Chapter 3143 Poor Wu Shihao
"Yes! I'm afraid there is no quasi-emperor stronger than Senior Brother Lin Yun in this world..."
"Indeed, I have never seen one person defeat four quasi-emperors in my thousands of years..."
"Then why are you hesitating? I'll vote for Senior Brother Lin to win..."
…
Suddenly, the entire fighting arena became lively.
Soon, the betting ratio came out.
In the martial arts arena that can accommodate 200,000 people, more than 100,000 people placed bets.
It's just that although people say it's good, the actual betting is very surprising.
It turned out that the number of people who voted for Lin Yun to win and Lin Yun to lose were basically the same.
Many of the people who lost to Lin Yun were people who had been harmed by various deceptions at Longteng Martial Arena.
They felt that Longteng Martial Arena would never do such a simple thing.
They have already prepared all the paths.
Therefore, the guy who was fighting against Lin Yun was definitely a terrifying existence, even worse than Lin Yun.
The more you play the routine, the more others will understand it.
Therefore, it is normal for this kind of betting situation to occur.
Lin Yun looked at the betting results and sneered.
He understood that Longteng Martial Arena must have prepared a great gift for him.
In fact, there is the shadow of Yu Wenhan behind this great gift.
"Come on! What am I afraid of?"
Lin Yun sneered.
In the end, the total amount of bets reached three million obsidian.
This is a huge fortune.
To be able to match the net worth of hundreds of strong martial arts masters, only a strong martial arts master can do it.
If there were only a few rich people here, there wouldn't be so many bets.
This huge bet was gathered from the hands of King Wu and the powerful King Wu.
Therefore, in a place like the martial arts arena, it preys more on the people at the bottom.
Lin Yun can't control that much anymore.
The reason why people can be killed in a martial arts arena is because you are willing to be killed.
If you just watch...and don't place bets, no one can take your money.
I am willing to fight and suffer.
That's something that can't be helped.
The betting madness is over.
Now, Lin Yun's opponent is finally coming out.
"Senior Brother Wu Shihao is invited!"
The deputy host announced loudly.
"Wu Shihao?"
People exclaimed, they were no strangers to this name.
"Wu Shihao, who ranked first on the Martial King List of Tongtian Academy a hundred years ago?"
"Wu Shihao, the number one demon in Devil Valley..."
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Whether he is the number one genius or the number one devil, they are both the same person.
Wu Shihao was once the proud son of the academy, but later he betrayed the academy, entered the Devil's Valley, and became the number one devil.
But today, he was invited out of the Longteng Martial Arena.
"It's actually this devil?"
"I bought Lin Yun to win... I really lost money..."
"Yeah... Longteng Martial Arena is really a good plan! He didn't tell us in advance who would challenge him. Now, we are at a huge loss..."
"But the Longteng Martial Arts Arena has made a lot of money. No matter how you calculate it, you can earn 700,000 to 800,000 obsidian crystals, which is far more than the value of a holy medicine..."
"Damn, you are so evil..."
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Suddenly, various sounds sounded in the martial arts arena.
No one even paid attention to how Wu Shihao came out.
Wu Shihao's appearance was not high-profile, he simply walked up from a passage under the ring.
He has been waiting for a long time under the ring.
I even watched Lin Yun challenge for a long time.
He has basically figured out this enemy.
Know the opponent and fight a hundred battles without slacking off!
He understands this.
But Lin Yun knew nothing about him.
Now, the two stood on the ring, facing each other.
They didn't take action immediately, they were all looking at each other.
Wu Shihao has white clothes and white hair, and a young-looking face full of vicissitudes of life.
Maybe he was once a handsome young man in white clothes who could win blood.
Suave.
Now, his face no longer had that gentle and jade-like temperament, but instead had a cold and evil look on his face.
Lin Yun glanced at him a few times, moved the corner of his mouth slightly, but said nothing.
It was just that kind of expression that was half-smiling, but Wu Shihao's eyes showed a trace of anger.
"Ants!"
Wu Shihao squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
Lin Yun shook his head and said nothing.
People who look down on their opponents are not terrible.
Whether you are facing an ant or a behemoth, attitude is the most important.
Seriousness is the most important attitude.
Therefore, facing these two words, Lin Yun didn't want to refute anything at all.
Wu Shihao had a lot to say.
"I hate the ants of Tongtian Academy the most!"
"Today... I want to use the blood of you, a person who deceives the world and steals your reputation, to wash away the shame that Tongtian Academy gave me back then!"
Wu Shihao said bitterly, the light coming from his slightly closed eyes was chilling.
Lin Yun smiled contemptuously and said, "How pitiful!"
"Pity?" Wu Shihao was shocked by these two words and said angrily: "You, an ant, call me pity? Isn't it ridiculous?"
"It doesn't matter whether I am an ant or not! What matters is your incompetence." Lin Yun sneered.
"You can't take revenge on the people who bullied you, but you want to use my blood to wash away your shame..."
"Such a person is not pitiable."
"Who else is pitiful?"
Lin Yun shook his head and chuckled. The contempt in his eyes made Wu Shihao feel heartbroken.
Yes! The people who bullied him back then have already gone ahead of him.
A person who walks out of Tongtian Academy also means losing a lot of resources.
No matter how talented a person is, he can only be left far behind when his resources are inferior to those of his opponents.
"Now you... are so pitiful that you have to work for Longteng Martial Arts Arena." Lin Yun continued.
"You have already thrown away your former pride and self-esteem..."
"Come here to win that pitiful obsidian crystal..."
"Do you think you are sad?"
"So, you and I... are not people of the same level at all!"
"Not on the same level!"
"Then... how can you defeat me?"
"Come to get everything you want?"
Lin Yun's words deeply hurt Wu Shihao's heart.
He originally wanted to attack Lin Yun verbally first.
But he didn't expect that Lin Yun would reveal all his inner pain.
"Ah~~~ Lin Yun! Go to hell!"
He roared in pain.
White hair flying.
The long cloak behind him swept up, revealing the blood-red color of the murderous aura inside.
Holding a heavy sword several feet long in both hands, he jumped up several dozen feet and slashed down at Lin Yun from the air.
The heavy sword blade tore a black crack hundreds of feet long in the void above Lin Yun's head and smashed down at Lin Yun.
"Heh! Is it so easy to get angry..."
Lin Yun smiled contemptuously, and the laughter had not yet fallen.
He held the sword in his right hand and pushed it up into the air.
His sword seemed plain, and it was hard to tell how much strength he had used.
The lifting action was like a child using a stick to push a huge mountain down.
The consequences of that kind of thing can probably be imagined with one's butt.
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