He is optimistic about a lean warrior with a seventh-order condensed vein, who was the warrior he had predicted to defeat.
The name of this warrior is Wu Ming, who is still the red side, and his opponent is a warrior named Feng Zheng.
"Five Hundred Spirit Stones, beat Wu Mingsheng!" Lin Xuan bet.
Although Lin Xuan bet for the first time, his previous performance still caught everyone's attention.
"Huh! Those guys who have no vision really think that they can see the truth of these warriors?" Some people disdain, "This sign is a ten-game winning streak. One-handed seventy-two roads are even more invincible." ! "
"I sealed the victory, a thousand spirits!" The warrior said loudly, and said, he glanced at Ling Ze with satisfaction.
Ling Lingze nodded with satisfaction: "Lin Xuan, right, I will let you lose even the clothes!"
Lin Linxuan didn't say much, and leaned back in the chair to taste the wine after the betting. These wines are made from spirit fruit. Although the spirit is thin, drinking more can strengthen your health.
"Should I also get some spirit wine to drink?" Lin Xuan remembered the spirit wine made by the master, which was excellent in both effect and taste.
"Hey, Brother Lin, do you really have the confidence to win?" Ye Qing worried, "I took a lot of spirits with you!"
"Relax, make sure you earn a lot of money!" Lin Xuan is very confident in his own vision. As a swordsman, it is very important to observe the opponent. Lin Xuan has seen both of them, their weaknesses and strengths. Lin Xuan is also very clear, so he is so confident.
It didn't take long for the game to begin.
As soon as he came up, Lan Fang Fengzheng shot fiercely, a pair of big hands covered with the green light, as fast as the wind, the red side Wu Ming could only parry.
"Okay! This opener really deserves its reputation!" Many martial artists cheered.
Miluo Qingshan drank the spirit wine elegantly and asked quietly, "Couldn't Brother Lin go to two games?"
"Not in a hurry, familiarize yourself with the situation first," Lin Xuan said with a smile, "by the way, win Ling Ling's spirit."
Luo Qingshan stunned for a while, then laughed bitterly. It seems that Lin Xuan still confronted Ling Ze, but fortunately, he had seen Ling Ze unpleasant for a long time, and maybe he could take the opportunity to suppress it.
"What's your idea?" Luo Qingshan was still sitting with five golden haloes on his body, like a **** and a demon.
"Brother, it's better for us ..." Lin Xuan said suddenly.
When Ye Yeqing saw the mystery of the two gods, she could not help humming. She gave them a white look, and then looked at the light curtain with concern, after all, she also held a lot of spirit stones.
After scoring a piece of incense, the red side Wu Ming successfully countered and won the game.
"Yeah!" Ye Qing jumped up happily. "I lose three, and I can win a lot of spirit stones!"
She applauds cheerfully, attracting everyone's attention. The warrior who had given up his rhetoric had a black line on his face, and he could not wait to go to the red side to die.
"Damn, what a pilot, what a waste!"
Ling Lingze also turned black. He lost to Lin Xuan twice, which made him proud and unbearable.
"Who's next?" Ling Ze asked impatiently.
"Nie Tian of Zixiazong and Baiji of Qingyuzong are equal in strength." The warrior in black next to him said.
Ling Lingze's eyes flickered. He didn't believe Lin Xuan could still be saved this time.
"Look first at who the kid is holding." Ling Ze waved his hand, "Go and find me two maids!"
Not far away, Lin Xuan looked at the two on the light curtain, and with a little thought, he chose Nie Tian.
"One thousand spirits, Nie Tiansheng!" Lin Xuan said.
Howl! After hearing this, many warriors followed suit and took Nie Tiansheng.
"I bet on it!" Ling Ze said suddenly, "Three Spirit Stones!"
"It is worthy of Ling Shao, and his shot is generous. I believe in Ling Shao's vision." Some warriors followed Ling Ze.
I saw Ling Ze was holding a beautiful maid, smiling evilly: "The two of them did have the same strength before, but Bai Ji has made a breakthrough recently. It is not a problem to want to defeat Nie Tian."
"Hello, how did you see this time?" Ye Qing asked.
"I can't see it, Mongolian." Lin Xuan shrugged. "I haven't seen the two of them, I just saw their record."
"Are you betting? It's interesting to lose or win."
"You!" Ye Qingqi gritted her teeth, but she pushed all the winning stones just now.
"God bless, Nie Tiansheng ..." Ye Qing kept whispering.
On the light curtain, Nie Tian's left leg glowed blue, like a breeze, the right leg was red and flaming, and the light fluttered. Two different forces existed on one person at the same time.
On the opposite side, Bai Ji wore a silver mask on his face, his sword trembled, and cold and cold light appeared, and the surrounding air was almost frozen.
Fenghuo God legs!
Hanbing Sword Technique!
When the two of them came up, they were the strongest tricks. The dazzling light was full, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the two were destroyed by the two. Everyone stared nervously at the light curtain and refused to let go of any details.
At last, Bai Ji slashed thirteen swords in a row, and the two sword lengths flew across the sky, burying Nie Tian's figure.
"Haha! It is indeed Baiji, the ice sword skill is taken seriously." Ling Ze smiled at the beauty in her arms.
Those warriors betting on white are also full of excitement, patting nonsense.
However, the situation on the light curtain has changed without waiting for them to taste the feeling of victory carefully.
Suddenly, Nie Tian covered with sword energy suddenly burst into a powerful spiritual force. Each of the two forces of green and red formed a semicircle, intertwined with each other, and broke through the ice sword energy.
Huh! Bai Ji was kicked and kicked into a white light.
The result of the game was a dramatic reversal.
The smiles of those people still hang on their faces, but their expressions are as dumb as chickens. Ling Ze also had a blank brain for a while ~ ~ He wondered if this kind of ending could be counterattacked. Is today his unlucky day?
"Fuck, luck!" Ling Ze was crazy, he softly held the girl in his arms, his eyes full of anger.
The maid's tears were full of pain, but she didn't dare to resist.
"I won, I won!" Ye Qing could hardly believe his eyes. He gave up the ending, but he still did not expect to win.
Is this guy blind or lucky? Ye Qing couldn't help looking at Lin Xuan aside, only to see the latter stroked the purple crystal card in his hand, his smile was as cunning as a fox.
"This Brother Lin is really amazing, but it can really cause trouble!" Ye Qing thought with a tilted head.
In the next few games, Lin Xuan can always predict accurately. The five thousand spirit stones borrowed have been paid off and three thousand have been earned.
"Almost okay." Lin Xuan whispered.
Luo Qingshan nodded, and then greeted his men and explained things.
"Please note that the next game is very interesting. One is a mysterious newcomer who has not participated in one game, and the other is the winner of a ten-game winning streak."
"Odds, one to ten!" Said a deacon of the steward.
"What, one to ten!" The crowd present fell into a short silence, and then there was a noise.
"Fuck, be sure to bet this time! Whether you can turn around depends on this time!"
"No, I want to bet all my fortunes."
"I bet everything!" Most people choose the latter, after all, a ten-game winning streak is very difficult.
Lin Xuan slowly stood up, took out the Zijin card and said: "I bet mysterious newcomer wins ~ ~ Welcome book readers to come and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~ www. ~