Chapter 186 Bet

"Half-step Martial God, his talent is indeed very strong." The old man with a white beard said with a smile.

The old man who was as thin as a dead tree beside him nodded slightly, his eyes bursting with strong vitality, and said: "It seems that what those old guys were discussing some time ago should be this little guy."

"Hmph, everything has not settled yet, who can say what will happen next?" The dark-faced old man on the left, with a somewhat solemn face, snorted lightly, with a hint of indifference in his words.

"Don't forget, in this talent recruitment competition, not only Chu Tiannan is very powerful, but also the 001 and 002 from the other three districts are difficult to deal with."

"Mr. Ling, you always like to fight against the elders, alas." Hearing this, the skinny old man shook his head secretly and said: "How old are you, you can't restrain yourself, and you even have to fight with the elders?"

"Mr. Feng, don't be a peacemaker. I'm just stating a fact." Mr. Ling puffed his beard and glared.

His whole body was slightly emitting a cold green light, and the green light was full of special and strange fluctuations, causing the entire space to fall into a faint pressure.

"Haha, Elder Ling, do you want to make a bet?" At that time, the white-bearded elder held his long beard with a warm and sunny smile.

The coercion radiated by the old man around him suddenly disappeared.

"What are you betting on?" Ling Lao snorted.

"I know you are optimistic about that little guy Marcus. This Marcus is the illusionist. Am I right?" the elder smiled.

He pointed at the martial arts arena below and said.

"I'll make this bet with you. If he is lucky enough to fight Chu Tiannan, and if he wins, I promise you to give him a complete set of "Secret Soul Techniques"."

"Senior, you are playing too big a game." Hearing this, Feng Lao said helplessly: "No matter how many people ask for your soul skill, you can't get it, so you just give it away like this?"

"How do you know I will lose?" The elder smiled gently from beginning to end, which made Feng Lao shake his head slightly and said nothing.

"Okay! I've made a bet with you!" Upon hearing the bet, Mr. Ling's eyes lit up.

Although he also plays with souls, he is a warrior in control.

But the elder is a genuine and powerful illusionist, so it would be perfect for the illusionist to teach the illusionist.

"If you lose, how about you give me your "Controlling the Rules of Heaven"?" The elder's eyes were filled with a faint aura.

It seems that he has already figured out how to plot against the other party.

"What do you want from my "Controlling the Rules of Heaven"?" Ling Lao looked stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, the bet has been made, I should be useful." The elder said nothing.

In the fighting arena

At this time, the fighting was still going on, and some of the fighting was extremely fast, and some of it was very stalemate.

But most of them still have a crushing situation. After all, there must be some kind of unequal connection between geniuses.

Just like Chu Tiannan's previous battle with Liu Jin, although there was no such simple and violent scene in the subsequent battles, there were also very strange battles at the airport.

For example, Baimeng 002 Olga, he is a control warrior. Anyone who fights against him cannot get within ten meters of him. In the end, the opponent is consumed alive until he gives up.

As for Marcus, the illusionist, any opponent who was close to him would be fixed by his eyes, and then the battle would be over.

Of course, Luo Er is naturally indispensable among them.

If everyone could see the former's fighting techniques before, it was Luo'er's turn.

She would always swing her sword once, and of course the blade would never be unsheathed, and she would already win.

The speed is so fast that even slow-motion playback cannot perfectly present it!

The battle in the martial arts arena is gradually approaching the later stage, and most of the geniuses have already decided the winner. Even Lan Jue fought against a controller and narrowly won in the end.

As for Xiong Lie, he was not lucky enough to meet Luo Er, and the outcome is predictable.

"The next draw is American League 001 vs. Hundred League 002?" When Chu Tiannan easily defeated his next opponent, he was also ready to watch this one. After all, the number of battles was getting fewer and fewer now.

He needs to understand the strength of his opponent, especially this mysterious illusionist!