I passed the level in Douluo

Chapter 91 Horrible Odds
Hearing this, Ding Wenxiang looked at Wei Xinling with a faint smile on his face in surprise.

From those eyes, he couldn't see any fear of facing death or disability, only wanton, free and easy confidence.

At this moment, for some reason, Ding Wenxiang suddenly had a feeling that Wei Xinling would definitely win this match.

"Okay!" Ding Wenxiang agreed without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Wenxiang continued: "I don't ask you to win, as long as you can survive this match, I will pay for your drinks for this month."

"Hahaha!" Wei Xinling laughed loudly, "Since that's the case, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient, and you have to prepare enough money for the two of us for this month's drinks."

"How much can I spend on wine? Don't worry, it's all on me."

In Ding Wenxiang's perception, a jug of wine is only a few silver and copper coins, and the two of them drink it, how much can they drink at a time?A month's drinking money is only a few gold soul coins.

Wei Xinling patted Ding Wenxiang's shoulder meaningfully, and said with a smile, "Since I want you to prepare enough money, there must be enough reasons."

Seeing Wei Xinling with an incomparably bright smile, Ding Wenxiang shuddered abruptly, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Silves Grand Soul Fighting Field, the main soul fighting area in the center.

Obviously, the long-awaited group fighting spirit has not yet arrived, but today the main fighting spirit area in the center of the Silves Great Spirit Arena is extremely lively.

Although the news only came out half an hour ago, the appearance of a leapfrog challenge in this kind of soul fighting competition still attracted the curiosity of a large number of viewers.

Especially the object of this leapfrog challenge is a lone wolf known as a pervert.

At this point, stay here in the war zone.

"What! You still want to bet?"

I don't know what Wei Xinling said to him that was earth-shattering. Ding Wenxiang, who asked the supervisor for a half-time leave just to encourage Wei Xinling, stared wide-eyed.

Wei Xinling nodded.

Whether it is the Soto Great Soul Arena or the Silvester Great Spirit Arena, every big Soul Arena will set up a betting market before the start of the game, and the special betting place in the Silvester Great Soul Arena has also been closed now. It was a game between Wei Xinling and Lone Wolf.

The difference in soul power level between Wei Xinling and Lone Wolf is clear at a glance, and the odds for opening the market are naturally very different.

Although Wei Xinling had won a record of 120 five consecutive victories in a one-on-one spirit fight at the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena two months ago, his odds for this match still reached the terrifying [-]-to-[-].

Even if Wei Xinling won the 120 five-game winning streak and got the purple-gold fighting spirit badge, no one believed that he could succeed in the leapfrog challenge.

What's more, the difference in soul power level between the two is a full twelve levels. The difference is not just a star and a half, but a difference of more than one level.

Moreover, in terms of the flow of soul masters, the Silvis Great Soul Arena is not comparable to the small Soto Great Soul Arena, and the quality of soul masters is far inferior to that of the Soto Great Soul Arena.

Therefore, the people here all agree that Wei Xinling's 120 five-game winning streak is a lot of water. Even if he is invincible among soul masters of the same level, it is not necessarily a leapfrog challenge.

Wei Xinling patted Ding Wenxiang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I don't know if you have heard such a sentence before?"

Ding Wenxiang asked suspiciously: "What?"

"Give it a go, the wheelbarrow becomes a carriage."

Because the words bicycle and motorcycle are not the common language of Douluo Dalu, Wei Xinling can only find a certain common language and change it, anyway, the meaning will not change.

Of course, it is also possible that the bicycle will become a pile of scrap iron, and the wheelbarrow will also become a pile of rotten wood.

As Wei Xinling expected, a series of black question marks slowly appeared above Ding Wenxiang's head.

"To put it simply, I, Mr. Xinling, will definitely win this match!"

Wei Xinling said, "Do you understand?"

Ding Wenxiang nodded half-understood, "But the other party is a lone wolf at level 49, and he is only short of breaking through to level [-]."

"Don't worry, he can't have a fifth spirit ring for him to absorb during the competition. As long as he doesn't have the fifth spirit ring to absorb, then even if his spirit power breaks through to level [-], he's still just a spirit sect." .”

"But..." Ding Wenxiang tremblingly raised the card in his hand, "Are you sure you want to bet so much?"

There are [-] gold soul coins inside!
Eighty thousand!

What a concept!
Based on his monthly salary of two gold soul coins in the Silves Great Soul Arena and the year-end bonus of six gold soul coins, he would have to save at least 660 seven years without eating or drinking. A huge sum of money!
But it was such a huge sum of money that he could save less than [-]% of it in his whole life, and Wei Xinling just took it out to bet so casually!

Ding Wenxiang's brain crashed immediately.

"Hehe." Wei Xinling smiled slightly, and said, "How about it? You can enjoy a lot of food and drink hot food by following me, don't you really think about it?"

Ding Wenxiang patted himself on the chin, which almost fell to the ground, and said: "You survive the fighting spirit first, and I will go with you."

"Then, I'll leave the betting to you."

As the time for the match between Wei Xinling and that perverted lone wolf got closer and closer, due to too many bets on the lone wolf, the odds tilted again, and Wei Xinling's odds reached a terrifying [-]-to-[-].

Although many viewers don't like the abnormality of the lone wolf, it is a fool to have money and not make money, so many people put all their wealth on the players who they think are sure to win.

According to the statistics of the staff of the Silves Great Spirit Arena, a total of 98 people have bet on the Lone Wolf, and the bets have reached a terrifying 700 million gold soul coins, which is equivalent to that of each person. Bet nearly a thousand gold soul coins.

Of course, everyone betting nearly a thousand gold soul coins is just an average.

Most of the people who came to watch the soul fighting competition were commoners. Naturally, they couldn't have so much money. The little money they bet might not even have a fraction of the total amount, and most of them were nobles.

On Wei Xinling's side, there were only a few hundred gold soul coins alone.

In this polarized situation, there are only a few possibilities to bet on Wei Xinling.

One, I want to try my luck.

Based on Wei Xinling's terrifying odds of [-] to [-], if Wei Xinling really wins, wouldn't they have made a fortune?

Of course, they were just betting on luck. In fact, they didn't think that Wei Xinling, who was one level behind Lone Wolf, could win the game.

This does not hinder their whimsical ideas of getting rich overnight.

Two, it is to recognize Wei Xinling's self-confidence in daring to leapfrog challenges.

(End of this chapter)