Traveling through all worlds: starting from listening to the words of the gods

Before Li Sheng came on stage.

Wu Ershan has already said very euphemistically that the winged people are not very popular, so you must be mentally prepared.

When Li Sheng was fooled, he found that Wu Ershan was wrong.

Winged people are more than unwelcome.

It is simply the state of the rat crossing the street and being scolded by others.

Yiren has not entered the ring yet.

There was a tsunami of boos at the scene.

Obviously most of the people at the scene were winged humans, but in Li Sheng's view, the atmosphere was more like an away game than an away game.

Many Yiren wanted to cheer up, but their eyes were dodged, and they didn't dare to shout out.

Because they are afraid that the harder they shout now, the more they will be slapped in the face later.

The winged humans have long been numb.

It can be said.

They don't even have the slightest confidence in the young fighters in their own clan.

Now they only pray that the loss of the nine people on the field will not be too ugly.

on the lookout.

Dire Wolf was alone.

With him as the center, a vacuum zone of 30 meters around is formed, and no one dares to approach.

However, this did not prevent many people from looking at him with reverence.

After all, here, the strong are respected, even if you are an enemy, as long as you are super powerful, you will still be respected.

Dire Wolf has no interest in these small characters.

His eyes stayed on Li Sheng all the time.

"A group of idiots with blind eyes, he is an opponent that my fierce wolf recognizes..."

The ferocious wolf, who finally realized the truth about the fact that the Winged Man was being pushed out, spoke silently.

It just makes him weird.

He was also squeezed out by Styx, so why couldn't he detect the breath of hatred when he was on Li Sheng?

"Did he not care, or did he hide his hatred in his heart?"

The fierce wolf couldn't understand it.

Of course, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out the reason.

"Have you heard that Wu Huo actually made a bet with that soul clan..."

Someone told about the waiting hall, which caused everyone to exclaim.

"1 taels? Bet on those eight trash to advance together?"

"Where did Wu Huo get so much money? 1 taels? Isn't this a waste of money?"

"I thought he was just young, but I didn't expect his brain to be bad."

No one is optimistic about this gamble.

Everyone thought Li Sheng was crazy.

Even the fierce wolf was secretly surprised why Li Sheng would agree to such a gamble that was impossible to win.

Beat everyone.

And defeating everyone with a bunch of crap, obviously the latter is more difficult.

And the audience in the stands obviously knew about the bet.

"If the Yiren can all advance today, I will jump off here on the spot, and I will never break my promise!"

"Count me in!"

"Didn't you guys say you were going to dance before?" a Winged Man asked in a low voice.

"One moment, another moment, we were careless just now, this time it must be different."

The man said firmly.

The Winged Man didn't speak.

Although the Yiren in the arena is the pride of the clan.

But he didn't have the confidence to think that the Winged Human Race could advance, let alone that the nine of them could advance together.

"Since you all believe that the Winged Human Race will not be able to advance, is there anyone here to take a gamble?"

The elusive Yulong said quietly in the crowd.

Everyone was surprised that there was an extra person beside them.

But soon they were attracted by Yulong's gambling game.

bet!

Why not gamble?

Idiots don't want free money!

a time.

Everyone gave generously and took out their silver to join the game.

"Hey, why don't you Yiren place a bet? You pay one hundred for one." Someone asked intentionally.

"Ha ha."

Winged Man's superficial smile did not.

Yes, they are not optimistic about their clansmen, but they are not shameless enough to step on the failure of their clansmen to make money.

"Stop talking nonsense and place a bet!"

There was chaos in the stands, and no one wanted to miss this opportunity to make a fortune.

And this scene.

It's happening all over the stands.

Hundreds of imperial dragons are scattered in every corner, collecting money all over the place.

Jizo on the observation deck held his forehead.

What a shame, what a shame.

The majestic Lingshan Bodhisattva actually used his avatar to collect money. Tai Te Niang's price has fallen, and what's more, he will not refuse anyone who comes, even if it is a penny.

"Wait, when did this bastard learn the technique of avatar?"

Dizang was a little confused.

But after thinking about it, the avatar is not a rare supernatural power, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Moreover, Yulong's avatar technique is more like a cover-up technique, without the slightest combat power, far worse than his own six-path avatar.

"High Priest, do we not care?"

An elder muttered.

How did a good battle of gods turn into a smoky casino?

Even if they were soul clansmen with special status, even if they were invited by the high priest, they couldn't be so blatant.

"Don't worry about it, don't you see that everyone is very enthusiastic..." The high priest shook his head, signaling not to meddle in other people's business.

The rest of the elders exchanged glances with each other.

They were not dissatisfied with the high priest, but felt that the bet seemed to be a good deal.

Although the odds are not high, what's the difference between picking it up and picking it up in vain?

It's just that as an elder, it's not easy to bring this matter up on the table, so several elders went to Yulong to place a bet by taking advantage of the urination.

The Styx is barren.

So the opportunity was rare, and several elders even took out their family fortunes.

on the lookout.

Wu Ershan clenched his fists tightly, the situation was worse than he imagined.

Maybe it's because of the gambling.

The spectators who had already placed their bets began to yell at the arena, demanding that their clansmen wipe out the Yiren clan as soon as possible.

Jebe next to him laughed and said, "Wuershan, have you ever thought about making a fortune? After all, clansmen are clansmen, and business is business."

"Go away!"

The corners of Wu Ershan's mouth turned pale.

Of course he wants to make money, but he can't do this kind of thing that makes people worse.

Zhebie laughed and said, "Wuershan, I just gave up all my wealth to suppress you Yiren not to qualify."

Not only Jebe.

Even Lu Kai and other seeded players placed their bets.

No one is optimistic that the nine wingmen can qualify at the same time.

"good, very good!"

Wu Ershan's eyes spit fire.

When he learned that apart from Li Sheng, no one bet on Yiren.

Ur Shan was furious.

He spent all his wealth and chose to bet on Li Sheng and others to win.

Although he knew it was a waste of time to do so, Wu Ershan thought very simply, instead of fighting for steam, he had to set an example for everyone to see.

After betting.

Wu Ershan also seemed to have lost all his strength. After all, the 30 taels was saved after a long time of hard work.

"Wu Ershan, I'm afraid that in the next few years, you will eat dirt."

Jebe sneered.

He didn't expect that Wu Ershan would be so angry.

Isn't this stupid?

The reason why silver is precious and can be circulated in the three realms is precisely because the manufacture of magic weapons and magical weapons requires silver and gold as materials.

And the land does not produce silver, and silver will only be more precious.

It's just that Wu Ershan, who had staked all his wealth, had no strength to refute.

Jebe didn't bother to continue to sneer at him anymore.

Because the game is about to start.

At that time, after the game is over, if you exchange the silver by yourself and come to mock Wu Ershan, who is short of money and man, won't you be able to get double the pleasure?

Because there were too many bettors, in order to match the game, the last preliminary match was delayed by a stick of incense.

In the arena, Li Sheng got a little impatient waiting.

Except for him, the morale of the other eight people is low.

They are not stupid, and they can see that no one in the field is optimistic about them.

"When the game starts, don't do anything, just close your eyes and hide behind me."

Li Sheng did not forget to say:

"Remember, no matter what happens later, don't resist."

Yiren was taken aback for a moment.

Then he said in a disappointed tone: "Brother Wuhuo, are you telling us to lie down and give up?"

Even Wu Huo gave up, so what's the point of this game?

"If you want to win, just do as I tell you."

Li Sheng was too lazy to explain.

Wingman was confused.

They wanted to refute, but they looked around and saw that they were indeed surrounded by powerful enemies.

Especially the long-handed clan, staring at him with covetous eyes.

It's like a ferocious hungry tiger looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Not to mention that there are other hostile races in the arena.

If you fight recklessly, you will definitely not be able to fight.

It's better to take a gamble and listen to Brother Wu Huo.

The eight Yiren all nodded with their trust in Li Sheng.

They believed that Brother Wu Huo would not be aimless.

And in the shouts of the audience.

The game has officially started!

Because of the game.

Tens of thousands of people roared loudly.

The sound they made was enough to overturn the entire sky.