Valkyrie

Chapter 589 Thirty Cuts

In the killing arena, the battle is still going on.

After Lin Huang won twenty games in a row, the battle became more and more fierce.

Every time, Lin Huang seemed to fall down.

But he is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, winning one after another.

Around the killing arena, the people watching the battle became more and more excited.

Because every time Lin Huang wins a game, it means that the spirit stones in their pockets will increase rapidly.Moreover, it is even more rare to be able to witness the rise of a warrior with his own eyes.

I will be able to brag to people for a month in the future!
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An hour later, when Lin Huang beheaded the No.20 nine, the entire underground palace suddenly became silent after a moment of cheers.

The next game will become crucial.

At this moment, it seemed that no one dared to disturb Lin Huang.

Because in the future, Lin Huang's victory or defeat will determine whether they commit suicide by jumping into the lake after losing all their money, or spend money like water from now on, singing and singing every night and spring every night!
But Lin Huang in the fighting arena was as calm as ever.

To survive Song Hanshan's hands, he must not only survive the next battle, but also survive tomorrow's fighting arena.

However, the last battle was somewhat unexpected.

Lin Huang's opponent is Wuhou Jiuchongtian from Longyuan Pavilion.

He was big and thick, very burly, holding a heavy knife in his hand, standing in the fighting arena, like a walking violent bear.

But the strength of the latter is simply outrageous.

Within ten breaths of the battle started, the warrior's head was pinned to the ground by Lin Huang, and he slapped the ground with his hands and yelled to admit defeat.

The person in charge of the Jianqi building frowned suddenly.

The pavilion master in Longyuan Pavilion's expression was slightly condensed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly froze, "This time, the performance was not so exciting, and he seemed to be seen through!"

But what the pavilion master of Longyuan Pavilion didn't know was that in 29 consecutive battles, all [-] people in front died.Only the warrior who immediately surrendered and survived knew that the blood-soaked young man in front of him seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and he didn't know what kind of murderous aura was hiding in his body.

It's not that he doesn't want to perform, but that if he continues to perform, his head will move.

After the warriors of Longyuan Pavilion surrendered, there was a burst of boiling sound around the arena, like monsters screaming all over the mountains and plains.

Many people slammed on the bronze guardrail outside the fighting arena, completely unable to contain their inner excitement.

Thirty wins in a row.

The blood-clothed young man in the fighting arena is not bloody at all, he is just a cute boy who gives money.

Last night, they won ten games in a row without losing.

Tonight, they won 28 games in a row, one person killed Marquis Wu Qichongtian, [-] people from Jiuchongtian, and one person surrendered.

Such a record can be ranked in the top five in the entire history of the fighting arena.

And... I made a lot of money now!
Behind the underground palace, Jianqi Building looked at the Longyuan Pavilion warrior who walked out of the fighting arena after admitting defeat, then shifted his gaze to Lin Huang, snorted fiercely, and walked away with his fists creaking.

Nie Jinglei beckoned to Vice Hall Master Qiu, "Follow him for the past few days to keep him alive, and don't let Jianqi Building and Longyuan Pavilion find a chance to attack."

The pavilion master of Longyuan Pavilion looked as usual, tapping the handrail with his fingers, as if he had seen the development of Longyuan Pavilion in the next century.

In the fighting arena, Lin Huang let out a long sigh of relief.Then he shook his sleeves, brushed away the dripping blood, put on a pitch-black cloak, and walked out of the killing arena calmly.

However, before Lin Huang walked out of the bronze gate of the arena, all the warriors watching the battle flocked to him, looking at Lin Huang's eyes, not to mention how hungry he was.

The boy who gives you money is so cute no matter how you look at it.

After a few breaths, Lin Huang was submerged by the crowd.Then it was very difficult to squat down and move out of the crowd... Looking back at the crowd behind them who couldn't even find the real master but were still crazy, they shook their heads with restrained eyebrows and walked towards Nie Jinglei.

"You are very good!"

Nie Jinglei looked at Lin Huang covered in blood, nodded in satisfaction, and then threw a storage ring to Lin Huang, "This is the 50 pearls and spirit stones you bet before. In the game, the odds are 500 times, after deducting the intermediate fees, plus [-]% of the revenue of Longyuan Pavilion, there are [-] million in it."

Lin Huang nodded flatly, and then threw the ring back to Nie Jinglei, "Tomorrow, all these spirit stones will be bet on me, and I will buy myself a [-]-game winning streak!"

Ok?
The smile on Nie Jinglei's face froze instantly.

I froze in place for a long time.

"One hundred games? Kid, do you know what you're talking about? It's not like you want to ask for death!"

Nie Jinglei snorted coldly.

"I bet with my own money, this should not hinder Master Nie."

Lin Huang said calmly.

"But you still have to participate in the turf war later, your life belongs to my God Palace now."

Nie Jinglei said coldly.

Lin Huang shook his head, "I will survive."

"Do you know what is the highest winning streak in the fighting arena?"

Nie Jinglei frowned and asked.

Lin Huang spread his hands...

"It's 47 games. This is a unique achievement in the past 20 years. Do you know how many outstanding players from the three sects and six prefectures came to the arena to challenge this record and failed without exception? One hundred games... ...This is the first time for you to let the hall master know what it means to be ignorant."

Nie Jinglei said.

Lin Huang still spread his hands and asked, "Where did the person who won 47 games in a row go?"

"He died outside Tiandaozong, like a dead dog. He died for three months, and his body was decomposed before he was discovered."

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled, "An unknown person can win 47 games in a row, why can't I? Since there has never been such a history in the fighting arena, I will create one!"

"you……"

Nie Jinglei suddenly became angry and almost crushed the storage ring in his hand, "Boy, are you really so ignorant?"

"I have seen the height of the sky and the earth, I have seen the size of the sky. Because I have seen it! So I can do it!"

Lin Huang smiled coldly, then waved his sleeves and left, "See you tomorrow, don't forget to place a bet for me!"

Snapped!
After Lin Huang left, Nie Jinglei slapped the Qingjiao tiger skin throne with a slap filled with anger, staring at Lin Huang's haughty leaving back, his eyes were like needles, his pupils shrank sharply, full of murderous intent.

……

After one night.

The Baizhan City was full of wind and clouds.

Lin Changsheng's record of winning [-] games in a row in one night had spread throughout the streets and alleys of Baizhan City before dawn.

All the major restaurants and inns, the streets and alleys, are talking about the blood-clothed Shura who leapfrogged and murdered.

Moreover, the news that Lin Huang will fight a hundred games in a row also spread like wildfire.

Outside the pitch-black hall outside the fighting arena, it was crowded with people early in the morning, and they all wanted to see what kind of invincible Marquis Wu, who was newly promoted in the killing arena in the past three years, had such a supernatural appearance. Those who can win [-] games in a row overnight, and those who talk nonsense will have to win [-] games in a row.

for a while.

Full of wind and rain.

The name of Lin Changsheng.

Spread the word everywhere...

(End of this chapter)