273. Showdown
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"Ten taels of silver, I'll buy Eshulan Sheng." Someone immediately took it up.
"Ten taels of silver, I'll buy the Blue Heart Yusheng." Then someone handed over the silver.
"Idiot, haven't you heard that God's Servant is an eighth-tiered fighting spirit?" the previous man reprimanded.
"But someone else, Lan Xinyu, has a third-order monster."
"Tier 3 monsters are useful. In a duel of such strength, fighting spirit is the most important thing, unless her monsters can be stronger."
The audience made a lot of discussions while placing their bets. Most of them still chose Eshulan. The previous person was right. The use of third-order monsters in the battle of this level of powerhouse is not very obvious.
Of course Ling Chuxi heard these remarks, but she was thinking of something else. When it comes to fighting spirit, with the help of Tian Luodan, Lan Xinyu is now at the eighth level of fighting spirit, not worse than E Shulan, and with the help of a third-tier warrior, it should be a sure win.
But thinking about E Shulan's sword, Ling Chuxi felt a little uneasy again. First, the bald fat man's courtyard specially reminded her. Later, she also saw the power of the sword with her own eyes. The sword shattered Lan Xinyu's golden whip, so how strong should the two swords be?
"We met again. I'm really sorry about what happened last time." E Shulan looked at Lan Xinyu, her gentle face was filled with the kindness and love that a daughter of a goddess should have.
"I've always remembered what happened last time. You don't have to pretend in front of me. I've already seen clearly what kind of thing you are." Lan Xinyu gave her a contemptuous look. She was not deceived by the gentleness on her face, but she had seen with her own eyes the insidiousness and viciousness of this servant girl of the gods, and she would destroy her own face if she didn't say a word. If it wasn't for Ling Chuxi's reminder at the critical moment, My face is now afraid that it will end up the same as that whip.
E Shulan clearly saw the contempt in Lan Xinyu's eyes, and snorted coldly in her heart. If it wasn't for Ling Chuxi's sake, she wouldn't have deliberately put down her posture and made a friendly gesture to Lan Xinyu. Since she didn't accept it, she couldn't blame herself. .
In the ring, the referee rang the copper bell to announce the start of the game.
The casino also stopped betting, and everyone quieted down, looking nervously and expectantly at the stage.
Lan Xinyu's wrist flicked, and the golden whip made a light click, drawing a beautiful golden arc in the air, and the whole person instantly felt a little more heroic.
E Shulan also slowly drew out his long sword. Including Ling Chuxi, it was the first time for everyone to see the true face of this temple-given sword. On the beautiful sword, a clear water like the moonlight flashed, and the long sword made a trembling sound when it came out of its scabbard. Ming, for a long time, seems to have a special smart meaning.
"Good sword!" Fu Chengyu praised softly. As a prince, he came from an extraordinary background, and he has extremely strong strength, and his vision is not bad. Even he praised him, this sword is of course not ordinary.
Ling Chuxi was also slightly startled. The agility on this sword can already be compared with the previous Luochen Sword, but after being tempered by Tianlei, the current Luochen Sword has a more peculiar aura. , as if an awakened soul is hidden in the depths of the sword body, but it is untouchable.
Although it wasn't as good as the current Luochen Sword, but with its eight layers of fighting spirit, coupled with the spirituality in this sword, it was not easy for Lan Xinyu to win.
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