Ding Xiaoyi looked at this group of passionate audiences coldly,

His face was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

The handsome young man on the side showed a warm and bright smile on his face, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi with approval and encouragement in his eyes.

"Come on, bet bet, let's bet how many times this kid will survive?"

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe waved his arms, and he shouted to the audience.

With the wave of the brocade-robed man's arms, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The brocade-robed man directly used the table in the audience as a gambling table.

Countless figures poured towards the brocade-robed man, their faces furious.

Every audience has a bad impression of Ding Xiaoyi,

"I bet this kid won't last ten games, how can I bet?" Someone rushed to the brocade-robed man's side, and then asked the brocade-robed man in a loud voice.

"Okay, let's decide by the number of games, ten, twenty, thirty, and so on. Ten games are one to one, twenty games are one to two, thirty games are one to three, and so on, how about it?"

The brocade-robed man smiled heartily, and then said to everyone.

"Okay, I can't hold this kid out of ten games." Someone immediately shouted,

Someone else said loudly, "I bet that this kid won't be able to last even twenty games."

"Oh, by the way, you can only bet with spirit stones." The brocade-robed man was like a cunning old fox, and he smiled slyly at the crowd.

When everyone heard this, their faces couldn't help but change,

You must know that they don't have too many spirit stones on them, which are all scarce cultivation resources.

Many cultivators with strong family backgrounds have made bets, and although their bets are not much, they add up to a lot of income.

The brocade-robed man's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, like a proud old rich man.

"Excuse me, can I buy my own?" Ding Xiaoyi looked at the middle-aged man with a smile in his eyes, and he couldn't help but ask the other party.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's voice, the brocade-robed man was slightly stunned, and then a fox-like smile appeared on his face.

"Of course, I don't know how you want to bet, bet on whether you can succeed in the challenge, or how many games you can last?" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe asked Ding Xiaoyi very friendly.

When everyone saw that Ding Xiaoyi was so ashamed to bet on himself, they couldn't help but let out bursts of ridicule.

"Boy, don't be ashamed, surrender quickly. I don't think you can even hold on to ten games, you can't buy yourself and only hold on to ten, right?"

"Hahaha......", someone made a burst of mockery at Ding Xiaoyi, and their mockery caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

Through the forbidden iron cage of the talisman array, they saw the breezy figure of the cloth-clothed young man, and no one was optimistic about this young man.

The challenge of the King of Battles is not as simple as challenging only a hundred masters.

"If I succeed in my attempt, what will I do?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the middle-aged man in the brocade robe under the stands very calmly,

His face was calm, but his expression was also calm.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe was only slightly stunned, and then he let out a wild laugh.

"Haha......," the middle-aged man in the brocade robe laughed madly, and only after a long time did he stop.

"You're confident in yourself, but it's good to be confident." The middle-aged man in the brocade robe had a playful look on his face, and he seemed to be very disdainful of Ding Xiaoyi's self-confidence.

"You just say what kind of gambling method, buy me to challenge myself successfully, how many times can you pay me?"

Ding Xiaoyi was not angry because of the other party's ridicule, he just looked at the other party calmly, his eyes were deep and indifferent.

"Boy, you're too confident, and being too confident is arrogant. Anyway, if someone sends a spirit stone, I have the right to accept it. Boy, hurry up and get your bet out

Note, how many spirit stones are you going to make?" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe said impatiently to Ding Xiaoyi.

The rest of the audience looked at Ding Xiaoyi in the gladiatorial arena with mocking eyes, they had long thought that this young man could not succeed.

"There are a hundred spirit stones here, just buy me to challenge successfully. And if you want to pay me 10,000 spirit stones, I don't want too much, you can't afford to pay more."

The white light flashed in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, and white light flew out from the gladiatorial arena, and then all fell into the hands of the middle-aged man in the brocade robe.

But the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and there was a blazing light in his eyes, it was a hundred spirit stones.

What kind of mountain did this young man come from, and he was so rich.

He had also heard about the deeds of this young man, and the old man of the iron crutch had obtained the spirit stone of this young man.

"Boy, I can accept this great gift of yours, as for how many spirit stones I want to pay you, then you don't have to think about it, because you will not succeed at all."

The middle-aged man's eyes in the brocade robe had already narrowed into a slit, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi like a cunning old fox.

"You prepare 10,000 spirit stones first, and then come and get them after I finish the challenge", Ding Xiaoyi said to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe disapprovingly.

"This kid is too ignorant of the sky, and he really thinks that he can challenge successfully."

There were people in the crowd who did not hide their disdain, they talked loudly, and they did not shy away from Ding Xiaoyi at all.

Ning Wuzhi didn't bother Ding Xiaoyi from beginning to end,

He just took in all of this, and he began to take some interest in this young man who didn't have any cultivation aura on his body.

Of course, it was only a little interested, and it was not taken seriously by him.

He didn't think that this cloth-clothed boy would be able to challenge successfully, and the challenge of the King of a Hundred Battles was not as simple as challenging a hundred games.

"Everyone, please be quiet",

Ning Wufolded his hands and pressed them into the void, and the noisy gladiatorial arena suddenly fell silent.

Ning Wuzhi looked around, his gaze fell on the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, and then swept his gaze again.

Everyone looked at the handsome young man in the gladiatorial arena with burning eyes, and they didn't even bother to look at Ding Xiaoyi.

After everyone quieted down, Ning Wuzhi slowly spoke: "The challenge of this King of Hundred Battles was applied for by the Blue Dragon Hall, and the challenge of the King of Hundred Battles was naturally also selected by the various faction gangs. In the Killing Capital, there is naturally no such thing as fairness and justice, and strength can represent everything."

"Next, I announce that Ding Xiaoyi's Hundred Battles King Challenge has officially begun."

Ning Wuzhi was a loud shout, and the roar swept through the audience like thunder, even the other gladiatorial arenas were like thunder.

As soon as Ning Wuzhi's voice fell, the gladiatorial arena was even more crowded and lively.

A burly figure walked slowly, and with each step the man shook like a mountain and shook open.

A burly figure like a huge mountain appeared in everyone's sight,

It was a big man with a big knife in his upper body.

[The problem of slow update of new chapters is in the can.]

Everyone saw Baili Xiongfeng slowly ascending the gladiatorial arena with a big knife, and their faces couldn't help but twitch.

Everyone knows that this Baili Xiong is no less than Geng Liqiu's madman,

He takes pleasure in killing, and he doesn't know how many opponents have been torn to shreds by him.

He has the wit of the human race and the ferocity of the demon race, and is an out-and-out madman.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the rugged man who came slowly like a huge mountain, and he felt a strong bloody aura from the other party's body.

This big man is as burly as a mountain, and the muscles of his whole body are like iron, which is a descendant of a ladyboy.

It has the ferocity of a demon and the wisdom of a human being.

In this first battle, a super strong man was dispatched, and everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

No one is optimistic about Ding Xiaoyi, because the reputation of this hundred miles of majestic wind is too loud, country.

This cloth-clothed boy may be torn to pieces by the hundred miles of majestic wind in the first scene.

"Boy, show your sword",

As soon as Baili Xiongfeng came on the field, he knew that Ding Xiaoyi was a sword cultivator, he opened his eyes at Ding Xiaoyi angrily, and then said fiercely.

"Why do you need a sword to kill you?"

Ding Xiaoyi said lightly.

Baili Xiongfeng is just a strong man with a super destiny, and he has also reached the point of making a sword.