Chapter 970 The bet was won

"Can this kid borrow so much, can he afford to pay it back?" Fatty Ball asked the Night King with some doubts.

The Night King smiled slightly and did not answer. Instead, he raised his hand and waved, and the picture on the platform suddenly appeared over the city that never sleeps, as if it was projected on an oversized screen.

"Yichun Yuan has opened a gambling game. One is a human envoy, and the other is the Demon Emperor's personal guard Mo Jiu. The gambling place is at the entrance of Yichun Yuan. I will personally take charge of the gambling game." The magnetic voice of the Night King resounded throughout the city that never sleeps in an instant.

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After a few seconds of silence, the demons in the Nightless City suddenly erupted into loud cheers. One was a human and the other was Demon Nineteen, the Demon Emperor's personal guard. Needless to say, who would win the bet? Isn't this just giving them money?

Are you coming?

Moreover, the Night King is still in charge, so there is no need to worry about not being able to afford the compensation. After all, the Night King can afford to support such a large army, let alone pay this small amount of money.

In an instant, the entrance of Yichun Courtyard was filled with people and became very crowded.

At the same time, Liu Jun was now on the platform, pointing at King Xuanyou in the box, "Hey, the one in the long white robe who looks like Mr. Kong Kong, do you dare to make a bet?"

"Don't be presumptuous, this is King Xuanyou," King Ye yelled angrily. His voice not only echoed in Yichun Courtyard, but was also transmitted through the projection.

The entire Yichun Courtyard became quiet. They thought only the Night King was there, but they didn't expect that the Xuanyou King was here too.

The noisy demons outside even came to a standstill. King Xuanyou came to the Evernight City and was provoked?

Such exciting news actually overshadowed the excitement of betting and winning money for a while.

"Will King Xuanyou accept this human challenge?"

"I think so. If I don't answer this, wouldn't it look like King Xuanyou is afraid?"

"That is, who is King Xuanyou? How can he be afraid of a human being?"

The demons in Yichun Court were talking a lot, and they were all speculating whether King Xuanyou would participate in the gambling.

Sure enough, King Xuanyou's face darkened and became very ugly, his eyes narrowed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed through him.

"Okay, okay, the human messenger is indeed brave, I will play a bet with you."

King Xuanyou couldn't do anything without taking a gamble. From the moment the Night King used the projection to the time he announced his identity, a big trap was created and he almost pushed him into it.

This is the helplessness of being in a high position. Once something escalates to a certain level, he has no choice but to not participate.

"Oh, how much gambling money does King Xuanyou plan to spend? You know, this human messenger has spent a huge amount of one million magic crystals. As one of the four demon kings of the demon clan, don't be compared to a human.

"The Night King looked at Xuanyou King with a smile.

King Xuanyou cursed in his heart, why can this guy give out one million magic crystals as gambling capital? You have no idea, do you?

Of course, I was just scolding in my heart. If I scolded him directly, it would be considered a break-up.

King Xuanyou squeezed out a smile, "Of course not, just 1.2 million magic crystals!"

"As expected, it's King Xuanyou who spends a lot of money, but King Xuanyou, you don't have that much money, right?" the Night King asked casually.

Before King Xuanyou said anything, Fat Ball took a piece of paper and a pen and handed them to him.

"We are doing a small business, and our Night King is not the only shareholder. Can you please take a look, sign and place a pledge?" Fatty Ball looked at King Xuanyou with a smile.

The bullying was too much, the bullying was too much. King Xuanyou was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do about it. Although the Night King did too much, he always acted according to the rules, and there was nothing that was not in line with the rules.

"Lord Xuanyou King?" Fat Ball handed the pen and paper forward again.

King Xuanyou took a deep breath, picked up a pen and paper, wrote quickly, turned around, and stopped looking at Fat Ball.

In his eyes, this steward of the Night King's Mansion is as annoying as the Night King.

"Get ready to start." The Night King looked at Liu Jun on the platform.

Liu Jun knew that this was done, and he praised the Night King crazily in his heart. Although the interest was higher, the risk was borne by the Night King.

"Do you want to fight again?" Mo Jiu said impatiently.

"Fight, come on." Liu Jun turned around.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jiu rushed over and punched Liu Jun, the wind of the fist roared "Boom"

With a loud sound, it hit Liu Jun.

Liu Jun was knocked back several steps in an instant. In an instant, a verdict was made.

There was a burst of cheers at the scene, this was the bet Liu Jun lost.

King Xuanyou frowned. He felt that he was going to lose money, because although Liu Jun took a few steps back, the expression on his face did not change. It gave him the feeling that Liu Jun was not repulsed, but simply.

It's just relieving stress.

Mo Jiu's face was even more ugly. Only he knew clearly that although the punch just hit Liu Jun, he felt as if he hit cotton and could not hurt the opponent at all.

"It's my turn." Liu Jun twisted his neck and let out a dragon's roar that resounded throughout Yichun Courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Jun's whole body was covered with dragon scales, and his hands turned into the shape of dragon claws. The sharp dragon claws shone with cold light. This cold and bloodthirsty aura was like a basin of cold water, pouring on all the people who were attacking Liu Jun.

Win people's hearts.

It can be said that as soon as Liu Jun's ancestral dragon form appeared, their hearts were filled with chills, especially King Xuanyou, who clenched the armrests tightly.

The Night King glanced at it and said, "This chair is not cheap. If you break it, don't forget to compensate me."

King Xuanyou glared at the Night King and suppressed his anger: "The Night King is so clever. If Liu Jun really wins this time, you will probably have enough military expenses for decades to command a large army."

The Night King ignored the angry look of King Xuanyou and chuckled, "Thank you for your generous donation, King Xuanyou."

King Xuanyou snorted coldly, "The game is not over yet, nothing is known yet."

"Oh, we'll see," the Night King shrugged.

In fact, both of them understood that Liu Jun was probably going to win. Although Mo Jiu was powerful, he was still inferior to Liu Jun who had integrated the power of the ancestral dragon.

"Dragon Scale? No matter you are a human or a dragon, I will kill you today." Demon Nineteen roared and rushed towards Liu Jun again.

The moment he approached Liu Jun, Mo Jiu's fist hit Liu Jun like a violent storm, so fast that outsiders could only see an afterimage.

However, this time Liu Jun was not repulsed, but continued to fight against Demon Nineteen.

"End it." Liu Jun punched Mo Jiu with a fierce punch. This punch actually made a dragon roar.

Mo Jiu's expression changed drastically, and he crossed his arms, trying to block the punch.

With a "boom" sound, the platform fell to the ground, and a powerful shock wave roared towards the surroundings.

The surrounding demons panicked for a moment, became a mess, and wanted to escape.

The Night King raised his hand and waved, and the shock wave disappeared instantly. This power was so terrifying.

When the dust cleared, a figure stood steadily on the platform, it was Liu Jun.

As for Demon Nineteen, it had been crushed by the rubble, and its armor was broken into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Everyone couldn't believe the scene in front of them. From the beginning to the end, Liu Jun only fought back once. Once, Mo Jiu lost? And he lost so embarrassingly.

What makes them even more unacceptable is that when they first placed their bet, Liu Jun lost, but now, it is obvious who wins and who loses.

The corner of Liu Jun's mouth raised. These days, the salvage team of the Evernight City Moat has been very busy.

Looking around, there are many demons around who are crying bitterly. From this, it seems that they have lost all their money to suppress the demon nineteen.

The problem is, you can default on other bets, but if you default on the Night King's bet, your whole family will be cut off by you in a matter of minutes.

How could the Night King, one of the four majestic demon kings and in charge of military affairs, be so easy on his debts?

"King Xuanyou, this money? Are you sending it here, or should I get it myself?" The Night King looked at King Xuanyou.

King Xuanyou looked gloomy and glared at the Night King fiercely, "I don't have to bother the Night King to come to the door in person. I will naturally send someone to deliver the money!"

"Oh, that's good." The Night King shrugged with a bored look on his face. He thought he could take the opportunity to visit King Xuanyou's Xuanyou City.

You must know that King Xuanyou is also the lord of the city, and all the tax revenue from Xuanyou City goes into his pocket every year.

"Demon Nineteen, what are you doing? Get up and kill him!" General Phil jumped to his feet.

Mo Jiu opened his eyes, but was unable to get up. The punch just received by Liu Jun shattered all his bones, and even his muscles were torn apart.

He is no different from a puddle of mud now.

"Stop screaming, I'll beat you up if I yell again." Liu Jun glared at General Phil.

In line with the principle that a good man should not suffer immediate losses, General Phil refused to follow Liu Jun's lead and left in despair.

"How do you feel when your master is gone?" Liu Jun sat down next to Mo Jiu.

"I don't have any thoughts. I am a winner and a loser. I am willing to admit defeat. I just ask you to kill me and give me a happy life." Mo Jiu struggled and said.

"Your injury can be cured and you won't die, so why bother?"

Mo Jiu smiled sadly, "After being cured, I am still a cripple. When I return to the Guards, I will be a dead man."

Liu Jun nodded, "That makes sense, but why do you want to go back?"

Mo Jiu's eyes widened, and just as he was about to say something, Liu Jun slapped Mo Jiu on the head.

Under the witness of everyone, Liu Jun won and killed Demon Nineteen.
Chapter completed!