In order to cooperate with the blood banquet, Xiao Yuanchao changed into a special duel under the arrangement of the staff. Because he is the protagonist of the blood banquet and the only protagonist today, whether it is life or death.

Rather than being a gladiator, it is a special dress prepared for the blood feast. The whole body of a blood-red robe, with charming mandala flowers embroidered with golden silk, giving people a bloodthirsty and charming feeling. There is also the long tail swing dragged on the ground, with eyes densely covered on it, which makes people happy. If there is a dense phobia, if you see such a tail swing, you will definitely be frightened to the point of being ashen.

When Xiao Yuanchao's boat was specially made for the Blood Banquet, his temperament completely changed, as if the devil was reborn. Because his eyes were born with a terrifying bloodthirsty light, it complemented the dress and could not be matched.

"Cool!" Tulips made a sincere praise.

It's really cool, as cool as the devil.

Xiao Yuanchao smiled. In fact, he didn't want to dress like this at all. Although it looked cool, it gave people a sense of femininity. But today he is the protagonist and the blood feast will be started by him.

"This time I really lost a penny. I sold the house and sold all the jewelry, and pressed it on you." Tulip tugged Xiao Yuanchao's arm and said pitifully: "Big man, you must win. No matter what happens, you must win, otherwise I will be finished. Did those traitors just now see it? If you lose, I can guarantee that I will be plundered by them as soon as possible and be a bitch and be a big shot!"

Those traitors from the Tulip Family will definitely take the blame. They are ready and are ready to move. As long as Xiao Yuanchao loses, they can snatch Julie openly because they are all from the Tulip Family. There is nothing to snatch it away, and no one can control it. After all, it is a matter within the Tulip Family. But no one knows what will happen after snatching it back.

Traitors are traitors because they can do anything that goes against morality, morality, and conscience.

"What's the odds?" Xiao Yuanchao asked.

"1:450!" Tulip said excitedly: "If I win, my 20 million will instantly turn into tens of billions, and then I will really make a fortune! One hundred billion, how much does it cost? I can't spend it in my lifetime."

"What is the odds of the other party?" Xiao Yuanchao asked again.

“1:0.7.” Tulip replied.

"Do you think it will collapse?" Xiao Yuanchao glanced at Tulips and shook his head and said, "It's true that you saw the odds of 450, but you didn't expect it to collapse. The difference between the two is too big. If there is no accident, the market will inevitably be impossible to collapse. Once it collapses, it will not be possible for them to bear it. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Tulip was stunned. She just wanted to win, but she didn't expect to lose. The odds gap between the two sides was too big, and the other party would definitely protect the market and ensure that the market would not collapse. In other words, Xiao Yuanchao must die, and only he died will not collapse. If the market crashes, the amount of money will be lost, which is not something that those people can allow.

"But I... lost everything and didn't even have the money to buy sanitary napkins. You must let them collapse... It seems, it seems, it seems... they really cannot collapse..."

Tulips instantly became worried and depressed. Crash? Impossible! Not only did she buy her own side, but also those who specialize in playing unpopular also paid a lot of money to buy Xiao Yuanchao. If the compensation was made for the collapse, it would not be just one hundred billion US dollars, but perhaps tens of billion US dollars. This market has gone crazy and showed a perverted crazy surge, and it would definitely not be possible to collapse!

"Everything has accidents, and I am the accident." Xiao Yuanchao comforted Tulip Xiang and said, "Not to mention facing fifty people, even facing a massacre of ten thousand people, I will come out alive. If they don't want to collapse, they can't help it."

Unfortunately, Xiao Yuanchao's comfort was not very useful, and the calmed tulip no longer had any hope for Xiao Yuanchao's victory. She was too clear about the rules of the Black Fist economy. If there was a huge dive in the market, it would be impossible to collapse.

"Red soldiers, why don't we run away?" Tulip whispered: "After running, you don't have to die, and I don't have to be in trouble. How about it?"

Xiao Yuanchao shook his head and said, "I said, I was the accident. This is a fight. The absolute strength determines whether the market breaks or not."

There may be a problem of fighting black fists here, but this blood feast will definitely not be a phenomenon of fighting black fists. If you want to protect it from the collapse, you can only start with the fighting slaves.

In the other party's preparation room, fifty fighting slaves were ready. They were not the most ordinary fighting slaves, but famous fighting slaves who had already been killed. There were gold-level and silver-level ones. Each one was extremely strong and had the most abundant physical strength and combat power.

"If you win this game, you will be free and you will be given an objective bonus. So what you have to do is kill Wuying of the tulip, no matter what method you use." The person in charge of the first district sat on a wide chair and continued with a grim expression: "I made a decision for you on behalf of your master, which is publicly recognized. How precious is freedom? I think each of you know. If you kill Wuying, you will become free people, you will have money to buy your fighting slaves, and then become the top boss of the pyramid!"

"roar!"

The neat roar exploded from the fighting slaves, and all the fighting slaves showed a fierce light. Freedom was too attractive to them. By killing the shadow of the tulip, you can gain freedom. It was that simple.

They have absolute confidence to kill Wuying, because they represent the highest level of fighting slaves in the first zone. Fifty people, seventeen gold-level fighting slaves, and the rest are silver-level fighting slaves who are about to hit gold. Calculated based on points, they have killed enough people, and each of them climbed up on hundreds of corpses, and they are deeply aware of the way to kill.

Not to mention one shadowless, even ten will be killed by them in an instant. Because they are simply killing machines, the surviving killing machines!

When the time came, fifty fighting slaves walked into the arena with their heads raised and stood in two rows on the east side of the arena. When they walked in, the audience immediately heard the sound of whistling sounds and the commentator's passionate speech.

"Warriors, this is the Warriors, the perfect warrior! When they walked in, I could clearly feel the smell of blood coming towards me! I felt that they would inevitably tear their opponents into pieces like a group of tigers and leopards, not even leaving the bones, chew and swallow them all!..."

At this moment, the cries in the audience rang wildly again, far exceeding the sound just now.

Xiao Yuanchao, wearing a blood feast dress, walked in slowly, like a demon king walking out of the huge mouth of the abyss of hell. The expression on his face matched the strange scarlet dress, making the guys who advocated violent blood fascinated.
Chapter completed!