In the ring.

Yan is wearing a red samurai costume and a lava mask, and there are flames dancing on her body, looking very imposing.

And the master of swordsmanship, wearing a wide hooded black robe, wraps his whole body, and wears a bronze mask on his face.

"Ancient Martial Soul Flame Lord, Forty-two Powerful Attack Soul Sect." The face under the Yan mask is full of arrogance, and the word "ancient" is heavy, which is a symbol of the top martial spirit.

The swordsman stretched out his hand and slowly removed the black hat on his head, and under the wide black robe, an ordinary long sword appeared on the cuff of his right hand, and said indifferently: "Martial Soul Long Sword, forty-eighth level strong attack soul master." ”

"The fight begins!"

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Yan quickly raised his hand, and a pillar of molten fire with extremely high temperature erupted from his palm, which was the first soul skill, Hell Magma Rush.

The master swordsman wielded a long sword, his figure erratic, like a ghost, writhing back and forth around the infernal magma rush. Seeing this scene, Yan wanted to strengthen his attack, and the third soul ring under his feet lit up: "Third soul skill, Hell ......"

Before the words fell, the long sword was put on his neck, and the swordsman appeared behind him, his eyes were full of coldness, and he said indifferently: "You lost, get off the stage." ”

Yan broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly withdrew the martial soul and soul ring. The audience erupted in cheers, and everyone cheered.

In the arena hall, many soul masters were extremely depressed, and the golden generation actually failed miserably.

"What's that? Is this a loss? ”

"Still an ancient martial spirit? Ancient Souls! ”

"Flame Lord? Candle Lord! ”

"Could it be that the Martial Spirit Hall is in charge?"

"There is a shady scene, there is definitely a shady scene!"

"I exported all my wives."

"It's numb."

Some people cursed, some people were unwilling, some people regretted it, and some people even secretly had murderous intentions, but in the end, they still put away their thoughts, and those who can take a million gold soul coins to play must be from a top force, and they can't afford to provoke it, and they can't afford to provoke it.

Evil Moon and Hu Liena were equally surprised, although the swordsmanship master was six levels higher, Yan lost so completely, this was unexpected, and there was a slight change in his eyes when he looked at Ezreal.

He directly pressed one million gold soul coins just now, if it wasn't luck, then it could only be vision.

Thinking of what he just said, I'm afraid it's not luck, but I have already seen through the result, and the outcome is already clear.

"Sure enough, it's a master." Ezreal tossed a golden soul coin in his hand and complimented.

The reason why I bet one million is because I noticed one thing in the information: the quality of the swordsmanship master Martial Soul is not high, and he has been trapped in the Soul Sect for nearly ten years, and he often wins with superb swordsmanship.

It is true that Yan's martial soul strength far exceeds that of a sword master, but in terms of skill, it is 108,000 miles behind.

Skill is very important, the martial soul can only determine the upper limit, and the skill determines the lower limit. The soul master relied too much on soul skills, and among the people he encountered, only Tang San showed good skills, but it was only good.

If Aatrox comes, he will definitely laugh loudly: mentally retarded skills, hahahaha....

The swordsmanship master is trapped by the martial soul talent, and the level is not destined to be too high, but in the land of the soul sect, there is still that land snake, and Yan is really not good at being young.

If the martial soul is replaced with the Seven Killing Sword, there is a high probability that there will be a kendo master in the future, but unfortunately it can't be replaced.

In fact, this kind of soul master is very common on the mainland, and the soul power is trapped by talent, and the level cannot be improved, so he can only sharpen his skills, but the sword master is undoubtedly the best.

Evil Moon and Hu Liena took a deep breath and suppressed their bitterness, the golden generation has not lost, Tang San, the protagonist of the original work, has been beaten by Shui Bing'er with skills to doubt life, not to mention Yan who is a supporting role in licking dogs?

Failure is the mother of success, anyway, the talent is there, and the future achievements are definitely not comparable to the sword masters.

"Make a fortune." Ezreal took the gold card handed over by the counter, and this wave directly earned one million gold soul coins.

Although you can go to the stations of the three major forces at any time to withdraw money from the Star Luo Order, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Order, and the Blue Lightning Overlord Order, the money you earn with your ability is incense.

Yan returned to the arena hall in frustration and said dejectedly, "Nana, I'm sorry for disappointing you." ”

"Hmm." Hu Liena snorted, her attention all on Ezreal, and so did Evil Moon.

They are now very curious, what is the origin of the other party, and what kind of strength is it, Yan also looked over after sensing the gaze of his companion.

"Do you want to bet with me?" Ezreal asked with a smile, it seems that he has encountered a few wronged leaders today.

"Yes!" The golden generation snorted coldly.

"Then let's have a few more rounds, and I'll press the tiger in this game." Ezreal launched 50,000 gold soul coins, "Of course, you can choose to make a fortune with me. ”

The three of them looked at the big screen, the mighty tiger was five levels lower than the opponent, and they directly pressed down 50,000 to buy the opponent.

And then......

"It's incredible, the mighty tiger actually hides this kind of trick, it's a miracle!"

The host's roar echoed in the ring.

The golden generation has a bad face, and he actually loses again, this yellow hair looks at people so accurately?

"Come again! Our fastest and strongest Max is still 50,000 gold soul coins. After pondering for a long time, Hu Liena was full of confidence.

"I crush Beria." Ezreal is more confident.

"With only two sticks, Beria defeated Max, the fastest and strongest." The host still roared.

"Again, we will win this game by pressing the invincible Zophie." The evil moon aura is fully open, and the victory is in hand.

"Then I'll press Tyrant." Ezreal smiled.

"The invincible Zofie has fallen." The host was slightly speechless, dare to call this invincible?

"Come again! We're pressing Kamen Rider, no problem. Yan slapped the table and launched 50,000 again.

"I'll press Saiwen." Ezreal is also with fifty thousand.

The host's tone was excited: "The end of Kamen Rider has arrived!" ”

Yan does not believe in evil: "Come again!" In this game, we pressed Super Vegeta, and he was absolutely confident that he would not fail. ”

"I'll crush Sharu." Ezreal laughed.

"Vegeta is lying down like a tragedy." The host sighed, it was really a tragedy.

"Come again! We can win it back with a wave of Daz. Evil Moon clenched her fists, and the green tendons on her forehead exploded.

"I'm crushing Atum." Ezreal laughed so hard that he couldn't stop laughing.

"Atum is in the wind and the candle is broken, and he completes the final counter-kill!" The host looked up to the sky and roared.

"Come again! We press Sun Ce, and the little overlord will win! Hu Liena's eyes were red, like a gambler who couldn't afford to lose.

"I'm pressing Dabao Xu Sheng." Ezreal was still laughing.

"In the face of the bells and whistles of the little overlord, Dabao took a sip of wine and asked, is there enough trouble?" The moderator's tone was impassioned.

Six hours later.

The golden generation's face was dull and pale to the extreme, and in just six hours, they lost all the Golden Soul Coins, a full million.

On the other hand, Ize's face was almost smiling, and now the gold soul coins on his body were as high as three million.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, where did this monster come from, winning two million in six hours, and not losing a single one, is this reasonable?

"Bet on it.... God of Gamblers! ”

I don't know who shouted.

"God of Gamblers!"

"God of Gamblers!"

The audience boiled.