"Is there anything suspicious?" Chiyama looked inside, slow to react, but another person walked out, and the two of them muttered to themselves in confusion.

However, it soon corroborates his information and discovers that he is betting on his opponent. The person in charge inside frowned, apparently confident enough to win before placing a bet, which was not forbidden.

"I'm sorry, when will you be able to compensate?" Qianshan waited impatiently, and the team behind also waited impatiently. When Qianshan asked, the team behind began to coax, everyone came to get the money, and no one wanted to grind.

Chiyama also knew that his bet was opportunistic because his background was unknown, but he did not break the rules. There is nothing in the betting rules that states that a player cannot place a bet on an opponent. A little less is a reasonable choice.

"Students, there is a problem with your bets, we need to verify it." The person in charge was a little confused and paid 15 billion stars, which is such a large amount that even he himself was a little unsure, he just contacted the big boss to see what they thought.

But one thing, no matter how difficult, compensation, they will disappear 15 billion stars out of thin air.

What's more troublesome is that they don't pay, and when they bet on a thousand hills, they don't break any rules, and it doesn't make sense for them not to pay.

"You're so bold, do you think I've won too much and don't want to lose?" "A Thousand Hills" saw the suspicion and began to shout that if the news got out, they would definitely come up with $15 billion to avoid reputational damage.

"How much did you win, they won't give it to you, classmate?" As soon as the fat man behind Qianshan heard it, he began to investigate.

"One and a half billion years!"

"Fifteen billion, are you sure you didn't say more zeros?" The fat man was startled, his voice immediately raised an octave, and he quarreled with the morning chicken, and the people nearby also heard the fat man's words, and immediately exchanged some oil pots in front.

Those in charge of exchange points are even more anxious, and now that the non-exchange rate has risen to a level that could affect their reputation and even their future.

More and more people are getting together, and even some people are starting to abuse, nothing more than abusing gambling companies without credibility and demanding refunds!

Of course, those students who ask for a refund are the losers, and if they really don't pay the money mountain, those who ask for a refund will make a big fuss.

Qianshan was happy, and the audience was temporarily withdrawn, there was nothing to be happy about, what else could they do?

"Why haven't you closed the door yet?" As soon as Qianshan looked up, he saw people not far away smiling at him.

"During the college game, my family told me to go see them and then go back and stay closed after the game." Feng Ren's little face was bitter.

He was at an active age, but his family wouldn't let him speak all day, and it was not difficult to imagine how much Feng Lun didn't like that.

"So, by the way, you've got to do something for me!" The Thousand Mountains Sword $20 billion is deposited directly into the account for betting.

Soon, after a short break, the second round began, and Chiyama met someone he hadn't expected, a one-word sword.

Qianshan immediately sent a message, replied to the message within half a minute, and placed a word-by-word bet on 5 times the odds.

20 billion stars, 5 times the probability, they will give 10 million stars to Qianshan, which will make them miserable.

"I've heard your name, but I want you to know that once you come to me, it's time for your game!" The word sword sounded arrogant, ignoring Qianshan's recent fame, which, in his opinion, was just luck.

If I had seen him earlier, Chiyama would have been beaten to pieces, and he wouldn't have been as popular as he is now.

"There's got to be someone's game over, but it's going to be you!" Since a sentence sword is impolite, Qianshan is also impolite.

"Words are useless, kill!" With one word, the sword rushed forward and came to Qianshan, and the tip of the scabbard stretched out to the center of Qianshan's eyebrows.

Many people are still as sharp as lightning and have to capture the trajectory of a word's sword strike in slow motion, otherwise it's hard to see.

Chiyama, of course, did not have to resort to slow motion, his eyes were hardened by the essence of the stars, the eyes of the stars, they were powerful.

Crunch, Zi Jian'er suddenly felt a force, and he clearly saw that it was Qianshan who reached out and touched the tip of the sword, and the power was transmitted from the tip of the sword to the tip of the sword, and trembling through the right hand of Zi Jian'er.

The audience was also shocked to see the slow motion of the Thousand Hills Race, and they asked: How brave is it?

It takes a great deal of courage to flick the tip of an enemy's sword with his fingers, because if he misses, his fingers will go under the blade. It also requires a lot of control, precise timing, tracking the movement of the blades, and then working hard to come.

In the past, it was rare to grab a sword with a word and flick the tip of the sword with your finger. A thousand mountains are certainly the first, and possibly the last. After all, it is difficult and dangerous to find another person to do this.

"Your sword isn't good!" Qianshan flicked away a sword and sneered.

There is nothing to say, he has just been beaten, and it was in public, he did not have a chance to justify the cover-up.

The only way to do that is to attack, to prove yourself with wins, and people are always more focused on the winners than the losers.

As long as he defeats Qianshan, what he has just lost will soon be forgotten, or it will fill the house.

"I won't lie to you, Streamersword, kill!" The word sword attacked again, and the thin sword in his hand was extremely fast.

As they walked forward, the slender swords began to separate, and in the blink of an eye, they went from one sword to two, from two to four, to sixteen.

Qianshan clearly saw that all 16 swords were real and all fake, all created by super high speed, and if needed, any sword could pierce the enemy or Tang Dynasty's.

"Vertical Thunder Sword, Second Sword, Star Finger!" Qianshan also deployed a swarm attack strategy. The-for-tat killed McMahon.

Sixteen swords pointed at the current streamer sword, as if there were sixteen swords, all pointing to the upcoming sword.

Sixteen furious, sixteen furious, the momentum coincided, forcing the word sword to retreat.

At the same time, he knew that his plan had failed, and it would not be a blow to Chiyama, or even a lightweight blow.

On the contrary, it was him, his hands were wet from holding the sword, and at a glance he knew that his grip must have broken so badly, his strength was not as great as that of a thousand mountains, and his strength was far inferior to his own strength.

"This is the first time I've been in a sword fight for a week without knocking out an opponent."

"Is it Qianshan who is fighting against the single-word sword, sweeping the virtual ring, and smashing the warriors, but can't hold his head high?"

"It seems that "One Sword" is in danger of missing the finals."