Ye Tianze was about to fight the twelfth match when a guard suddenly came to inform him that the opponent had forfeited and would give him all the merit points.
This made Ye Tianze vigilant. Following the pattern, he slightly glanced at the area where the hub was located and said, "I attracted attention so quickly. It seems that 10% of my strength is not enough."
He pulled himself together and promised the guard to continue and chose a new opponent. Those who had won seventy or eighty matches in a row all disappeared.
Only those who had won a hundred matches in a row could choose.
"Won a hundred matches in a row?"
Ye Tian Ze sneered and chose one of the Cultivators. "As you wish," he said, "Then I'll do it."
This cultivator had won a hundred matches in a row. Compared to Ye Tianze, the gap was ten times. In addition, Ye Tianze had fought eleven matches in a row.
Therefore, the odds for this match were extremely high, reaching one to one hundred. There was even a cultivator who bet on Ye Tianze, betting that Ye Tianze would win.
Of course, this was just gambling on luck. This cultivator's bet was not high, so he no longer paid attention to this battle.
"You don't know how to appreciate favors!"
In the hub, the deacon saw that Ye Tianze was really going to fight and a murderous intent flashed.
The battle soon began. This Mysterious Earth Realm cultivator who had won a hundred matches in a row was not weak. His first move was like a thunderbolt.
Moreover, he himself was a race known for their strength. The continuous fierce attacks suppressed Ye Tianze to the point that he could not breathe.
Although the cage was large, the area where Ye Tianze could dodge was very small.
"Hey, isn't this that guy? He is still alive! "
In the distance, a gaze suddenly fell on Ye Tianze's cage. It was the old man who sold the information before.
After carefully looking and confirming that it was Ye Tianze, he immediately came to the hub and asked the guard for information.
When he learned that Ye Tianze had won eleven matches in a row, this was already the tenth match, and his opponent was a Dragons who had won a hundred matches in a row, he could not help but be surprised.
Then, he stared intently at the Beast Fighting Cage. The more he looked, the more frightened he became.
The Dragons were considered a powerful race in the myriad worlds, but the Dragons were not part of the ten ancient civilizations.
However, the Dragons were not weak.
"This fellow looks like he's going to lose, but he knows when to advance and retreat. He doesn't look like he's going to lose at all!"
The old man thought to himself, "It seems that they are here to cause trouble. How bold of them to actually dare to cause trouble for the Iron Badger Tribe."
However, it was different inside the hub. Seeing that Ye Tianze was about to lose, the guard said, "He's going to lose. If he loses, he'll die!"
"Do you think my Iron Badger Race is afraid of the Blood Race?" The deacon understood what he meant and sneered, "It's been a long time since someone came to cause trouble. Killing a vampire is just a warning to others."
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. Ye Tianze, who was suppressed just now, suddenly exploded, and his strength doubled.
He met the Dragons' fist head-on. With a few loud cracking sounds, the Dragons' fist was directly smashed.
A shrill scream was heard. Then, Ye Tianze rose against the momentum, raised his hand, and punched a few times. As if he was smashing tofu, the Dragons were immediately killed on the spot.
The hub was completely silent. Not even the guard could react in time, and not even the honor guard could react. Everything was happening too quickly.
"How is this possible!" After a long silence, the deacon's trembling voice sounded from the hub.
Just now, they had lost ten million. After discarding one million, they had lost nine million. This was not including the contribution points on the Dragons.
"Sir, he is not in the Mysterious Earth Realm. How can a Mysterious Earth Realm cultivator have such strength? He hid his realm," the guard said.
"Hide my ass!"
The Deacon said in annoyance, "If he hides his cultivation level, we can kill him directly. He knows the rules. Moreover, if he wants to hide his cultivation level, he has to be able to hide it from this Divine Detection Formation."
"But, his strength is not something a Mysterious Earth Realm cultivator can have," the guard said.
"You are ignorant. This guy is definitely not a vampire. This is why he dares to cause trouble here!"
The deacon said. "Let him buy it. I don't believe that he can kill all the Mysterious Earth Realm cultivators in the Hundred Battlefields!"
Outside, when the old man saw the scene, he couldn't help but frown. He rubbed his chin and pondered. "Star Tribe?"
Seeing that Ye Tianze did not come out and chose to continue fighting, the old man smiled bitterly. "Young man, you are too greedy. Just now, you have earned at least nine million. Including the previous one, you have earned almost fifty million Martial Merit Points. How can the Iron Badger race's money be so easy to earn?"
However, the next battle made the deacon and the powerhouses in the hub dumbfounded.
"This guy …" The shock in the old man's eyes grew stronger.
In the thirteenth battle, Ye Tianze defeated a cultivator who had won a hundred battles in a row in less than an hour.
In the fourteenth battle, Ye Tianze defeated his opponent in less than an hour …
In the fifteenth battle … Ye Tianze won.
In the eighteenth battle … in the nineteenth battle …
At this moment, the deacon and the guards in the hub were not the only ones paying attention to Ye Tianze. Even the cultivators in the spectator stands noticed the abnormality.
The cultivator who bet on Ye Tianze's luck first thought that he would lose the battle and did not even pay attention to it. He was ready to go home after the bet.
When the bet was settled, he found that there was an extra sum. After taking a closer look, he realized that he had won with a odds of one hundred to one!
He quickly checked which cage it was and immediately bet all the Martial Merit Points he had earned. Then, he began to look forward to the battle nervously.
The battle was just as he had expected. There was no hope of victory, but he had already placed his bets. This was the last of the merit points he had, and he was reluctant to give it up.
However, he did not expect that a miracle would happen. He actually won again.
He knew that it was definitely not because of his good luck, but because a dark horse had appeared. He immediately bet all his winnings on Ye Tianze.
Of course, he could not reveal such a profitable business. However, he was not the only individual gambler in the entire Beast Fighting Arena.
There were also representatives from outside forces. When they received the news from the hub, they immediately bet on Ye Tianze.
Unfortunately, they bought too late. However, no matter how little wool there was, it was still wool.
By the twentieth round, Ye Tianze had killed the Cultivator in less than half of the time he had taken to do so.
Ye Tianze, who had won twenty battles in a row, finally attracted the attention of the major forces.
The deacon in the hub had a dazed look on his face. The scene in front of him was like a dream.
"Sir deacon, he wants to continue!" The guard said in a trembling voice. The cultivators in the hub did not dare to say anything.
"Let him continue. I don't believe that the Mystic Earth Realm cultivators here today can't win against him!"
The deacon said, "I want him dead. Otherwise, our Iron Badger Tribe will lose face."
"But, no Mystic Earth Realm cultivators are willing to accept the challenge. Almost all of the Mystic Earth Realm cultivators who have won a hundred battles in a row have been killed by him. Those who have won two hundred battles are all Mystic Heaven Realm cultivators."
At this point, the guard said worriedly, "Moreover, his beast cage has attracted attention. Many gamblers have started to bet. We've lost too much!"
"How much?"
The deacon came to his senses and wiped the cold sweat on his face.
"One hundred and fifty million Martial Merit Points. Just him alone is worth one hundred million. The remaining fifty million are from the other cultivators who bet on him."
The guard said, "Once he becomes a dark horse, if he continues to win, we won't be able to do anything even if we want to."
Hearing this, the deacon immediately took two steps back. As a deacon, he only had one hundred million Martial Merit Points to lose. If he exceeded this amount, he would have to take responsibility.
"He still wants to fight?" The deacon was a little dazed.
Seeing him like this, the guard immediately repeated, "He still wants to fight."
"First, seal the scoreboard and inform the elders!" The deacon knew that he could no longer control this person.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered Ye Tianze's words when he came in. He pitifully thought that Ye Tianze was a greenhorn.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
