After a while of silence in the hall, the prince's cheerful voice rang in the dim hall: "Are you all optimistic? If you are optimistic, then start betting!"

"Hehe... Since it's my blood slave, I naturally have to invest more, 10 million!" Xu Feng said with a smile.

The hall suddenly became quiet, but it became noisy in an instant, and the proud young men screamed.

"Ten million? I heard it right? Is this guy crazy?"

"If the crystals of 10 million yuan are sold, it will be nearly 20 trillion yuan, which is enough to buy an eight-star equipment. Is this guy Xu Feng too much?"

"Xu Feng is worthy of being a child of the Xu family. The 10 million yuan crystal was smashed out so easily. Tsk tsk... It's amazing!"

The screams in the hall made Mu Yun realize that 10 million yuan of crystals was a big number, and the young master of the Xu family could actually bring out such a huge wealth.

However, Mu Yun also realized that after Xu Feng made a offer, some young men looked at the Ling King and the Prince with obscure eyes. Obviously, the fight was not that simple.

"One million yuan crystal?" The prince smiled indifferently and said freely: "Okay! I'm following!"[

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is so happy!" Xu Feng smiled happily.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is also a big deal! The winner will be more than 100 million in this game..."

"It's not in vain today. I can see such an interesting and lively!"

"Third brother, who will win if you bet?" King Ling looked at King Jing with a smile and said, "You make a bet, and brother can also test your eyesight!"

"Haha, since my second brother has said that, I have to choose." King Jing smiled, looked at the two people on the ring, and said, "It's really hard to choose! The blood slave under the eldest brother has won thirty games in a row, which is enough to be called an enemy general. The blood slave under the young master's blood slave is really good-looking and amazing. It's really hard to say and difficult to choose."

"It seems that it is really hard to choose three words if you can make the third prince say it is difficult to choose. Then why don't the third prince choose my blood slave?" Xu Feng smiled faintly, "I believe he will never disappoint the third prince."

"Oh? Could it be that this blood slave of Feng Shao has any amazing killing move?" King Jing asked with a smile.

"Hehe, that's right, the Third Prince will know in a while." Xu Feng licked his lips.

"Since that's the case, then I'll choose... the blood slave under my elder brother!" King Jing smiled, and did not look at Xu Feng's sudden cold face, and said, "I have never liked to take risks."

"Hehe..." Xu Feng sneered twice and said, "The Third Highness is sophisticated and polite. Xu Feng admires this very much. However, I still recommend that the Third Highness learn to take risks. Only in this way can we get the greatest benefit."

"Then let's borrow the Feng Shao Jiyan, I hope I won't lose this time." King Jing said.

"Third brother, how much do you bet?" A smile appeared on the ruthless face of the Spirit King.

"I'm very poor, I'm better off as usual. Let's have a...100,000 yuan." King Jing pondered for a while and said slowly, almost causing Mu Yun to spit out an old blood.

"100,000?" Mu Yun turned his head and looked at King Jing, sure this guy was not a joke, and he suddenly felt a little flushed in his face.

"Don't think that you are a prince. Don't think that I am a prince, but the monthly rate is limited every month. It's so easy to support people? I don't have to run a business privately like my elder brother and second brother." King Jing rolled his eyes and said, "It's good that I can take out 100,000 yuan of crystals to bet."[

"Third brother, are you short of money again?" The prince looked at King Jing with a smile and said, "It's hard for you. It's really not easy to support a large group of people with his own meager monthly routine. If you lack money, tell your elder brother, and your elder brother is your father, and your elder brother won't ignore you."

"Thank you brother!" King Jing smiled gratefully.

"Hmph!" The Lingwang snorted lightly and said, "Third brother, don't say that the second brother said to you, you just have too many idle people and waste under your command, otherwise you would have lived such a miserable life?"

"Missing?" Mu Yun rolled his eyes in his heart. He could take out hundreds of trillions of Mingyuan to bet at once, but his life was miserable? Then what was he going to live a life that he had to be petty in the Mingyuan before?

"Of course I can't compare with my second brother, but I can live a good life. Life is just to be happy, as long as I am happy," said King Jing.

"Hmph!" The Spirit King snorted coldly, as if he was too lazy to care about you. Then he looked at the ring lazy and said with an expression: "I am five million blood slaves who are the youngest."

"I invested 300,000 less."

"I will vote for His Royal Highness 800,000."

"I'm one million less in the wind."

“…two million…”

After the three princes bet, the other young men also bet in turn. Mu Yun saw the tall and thin grandson next to the prince holding a booklet recording the bets of these young men.

"How many votes do you vote?" King Jing asked.

"I'll invest..." Mu Yun wanted to say that I invested 10 million, but how could he have that much? Not to mention 10 million, he didn't even have a hundred. The combined value of the items on him was only more than ten yuan to convert into Yuanjing, which was a well-known poor man.

"I'll forget it." Mu Yun said with a wry smile.

"I have 80,000 more here, so I will leave it for you, so you can use it first." King Jing said in a voice transmission.

Mu Yun happened to catch a trace of flesh pain flashing in King Jing's eyes. Obviously, the 80,000 yuan crystal must be the old capital left by King Jing, so he flatly refused.

"I don't know what to call this?" Xu Fengzhi looked at Mu Yun arrogantly and asked, "Don't you plan to place a bet?"

Mu Yun saw that this guy was definitely intentional. Feeling the curious eyes with contempt and disdain, Mu Yun shook his head slightly and said, "I'm Mu Yun, this is the first time I've attended such a party, so let's take a look first."

"Oh. So that's it..." Xu Feng sneered, with a strong sarcasm.

Mu Yun narrowed his eyes, shook his head slightly, not calculating with him. Of course, he couldn't care about it now.

"Have you all made good bets?" The prince glanced at Mu Yun, then glanced at everyone and said, "If you all made good bets, then the competition will begin."

"Start!" After no one responded, the prince said lightly.

Suddenly, the momentum of the two on the ring became different. Xu Feng's blood slave's eyes became sharp, his waist was straight, his back was like a dragon, his legs were slightly separated, his hands were slightly clenched, his fists were not clenched, and a crisp sound came out, and Mu Yun's eyes suddenly shrank, which made a very familiar feeling.

"Immortal body cultivator? Is this guy still an immortal body cultivator?"

"No wonder Xu Feng is so sure that he can win. He is really prepared."

"The range of the arena is not large and suitable for close attacks. Immortal body practitioners have advantages in this regard."

"So what? You haven't watched the battle of His Royal Highness's Blood Slave. Their close attacks are not weak. As long as they are not hit by the other party, the probability of him winning is still very high."

Just as the hall was arguing endlessly, the two people on the ring rushed towards each other.

The moment Xu Feng's blood slave pounced out, he was already holding a black spear in his hand. The silver spear tip exuded a chill, like a gloomy poisonous snake, spitting out fangs.

However, the blood slave of His Highness the Crown Prince was bare-handed and did not use weapons.

But the moment the silver spear tip stabbed him, a silver light flashed, and a silver serrated dagger appeared in his left hand, while his right hand was holding a short stick that was long with an arm. One end of the short stick was tightly held in his hand, and the other end was sharpened. His eyes were sharp and he saw that half a foot of the length at the tip of the stick was refined into a triangle, and all three sides were sunken.

How could this be a short stick? This is clearly a sharp weapon for killing and bleeding.

Xu Feng's blood slave is worthy of being an immortal practitioner. He has strong strength and is more than one step ahead of the opponent in terms of strength. A black spear roars like a tiger. In the blink of an eye, the prince's blood slave was covered in wounds and blood flowed out.

However, the prince's blood slave is not simple either. Although his strength is a little inferior, his speed is good. He can always avoid the murderous intent of the black spear at critical moments, so he looks a little miserable, but it is not fatal.

On the contrary, as time went by, he found the right opportunity to hit his opponent twice. The silver serrated dagger stirred a piece of flesh like the wind, and the black stick pierced the opponent's waist and abdomen.

Mu Yun was deeply surprised to see the battle between two blood slaves at the level of the Earth Venerable. In his impression, the battle between the strong men in the realm of the Earth Venerable should be to control the energy of heaven and earth to fight, rather than fighting in close combat like this.

"Hehe... is it a little different from your previous battle?" King Jing looked at it with relish. He looked back at Mu Yun, and found that he was full of contemplation and said with a smile: "Their level of battle should not be like this, but in order to increase the fun of watching the battle, this arena has a special function, which is to slow down the flow of the energy of heaven and earth."

"If you control the attack of heaven and earth's energy in the ring, it is very likely that the opponent will culminate before an effective attack has been formed. So the best way to the ring is this direct fight."

"So that's it!" Mu Yun nodded slightly, and soon he frowned and said, "If this is the case, wouldn't the two of them exert the most powerful power? Wouldn't that be unfair?"

"Haha, you'll know if you keep watching." King Jing smiled mysteriously and did not directly answer Mu Yun.

Mu Yun did not continue to ask questions, thinking about the key points, while staring at the battle on the ring.

Suddenly, he sighed and sent a message to King Jing: "I'm afraid your 100,000 crystal will be lost."

"What?" King Jing turned his head and looked at Mu Yun. He didn't know why Mu Yun said that, but he heard a scream. When he turned to the ring, he happened to see another black spear shot out of Xu Feng's blood slave's body, which directly penetrated the other party's heart.
Chapter completed!