Chapter 842 Then, let’s start!

"Is that true? The Twelve-Winged Angels put forward a bet of 2 billion guild resources..." A slightly deep voice rang in Lu Bu's ears.

"Well, I don't know if I should agree to him..." Lu Bu replied with a solemn expression.

"How likely are you to win against the Twelve-Winged Angel? I want to listen to the truth." A deep voice spoke again.

Lu Bu thought about it and said seriously: "When it comes to Cao Gong, based on the boss level they used in the first two games, and the level of the artifact, I have only about 50% of the winning rate..."

Cao Gong seemed to have expected this result and smiled and said, "You didn't say that just now. Didn't you say it confidently? Are you 90% sure to beat him?"

Lu Bu smiled bitterly and said, "That's just a battle to attack the heart..."

Cao Gong smiled: "Lu Bu, if I don't let you fight with the Twelve-Winged Angel this time, I'm afraid you will hold a grudge against me in the future, right?"

"This, how is this possible...I..." Lu Bu was anxious to defend himself, but was interrupted by Cao Gong: "The guild will give you a bet of 2 billion yuan. You should go and compete with him boldly! I also want to see how strong the Twelve-Winged Angel has been improved in the past few months."

Lu Bu shouted with joy, "Duke Cao, don't worry! I will definitely not disappoint you."

"That's 2 billion guild resources. If you say more or less, how could you agree so hasty? What if the Twelve-winged Angels beat Lu Bu, what should I do?" Not long after Lu Bu left, another voice appeared.

Cao Gong smiled and said, "We lost two consecutive games, and now there is no room for us to choose. We can only fight and win. If we lose, we will be able to maintain our strength for three months."

"You are a typical gambling mentality... Alas, I hope Lu Bu can win."

A corner of the audience seat of the arena—

"Oh? I'll be back so soon. It seems that I got the consent of your president?" Zhang Mu stood up and looked at Lu Bu.

Lu Bu groaned, "Stop talking nonsense, place bets, let's see the truth."

Just as Lu Bu turned around and was about to leave, Zhang Mu's voice drilled into his ears: "Don't think it's great to invite the 'hidden world'... Later, I will let you see my true strength, I will let you experience what hell is..."

Lu Bu's face was gloomy and gloomy. He gritted his teeth and said nothing, and took the people into the arena directly.

"Let's enter the field too." Zhang Mu waved his hand, Di Valen, Tang Xuan, the lucky hand, and the one-eyed pirates stood up one after another.

The audience seat of the arena, which accommodated hundreds of millions of spectators, suddenly became quiet, and countless eyes were concentrated on Zhang Mu and his group of five. They knew that the real finale was about to take place.

No matter how far Zhang Mu's strength is, in the eyes of these audiences, he is always the legendary "the world's number one master" and an undefeated myth.

"The good show is finally coming! I'm impatient to wait."

"Haha! That's of course, Chinatown Twelve Wings Angels vs Wei, Shu, Wu and Lu Bu, these two teams are super strong! If you really fight later, it will definitely be much more exciting than Hollywood movies!"

"Hey, you said, who can win?"

"This is naturally the twelve-winged angel. He is at least the best in the world."

"Not necessarily, Lu Bu's strength is super strong! Not only that, there are the three foreigners behind him, one is the Pope of the 'Religious Court' and the other is the Pope of the 'Heaven Court', and the other is the Pope of the 'Heaven Court', whose strength is unfathomable!"

"What's the use of saying these now? Only when the fight is really started will you know who is better."

...

Just as Zhang Mu, Lu Bu and his gang entered the tunnel to pay gold coins and make bets for the third battle, there were a lot of discussion in the audience, and the sound was so loud that it even overshadowed the thunder roaring in the distance.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the bright crescent moon was like a shy young woman, hiding her half-naked body in layers of dark clouds, revealing only half of her head, peeking at the land.

‘Crack!’ A lightning flash suddenly cut through the night sky, and a heavy rain fell over the open-air arena!

Stepping on the muddy land, Zhang Mu and Lu Bu and the other two appeared on both sides of the arena at the same time.

"Ahhh! Alas!"

"Twelve-Winged Angel! Come on!"

"Boss! Come on!"

"Brother Lu Bu! Kill me, give them some colors!"

The audience was in full swing!

Cheers resounded throughout the sky!

"Zhuoma, Pope, Pope, the strength of the Twelve Wings is extraordinary. If you have any killer moves, it is best to use them from the beginning. Don't hide your own personal information." Lu Bu lowered his voice.

All three nodded. They were all top figures standing on the pyramid. How could they make low-level mistakes when facing strong enemies?

As the four golden words "Gladiator Begins" appear above the arena, they immediately shattered into powder, and the Battle of the Century finally began!

"Come out! Jie Ba!"

"Heavenly Fighting God!"

"Great Mantra Master!"

“…”

Ten people summoned the boss almost at the same time.

As soon as these bosses appeared, many players who had the honor of watching Zhang Mu fight with Tang Xuan were immediately stunned.

"Hey hey hey hey! I've seen the two bosses used by the Twelve-Winged Angel and Kasa! Just two months ago... they fought here! Damn, it turned out to be theirs!"

"Damn, I've been wondering, who is so strong? It turns out he is the boss!"

"These bosses... are so fucking perverts!"

“…”

“…”

"So that's it... exactly the same as I guess. Jie Ba is indeed the boss of the twelve-winged angel..." Lu Bu said gloomyly.

"I am worthy of being the elite among the elite, among the masters... Among the five bosses, there are actually one fifth-grade, three fourth-grade, and one third-grade." Zhang Mu ignored the shouts around him, but locked his eyes tightly in Lu Bu's team.

Zhang Mu: Jie Eighth, fourth rank, 600,000 units.

Tang Xuan: Heavenly Fighting God, fourth-grade, 500,000 units.

Divalen: Great Mantra Master, fourth-grade, 450,000 units.

Lucky Hand: Taotie Tree, fourth grade, 500,000 units.

One-eyed Pirate: One-eyed Dragon, fourth-grade, 700,000 units.

Zhuoma: Ancient Winged Dragon, fifth grade, 700,000 units.

Lu Bu: God of War Lu Bu, fourth rank, 500,000 units.

St. Paul I: Sharpshooter, fourth grade, 400,000 units.

Teres: Seal Sword Emperor, fourth-grade, 600,000 units.

Sima Yi: Flame Devil, third-grade, 400,000 units.

"Chinese Wing, you should be the commander, how to fight." Divalen looked over.

"Don't move first, just stand and watch the show. Let me give them a warning..." Zhang Mu *** said with a tongue.

"Are you alone?" Tang Xuan was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!