A pool of blood flowed out from Guo Feng's head and gradually overflowed on the ground. Two bricks fell down and his head was directly opened.

All viewers who saw this scene were stunned.

Guo Feng is a weapon, a footwork, a fancy move, and a cool movement, but in the end, he can't beat a brick?

They could see clearly, Zhan Wuque's figure flashed, and came behind Guo Feng, easily knocked him to the ground with one brick.

This...is too unexpected.

Everyone looked at each other.

They just felt that Guo Feng had won the game and lamented that Guo Feng was lucky. In a blink of an eye, Guo Feng's head was already opened.

Looking at the large pool of blood on the ground, everyone's scalp became numb.

This is too cruel!

So big bricks are just covered on the head.

The head is bleeding.

"This battle, Zhan Wuque won!"

The referee opened the magic circle and went on stage to announce the result.

"Brother Guo!"

"Brother Guo!"

Several people immediately rushed to the stage and helped Guo Feng up.

The bright red blood was still dripping from Guo Feng's head, which made them frightened.

"What's going on?" Chen Jiannan's face looked ugly.

No one answered him.

Because they were also confused.

The development of things and the results were too different from what they expected.

The huge contrast made their heads buzz.

Guo Feng was so loud just now, as if he was overwhelmed by a brick, why was he knocked down by a brick?

Guo Feng has used his footwork, martial arts, weapons, and even the transformation of Yuanli. He has obviously tried his best, but even so, he still failed.

It was inexplicably defeated.

Many people haven't reacted yet.

I felt a flash in front of me, Zhan Wuque smashed Guo Feng with one brick and a backhand.

They even suspected that Zhan Wuque had just used his physical strength and was useless even in Yuanli.

This is a bit exaggerated.

Everyone was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Compared with Zhan Wuque, Guo Feng was like playing with a monkey, jumping up and down, and was finally knocked down by Zhan Wuque with one move.

"This...it should be because of the luck of that kid Zhan Wuque."

Someone muttered.

"It must be luck. Guo Feng fell from the sky just now. It is very likely that he accidentally hit the brick," someone next to him said seriously.

Most of them defeated Zhan Wuque and won only three games, so they naturally did not want to admit that Zhan Wuque is powerful. Only by just making up for their own arguments can they feel a little better.

There are three types of bets.

The first one is that you will lose within three games of the battle.

The second type is that you will lose within six games.

The last type will definitely lose within ten games.

The more you reach the end, the higher the odds.

Ling'er and the others set the last bet, with the highest odds.

There are very few people who bet on the last bet.

Because, there are up to five random games, and there are five challenges in the next.

In their opinion, even if Zhan Wuque can win five random games, Tiandi will definitely send his own people to the sixth game to end Zhan Wuque.

Even the sixth game was not enough, let alone the tenth game.

Therefore, few people took the last bet.

But, this is only relative.

Long Jiaojiao, Gong Jing and others who knew Zhan Wuque's true strength had no hesitation to put all their belongings in the third game.

Because they believe that Zhan Wuque can definitely win ten games.

The only regret is that they just entered the outer door and did not have much contribution points. Even if they pressed them all, they would not make much money. They can only say that they made a small fortune.

On the stage, several people rushed to lift Guo Feng down.

Before leaving, the referee assigned all Guo Feng's twenty contribution points to Zhan Wuque.

Before the betting war, the two of them had each obtained twenty contribution points and handed them over to the referee in order to prevent one of them from dying or falling into a coma and being unable to retrieve the contribution points in the token.

After getting twenty contribution points, Zhan Wuque turned around and stepped down.

Shortly after he left, the battle between Ling Feixue and Long Jiaojiao ended one after another.

Ling Feixue not only has a strange fire, but also has a secret technique related to fire. The power of the strange fire surged, and the opponent lost and kept retreating. He was eventually forced to the edge of the ring and had to admit defeat.

Long Jiaojiao held a long sword in her hand and used a set of water-based sword techniques. The water droplets were scattered like pearl curtains. Every drop of water seemed to have sword energy melted, which was extremely sharp.

This sword looks familiar to Zhan Wuque.

Zhao Gao once gave Long Jiaojiao a birthday gift, a half-mythical weapon, which was made by Master Wei of the Weapon Tower.

Although in Zhan Wuque's view, this sword was just a waste that was lost and discarded casually, it also had the power of a few mysterious-level weapons.

In addition, Long Jiaojiao's swordsmanship was excellent, and she gained the upper hand for a while.

"Storm and rain!"

Long Jiaojiao stomped her jade feet gently, and her whole body jumped up like a spirit swallow.

Her figure was so beautiful that she looked extremely hot under the tight leather jacket. She gently lifted the sword, and the sword flowers rose up, turning into countless sword phantoms, attacking the opposite side, like a heavy rain of a sword!

Long Jiaojiao's opponent was a white-faced scholar. He held a folding fan and his face changed and he waved forward suddenly.

A strong wind suddenly formed and collided with the sword rain.

"Bang bang bang!"

Breaking sounds continued to be heard in the storm.

At this moment, the scholar's face changed and he hurriedly stepped back, but it was too late.

The three-foot sword edge was placed on his neck.

"I admit defeat."

The scholar bowed his hands and smiled bitterly.

Then Long Jiaojiao put down her long sword and turned around and left without any delay.

"I don't know who can conquer such a heroic female hero."

Many people's eyes fell on Long Jiaojiao and their eyes were hot.

Ling Feixue will definitely be an elder disciple in the future, unattainable and unattainable. Compared with this, Long Jiaojiao seems to be closer to them and has a greater chance.

"Why didn't I find Long Jiaojiao's figure so hot before?" Hong Zhi stared at the proud part on Long Jiaojiao's chest.

"It would be a pity if I didn't get such a beauty," Hong Zhi sighed.

"If my cousin wants it, I wish you a helping hand for me." Hong Tao said with a smile.

His target is Ling Feixue.

Although Long Jiaojiao has an extremely proud figure and a look is not inferior to Ling Feixue's background, her identity and background are destined to be as noble as Ling Feixue.

There is an elder behind Ling Feixue. If you get it, it will not be a little helpful for him.

Hong Tao is an extremely ambitious person. He can still tell which one to choose, which woman, strength, and who to choose.

As long as you have strong enough, what kind of woman do you want?

However, it’s good to play with women like Long Jiaojiao.

Hong Tao sneered in his heart.

On the other side, Hong Zhi and Su Can, Qin Ming and others whispered, as if they were discussing what plan they were going to look at Long Jiaojiao from time to time, with a hint of evil desire in their eyes.

"Young Master."
To be continued...