Let You Awaken Monsters, Will You Awaken the Ten Evil Spirits of Ancient Times?

Chapter 44 Explosion! The losses go to grandma’s house, and the profits go to the Pacific Ocean!

"No...he awakened the Meteor Fire Wolf? What kind of monster is this? I've never seen it before! It's so domineering!"

 “Oh my goodness! Why is this monster so handsome? It must be a dragon!”

 “Is he a double awakener? This is too rare!”

 Everyone was talking a lot.

Ning Susu covered her mouth in surprise.

 “This, this, this, this…”

 He spoke stammeringly.

 "Qingcheng, this can't be..."

Xia Qingcheng nodded in approval.

“Yes, this is Luo Ming.”

 No wonder he was so determined to call himself and others Yalang, it turns out that he himself is Yalang!

 Should have thought of it earlier!

“Luo Ming has already broken through the bronze level. With the strength he has shown...a demon lion at level 8 bronze will not be his opponent.”

Xia Qingcheng shook her head.

"Be prepared to collect money. We made a lot of money in this round of Susu, but we owe Luo Ming a favor."

Xia Qingcheng rubbed her eyebrows.

If I owe this favor any longer, I won't know how to repay it.

 Do you really want to serve him like a cow or a horse for the rest of your life?

“Great, big profit! Hahahaha, hey, Qingcheng, why aren’t you happy?”

Ning Susu jumped up and down excitedly, but when she turned around, she saw Xia Qingcheng's face was filled with sadness.

 “Nothing, I’m a little tired.”

Ning Susu tilted her head, making too much money, feeling tired?

“This fang wolf actually hides his strength! This aura is much stronger than the meteor fire wolf he transformed into before!”

“Hey, this game won’t be capsized in the gutter, right? I bet three million magic lions to win!”

“Don’t worry! No matter how strong this Yalang’s second monster is, its level is there! There is a huge gap between the strength of the first-level bronze and the eighth-level demon lion!”

“That’s right, if the gap is there, it can’t violate the hierarchy.”

Some people are worried, some are sad, and some are comforting themselves.

"this…"

Lin Moqing looked at the figure in the red cloak, a look of worry flashed on her face.

This is not going to capsize again.

 She spent all her savings betting on the magic lion and won.

“Don’t worry, it’s okay, Mo Qing. There’s such a huge level gap here, it’s impossible for Yalang to win.”

Wang Zhe hugged Lin Moqing's shoulders and comforted her.

Lin Moqing's attention was always on the ring, not looking at him.

 Otherwise, you would have noticed that Wang Zhe's face was pale now, and even his lips were trembling.

Although I know there is a huge level difference between the two, the aura of this fang wolf feels more than a hundred times stronger than that of the demon lion!

 “I didn’t expect you to be a double awakened person! It’s quite interesting!”

The demon lion smiled ferociously.

Luo Ming's aura is indeed very strong, and he looks quite intimidating.

 But he is also experienced in many battles and has experienced many battles.



And his greatest confidence comes from the grade mark on his chest.

 Eighth bronze versus first bronze.

 “Come die!”

 “Roar! The lion roars!”

 Boom, boom, boom!

On the arena, gravel rolled, and the sound waves of the demon lion's roar turned into substance, rolling and hitting Luo Ming like a cannonball.

“The level gap is indeed like a chasm, but if you are in the same level as me, sorry, this chasm is just a small ditch, you can cross it in one step.”

 In the same large level, Longwei's intimidating power can suppress 50% of the opponent's combat power.

Let me ask you, no matter how strong the Demon Lion is, how can you still play after being suppressed by 50% of its combat power? Are you playing with your head?

Hum!

Luo Ming's pupils moved, and an overwhelming coercion rushed towards the demon lion.

"hold head high!"

The deafening roar of the dragon instantly overwhelmed the roar of the demon lion.

"How can this be!"

The Demon Lion's face changed drastically. He felt a pressure enveloped him. Under this pressure, all his energy seemed to be locked. Whether it is speed, explosiveness or strength, all aspects are suppressed by at least fifty percent.

 “Okay, ready to collect the money.”

Luo Ming stepped forward and reached towards the demon lion with one hand.

"damn it!"

The Demon Lion wanted to raise his hand to resist, but Luo Ming just pressed it down with one hand, and the Demon Lion's arms felt as if they had been hit by heavy hammers.

 It twisted into a weird arc in mid-air.

 Hands down at ninety degrees.

“You don’t really think you can fight me, do you? If it weren’t for the purpose of raising the odds, I wouldn’t have worked so hard in the last match.”

“To be honest, it’s easy to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but it’s really difficult to have a 50-50 fight with a pig.”

Luo Ming sneered.

 Outside the field, Guimian, who was still bandaged, heard this and his face twitched.

 Emotions have always been acting with oneself before!

He still looked unwilling to suffer the loss, feeling that he had capsized in the gutter.

 Actually, it was purely for walking the dog.

“Well, now that it has been exposed, I don’t want to waste any time.”

 “Hurry up and get the championship and end this farce.”

boom!

Luo Ming suddenly kicked out and hit the demon lion's chest.

The demon lion's body flew out uncontrollably.

 Then Luo Ming's body flashed and appeared above him again.

　　Boom!

Hands together, they hit the demon lion's chest like a sledgehammer.

 Click!

A figure hit the ground hard, and a huge dent in his chest collapsed.

The demon lion has returned to its human form, and now it has air coming in and no air coming out.

　　Wow!

 The whole place was in an uproar!

 Everyone was shocked!

 The demon lion was defeated!

The eighth-level bronze level was defeated by the first-level bronze level!

Furthermore, the strength displayed by this demon lion makes people feel that it is completely inferior to the momentum of the eighth-level bronze!

“Damn it, this guy must be dragging his feet! How can the strength of the eighth-level bronze be like black iron? This is too watery!”

“That’s right! I’m really convinced by this bastard!”

“Are you deliberately defrauding us of our money and trying to get a 50-50 deal with Yalang!”

Everyone yelled at the demon lion.

Especially the friend who bet three million and almost jumped out of the audience and devoured the magic lion alive.

 But they didn't know that under the shock of the dragon's power, the demon lion could only exert half of its strength.

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Lin Moqing’s lips trembled.

This is 330,000 yuan. Has all the money she has been wasted like this?

“Wang…Wang Zhe, what should I do? Three hundred and thirty thousand, this is all the money I have!”

She looked at Wang Zhe at a loss.

It's just that Wang Zhe's face is a hundred times uglier than hers.

 Damn it, I’ve put a total of three million on it!

 Now you tell me that I lost, what should I do?

That's what I borrowed.

 If he told his father that he lost three million, he would really break his legs in anger.

 He is not a direct descendant of the Wang family, he is not comparable to the three Wang brothers!

“Three hundred and thirty thousand is nothing! I lost three million! Damn it!”

Wang Zhe’s eyes were red and his face was ferocious as he roared.

Lin Moqing was shocked by his appearance.

 “You...you are mean to me.”

Wang Zhe suddenly realized that he had lost his composure.

 Hurry to calm down.

“I’m sorry, Mo Qing, I’m sorry, I lost my composure, I’ll think of a way, I’ll find a way for you.”

 He took out his mobile phone.

He had no choice but to ask for help from his brothers, the three direct descendants of the Wang family.

 (End of this chapter)