Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1192

Compared with the bearded man, the monks who bought Chen Moying were all dancing and excited.

You know, Chen Mo's winning ratio is three to one, that is, buying one low-grade spirit stone will get three low-grade spirit stones, and if you add the principal, you will get four low-grade spirit stones.

It's really inconceivable that such benefits were taken by them.

"Amazing...!"

A monk who bought Chen Moying looked at Chen Mo standing on the ring.

He looked shocked, and laughed wildly: "No one thought that he would win, but I just wanted to try my luck, and it turned out that my rate of return was tripled, and I made a lot of money."

"Yes!" Another person said: "Fortunately, I bet with you, otherwise I will be like everyone else... I will lose all my money."

When everyone was looking at Chen Mo, Chen Mo looked at Sister Hong.

The latter understood immediately, and threw a storage ring to Chen Mo in the air.

"This is [-] low-grade spirit stones, please keep them safe."

Sister Hong's words were so concise that the surrounding monks felt that their hearts could not accept it. Chen Mo actually won [-] low-grade spirit stones in a change of hands, compared to their dozens of low-grade spirit stones.

Really trivial.

"I didn't expect him to buy me to win, and it was five thousand low-grade spirit stones. How could he have so many spirit stones!"

Looking at Chen Mo again, everyone's expressions flashed brightly. Chen Mo has proved that he is capable of defeating Qin Hai, and he has [-] low-grade spirit stones on him.

Such a person is rich and powerful, who would dare to ignore Chen Mo's existence.

"It seems that I have colored glasses, and I am not worthy of being in charge." It was Gou Cangtian who spoke. Before Chen Mo came, he always thought that Chen Mo was just a playboy.

The fact is that Chen Mo may be a dude, but his ability to earn money and attack is unquestionable, and he can easily defeat Qin Hai.

If Chen Mo were allowed to participate in a hundred-game winning streak, he might win ten games.

Sister Hong said with deep understanding: "Guan Shi, I underestimated him just like you before, but when you really want to understand him, you will find that he is more ordinary than many people, and he is a hated character."

Chen Mo had a quarrel with the elders at the registration office, but Chen Mo swore that he would complete a hundred consecutive victories, so Sister Hong was already looking forward to it.

What a phoenix will Chen Mo be after completing a hundred consecutive victories.

"Sister Hong, you have already said that, then let him participate in the hundred-game winning streak." Gou Cangtian is not a pedantic person, knowing that Chen Mo is a blockbuster, let him continue to show his strength.

After hearing Gou Cangtian's words, Sister Hong shook her head and said, "Management, I think it's a bit too hasty, you have to know, those guys who participated in the hundred-game winning streak, didn't they play a lot of rounds in the Xuanwu field? People are dissatisfied."

"Okay! I understand what you mean." Gou Cangtian smiled and immediately set about manpower to fight Chen Mo.

This time, the opponents arranged by Gou Cangtian all have certain strengths, and they are by no means comparable to Qin Hai's half-baked water. Therefore, many people pay attention to Chen Mo.

"I don't believe it. He can still win next time." It was a thin man who spoke. Just now he was scolded by the bearded man, and he already had anger and resentment in his heart.

Seeing that Gou Cangtian had already arranged manpower to fight Chen Mo, he decided to buy Chen Mo's opponent to win. However, the bearded man next to him did not follow suit.

Smiling at the thin man, "Skinny monkey, this time, I won't mess around with you again. I could have won just now, but I suffered serious losses because of your intervention."

"It's up to you, anyway, I think it's just a coincidence." The thin monkey said indifferently.

On the ring, Chen Mo looked at the opponent who was arranged, her slender figure was reflected in a black tights.

"It's a woman."

Chen Mo frowned, and when he looked up again, he saw a cold and merciless pretty face, which permeated the chill of being thousands of miles away, which made Chen Mo feel a little pale.

"Woman, let's go!" Chen Mo waved his hand and said, "I never hit women."

As soon as these words came out, the chill in the air became more and more intense, as if Chen Mo was about to be frozen into ice, it was very cold, it could be seen that the woman had murderous intentions towards Chen Mo.

She didn't say a word, which is a bit intriguing.

"If you don't want to go, then I'm not welcome." Chen Mo waved his hands, his brilliance rose and bloomed, gathering Zhou Tian's momentum, and he was in an invincible position with more protective energy outside his body.

When the woman in black saw this, her expression moved slightly, she was still extremely cold, her legs were also moving at this moment, it looked very slow, without any momentum at all.

But Chen Mo knows that women are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Sure enough, in the next second, the woman's jade hand had a silver brilliance, something like an embroidery needle, extremely sharp, the woman held the embroidery needle and shot at Chen Mo step by step.

"Hey... look carefully, her embroidery needle...doesn't it look like Rakshamen's Soul Seizing Needle?"

A monk blurted out.

The rest of the people stared wide-eyed and nodded unnaturally.

"It is indeed the soul-snatching goddess needle of the Rakshamen. It is said that it can take away souls."

The Soul Seizing Heavenly Girl Needle is considered to be a terrible existence in the sky, because it is from the hands of the Rakshamen, and the Rakshamen will make people frightened when they hear it, because once the people of the Rakshamen make a move, they will definitely take it. People's lives are taken away from people's souls.

On the other side, Sister Hong asked Gou Cangtian: "Guan Shi, why do people from the Rakshamen appear in the arena? Logically speaking, they are not everyone shouting and beating, and they rarely show their whereabouts."

"Sister Hong, I don't know about this, but I know that this disciple of the Rakshamen is the apprentice of a high-ranking Rakshamen. Once she offends her, it will be bad for our arena."

Gou Cangtian looked solemn, his eyes flickering non-stop, and continued: "You also know that the arena is a small business, and it is a bit difficult to deal with the Rakshamen, so I have to allow her to participate in the Xuanwu arena."

"So, she lacks spirit stones!" Sister Hong frowned. Even though the arena is a giant in Tianmen, there are also fears, such as Rakshamen. They come and go without a trace. Without the actual location of the sect, it is difficult to destroy it.

So in many cases, as long as the Rakshamen don't go too far, many big forces will turn a blind eye to avoid causing trouble to the upper body.

After all, the old man of the arena is counting on the sky, and he can't bring his family with him like others. If the Rakshamen come to make trouble and make people panic, the arena will not need to do business.

"Hey, Chen Mo, I hope you are safe and well!" Sister Hong could only secretly pray that Chen Mo could escape the Rakshamen woman's soul-snatching needle, if not, he would die.

On the ring, Chen Mo watched the woman approaching quickly, his expression finally flashed with caution.

Because he found that the woman's footsteps were superb, much stronger than his own Luo Yuwusheng. There were traces of her figure, but he couldn't see the angle of her attack.

(End of this chapter)