"No, right? Just such a black python? It's not enough to look at Han Yuelang?"

"It seems that the odds are very low next time, so there is no winning chance."

"That's right, what else is there to look good in a completely crushing situation?"

Countless people in the audience shook their heads. As the ever-winning monster, they won fifteen times in a row, and they actually arranged such an opponent for it. What's the point of this beast fighting?

At this time, Lin Yun was led to the ring. Hearing the discussions of people around him, he obviously understood what was going on and looked at the crowd below who were booing.

Lin Yun smiled coldly, I'm afraid you will be even more disappointed later!

At this time, the cold moon wolf in people's mouth slowly stepped onto the ring, covered in white hair and blue eyes that were cold and fierce, giving people a feeling of arrogance and cruelty!

The pressure emitted by the Han Yue Wolf has reached the peak of the ninth level of myth!

In contrast, the black python transformed into Lin Yun is dull, just like an ordinary person, and the realm is quite different. The aura revealed is only half a step of the ninth level of the myth. By comparison, the black python is sure to lose!

However, the deacon obviously knew that such a scene would happen. He seemed to be ready, and smiled slightly, and then said: "Don't be disappointed. In view of the situation, the pattern of the betting has been changed. In addition to the victory or defeat, it has increased how long the black python can last in front of the Han Yuelang."

"One minute, odds are one. Three minutes, one two, five minutes, one five, one five, one nine, ten minutes, one nine, and two, one hundred, one nine, if more than ten minutes, then twice, fifteen minutes, three times."

After these words, many people suddenly lit up. The gambling mode is almost the same, and they all said:

"Hey, it's good, I think it's less than a minute. After all, the difference in strength between the two is too big. Although they make little money, if they invest more, they can at least make some money."

"This black python is indeed average, it's just an ordinary black python. It seems that the Hanyue Wolf has no pressure this time. If I press it for a minute, the Hanyue Wolf can solve this black python."

"Well, yes, but be safer. It's obviously safer to hold the odds of a little over three minutes, plus the odds of the Black Moon Wolf winning. Although this black python is ordinary, it also has a half-step ninth level of myth. It's estimated that it can hold on for three minutes when it's a wretched fight."

Waiting for the crowd below to finish betting, the host slowly retreated after announcing the start of the competition with a smile.

On the ring, Han Yuelang exuded a sense of arrogance and cruelty, and his expression of looking at the black python was full of contempt.

Lin Yun sneered in his heart, but his appearance was not flawed, and he showed a look of fear. He watched Han Yuelang approaching step by step and kept retreating.

Soon, the black python was forced to the corner of the ring.

"Beat it, it's been ten seconds. Han Yuelang, hurry up, kill this black python to death."

"Hurry, kill the black python, kill it!"

"Tear it and trample on this black python."

The crowd below kept shouting, as if he couldn't help but want to see the Hanyue Wolf tear apart the black python.

More gamblers made many bets, and when they saw that Han Yuelang had not taken action, they couldn't help but urge them.

At this time, seeing the black python being forced to retreat to the corner, the Han Yuelang's intention of playing was satisfied. With the shouts of the crowd, it moved!

"call out!"

It was like a white light passing by, and a powerful aura filled the ring.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the black python was slapped under the ground by Han Yuelang's claws, smashing a deep pit!

"Ao."

Seeing that the black python was so vulnerable, Han Yuelang couldn't help but roar with pride and contempt, full of pride!

At this time, the black python slowly crawled out of the pit, a wound appeared on its body, and blood slowly flowed down.

In fact, with the power of the Han Yue Wolf's attack, Lin Yun's true dragon body could not be damaged at all. This wound was deliberately exposed by Lin Yun in order not to reveal his flaws.

Looking at the Cold Moon Wolf that kept roaring, Lin Yun sneered in his heart. At this time, there were many ears and eyes. Although the body of the true dragon could not be exposed, and other talents were not many attacking and killing methods.

However, it is only a breeze to kill this cold moon wolf!

Perhaps a few days ago, it would be difficult for Lin Yun to not reveal his original body. After all, Han Yuelang has reached the peak of the ninth level of myth.

But now, Lin Yun has reached the ninth level of half a step of mythology, and there is also the powerful helper of the Chaos Demon Silkworm. It is no problem to deal with this cold moon wolf!

However, although Lin Yun was sure to win, he also had a faint doubt in his heart.

Although the previous attack of Han Yuelang was sufficient, the power that actually fell on Lin Yun was at most the strength of the eighth level of myth?

Thoughts were like lightning, Lin Yun thought lightly and quickly understood something. Obviously, this was a routine in the Colosseum and was sure to collect a wave of leeks.

On the surface, the strength of the two sides is too large, so many people must be suppressed in a short period of time, and the Hanyue Wolf can kill Lin Yun.

Moreover, the vast majority, as long as they are not brainless, will definitely defeat Han Yuelang based on the strength shown by both sides.

Only a small number of people will hit the odds of five minutes, so they lost a little, but the game between one and three minutes was profitable.

With the offset between the two sides, the Colosseum will definitely make a profit without losing money.

Very calculating!

Lin Yun sneered in his heart, but it was a pity that this black python was transformed by Lin Yun!

"Are you wrong? Is this awkward? Han Yuelang is about to tear him apart."

"You are the king who won fifteen games in a row. Hurry up, tear him apart."

Countless people shouted, and it seemed that the scene of the black python being torn apart.

In fact, the same is true.

"Boom boom boom!"

As time goes by, the Hanyue Wolf's offensive becomes more and more fierce, gradually increasing from the eighth level of myth to the ninth level, increasing in this way, the early, middle and late stages of the ninth level...

The black python transformed by Lin Yun was also happy to cooperate.

This time, Lin Yun wants to let those who watch monsters fight all day long to have a heavy bleeding!!!

Near five minutes!

Han Yuelang finally completely exploded his powerful strength and kept falling towards Lin Yun!

The sharp claws that were like ice, emitting a strong cold air came towards Lin Yun's claws.

But as the five minutes approached, Han Yuelang was filled with sharp claws with the peak strength of the ninth level of mythology, but he never could kill Lin Yun, but only caused the black python to have more wounds.

Han Yuelang had doubts in his eyes and couldn't help but feel a little impatient. Why couldn't he kill Lin Yun? Is this black python so powerful?

Little did they know that most of these wounds were illusions made by Lin Yun himself. It was actually nothing serious!

Han Yuelang thought he was in control of Lin Yun’s life and death!

But in fact, the black python is the one who holds the power of life and death!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!