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The Kun people all thought they heard it wrong.
Kun Chen stopped, his eyes resting on Jiang Yu, with a trace of doubt on his old face, he asked, "What did you say, go to the arena of the Supreme Realm?"
"Yes." Jiang Yu said affirmatively.
"Okay, as you wish."
How could Kunchen object to Jiang Yu's proposal to go to the Supreme Realm ring?
The Kun people have set up arenas in every realm, but there is no shortage of spirit stones for the strong above the Supreme Realm, so the arenas above the Supreme Realm are always empty all year round.
Jiang Yu's realm is indeed at the twelfth level of his life. Even if he arranges for the dead man on the Tianzi, Kun Chen is not sure, but as long as Jiang Yu goes to the supreme ring, it will be much easier.
He didn't believe that a monk in the natal realm could fight the Supreme.
"follow me."
Kun Chen turned around and walked towards the Supreme Ring in the central area of ??the fighting arena.
There are twelve levels in the Supreme Realm, but there is only one arena for the Supreme Realm.
Because the strong above the Supreme Realm will basically not come to the ring, creating one is just for emergencies.
"Every audience in the fighting arena, today, the fighting arena will open the Supreme Arena. All monks in the first stage of the Supreme Realm can sign up to participate in the fighting, and the opponent is Jiang Yi, who has a true cultivation level of the 12th stage of his life."
At this moment, the fighting field broadcast came.
Hearing this broadcast, everyone in the arena was shocked.
"what happened?"
"Have you opened the supreme arena, and the opponent is a monk with a twelvefold life, what are you kidding?"
"Tsk tsk, Supreme Arena, this is a rare sight in a hundred years, let's go and have a look."
Countless people got up one after another and walked towards the supreme arena.
Jiang Yu was also brought to the ring.
The so-called supreme arena is not a arena, but a special landscape painting, which floats on a small arena, surrounded by auditoriums that can accommodate 100,000 people.
As soon as the broadcast came, the audience seats of 100,000 people were overcrowded. Those who didn't squeeze in were all watching the scene on the Supreme Realm live broadcast through the web.
"Did you see that landscape painting is the battle area of ??the Supreme, because the Supreme is too strong, if you fight here, the entire fighting field will collapse, and the landscape painting is a supreme treasure. No matter what the damage is, the outside world will not be affected."
"Look, Jiang Yi is here, that's him. He fought several times in a row in the arena of the 12th stage of natality. He won the previous few battles, but the Kun tribe sent the No. 1 dead man of the 12th stage of natality. But he was obliterated by one move."
With Jiang Yu's appearance, some previous things were also dug out.
"I don't know what the odds are this time."
"To turn over is today."
Countless voices of discussion resounded.
Jiang Yu stood on the ring with his hands behind his back, waiting for his opponent to appear.
About 20 minutes passed, but no supreme powerhouse came to sign up for the fight, so the Kun clan had no choice but to send the supreme powerhouse in the family to play.
Phew!
A afterglow flashed, and a middle-aged man appeared on the ring. He was wearing a yellow robe and was holding a flute in his hand.
The middle-aged man in the yellow robe stood opposite Jiang Yu, watching him.
At this moment, Kun Chen appeared on the ring.
He looked at Jiang Yu, "In this battle, your opponent is a strong man who has just entered the Supreme. After entering the small world of duel, only one person can come out alive. You have to think clearly."
Jiang Yu said with an indifferent expression on his face, "I know."
Jiang Yu's carelessness made Kun Chen feel a bad premonition, but when he thought of Jiang Yu's real cultivation, he felt relieved a lot,
He still doesn't believe that a monk with only the 12th stage of his life can be so strong, even if he is against the sky, he can't be the opponent of the supreme power.
If this is really the case, then this person is really terrible.
Kun Chen glanced at the middle-aged man holding the flute, and winked at him.
The middle-aged man immediately understood and nodded to Kunchen.
The duel has already appeared, and on the homepage of the Kun Clan Fighting app, a video has also appeared, which is the video of the supreme field. Below the video, there are also odds.
This time the odds are not calculated by the computer itselfForget it, but it was set by the Kun people.
The difference between the realms of the two is too great. Logically speaking, Jiang Yu's odds should be against the sky, but now the difference between the two's odds is not very big, only 1 times the difference.
The odds of the Kun clan supreme powerhouse are 1.35 times.
And Jiang Yu's odds are 2.35 times.
This was done intentionally by the Kun people. Although they knew that Jiang Yu was not the opponent of the supreme powerhouse, they did not dare to increase Jiang Yu's multiplier too high just in case. If Jiang Yu really defeated the supreme, then They will lose a lot.
"Well, how do you suppress this?"
"One is the Supreme, and the other is the natal one. Any fool knows how to suppress the Supreme."
"However, this battle is full of weirdness. Could it be that this is an internal battle of the Kun tribe, and you want to take advantage of this opportunity to make a profit?"
"No matter what the Kun people want to do, there is always someone who will lose. As long as they are right, they can win the Lingshi."
"It's better to press Supreme, to be on the safe side, but this competition is really too weird, it's better to press less."
"Well, take a few hundred thousand for a try, and it will be considered as a performance fee for watching the supreme powerhouse fight."
This is a battle of great disparity in strength, and many monks dare not bet too much.
Five minutes passed, and the total amount of bets bet by both parties was only about 200 billion.
"Look, someone directly suppressed Jiang by 100 to 200 billion."
"I checked her betting records. She has been betting on Jiang Yi. From the initial tens of millions of spirit stones, she has won more than 200 billion."
"It's better to be cautious, maybe this is a smoke bomb released by the Kun clan, just to make us bet on Jiang Yi, and lose everything by then."
"Press less."
Time passed by every minute and every second, and many monks also bet one after another, but except for tomorrow, no one dared to bet heavily. They were all testing the waters of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Although the bets were small, the bets There are too many people.
Cumulatively, Ya Jiang Yu won a trillion spirit stones.
The Yakun people won almost the same, even if there was not one trillion, it reached more than 900 billion.
Kun Chen said: "The fight has begun, please enter the picture in the middle of the ring."
The body of the supreme powerhouse of the Kun clan flashed and turned into a stream tube and entered the painting.
Jiang Yu followed closely behind.
His eyes went dark, and he reappeared, already in a unique small space.
The area he was in was a mountain range, and he stood on the top of a mountain, while the strong Kun tribe stood on the top of a mountain a thousand meters away.
The two just looked at each other.
At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the strong Kun clan.
Jiang Yu frowned, and murmured softly: "Should I end the battle with one move, or should I continue to pretend for a while?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com