and skin, only the mind, and can even cut the human mind in half.
The corners of Fan Lang's mouth twitched slightly, ignoring the incoming attack of thoughts, clenched his left fist, and roared out angrily.
Sou!
Rumble!
The attacks of the two hit each other at the same time, Fan Lang's mind was as solid as a rock, and the sword qi of his mind hit it, and it was not painful. At the same time, he slammed his fist into his opponent's chest, sending him flying with one punch.
Fan Lang was fine, but the Emperor Xuan couldn't hold on, even his chest was sunken, and his sternum was broken.
"Poof!"
Emperor Xuan vomited blood and flew out of the ring all the way.
Fan Lang withdrew his fist and earned a sum of experience points, but it was far from enough.
Everyone witnessed the whole process of the battle and saw how powerful Fan Lang was, and he really could defeat Emperor Xuan in less than ten moves, and he seemed to be at ease.
"What is the origin of this person, he is so strong, he doesn't look like Xuanjun at all!"
"He is a person from the Seven Heroes Kingdom, called Fan Lang, and he is famous. ”
Fan Lang...... I remember the name!"
"It's a pity that my bet of 10,000 spirit coins. ”
There are many people with mixed mouths, and there are all kinds of things to say.
In this battle, Fan Lang gained a sum of experience points, and also earned tens of thousands of spirit coins, which was very rewarding.
And that's just the beginning.
Fan Lang was still unsatisfied, and said loudly outside the ring: "Friends from all over the world, who is interested in competing with me, just go on stage! If it is Emperor Xuan, I can reduce ten moves to five, as long as I can survive five moves under my hands, I will win!"
Ten moves reduced to five!
Fan Lang showed amazing strength, under normal circumstances, Emperor Xuan had no chance of winning at all, and only by setting special harsh rules could people arouse the urge to take risks on stage.
"I'll try!"
Another Emperor Xuan took the stage, very lively, and I don't know which country he is.
Fan Lang asked people to bet as usual, and this time the battle conditions became more harsh, and the number of bettors increased compared to before, and the bet exceeded 100,000 spirit coins.
The battle began, and then ended very quickly.
Fan Lang held the fire, and in the fourth move, he defeated the enemy, and the experience and spirit coins were harvested.
Offstage, Shen Junwolf looked at this scene, and played with the taste in his heart: "This kid will make money, after a few battles, he has already earned more than 100,000 spirit coins." However, his gameplay is too risky, and once a strong man defeats him, the money he makes is simply not enough to lose!"
Fan Lang won several games in a row, and once again made an amazing move, reducing the number of moves to three moves, and Emperor Xuan took the stage, as long as he survived three moves.
This special ratio, crazy odds, arouses people's emotions, and people keep coming to the stage and people are constantly betting.
Fan Lang showed his might in the ring, defeating one enemy after another.
He fights continuously, there will inevitably be attrition, and occasionally there may be mistakes, and people are waiting for him to lose, especially those who bet, hoping that he will lose.
Under ten times the odds, as long as Fan Lang loses one game, he will pay a huge price!
This crazy gambling fight has attracted people's attention, and more and more people have heard the news, and the number of onlookers has increased from a few hundred to thousands, and it is still increasing.
Until the thirteenth game, Fan Lang did not taste defeat, standing in the ring, as if invincible, lonely as snow.
Emperor Xuan in the audience, no one dares to come to the stage anymore, and he is asking for hardship when he goes up.
It was only at this time that Emperor Xuan finally came forward.
Between the sea and the sky, the frost fills the air, causing the temperature to drop suddenly, and this coldness penetrates deep into the bone marrow and penetrates the soul. A woman's voice rang out.
"In the next battle, I will come to power. ”