"I'm really sorry, I blasted him down without giving you time to bet." Xiao Yang glanced at Mo Yin with a smile.

　　 "It doesn't matter, there is a second scene." Mo Yin was silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled. In his smile, the killing intent was extremely strong.

　　I thought that this kid would go down after playing this game. Unexpectedly, he was so stupid. Didn't he know that this black scale battlefield was opened by the Rock Desolate Hunting Spirit Group?

　　 In this black scale battle arena, as long as Mo Yin thinks, there are countless ways to play the dead.

　　 "Then let's start." Mo Yin grinned, his eyes sharp as a knife.

　　 "No hurry, this is the first time I have come to the Black Scale Arena. I don't know what rewards will be given after consecutive wins?" Xiao Yang asked with a smile. He also has a lot of interest in the collection of the Black Scale Arena.

　　 "Brother Xiao is inevitably too confident in himself." A trace of contempt flashed in Mo Yin's eyes, and you still want to win even if you want to win.

"If you win one game, you can get 10,000 gold coins, you win two games to get 20,000, three games get 30,000, and so on. Of course, in addition to the gold coin rewards, there are real objects. After winning seven games, the winner can choose a match. The spirit crystal of its own attribute can choose an attacking spirit after winning ten games. Of course, this group has limited resources and only offers the choice of three attributes: Fire, Bing, and Wood."

　　 Although Mo Yin sneered at Xiao Yang, he explained it patiently.

　　 "Spiritualism?" Xiao Yang's heart moved. The gold coins and spirit crystals were no longer of interest to him, but spiritism was extremely scarce. In this small town, there was no place to sell spiritism.

　　 "Okay, let's get started." Xiao Yang nodded at Mo Yin and smiled.

"I come!"

　　 At the moment when Xiao Yang's voice fell, a figure suddenly carried a faint icy breath, skimmed up to the high platform, and stared at Xiao Yang playfully.

　　 This person is surprisingly Ge Ping that Xiao Yang met in the shop.

"Rank Six Spiritist." Mo Yin smiled sullenly. Even if Ge Ping is defeated in Xiao Yang's hands, the latter will consume a lot of spiritual power. The defeat will only happen sooner or later. As long as he does a little trick, Xiao Yang will die. It's miserable.

　　 After a lot of bets, the odds of Xiao Yang and Ge Ping happened to be one to one. The fire-type spirit beasts have strong restraint against the snow-type spirit beasts, so not everyone is optimistic about Ge Ping.

　　 "You can be equal to me." Ge Ping frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the result, the same odds as Xiao Yang, made him feel insulted.

　　 "Are you strong?" Xiao Yang was a little dumbfounded.

"At least in front of me, you are not qualified to jump." Ge Ping glanced at Xiao Yang proudly. In front of him, a white summoning spirit formation was rapidly intertwined and slowly outlined, a snow-white spirit beast. , Drifting out slowly.

　　 "Medium Yushi-level spirit beast, Shuangzhuping." Xiao Yang blinked in surprise.

　　 Shuang Zhuping was suspended in the air, surrounded by a few white snowballs, slowly rotating, and on the high platform, it was as if small snow particles were floating.

　　 "Let's die!"

Ge Ping's sound sounded, and the snow particles floating on the high platform quickly condensed. In the blink of an eye, a few palm-sized snowflakes condensed around Shuangzhuping. At the edge, there was a sharp and icy breath. Go, very good-looking.

　　 Along with the shock of Shuang Zhuping's body, the few snowflakes suddenly swept out, mixed with a faint snow mist, and rushed towards Chi Yan.

　　 "It's flashy and not real, just one trick."

　　 Xiao Yang smiled faintly, and Chi Yan suddenly rushed out, the sharp claws entwined with purple flames, like a knife cutting tofu, cut the few snowflakes apart, and the breaks were as smooth as a mirror.

　　 "Impossible!" Ge Ping's pupils shrank slightly, and Ice Crystal Snowflake was Shuang Zhuping's strongest attacking skill. It did not cause any damage to Chi Yan, so they all shattered?

　　 At the moment when Ge Ping was shocked, Chi Yan had already swept up to Shuang Zhuping, the purple flame carried on his paws dispersed, and was lightly printed on her body.

"Snapped!"

　　 After a while, Frost Zhuping was hit by a heavy object, and she retreated from the high platform like lightning, smashed on the ground, rubbing a long path of snowflakes, and stabilizing her figure.

Instant kill!

　　 "The first game." Xiao Yang's dark eyes were calm, as if defeating Ge Ping's Shuang Zhuping was just a trivial matter for him.

Standing blankly on the high platform, Ge Ping didn't take a moment to relax. Half an hour ago, he still warned Xiao Yang that he had better take a detour when he saw him in the future. In a blink of an eye, he was simply neat. Defeated.

　　 This kind of contrast makes it hard for him to accept.

The battle was over instantly on the field, and the spirit hunters in the audience were stunned. Soon those who bet on Xiao Yang to win were all excited, and those who lost the bet looked frustrated and in their hearts. Scolded Ge Ping ten thousand times.

　　 "Next game." Mo Yin frowned. He didn't expect Ge Ping to be so useless that he couldn't even take a single move.

Dragging a slow pace, Ge Ping walked slowly to the stage, and received Shuang Zhuping into the spirit gate, Heilin Town. He couldn't stay in the future. He didn't think that Xiao Yang would let him go. .

Of course, what Ge Ping didn't know was that from the beginning, Xiao Yang didn't take him to heart. Even now, his weight in Xiao Yang's heart is no different from that of passers-by~lightnovelpub.net~ The next challenge. , Is a Tier 6 Rock Formation Spiritist, but a shocking scene happened again. This person's Spirit Beast still didn't even take a single move, and was blasted off the field by Chi Yan.

"Next person."

　　 Mo Yin had a gloomy face, and the same was true for the next few games. Until the end of the fifth game, Chi Yan only played a claw, and thus easily won the victory.

　　 "Is this a monster?"

　　 The spirit hunter who had been chatting with Xiao Yang had cold hands and feet. It turned out that the person who had been standing next to him was such a terrifying figure.

　　 "It's the sixth scene, Young Master Mo Yin, can you show the Lingjing?" Xiao Yang smiled and looked at Mo Yin, as if he was afraid that he would fall behind.

"Of course." Mo Yin suppressed the anger in his heart forcibly, and took out a fire spirit crystal from the void stone and placed it on the stone pillar on the side of the high platform. As long as Xiao Yang wins, this spirit crystal will belong to him. , And if he loses, Mo Yin will take this spirit crystal back again.

　　 "Six consecutive victories, there seemed to be one in the Black Scale Arena last time." Someone whispered.

　　 "Seven consecutive victories are already the record of the Black Scale Arena, I don't know if this boy will break it." Some people are more interested in the record refresh.

"What do you want? The previous challenge was only Tier 6 spiritualists. Their spirit beasts were only medium-level historians. Next, there will be more powerful Tier 6 spiritualists to take action." A spirit hunter Shaking his head and sneered.

"Snapped!"

However, what responded to him was only a crisp sound. The high-ranking historian-level spirit beast of the sixth-order spiritualist on the stage, after suffering a tail blade from Chi Yan, flew out directly, and finally sat on the ground with a blank face. .

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Then, after a moment of silence, the entire Black Scale Arena suddenly resounded in an uproar.