Cultivation of immortality breaks the sky

Then he quietly asked: "Brother Lu, now that we cannot use our spiritual sense in the city, everyone is like a blind person, but you can tell the strength of your opponent. I really admire you."

After hearing this, Lu Yun smiled and said, "It's not as amazing as Brother Tu thinks. However, it can only roughly tell the strength, and it's not completely accurate."

After hearing this, Tu Zhentian said as if it was just what he thought: "I was blind just now. I followed you all the way."

Fairy Linglong was so embarrassed at the moment that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into. Her bold words just now were still vivid in her mind, and she readily admitted it.

"You guys do have a trick. I'll bet against you guys later. Forget about the analysis. I have to get back the points I lost."

At this moment, the demon cultivator on the field was already fleeing in a panic, no longer having the urge to attack.

In just half a cup of tea time, the barbarian woman found his weakness and knocked him three feet away with her stick again. This time, the barbarian woman did not give the evil man any chance.

He rushed forward and seized the moment when the evil cultivator had not yet hit the ground, and hit him with his stick. In the end, the evil cultivator was shaken to death with his internal organs shattered.

The monks outside the field who still held out a glimmer of hope for the evil cultivator suddenly wailed.

Fatty Duan stood up excitedly and said, "Come on, come on, the winning bets need to be claimed in person."

Afterwards, Lu Yun, Fatty Duan, and Miss Yun received the points they had won under the envious gaze of Fairy Linglong.

After deducting the betting points, Lu Yun and Miss Yun won 3 million points each. As for Fatty Duan, he won the most, 4.5 million.

The whole person was floating and said excitedly: "Next time, I will bet 1.5 million points."

Miss Yun was now looking at Lu Yun with admiration and love, her eyes full of little stars.

A few people chatted happily for a while, and then the next game started.

But this was just an ordinary fight. Both sides were in the late stage of foundation building and both were men.

After seeing the information, some monks left dejectedly. They thought they could get something for free, but ended up losing everything.

Lu Yun and his friends were not in a hurry to place their bets, because they had to see the gladiators before they could tell which side was stronger.

Despite the exaggerated words spoken by the manager of the arena, there were obviously fewer people placing bets this time.

After the last two players came on the field, Lu Yun activated his "Eye of Delusion-Breaking" and frowned as he looked for a while, "As expected."

The difference in strength between the two gladiators this time is very small, and it is impossible to accurately determine which one will win.

Finally, Lu Yun chose a cultivator who looked relatively strong and spoke to everyone.

“The difference in strength between the two fighters just now was huge, so I was able to accurately determine the winner.

The difference in strength between the two of us is very small in this match, so it's fine if you want to follow my lead, but don't bother me if you lose."

Duan De just won 4.5 million points, which is almost half of his "Fighting for Immortal Order" points. This is obviously a bit inflated.

He also took a fancy to the person chosen by Lu Yun, and directly invested 1.5 million points.

Lu Yun invested 300,000 yuan with intention, and Miss Yun and Tu Zhentian also invested 300,000 yuan. Fairy Linglong invested 200,000 points with a painful look on her face.

He looked at Lu Yun and threatened, "I'm following your lead this time. If you lose, you have to compensate me."

Lu Yun smiled after hearing that and didn't care. The two started fighting each other after a while, as their strength was similar.

The fight lasted for two quarters of an hour before the winner was decided. After seeing the result, Lu Yun smiled and said, "Fortunately, I have accomplished my mission."

Afterwards, Lu Yun and his friends played six games in a row, losing only one and winning the other five, as the rest were just ordinary fights.

There were not many monks placing bets, but Lu Yun and his group placed large amounts of bets and won five games in a row, which immediately attracted the attention of the manager.

Then he came to Lu Yun and others with a smile, clasped his fists and spoke.

"I am the A-level manager of the first floor of this arena. I see that you all have extraordinary bearings. You are really lucky.

But this floor is just a small one after all, if you want to play big, you can go to the second or third floor."

After hearing this, Tu Zhentian laughed and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking." It was obvious that Tu Zhentian knew the situation on the second and third floors.

The manager then smiled and nodded, and went to arrange the next one.

Tu Zhentian said excitedly at this time: "The second and third level betting methods are more powerful. I think with Brother Lu and Brother Fatty's methods, we should win a lot."

Fatty Duan immediately said impatiently, "What are you waiting for? Let's go, let's go quickly. If I had known that points were so easy to earn, I wouldn't have taken so many risks along the way."

Later, Lu Yun and his companions came to the second floor. The layout of the second floor was basically the same as that of the first floor, with four arenas, named A, B, C, and D.

The only difference is that there are about half as many people as on the first floor, and the amount of betting points is much larger than on the first floor.

The minimum bet for a T-number is no less than 5,000 points;

The minimum bet for number C is no less than 10,000 points;

The minimum bet for the B number is not less than 20,000 points;

The minimum bet for number A is not less than 50,000 points.

After reading the rules, Fatty Duan curled his lips and said, "This is no different from the first level. These minimum betting requirements have nothing to do with us."

Lu Yun and his team went straight to Unit A. According to Fatty Duan, since they were already there, they had to play a few times.

Afterwards, Fatty Duan generously spent 250,000 points to buy five front positions in the A-class for the five people.

After seeing this, Lu Yun was surprised and said, "Fatty, the sun is rising from the west. I have never seen you so generous before."

Duan De was even more excited after hearing this and snorted, "I, the Taoist priest, have always been so righteous, if it weren't for the fact that you always fail to fulfill the benefits you promised me.

Do I have such a miserable life? You still have the nerve to say that to me, as if you are showing off your generosity."

After saying that, he snorted arrogantly and went straight to the seat he had bought in the No. 1 Arena, leaving Lu Yun alone in the wind.

Lu Yun had an illusion and asked, "Did I really misunderstand him before?"

Miss Yun laughed and said, "This fat guy won some points, and his tail is so high up in the sky."

Lu Yun wanted to slap himself in the face. It was obvious that the fat guy had gotten the point this time.

When Lu Yun and his three companions rushed over, Duan De was checking the information of the next gladiator monk to appear.

Lu Yun was too lazy to check, so he just waited for the gladiator monks to come out and make a rough judgment. Anyway, he wouldn't lose anything if he could win two out of three games.

It was already dark at this time, and Lu Yun and the others were completely unaware of the passage of time. They were all rubbing their hands in excitement.

Soon, most of the night passed. Lu Yun and his friends went from betting hundreds of thousands of points at the beginning to millions of points in the end.

After playing seven games and only losing two, the five people made a lot of money, and their actions also attracted the attention of the top management of the arena.