Chapter 3 is delivered, brothers, give me some strength!!!!!!

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Qin Tian's purpose was obvious.

Take shortcuts and make a fortune by gambling.

100,000 credit points, it takes at least three months to do the task, and now that he meets Lin Yan, maybe he will meet Yang Han tomorrow.

After coming into contact with it during this time, I found that the Optimus Sect was unimaginably powerful and almost pervasive. Yang Han has been in the Qingtian faction for many years, and he must have taken over a lot of henchmen, and if he doesn't get the qualification of an inner disciple as soon as possible, if he encounters it, there will naturally be no less trouble.

The value of the outer disciples is far less than that of the inner disciples.

What's more, if he is still a disciple of Huang, he is even less valued, and he suddenly disappears when he goes on a mission, and he can't attract anyone's attention, who cares about the life or death of Huang's disciple?

The inner disciple is different, the mainstay of the Thousand Machines Sect is greatly valued, and he will not let any brother die easily.

For a long time, betting shops were scarce.

The old man stepped into the barrier again, and his voice was extremely loud, announcing the start of the game.

In the first round of the battle for supremacy, Qin Tian's name appeared.

"Qin Tian vs. Zeng Xiang, odds 1:1"

Tens of thousands of brothers in the field are not familiar with Qin Tian and Zeng Xiang, although the number of people who bet is very rare, this phenomenon Qin Tian is naturally very clear, but others have no impression of him, he is only concerned with his own bet.

Qin Tian walked into the enchantment ring from the player's rest area, and Zeng Xiang also walked in from another intersection at the same time.

The two glanced at each other in the ring, and Zeng Xiang immediately burst out with all his strength and rushed forward.

Qin Tian calmly and calmly, smiled slightly, his body suddenly accelerated, the qi and blood in his body suddenly changed, Zeng Xiang felt the powerful pressure, his heart was extremely angry, his eyes changed, he condensed into a soldier, and a long sword conjured up thousands of sword qi raging.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, and a thousand swords were fired together, sealing all Qin Tian's retreats, Zeng Xiang chuckled, "Die!"

As soon as the word 'death' was finished, his expression suddenly became shocked, and Qingtian disappeared in place, gone.

"Oh......"

Tens of thousands of brothers suddenly erupted into an astonishing cry.

I don't know when, Qin Tian appeared behind Zeng Xiang, hiding the qi and blood in his body, Zeng Xiang didn't notice it at all, and even looked at the referee outside the court, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "The person is gone, did I win?"

The referee shook his head slightly, his face showing a sneer.

People are standing behind them and don't know it, and they actually say that they have won.

It's a big joke.

"Hey!" Qin Tian suddenly sighed softly in Zeng Xiang's ear.

Immediately, Zeng Xiang's eyes spit out violently, his feet accelerated wildly, and the sense of fear rose, but he was not convinced in his heart, and after running for dozens of zhang, he suddenly turned his head and looked again, Qin Tian's figure still disappeared.

At this time, the cold sweat on his forehead was like rolling soybeans, his clothes were soaked, and he turned his head to find that Qin Tian had appeared behind him again, and the feeling was worse than killing him.

The fighting spirit is sluggish, and the victory is won without a fight.

Unparalleled speed, Zeng Xiang can't match it at all, and the only way out is to admit defeat.

"I lost. Zeng Xiang was like a lost dog, bowing his head and walking off the ring, full of helplessness.

No one expected that the first battle for supremacy would end like this, tens of thousands of enthusiastic brothers didn't even scream out of shouting and cheering, and it ended so quickly that many people didn't have time to react at all.

The referee smiled faintly and glanced at Qin Tian, his eyes revealing appreciation.

Knowing that his strength is stronger than his opponent, there is no injustice or hatred, there is no need to hurt others, this is Qin Tian's thought in his heart, but it has made many outsiders unhappy, they came to see the wonderful game, and they won the game after exerting their speed twice at will, not even a fight.

"Win, haha......" Lin Yan laughed, thinking of what Qin Tian explained, he immediately walked to the betting station, and pressed all the credit points won by Qin Tian again, and he also pressed down the credit points for winning, he believed that Qin Tian would definitely be able to win today.

"Are you sure you continue to fight?" The referee's expression changed slightly, he knew that Qin Tian's strength had reached the fifth order of refining gang, but he didn't expect Qin Tianhui to ask to continue fighting, and the fifth order of refining gang wanted to fight all the way to the end, which was something that had never happened before.

"Do you want to think again?" asked the old man.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm sure I'm going to fight. Qin Tian was extremely serious.

The old man smiled faintly, "Okay." ”

Later, it was announced that Qin Tian chose to continue to fight, and tens of thousands of younger brothers let out mocking laughter and sighs, all thinking that he was looking for death.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sect didn't dare to do this, but he was so arrogant that many of the Heavenly Disciples were very unhappy, and they were all eager to go down and kill him in one move, how could they allow him to be arrogant again?

Qin Tian smiled faintly, glanced at the commotion in the arena coldly, and then closed his eyes slightly and waited for the next opponent.

Completely ignoring their existence.

Tens of thousands of younger brothers became even more dissatisfied, and all of them scolded him.

The betting shop became crazy, almost no one pressed Qin Tian, all of them were pressed on his opponent, they didn't believe that Qin Tian could win at all, it was definitely a fluke to win just now, with the advantage of speed to crush the opponent psychologically, the next game would not be so lucky.

The battle list is out.

Wang Fang, the disciple of the Heavenly Gate, is a fifth-order refiner.

Qin Tian smiled, "It's from the Optimus Sect again." ”

Wang Fang's strength is extremely exquisite, and his strength ranks in the top 20 among the outer disciples, and he is the next inner disciple strength contender.

His appearance completely aroused the response of tens of thousands of younger brothers, shouting his name, and his morale was extremely high.

Wang Fang sneered, shook his head and looked at Qin Tian, and said, "Brother, you are looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless after being a ghost." ”

Then he said coldly: "Actually, I hate killing, but if someone wants you to die, I will do it for you." ”

Qin Tian was stunned, but he had a question in his heart, "Who wants me to die? Could it be that the last time I killed Yu Sheng was exposed?"

His heart tightened, his face was expressionless, looking at Wang Fang, Qin Tian's breath burst out, purple aura soared, a grim smile-like smile hung on his face, and he spit out softly, "I like to kill people very much, remember to let the king of Hades come to me after being a ghost." ”

Then the eyes widened angrily, the majestic qigong suddenly changed, and the incomparably powerful aura instantly attacked, the speed increased to the extreme, and the purple steel spears on both hands swept out, the momentum was incomparable, and the wind was full of ......

Wang Fang retreated suddenly, but he didn't expect Qin Tian to be so powerful, the pressure in his heart doubled, almost a thought, and when he reacted, Qin Tian's purple spear had already pierced into his heart, and he felt the loss of life a little bit, and his vision gradually blurred......

Wang Fang, died.

Qin Tian smiled on his face and said secretly, "Little explosion!"

The 10,000 brothers in the venue were silent, as if they had been slapped a few times, so hot that they couldn't say a word!