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Chapter 475: One Hundred Thousand Bets

Su Mo's fist is boundless and powerful. Even if he does not use all his strength, it is not something that ordinary fourth-level warriors in the True Gang Realm can withstand.

Not to mention that the tall and strong young man is only at the fourth level of the True Gang Realm, even at the sixth level of the True Gang Realm, he will be defeated instantly.

The vast fist force hit the shield. After a loud bang, the tall and strong young man's figure instantly flew backwards, passing through a straight light and hitting a rock wall in the canyon.

Rumble!

The rock wall was cracked, and the gravel was flying all over the sky. The tall and strong young man was gone and was completely bombarded into the mountains deep in the rock wall.

Hiss! Hiss!

Many people who were following this battle immediately took a breath. Lin Kun, who has always been known for his strong defense, was actually punched into the mountain with one punch.

Huang Yao's eyes suddenly widened, her face full of disbelief, and she stared at the cracked rock wall.

One punch!

It was solved with one punch!

Huang Yao's delicate mouth couldn't help but twitch. Shaoqing, she looked at Hong Qingxuan and said with a little blame, "Junior Sister Hong, Su Mo is so strong, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Huang Yao felt her face a little hot. She obviously looked down on Su Mo in her previous words, but now Su Mo's strength seems to have given him a loud slap in the face, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

There was a hint of mockery in Hong Qingxuan's beautiful eyes. She had already said clearly before that Su Mo would win, because the other party was disdainful of him, but now he would shirk responsibility!

Another woman in blue, Liu Xian, shook her head helplessly when she saw this. Although he didn't know Su Mo's specific strength, he could think that Su Mo was not easy to be valued so much by Hong Qingxuan, who had always been arrogant.

On the battlefield.

Su Mo was speechless by defeating the tall and strong young man with one punch: "This is also called invincible defense? Will you die, right?"

Su Mo smiled bitterly. He just used a small part of his strength to bombard the opponent into the mountain. With this little defense, the opponent dared to threaten that his defense was invincible!

After a little leaning, the tall and strong young man broke through the gravel and rushed out of the mountain, his face pale and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

"I won, six thousand medium-grade spirit stones!" Su Mo said with a smile. The other party's bet was 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and 30% of them would be 6,000 yuan.

The tall and strong young man Lin Kun looked ugly. He didn't expect that Su Mo's strength was far from his imagination. His invincible defense at the same level was simply vulnerable to the opponent's side.

He was willing to accept the loss of the bet, and then Lin Kun took out 6,000 medium-grade spirit stones and handed them over to Su Mo.

Su Mo put away the spirit stone and sighed. In just a moment, he earned nine thousand medium-grade spirit stones. If it was converted into a low-grade spirit stone, it would be nine million. Although this kind of profitability is not as good as robbery, it is also very good!

After a moment of pondering, Su Mo did not return to the canyon above and was ready to start a bet.

The bets made by others are still too small, and the challenger can only win 30%. Although the amount of earning spirit stones is not slow, he needs too many spirit stones and he must increase the bets.

Then, Su Mo looked up at both sides of the canyon above and said loudly: "Su Mo is at the Lower Qingtian Peak, and start a bet on a 100,000 medium-grade spirit stone. Anyone below the fourth level of the True Gang Realm can come and fight!"

Su Mo's words spread all over the world and caused a sensation.

"What? The bet for a hundred thousand medium-grade spirit stone?"

"This...even if it is a real-life gambling, there are rarely such a big bet. Is this person so confident?"

"So this person is a disciple of Qingtianfeng, and he is indeed arrogant!"

Everyone was shocked by the bet set by Su Mo. The 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and ordinary True Gang realm warriors may not be able to bear it.

Some people who did not know Su Mo at first finally knew Su Mo's identity, and turned out to be a genius from Qingtianfeng.

On the canyon, Huang Yao's beautiful eyes widened, and a hint of astonishment flashed across her face.

"Su Mo... is a disciple of Qingtian Peak!" Huang Yao was shocked. Qingtian Peak was all evil geniuses. Su Mo was actually a disciple of Qingtian Peak, which was completely beyond her expectations.

Huang Yao suddenly realized in her heart, no wonder Hong Qingxuan was so friendly to Su Mo. Which woman could refuse a genius of this level!

"Brother Su Mo, come on! Your talent can bloom in Tianling Sect as well!" Hong Qingxuan stood by the canyon, the breeze blew his temples and her long skirt. She just quietly looked at the boy on the battlefield.

After Su Mo spoke, he stood proudly on the battlefield, waiting for the arrival of the challenger.

The cultivation limit of this bet he started was below the fourth level of the True Gang Realm. In other words, the highest cultivation level of the challenger can only be the same as him.

Su Mo did not set the limit of cultivation too high, but instead took the idea of ​​gradual progress, first won some spirit stones at the same level, and then relaxed the limit of cultivation when no one at the same level was challenged.

Otherwise, he would set his cultivation level very high from the beginning. He would directly show his strength to the battle of two or three levels of cultivation. Some people who are at the same level as him or who are slightly higher in cultivation will not dare to challenge them at all, and he will earn less spirit stones.

However, Su Mo's powerful strength has been exposed a lot because of the battle just now and the battle to kill Zheng Renjie. After the bet was issued, no one came to challenge it for a quarter of an hour.

"Don't anyone dare to fight?" Su Mo frowned slightly.

At this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded above the canyon, and a black figure descended.

"Yes, Qingtianfeng's genius is qualified to let me take action."

A black figure descended on the battlefield. It was a boy in a black suit. He looked only sixteen or seventeen, with a cold face and a slightly evil look.

"It's Xiang Ming, it's Xiang Ming from Mo Tian Peak who took action!"

"Xiang Ming is a peerless genius at Motian Peak. His combat power is against the sky. I wonder who is better than Su Mo?"

"Haha! Only when there is a good show, the genius showdown will there be a chance."

The boy in black came to power and suddenly aroused many people's exclamations, which shows that this person is quite famous in the Tianling Sect.

There are hundreds of thousands of disciples of Tianling Sect, and there are evil geniuses on Qingtian Peak, and there are naturally many evil geniuses on other peaks.

"You are very good! It is said that Qingtian Peak is a monster, and I have never had a chance to try it. Today is a chance." Xiang Ming's boy stared at Su Mo with his eyes curled up slightly.

Su Mo looked at the other party and did not see anything special about the other party. However, since this person is so confident, he must not be weak.

"Let's start!" Su Mo said lightly without any thought of talking nonsense to the other party.

"I want the 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

Xiang Ming sneered, and the aura on his body immediately became violent, and the black Gangyuan surrounded his body.

"Fighting the Demon Fist!"
Chapter completed!
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