"Let us shout his name!”
The emcee spoke in a sonorous and forceful tone.
He was talking about this newcomer.
……
……
……
However, there was silence below the stage.
There were no cheers at all.
"Damn, who is this Saint King?”
"Never heard of him. Is he a newcomer?”
"Didn't the host say it just now?”
"It's someone who's here for the first time."
"And his spiritual power is only 1.0.”
"Tsk, it's just a 1.0 Spirit. It's not enough.”
"Alright, I already know who won this round.”
All the guests present complained and said disinterestedly.
There was a lot of discussion.
However, no one cheered for this contestant called Saint King.
Therefore, they knew very well.
A 1.0 Spirit.
Facing a 3.0 Spirit.
What kind of concept was that?
If a 1.0 Spirit was a child…
Then, a 3.0 Spiritualist would be an adult.
The strength of an adult and a child.
That was simply the gap between heaven and earth.
It was a world of difference.
As for the result of this arena.
There was no need to even think about it.
"Who is this contestant called Saint King?”
"So unlucky."
Yi Miaozhu still didn't know.
This contestant called Saint King was right beside her.
So he said disinterestedly.
"Well, actually, I am a Saint King.”
Ye Bufan looked at Yi Miaozhu, who was still confused.
He said calmly.
"Stop joking, Brother Bufan. How can you be a Saint King…"
However, halfway through his sentence, he suddenly stopped.
Yi Miaozhu instantly remembered.
This seemed to be Ye Bufan's first time participating in the ranking competition.
His spiritual power was also 1.0.
I'm afraid I can't stop thinking.
Yi Miaozhu's eyes widened as she looked at Ye Bufan and said anxiously,""Brother Bufan, it can't be!"
"Are you really that Saint King contestant?”
"Yes, I am."
Ye Bufan nodded.
He even sent the information on his virtual interface.
He placed it in front of Yi Miaozhu.
To prove that he was the new Holy King.
"Gulp!"
Yi Miaozhu gulped.
"Brother Bufan, listen to my advice."”
"When the time comes, you go up on stage and surrender immediately.”
"You must not hesitate at all!"
"Otherwise, with the character of a dark assassin.”
"Big Brother Bufan, you will be severely injured!”
At this point, Yi Miaozhu became even more anxious.
He even blamed himself from time to time.
Why did he bring Ye Bufan to such a place?
He still had to participate in the ranking competition.
"Alright, don't worry. I'll definitely be fine.”
Ye Bufan gave Yi Miaozhu a reassuring look.
Then, he looked towards the arena in front of him.
Step by step.
Under everyone's gaze.
Ye Bufan finally arrived at the arena.
Everyone could see clearly that this was the new Holy King.
Ye Bufan and this assassin of the night.
Their eyes met.
The host at the side saw this situation and said,"Looks like these two players are full of energy.”
"According to the usual practice, I still have to interrupt.”
"According to the rules, in the arena, you are ignorant of life and death. Your lives have been taught to the great science!”
"This place only worships the law of the jungle. The winner is king, and the loser is a bandit.”
"The winner will receive a reward of 1,000,000 interstellar points!”
"And the loser might be in danger!”
"Next up is the moment of attention. Ladies and gentlemen, please place your bets!”
Immediately after, above the arena.
A huge prize pool had actually appeared.
There were two prize pools in total.
One had the words 'Night Killer' written on it.
The other one was written as Saint King.
Below their prize pools, there was a paragraph:
Bet on the winner of the Night Killer and get 0.1 times the wager.
The winner of the bet on the Holy King would receive 10 times the wager.
At the same time, the surrounding guests took out the virtual panel in their hands and set a number on it.
The number of prizes on the Night Killer was increasing crazily.
10,000,000 interstellar points!
20 million interstellar points!
50 million interstellar points!
……
100 million interstellar points!
500 million interstellar points!
In just a minute.
Galaxy points in the prize pool.
It was as high as 10 billion interstellar points!
This was an unprecedented bet.
This was the first time the Black Dragon Building had opened.
He had never seen so many stakes in his life.
Although the bonus was only 0.1 times.
However, many rich people did not mind earning a little money.
This was because they all knew about this arena match.
It was a sure thing that he would make a fortune!
On the other hand, in Ye Bufan's prize pool.
At this moment, it was still a cold zero.
This number represented.
None of the people present were there.
He was willing to spend some interstellar points to bet on Ye Bufan.
Seeing this situation, the situation became awkward.
The host broke out in cold sweat.
What kind of concept was 10 billion interstellar points?
If the Night Killer won.
At the Black Dragon Building.
They would have to pay 1 billion interstellar points for these guests.
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