I will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains.
At this moment, this is the feeling of everyone.
Since the box is suspended in the air, you can see the sea of people below, and each person looks as small as an ant.
To put it bluntly, sitting in the box can make you feel superior!
Soon, the entire arena was packed with people, and the place was bustling with activity!
"Welcome all the audiences from the nine heavens and ten earths to our duel arena!"
In the center of the dueling arena is a ring.
At this time, a powerful host from the divine realm appeared on the stage and said some opening remarks.
After all, such a grand event must have an opening ceremony.
In addition to the entire Xuanquan territory, people from the other nine heavens and ten lands appeared at the duel arena today to participate.
After all, the treasures dug out from the depths of Daxutian are of interest not only to the people of Xuanquandi, but also to people from all over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
After the host said a lot of words, finally, the first fight began.
The first to appear were two powerful virtual god-level warriors from the Darkborn Demon Clan. Some of their acupuncture points were sealed, which made them unable to use their magical powers or even fly, and they could only engage in hand-to-hand combat in the arena.
In the end, only one person survives.
This is an old characteristic of the ancient dragon people. After all, they are not on good terms with the dark demons, and they like to capture people who have been provoked by the dark demons and use them as their death warriors in the duel.
However, since the powerful Darkin Demons in the God Realm were too difficult to capture, there was no other choice but to use only two Darkin Demons in the Virtual God Realm for the opening ceremony.
"Humph, damn the Ancient Dragon Clan, are they deliberately humiliating our Darkborn Demon Clan?"
In box number 271, Jin Wang, Mu Zhen, and Shang are in this box.
People of their status could not squeeze into ordinary seats like the ordinary audiences below, they must sit in the boxes.
However, since they bought the box quite late, it was basically sold out by then.
However, as long as the funds are in place, there is nothing that cannot be accomplished.
In the end, Mu Zhen paid the know-it-all to get him a private room.
On the Wanshitong side, he found a scalper and secured a seat in the box where they were currently standing at the price of 120,000 Divine Sources.
This price is exactly twice as expensive as Lin Ye’s 60,000 divine sources.
At this time, I have to praise Mr. Lin’s connections.
Although this guy may be bragging a bit, he actually did a great job.
On the other hand, Wanshitong also received a ten percentage point commission.
Therefore, Mu Zhen finally spent a total of 132,000 divine sources to get this box.
This price can be said to be astronomical.
However, for people of Mu Zhen's level, this amount of divine power is nothing.
It just feels a bit like being slaughtered, and it makes people feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.
"After we go back, we will also set up an arena like this, specifically to capture the ancient dragons for a life-and-death duel."
King Jin snorted coldly, wanting to give the man a taste of his own medicine.
Obviously, the actions of the ancient dragon people made him very unhappy.
Chen Xuan, who was in the box, naturally also saw the two Darkborn demons below fighting in hand-to-hand combat.
Chen Xuan and the others didn't feel much, but as for Chen Luo, his face was as gloomy as water the whole time.
After all, they are of the same race, so there will be some sense of grief for the loss of another.
"It's boring. It's really boring."
Manying was yawning, looking uninterested.
He felt that these two powerful Virtual God-level warriors of the Darkborn Demon Clan were simply too weak. Watching them engage in a life-and-death fight was like watching two kids playing house. It made him fall asleep.
"I can strangle these two weaklings to death with just one hand."
Manying said boredly.
"That's because you are in the God Realm, and the other two are only in the Virtual God Realm. You can easily kill them by bullying the weak."
Chen Luo glanced at him sideways and spoke with some dissatisfaction.
Man Ying snorted in disdain and said proudly, "Even if I'm not in the God Realm, but in the Virtual God Realm like them, I can easily crush these two brats to death."
He is a barbarian, extremely strong, and very confident in his body.
You know, when Chen Xuan used his indestructible body to fight him head-on, he still couldn't gain the upper hand. This shows how outrageous the barbarians' physical strength is!
"Stop talking big here."
Chen Luo snorted coldly.
"Oh, you don't believe me? Do you want to fight me? I'll beat you to a pulp."
Man Ying immediately became unhappy and started cursing.
However, Chen Luo ignored him and focused his eyes on the battle below.
Like him, Master Lin also focused his attention on the following.
At this moment, Master Lin clenched his fists and kept shouting, "Come on, No. 1, kill No. 2 for me!"
In his hand, he was holding a sign that read: Number One, Ten Thousand Divine Sources, Odds 1.
This guy placed a bet with the dealer and bet a full 10,000 divine sources in the first battle.
If we lose, these ten thousand divine sources will be wasted.
If he wins, he will be able to earn 10,000 divine sources.
There are a total of ten games tonight, in order, they are numbered 1 to 20.
Master Lin bought tickets for all ten games, spending a total of 100,000 Divine Sources.
I can only say that this guy has a serious gambling addiction and is involved in everything from eating, drinking, whoring to gambling.
I don't know how this guy cultivated to the divine realm.
"Young Marquis, the people you are concerned about are in Box 98."
"Except for Lin Feng who spent 100,000 Divine Sources to bet on the match, the rest of the people in their box did not place any bets."
Below the arena, in a private room, one can clearly see everything that happens in the arena. At this moment, a servant is reporting from behind the young marquis.
"They came to the arena to watch the duel, but they didn't place any bets. It seems that these people also came for the things dug out from the depths of the ruins."
The young marquis smiled faintly.
In fact, he himself knew very well that most of the people who came here tonight came for the things dug out from the depths of Daxu.
"Since no one is interested in the duel, give the order to speed up the process."
"Tell the slaves who are about to go into battle that they must finish the battle within one stick of incense. If the battle is not finished within one stick of incense, both of them will die!"
The corners of the young marquis' mouth rose, and a cold and ruthless look flashed across his face.
He was going to speed up the process and force the slaves to kill him.
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