I won!

The three words, like thunder, exploded in Huang Tianjia's mind.

His face pale instantly, his body staggered even more, and he looked at the fighting spirit field in disbelief...

The whole person showed a look of confusion, and the Gambler in the Spiritual Field actually lost!

After a brief loss of consciousness, an angry feeling suddenly rose. His eyes suddenly grabbed a man in a blue robe behind him and roared: "This is... you said it foolproof?"

The man was caught off guard and was grabbed by Huang Tianjia's collar.

After reacting, his face suddenly became ugly and he growled: "Let go... I will give you an explanation for this matter!"

Until now, the middle-aged man in the blue robe didn't understand.

Why did it end up like this? They obviously made the measures, but they still failed!

"Explanation, how do you explain? This is what you guaranteed. It is related to my husband's reputation. Now this defeat, do you know that it will directly ruin my husband's future!!" Huang Tianjia roared loudly, hissing and exhausted.

There is a special monitor in the Douling Spirit Field.

The above is everyone's "gambling battle", and everyone can clearly see this kind of gambling battle.

Huang Tianjia is a gambling saint. He only lost two games in a thousand games. The two games he lost were all caused by the number he made up for at the beginning. He almost always won. But now this always win is broken, and he lost again, and he still lost to a newcomer!

However, this is not the point, the point is that he has made bets with another gambling saint.

If he loses a game, he will not be able to touch Dou Ling again from now on, which is equivalent to losing his future... So after receiving the other party's task, he thought about it again and again. On the one hand, the other party is that he has the handle in the other party's hands, and only agrees when the other party guarantees that there is no mistake.

But now, I lost!

Losing reputation and losing future... How can Huang Tianjia not be angry!

boom!

A cultivation aura suddenly burst out from the middle-aged man in the blue robe, directly shaking Huang Tianjia away.

He growled: "Huang Tianjia, don't be too much. Others respect you as a gambling saint, but I don't care! If we want to train a gambling saint like you, it will be easy, and don't be rude."

Huang Tianjia's face suddenly looked extremely ugly.

But he had no choice but to the middle-aged man in blue robe.

Because the other party is telling the truth.

"Where did I win 100 million?"

A faint voice suddenly came from behind the two.

The scene just now fell naturally and clearly in Su Yun's eyes. His surface was calm, but deep in his heart, there was a flash of murderous intent.

Huang Tianjia's performance.

Already, let him know the clues about the person behind the scenes.

The other party actually wanted one of his eyes, and he wanted to see who was trying to make him think!

The middle-aged man in the blue robe took a deep breath, looked at Su Yun deeply, then flipped his palm, took out a storage bag, and threw it directly to Su Yun.

"This is a medium-grade spirit stone of 100 million!"

Su Yun glanced roughly, threw it to Baili Jian, and said, "Check it out, is it one hundred million!"

"good!"

The Baili Sword took it, and the spiritual consciousness exploded instantly.

After a moment, he replied, "Yeah, there is a hundred million in it, nothing wrong!"

"Okay, give it to me!" Su Yun said.

Baili Jian thought about it and handed it to Su Yun.

Su Yun flipped his palm and the storage bag disappeared instantly, and he put it directly into the self-space of the investment group. No one except him could take it out.

The man in blue robe did not leave.

Instead, he continued to stare at Su Yun and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if you are willing to bet with me once. This time the price is 200 million medium-grade spirit stones. How about it?"

Su Yun was surprised when he heard this.

The other party is determined to ask for his eyes!

His eyes are Yin and Yang Dharma Eyes, not ordinary eyes. Could it be that someone has seen something?

Countless thoughts passed by Su Yun's mind.

Before Su Yun could respond, the people around him were shocked.

Two hundred million!

If Su Yun wins this time, wouldn’t he just make 300 million yuan!!

Many people's breathing became rapid, and there were still very few who earned 300 million medium-grade spirit stones at one time in the Dou Ling Field. This is definitely a high-level bet!

Baili Jian's breathing was obviously rapid.

Another 200 million!

This is a rhythm of over 300 million!

"Have you brought so many spirit stones?" Su Yun asked calmly, his eyes showing suspicion.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe was stunned when he heard this, and saw Su Yun's suspicion. After pondering for a moment, he took out two storage bags again and said, "These two storage bags contain 100 million medium-grade spirit stones. If you don't believe it, you can use your spiritual sense to directly investigate it!"

In an instant, countless eyes fell on the two storage bags.

Many people's eyes showed a fiery look. If they weren't worried that this was a fighting spirit field, many people would probably want to take a chance.

"How about it, is it 200 million?" Su Yun looked at Baili Jian and asked.

Many people around looked at Su Yun in surprise and checked whether there were spirit stones. Isn’t it just that they had spiritual consciousness? Isn’t this person in front of him a monk?

Soon, many people discovered that Su Yun had no spiritual energy, and he was really like a mortal.

But for some reason, she felt a sense of crisis in the face of Su Yun.

Baili Jian was also very surprised and didn't understand why Su Yun didn't check it himself and asked him to test it every time.

Su Yun was also helpless. Although he embarked on the path of the God of Martial God, he was not a real monk after all. Without the "interior scene" of the God of Martial God, he could not have the same spiritual means as a monk.

"Yes, 200 million!" Baili Jiandao.

Upon hearing this, Su Yun nodded, then looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe and said, "So, if I lose this time, do you still have one eye for me?"

"No, this time, there are two!" The middle-aged man in blue robe stared at Su Yun and said.

quiet!

silence!

Su Yun pondered on the movie and said, "Actually, I'm very curious, why do you have to want my eyes?"

The middle-aged man in blue robe flashed his eyes and said, "You don't need to know this, your eyes are very unusual!"

Sure enough, I saw something, Su Yun thought so in his heart.

"Okay, since you want to bet, then this time, should you choose first or I choose first!" Su Yun looked at him and asked.

Baili Jian heard that he wanted to bet again, and he couldn't help but feel nervous and said, "Brother, we have made so much money anyway, so why don't we bet this time? One hundred million is already a lot, so we will stop seeing it when we get better!"

"Need not!"

"He wants to bet, so we will accompany you to the end!"

Hearing Su Yun's words, the middle-aged man in the blue robe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The problem that could be solved with "spirit stones" is naturally the best. But if the other party is unwilling, then he can only use "meaning of force"!

"This time, I'll choose first!"

"Okay, no problem!"

The middle-aged man in the blue robe immediately looked at the fighting spirit field.

This time, it was a battle between a mortal and a cow!

"I choose a cow..."

"I'll choose you to paralyze!"
Chapter completed!