System: I am a second-hand dealer in the world of immortality

At three o'clock in the morning (8:15), the stands on the second floor of the arena were crowded with people. Through the windows on the third floor, we could vaguely see many people in various private rooms on the third floor. Shen Xia was still glancing at the second floor. Several students wearing Qingjin arrived.

Yin Jing and his entourage have moved to a private room and are sitting together to dine together. The view here is wider. Sitting at the Eight Immortals table, one can clearly see the situation on the field through the floor-to-ceiling glazed windows.

"Masters and ladies, welcome to tonight's corner. We will have an epic showdown tonight!" There are devices similar to manned elevators in the air on the second and third floors. At this time, a man is standing on them. A middle-aged man, apparently the host.

"Do you still remember the Beast King Hongchao from three months ago? Tonight! He will return! Challenge the new Beast King Cheng Bing!" There was a burst of cheers on the second floor.

"There are still a quarter of an hour before the duel starts. Please hurry up and go to the second floor to place your bets..." The host on the elevator said a long list, probably introducing Hongchao and Cheng Bing. Shen Xia didn't pay attention to the past achievements.

At the same time, a performance similar to the opening dance was also going on on the battlefield. A group of people performed acrobatics such as Gao Yi, swallowing knives, walking on fire, and searching for a wooden stick.

Three minutes before Haishi (9 o'clock), a middle-aged man with a small beard entered the private room with a tray, bowed to several people and said: "City Lord, the odds of Hongchao are now 1 to 7, Cheng The odds for the pawn are 1 to 2.”

Yin Jing didn't even raise his head. He looked at the crowded betting table on the second floor. He casually took off the white jade bodhi bracelet from his wrist and threw it on the table: "Oshi Hongchao." Then he looked up at the crowd and said, "You can do whatever you want. Have fun."

Tan Bohan took out a stack of banknotes and put them on the table: "In that case, I'll escort Cheng Bing." Yin Jing was not disappointed by Tan Bohan's "singing the opposite" behavior, and raised his eyebrows and looked at the unplaced bets. of four people.

Wang, Sun, and Qian each took out their banknotes to bet. Sun Er and Qian? Bet on Hongchao, and Wang Yi bet on Cheng Bing. Yin Jing looked at Shen Xia, while Tan Bohan glanced at Shen Xia first and then looked at the bets on the table.

Only then did Shen Xia take out a low-grade spiritual stone from his pocket and said confidently: "I'll bet on Hongchao."

As soon as the low-grade spirit stone came out, everyone present's eyes lit up.

Generally speaking, spiritual stones are not allowed to circulate in the mortal world. Even disciples from the immortal world will go to designated banks to exchange them for gold or silver notes when they come to the mortal world. Therefore, spiritual stones are rarely seen in the mortal world. Spirit stones have a luster and softness that jade and crystal do not have, so even an ordinary low-grade spirit stone is a rare treasure in the mortal world.

Even though it was Yin Jing, he had only met her once or twice thanks to his sister.

"Is this a spiritual stone?" Yin Jing asked as he picked up the spiritual stone on the table and played with it.

"Yes," Shen Xia said without hesitation, "Since you want to play, you must have fun. I am the one who diagnoses and treats Hongchao. I should keep him safe both emotionally and rationally."

"Okay!" Yin Jing became even happier, "Miss Shen, I really saw you right!"

After the staff member who arrived at the venue collected the bets on the table, it was already midnight.

The host standing on the elevator was beating the gong: "Everyone! Everyone! The Duel of the Century is about to begin! It is about to begin! Those who have not placed bets, please hurry up!"

The iron doors on both sides of the battlefield were opened, and Hongchao and Cheng Bing came out with wrist-thick iron chains on their necks, hands, and feet. Only then did Shen Xia notice that Cheng Bing's ears had been cut off, and instead a pair of wolf ears were sewn on both sides of his head. Cheng Bing was not as tall as Hong Chao, and he seemed to be on the lean side. .

As the chains between the two were opened, the two rushed forward and entangled with each other at lightning speed. The two had no professional training and were fighting based on their physical instincts gained from fighting one after another.

Compared with fancy moves, this kind of close-quarters fighting is indeed more exciting.

Dust and gravel flew under the feet of the two men, and with every fierce attack and defense, the air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder smoke.

Hongchao's movements were quick and coordinated, and his attacks were as violent as a violent storm. The invisible speed and power crisscrossed the air, forming afterimages. Every swing and every leap is accompanied by the splash of dust and the release of energy.

Cheng Bing used clever steps and precise movements to dodge the attack and took advantage of Hong Chao's flaws to counterattack. Their bodies are like mirrors, accurately reflecting each other's every move.

Every time he fell down and every time he stood up, it touched the heartstrings of the spectators. Their cheers, cheers, exclamations and sighs mingled together. The sound of the two men's fierce fight echoed in every corner of the arena. The two of them were like ghosts, going back and forth between each other, with strong bodies and tight rhythm. Every attack they make is like a violent storm, without warning but extremely deadly.

Cheng Bing is like a ghost in the dark night. His movements are nimble and fast, moving in the rising sand and dust with unpredictable trajectories, which is staggering.

Hongchao is like a wild beast, his muscles appear more solid against the red skin, and his eyes are full of wildness and unyielding, as if he wants to devour everything.

Hongchao suddenly used a whirlwind kick and attacked Cheng Bing with fierce momentum. Cheng Bing showed no sign of weakness and responded with a domineering uppercut, and a thunderous impact sounded in the air.

However, Hongchao seemed to have anticipated the opponent's counterattack. He dodged the blow with an incredible posture, then quickly approached Cheng Bing and hit Cheng Bing hard in the chest with an elbow.

Cheng Bing groaned in pain and leaned back involuntarily. He quickly adjusted his posture and instantly knocked Hongchao to the ground with a sweeping kick. Immediately afterwards, he pounced on Hongchao like a mad lion, waving his iron fist and hitting the opponent hard.

Hongchao successfully defused the opponent's attack with a clever over-the-shoulder throw. Then he stood up and started a new round of fierce duel with Cheng Bing.

In the end, Hongchao broke through Cheng Bing's defense with a precise straight punch and hit him on the wolf's ear. Cheng Bing's body shook and he fell to the ground weakly.

Hongchao panted slightly and stood beside Cheng Bing, panting heavily with his hands raised and looking up at the private rooms on the third floor. His every move was filled with the glory and majesty of a victor.

Someone on the third floor threw a few wads of silver notes down, pushing tonight's duel to a climax. A large number of silver coins, money notes, jewelry and jade were thrown onto the battlefield as if they were free of money. These gamblers are having a blast.

These cheers and treasures all belong to Hongchao, and Hongchao is anxiously looking at the various private rooms on the third floor. It was not until he saw the familiar figure in front of the glazed window of a private room on the third floor that he felt sincerely He happily let out a winner's roar.