???

Dingchan was stunned by this sound.

In his entire life, no one has ever dared to speak to him in this tone!

He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Baihu from the side.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Bai Hu's expression and mood were extremely bad!

He didn't look at meditation.

Instead, he looked at Qiansheng's corpse on the life-and-death duel arena with bloodshot eyes.

In the normal mode of the Arena, no corpses will be generated.

Because it's normal mode, players don't really die.

Only in a fight of life and death, where one person truly dies, will corpses be produced.

At this time, the audience looked at the corpse on the stage and discussed in surprise -

"Hey guys? You were defeated in seconds? Wasn't Qian Sheng very arrogant just now?"

"It's normal to be killed in seconds! Even Ding Chan was killed in seconds by Jiang Yi, how can Qian Sheng not be killed in seconds?"

"That's right! This result is just as expected!"

"But didn't Qian Sheng just say that he had a scapegoat so he couldn't die? Who of you knows what happens when the scapegoat takes effect? ​​Will there be a corpse left behind?"

"That's not right! I remember that after the scapegoat takes effect, the corpse should turn into a ball of black smoke and then disappear!"

"This...this Chisho's corpse, why hasn't it turned into black smoke yet? Could it be that he is not dead? Impossible! The rules of the fighting arena will not go wrong!"

"I! I suddenly wondered - Qian Sheng said he had a scapegoat, but that was completely his personal opinion! No one has verified it! So could it be that... he actually didn't have a scapegoat at all?"

"What the hell??? You mean to say that Qian Sheng is using the scapegoat argument to trick Jiang Yi into giving up the life-and-death fight?"

"Good job guys! This is such a cool game! You really fooled me!"

"If I were Jiang Yi, I would have given up the life-and-death fight and taken the million points as compensation!"

"Fuck! So Qian Sheng didn't have a scapegoat, and he's still so arrogant?? He just killed himself this time?"

"This Qian Sheng is really outrageous! He dares to lie and yet he is so arrogant! It's really... hard to judge him!"

"Fuck! I suddenly have doubts now. Could it be that Uncle Bai Ke really wants to harm Qian Sheng on purpose? Otherwise, without a scapegoat, he would have dared to offer such a low price..."

"That makes sense! The key is Qiansheng himself. He seemed to have no idea that his uncle wanted to harm him until his death! How pathetic!"

The audience area is actually just for watching the show and joining in the fun.

As spectators, they really enjoyed watching this farce.

Different audiences have different versions of conspiracy theories in their minds.

As the classic saying goes:

There are a thousand Hamlet melons in a thousand jackals' eyes:)

And in a luxurious VIP box.

A middle-aged man with a mustache looked at the corpse of Qiansheng on the stage, pondered for a moment, and suddenly sighed:

“What a pity…”

Next to the middle-aged man with a short beard was a young man who was only 1.5 meters tall. He also looked regretful and shook his head slightly.

And if Qian Sheng were still alive, he would definitely recognize this young man.

This short boy was none other than Saki Sekiguchi who had sniped and killed him!

Sekiguchi Saki didn't take Chisho seriously at first.

He wasn't even interested in the so-called undead using their bodies to make filament rings.

After all…

Although it is said that possessing the undead can conquer Nirvana.

But has anyone really done it?

Most races simply cannot afford the expense of raising the Undead to the point where they can conquer the Nirvana Death Zone!

And let’s put aside the point of Nirvana and death.

In his eyes, the undead are nothing more than powerful fighters. The key is that it takes time and effort to grow them.

It is far less attractive than the immortals who win nine out of ten times.

Yes.

I was about to leave the arena and stop paying attention to this farce.

He suddenly heard a word——

scapegoat!

Qian Sheng said that he had a scapegoat!

It was this point that made Sekiguchi Saki stay and continue watching.

What a pity...

It's definitely a lie.

Sekiguchi Saki was speechless and hopeful.

The middle-aged man with a mustache next to him sighed and analyzed:

"I wonder if Qiansheng's uncle Baihu knows the secret of the scapegoat."

"If he knew the secret of the scapegoat, but deliberately let his nephew use the scapegoat to deceive people..."

"That's the truth. You want to kill his nephew, right?"

The short boy also nodded.

But after thinking for a moment, he shook his head slowly:

"As a mere Wuying Clan, you should not be able to access secrets at that level."

"If it is the meditation of the hundreds of races throughout the ages, then there is a certain possibility that they will know."

"And if Dingchan knew the secret of the scapegoat, but still let Qiansheng announce that he had a scapegoat..."

"Ha!" Sekiguchi Saki laughed, "That must be that Chisho or Hyakutsu who pissed him off."

The middle-aged man with a short mustache also nodded with a smile: "Yes, among the truly knowledgeable people today, who dares to loudly claim that they have a scapegoat?"

However, as he spoke, the mustache man's expression suddenly changed, and he whispered:

"I heard that some Curse Clan players deliberately used the special wheel with the 'scapegoat' option to pick on the weaker races."

"When someone really draws a 'scapegoat', kill him instantly, and then collect the 'exclusive life plate' peeled off by those players after their death..."

When Sekiguchi Saki heard the word "Curse Clan", a trace of disgust flashed across her eyes, and she sneered:

"It is indeed something that a dirty race would do."

The mustache man sighed again: "Nowadays, there are many people in the market who know how to tie up 'scapegoats'. Almost all of them are dead."

"The remaining ones are only those with strong backgrounds. No one dares to provoke them easily."

Sekiguchi Sakaya sighed: "Who could have thought..."

"As the situation changes, what was once the most popular means of saving lives has now become a death warrant..."

As he spoke, the short boy looked at Jiang Yi on the stage again and sighed:

"I don't know if Jiang Yi has ever tied up a scapegoat."

The mustache man raised his eyebrows and stared at Jiang Yi for a while, then sighed:

"I don't know. But his special horoscope must be worth a lot of money."

As he said this, he shook his head and said, "It's not just worth the money..."

Just thinking about it, his eyes couldn't help but sparkle.