Chapter 1188 (2/2)

Looking at the white rock tiger, no matter how you look at it, it's very common, and it doesn't have much prestige.

”Boy, do you see that this is the red flame lion. If you look at your honest white rock tiger, it is not powerful enough. You don't need to guess and you will lose.”

Liang Wanliang did not forget to attack Chen mo.

In his opinion, Chen Mo's failure to bet on the red flame lion is definitely Chen Mo's loss.

But Liang Wanliang was distressed that Chen Mo didn't listen to his own words and even bought Bai Yanhu Sheng.

You know, that's a thousand spirit stones.

At the moment, they are all ready to drift.

After listening to Liang Wanliang's words, Chen Mo said with a faint smile: ”no one knows that it will be the monster beast that will win, but I believe in my intuition.”

”Hum!”

Liang Wanliang was angry and didn't speak any more. He already knew that Chen Mo was rebellious and forgot what he said outside the door.

One side of the red sister looks at Chen Mo's confident smile. For some reason, she feels a little bit good-looking. In her heart, she can't help but think that Bai Yanhu will win.

”Roar...!”

With a roar, the white rock tiger stomped on the ground, and its body soared out of the sky like a unicorn flying in the sky. It was sacred and extraordinary. The red flame lion did not show weakness, and crossed its limbs to meet the white rock tiger.

In an instant, two monsters collided, and the flame of the red flame lion was incomparable. The white rock tiger's fur burned and the white rock tiger ate pain.

However, he can be called the white rock tiger. Not only is his body powerful, but also his internal strength is incomparable. The flame can only cause surface damage to it, which infuriates the white rock tiger.The next moment, the white rock tiger opened its big mouth and bit off the red flame lion's right ear. The blood was dripping. With the flame burning, a lot of bloody smell came.

”No How could this red flame lion be like this

When Liang Wanliang saw this scene, his face was full of disbelief. The red flame lion in his eyes was a little weaker, and there was already a sign that he could not beat the white rock tiger, which made people think that the red flame lion would lose.

Liang Wanliang looks at Chen Mo again. His face is very complicated. At this time, he knows that his vision is wrong. If he really wins the red flame lion, he will lose his blood.

”Hum Even if you see it, it's not a piece of shit. ” Liang Wanliang uttered this sentence without conscience. Chen Mo knew that Bai Yanhu would win. Why did Chen Mo bet a thousand low quality spirit stones? Could he not lay down ten thousand.

Looking at Liang Wanliang, whose expression changes rapidly, Chen Mo smiles and says nothing. Sometimes when the two sides fight, we should not only look at the surface, but also see the real combat ability.

The white rock tiger has strong defense, thick body, and ordinary attack. The red flame lion has fire, but its flame can't hurt the white rock tiger, so it has no advantage.

Soon, the red flame lion was bitten to death by the white rock tiger. Many friars in the hall bought the red flame lion to win, but now he saw the red flame lion fall down with his own eyes, and his face was very painful.

”This red flame lion is too unreliable!”

”Looking at the momentum like a rainbow, the results are not useful.”

”Well, my bet.”

Compared with the loss of the public, Chen Mo is undoubtedly the most winner, because he bet a thousand lower spirit stones, in an instant, a full double.

”Young master, congratulations on winning. ”Looking at Chen Mo, the red sister said with a smile:” the winning rate of Bai Yanhu is 2:1. You can get 2000 lower grade spirit stones if you bet 1000 lower grade spirit stones. ”