Chapter 561 Betting 1 million on Xi Zihan
Gu Li looked at the waiter next to him and said, "I want to place a bet!"
The waiter asked respectfully, "Sir, who do you want to suppress?"
Gu Li said calmly, "One hundred million, bet on Xi Zihan to win."
"Okay, your bet here... one hundred million?" The servant's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.
The young servant secretly grumbled in his heart, she only bet 10 million on him, why did this man bet so much.
Gu Li didn't seem to care about the servant's surprise. He just nodded calmly and emphasized again: "I bet on him to win."
"Okay, okay." The servant finally came back to his senses and took the space ring handed to him by Gu Li with slightly trembling hands.
He left trembling, still marveling at the huge stakes.
At the same time, on the ring, Xi Zihan was walking onto the stage calmly.
His opponent was a young man named Yukoda.
Yu Kemu looked Xi Zihan up and down, frowned slightly, and said with a little disdain: "Late stage of the Spiritual Movement Realm?"
Xi Zihan looked calm and just nodded slightly, without any anger of being looked down upon.
Yu Kemu smacked his lips and said with dissatisfaction: "Tsk, why did you assign such a weak one to me?"
Compared with his own strength at the peak of the Lingdong Realm, Xi Zihan, who was in the late Lingdong Realm, was no match at all.
At this moment, Gu Li's voice came from the audience: "Ahan, I bet 100 million on you. If you lose, you're dead."
Xi Zihan, who was just about to take action, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard this.
The opponent's strength is one level higher than his, and he is at the peak of the Spiritual Realm.
Still betting so much.
When Yu Kemu heard Gu Li's call, he glanced in the direction of Gu Li and his heart couldn't help but move.
This guy actually has a beautiful woman betting on him, and the amount is so huge.
Since the other party is weaker than him, he will not miss such a good opportunity to make money.
So Yukomu quickly raised his hand and shouted, “Wait!”
Xi Zi Han looked at him in confusion.
Yu Kemu said proudly: "I will raise the bet by 10 million and bet on myself to win."
After saying that, he took out a space ring from his arms and handed it to the referee beside him.
The referee took the ring, confirmed it was correct, and announced Yukoda's raise.
When the audience heard this, they immediately started talking about it.
"It seems that Yu Kemu is sure of winning, and he even dares to raise the bet."
"Xi Zihan is no simple person. He was able to get that woman to place a bet of 100 million yuan. Maybe he really has some hidden card."
"I feel something is wrong. Isn't that woman the one who bet on me to win just now?" A sharp-eyed person in the crowd suddenly spoke up, attracting the attention of those around him.
"Yes, I remember it too. She did bet on herself to win before, and now she is betting on Xi Zihan. There must be something fishy here." Another person echoed.
"I also bet on Xi Zi Han to win." Just as everyone was talking, a young cultivator suddenly stood up and said loudly.
Since this woman who spends billions of dollars is so optimistic about Xi Zihan, maybe Xi Zihan really has some outstanding qualities and is worth a try.
"I'll bet too." Someone else was encouraged and shouted.
"I also."
"I also……"
For a moment, many people were motivated and chose to follow Gu Li and bet on Xi Zi Han to win.
One move costs 100 million crystal stones. How can you dare to bet so much without being completely sure?
However, there are also many calm people in the spirit fighting arena.
Many people saw the obvious level gap between Xi Zi Han and Yu Kemu, and still chose to bet on Yu Kemu.
In the face of absolute strength, any tricks will be of no avail.
As a strong man at the peak of the Lingdong realm, it seems that Yu Kemu’s victory over Xi Zihan, who is in the late Lingdong realm, is a foregone conclusion.
Yu Kemu looked at Xi Zihan who looked calm on the other side, and a nameless fire surged in his heart. He snorted coldly and said, "I want to see what you are capable of."
Xi Zihan just nodded lightly and responded casually: "Yeah."
Although he seemed calm, he was actually prepared for a fight in his heart and was watching Yukomu's every move closely.
In order to end this game, which he thought was a foregone conclusion, as quickly as possible, Yu Kemu had no intention of letting up.
He quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted, "The power of ice element - penetrates every hole."
As his voice fell, vast blue spiritual power surged out of his body.
It quickly condensed in the air and in the blink of an eye formed countless sharp blades flashing with cold light.
For a moment, the entire competition stage was covered with these ice blades.
Xi Zihan didn't move at all, just stood there quietly, looking like he was frightened to others.
The audience suddenly exploded.
"Why isn't he hiding? Has he given up?"
"He has nowhere to hide. The ice blades cover the entire arena." Another person said helplessly.
"Think of a solution quickly, I'm betting on you to win!" A man who looked like a gambler shouted loudly, his face full of anxiety and anger.
Yu Kemu looked at Xi Zihan's lack of reaction, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Go to hell!"
As he finished speaking, all the sharp blades shot towards Xi Zihan like arrows.
The scene was like a storm of ice blades that was about to completely swallow Xi Zihan.
Just when everyone thought that Xi Zihan was doomed to die, a shocking scene happened.
The sharp blades that were flying towards Xi Zihan stopped moving when they got close to his body.
A layer of mysterious purple light slowly emanated from Xi Zihan's body, forming a protective shield that blocked all the blue blades.
The ice blade collided with the shield, making a series of "sizzling" sounds and splashing countless sparks of spiritual power.
"Lightning element shield! How can it be so strong?" a knowledgeable audience member shouted in surprise.
"No, that looks like thunder from the sky!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed in disbelief.
"How can it be!"
Others expressed doubts. After all, the power of heavenly thunder was extremely rare and powerful. How could a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritual Realm possibly master it?
At this moment, Yu Kemu on the ring was also shocked by this scene and his eyes widened. He never thought that Xi Zihan could display such a powerful defensive method.
Xi Zihan looked at Yu Kemu who was in shock, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said softly: "Although I really want to play for a while before ending, it is better to end it early just in case."
Yu Kemu had not had time to recover from the powerful defense displayed by Xi Zihan, and did not even see how he disappeared.
Suddenly, there was a piercing pain in my back.
Xi Zi Han moved behind Yu Kemu in an instant.
The fist wrapped in rich spiritual power smashed towards Yu Kemu's back without hesitation.
There was a loud "bang", like a muffled thunder exploding on the competition stage.
Yukemu's sturdy body flew straight into the distance like a cannonball.
His body dragged a long trail on the ground, and the hard ground was scratched into a deep groove like tofu, and dust was flying.