Leveling System of Acquiring Skill From Books

A deep pit was instantly created on the concrete floor of the arena. His speed was like lightning. Ordinary people could only see his shadow.    

"His speed is too fast"    

"They're all abnormal, they're not human"    

"Hurry up and bet. Dong Lei King has a strong foundation, I support him. "    

"Qiu Hong is skilled and powerful. I support Qiu Hong."    

In an instant, the amount of money invested by the two sides began to rise rapidly like a rocket.    

Yan Zheng said anxiously, "Chairman Ye, who do we support this time?"    

Ye Chen stared at the two of them for a few times and did not let go of any details.    

The battle between martial artists was different from ordinary people.    

Success or failure would be decided in an instant.    

Moreover, most martial artists had their own trump cards, so it was very difficult for them to accurately predict what would happen.    

But how could Ye Chen be a mortal?    

His brain was a martial arts encyclopedia.    

Ye Chen searched the Book Sea and murmured, "Qiu Hong cultivates the Cloud Empyrean Sword Arts, which is famous for dodging and speed. Dong Lei King cultivates an evil skill, which is extremely cruel and vicious. "    

"If Qiu Hong fought steadily, he might be able to win with his superior cultivation, but he doesn't look like a steady person, so Dong Lei King will definitely win this match."    

Ye Chen started betting. He had bet more than 10 billion yuan that he had won in the first match. The odds of Dong Lei King winning were 1 to 1.8.    

It seemed like Ye Chen did not earn much, but his success rate was very high.    

Ye Chen did not want to bet on luck, he only wanted to rely on his strength.    

So he did not bet on the number of challenges, but only on winning and losing.    

Yan Zheng continued to bet with Ye Chen.    

On the battlefield, Qiu Hong had been fighting with Dong Lei King, and even wanted to play with him.    

"Why aren't you biting me? Hurry up and bite me!"    

"Are you a coward? If you have the ability, don't run. Fight me face to face."    

Dong Lei King's movement technique was not as good as Qiu Hong's. No matter how powerful his attack was, it could not hit Qiu Hong.    

Qiu Hong had already gotten carried away by his success. He had totally forgotten that speed was his advantage.    

He could not bear Dong Lei King's mockery and stopped moving.    

"Alright, I'll fight you face to face."    

A cruel smile suddenly appeared on Dong Lei King's face.    

He gathered all the energy in his body into one point. His originally ordinary mouth became incomparably huge, like a ferocious beast.    

"Is he a demon? How can his mouth become so big? He seems to be able to swallow a big watermelon in one gulp. "    

" The saliva that flowed out of his mouth is really disgusting. "    

"Why can I feel a stench from so far away?"    

Ye Chen shook his head as he listened to the audience's discussion.    

Dong Lei King's mouth did not change at all. Because he practiced a special technique that allowed him to use force to change the shape of his mouth.    

Qiu Hong frowned.    

Qiu Hong used his two fingers as a sword, the sword light and the light reflected each other. His sword was like the judgment of a god, slashing towards Dong Lei King's giant mouth.    

"I bet ten billion yuan is really too little."    

Ye Chen sighed.    

He originally thought that Qiu Hong was just not mature enough. He didn't think that Qiu Hong liked to show off.    

This was a life and death moment. Qiu Hong had wasted his energy to condense those useless lights.    

A loud sound spread out from the cage.    

The entire cage was on the verge of collapse, as if it was going to collapse at any moment.    

The dust settled, and the light faded away.    

The audience looked at the cage and almost vomited.    

They did not want to see such a cruel scene.    

Dong Lei King bit off Qiu Hong's head and chewed in front of everyone.    

Then, a sinister expression appeared on his face.    

"I told you I would bite you. Now you believe me, don't you?"    

Qiu Hong fell to the ground.    

At this moment, Yan Zheng's expression was extremely ugly.    

Such a bloody and terrifying scene was really unforgettable to him.    

The host seemed to have gotten used to this kind of scene. He immediately went up to the stage and announced, "The first match, Dong Lei King wins."    

"Congratulations, you have received a reward of 18 billion."    

Ye Chen looked at the large sum of money entering his account and smiled faintly.    

"I bet that Ming Hui will win the next match."    

"Why? Is it because of the wheel fight?" Yan Zheng asked.    

"No, Ming Hui's skill is very powerful. No one can match his skill. Dong Lei King is not worth mentioning to him."    

Sure enough.    

Ming Hui dashed towards the cage like a war chariot. In an instant, he grabbed Dong Lei King in his hand.    

"You have killed my companion. I will tear you into pieces."    

"You have to keep your promise."    

Dong Lei King was not afraid of him at all.    

He had already put life and death beyond his consideration.    

However, his attack could not even break through Ming Hui's defense. He would definitely lose.    

In the next moment, Ming Hui grabbed Dong Lei King's arms and pulled them off.    

Ming Hui completely ignored his wailing.    

In an instant, Ming Hui tore Dong Lei King into pieces.    

"Qiu Hong, I will avenge you."    

Ming Hui's eyes were bloodshot. He even licked the blood on his hands.    

This scene was very cruel and frightened many of the audience.    

Even the fun of winning money had dissipated a lot.    

Watching Ming Hui fight was not fun at all. Instead, it had become torture.    

"Chairman Ye, we won ten matches in a row. Will we be targeted by others?" Yan Zheng said worriedly.    

"Someone has already targeted us."    

Ye Chen's divine sense had always been in the control room.    

They had already analyzed the data and found that the profit today was very little.    

After checking the data, they found that Ye Chen's profits were higher than the Boxing Arena's.    

This was something that the Boxing Arena could not accept.    

Therefore, there were already people who had their eyes on Ye Chen.    

At this moment, an old man in a suit walked to Ye Chen's side.    

"Sir, you are playing so big. Why don't you go to the VIP room and watch the competition?"    

Ye Chen did not understand what he meant, but he was bold and skilled.    

He stood up and smiled. "Okay, then I will gladly accept it."    

Ye Chen went to the VIP room and found that there were seven or eight players there.    

Some of them were cold, some were indifferent, and some had smiles on their faces.    

However, the only thing they had the same feeling was that no one paid attention to Ye Chen.    

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders. It would be better if they ignored him. He could still win the money quietly.    

At this moment, a man suddenly spoke.    

"Don't win anymore, or you won't be able to get out."    

"Are you talking to me?"    

Ye Chen asked curiously.    

"Yes." The man nodded.    

Ye Chen smiled faintly.    

"It's fine. No one in Jianghai dares to stop me."    

Ye Chen's words were very arrogant.    

There were tens of millions of people in Jianghai, and there were many powerful people hiding among them.    

Why was Ye Chen so confident?    

Of course, no matter how confident Ye Chen was, the man didn't think that Ye Chen had the ability to fight the Boxing Arena.    

The man sighed and said, "My name is Weih Zhou. If you can go out, perhaps we can be friends."    

He really admired Ye Chen's boldness. He really hoped that he was not a person who was blinded by money.