I am a stubborn stone, but I can mend the sky!

Chapter 65 Bet
The name Li Si impersonated was Xiao Yan, and he planned to take advantage of the Yan Emperor's good luck to see if he could get more spirit stones in the fighting field.

Yes, he came to the fighting field now, other than wanting to enhance his fighting experience, the main reason was that he didn't have enough spirit stones.

Regardless of wind escape, earth escape, or other suitable spells, you have to dig out spirit stones to buy them.

What's more, the blood of the snake demon collected by the Zhenbei Army would not be small, and it would take a large sum of spirit stones to buy it.

And Li Si's main source of income is to take out missions in black to get rewards, and kill some monsters to sell for money.

The former is stable but earns limited spiritual stones, while the latter comes in quickly, but kills a lot of monsters in a short period of time, so it is easy to be targeted by high-level monsters.

Not to mention the deepest part of the Mingyue Mountains, even in the dense forest area in the middle, fourth-order monsters occasionally appear.

This makes many low-level monsters in the periphery, if you trace their bloodlines, they may encounter a fourth-level or even fifth-level big monster.

It's nothing more than fighting between monks and monsters after normal encounters. If one side intentionally and frequently hunts and kills, then the elders of the other side have sufficient reasons to take action.

Even if the monsters in the Northland were suppressed many times by Youdu City, it was still impossible to completely subdue all the big monsters.

Therefore, Li Si really didn't dare to take advantage of those expensive monsters.

In addition, he has also dabbled in alchemy, but he can only refine a few first-level elixirs, which is completely a drop in the bucket for the current situation.

So in desperation, Li Si had no choice but to take the idea of ​​making a fortune to the fighting field of wealth insurance.

Here, the bonus for winning a single game is not much, but the income from outside betting is amazing.

Especially in the game of death match, even the game of a first-order monk can attract thousands or even tens of thousands of spirit stones to bet against each other.

After all, the cost of cheating in a deathmatch is too high, and this situation can make many gamblers feel confident and bold to fight.

So Li Si chose to fight to the death in the first match.

Although the rookie game can't attract too many people, as long as the opponent is not a rookie, there will definitely be a lot of spirit stones to overwhelm the opponent to win.

And since Li Si had signed up for the deathmatch, he would naturally take out all the spirit stones to bet on himself to win.

In this way, as long as he can walk down from the martial arts stage alive, his net worth will be multiplied several times, at least.

Two hours later, tens of thousands of people were staring at the large wooden board that recorded the information in the auditorium in the third east area of ​​the fighting field, gloating, shaking their heads in regret, or sneering.

"This rookie named 'Thunderbolt' is really miserable. In the first game, he encountered the 'Blood Slaughter' who won five consecutive victories. It is estimated that it will be difficult to leave a whole body."

"The fighting field is a fool. What else can you expect to see if you arrange a new opponent for 'Xue Tu'?"

"CNM, refund the money!"

Just when many people were cursing, the betting information on the information board suddenly changed, causing the audience to discuss.

"Look, there is a fool who bet on that newcomer to win, and even bet thousands of spirit stones at once!"

"That's great. I bet a hundred spirit stones on 'Xuetu' just now. Even if the price goes up to ten to one in the end, this bet can still make a lot of money!"

Originally, those who bet on "Blood Massacre" won more than 8000 spirit stones, while those who bet on "Thunderbolt" only had double digits. This made the betting ratio of this deathmatch reach an exaggerated 100 to one.

Therefore, even if those who bet on the blood slaughter win, it is estimated that they can only get broken spirit stones and even gold leaves in the end.

But now suddenly someone took advantage of them and bet heavily on "Thunderbolt" to win. From the eyes of the gamblers present, the other party simply wanted to give them money.

"Hey, do you think this newcomer will be a dark horse, otherwise, no matter how rich the second generation is, they wouldn't dare to bet so much on him."

"Impossible. There is a portrait of him on the information board. There are so many people present who don't know any of them. No matter how strong an unknown person is, how strong can he be?"

"That's right, how could a young man with no combat experience win the 'Blood Slaughter' in a life-and-death struggle?"

"Yes, yes, it must be some idiot who stole the family's money and wants to come here to make a fortune. This kind of opportunity is not common. I will bet on the 'blood slaughter' one hundred spirit stones!"

Originally thousands of spirit stones are not worth mentioning in the fighting field, but they are quite conspicuous when gathered in a death fight with little suspense.

By the time the deathmatch in the third east area was about to begin, and the moment the dealer sealed the deal, the spirit stones won by betting on "Blood Slaughter" had already reached nearly 3 yuan!
Those who bet on "Thunderbolt" also won a lot, with more than 300 spirit stones.

In a place like the fighting field, there is no shortage of gamblers who dare to fight big with small things.

Li Si, who was staying in the rest area, naturally saw the changes on the information board.

"Thunderbolt" is just the nickname he gave himself, anyway, it is only a temporary identity, so there is no need to bother too much about it.

However, the amount of bets for this deathmatch has skyrocketed to such an extent that it has indeed exceeded his expectations.

If calculated according to this ratio, as long as he wins this deathmatch, the 20 yuan he bet on mid-grade spirit stones can immediately become one hundred and twenty thirty yuan!
With such a large sum of spirit stones, he would have to work hard for three or four years among the black-clothed crowd before he could hope to save this amount!

However, this opportunity is estimated to be only once.

The guy on the opposite side called "Blood Slaughter" seemed to be a veteran of many battles, which attracted many gamblers to bet on him to win.

And once Li Si wins this death fight, he will immediately step on the opponent's corpse and become famous in the fighting field.

If he participates in similar competitions in the future, it is absolutely impossible that there will be so many people who dare to bet heavily on him to lose.

While Li Si was pondering, the bell for the start of the death fight rang in the rest area, urging him to hurry up to the fighting stage.

Participating in this kind of ring fight for the first time, Li Si couldn't help becoming cautious, took out a mace that was taller than others, carried it on his shoulder, and walked towards the center of the high platform.

This black and thick mace was seized by a mission of the black-clothed people, and it can barely be regarded as a high-grade magic weapon.

Although it didn't have any special functions, the material was extremely hard and could withstand his tossing, so it was left in the storage bag.

When Li Si quickly walked to the center of the Fighting Stage, the "Blood Slaughter" on the opposite side got up calmly and walked towards him expressionlessly.

"This 'Thunderbolt' is really a newcomer. He doesn't even know how to create momentum. He suffered a loss when he first came to the stage."

"Didn't you see? This guy is a Qi Refining Immortal Cultivator, and Wu Xiu's routines don't make much sense to him."

"If you don't tell me, I really forgot. A good immortal cultivator can play with magic weapons like mace, even physical cultivators seldom do that, right?"

"Hey, who knows, maybe they have some special means."

As soon as the two of them stood in the middle of the high platform, the auditorium in the distance was boiling.
The amount of bets for this deathmatch was quite unusual, and many spectators from the surrounding areas were attracted.

(End of this chapter)