Jiang Li coughed lightly, took his eyes off the silver ticket on the table with difficulty, and then looked at the people of Longhu Mountain.

"Daoist friends of Longhu Mountain, this is too much, everyone has come to the door for business, how can you turn away business? No matter how much the other party bets, since you have opened a gambling game here, you must be prepared to win or lose, right?" Jiang Li said with a smile.

The three people of Longhu Mountain were choked by Jiang Li's words, and they all blushed.

"I, we can't be the master, let's go and ask the senior brother. One of them spoke with a look of embarrassment.

The other two also agreed with this statement, and really planned to go to their senior brother of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Suddenly, a high voice sounded, "No need, just let him press." ”

The crowd spontaneously moved out of the way, making way for the comers.

"I've seen the second senior brother!" the three of Longhu Mountain shouted together.

The person who came answered lightly, and then walked to the little fat man, "In the second disciple of Xialonghu Mountain, Li Chen, I don't know where this little brother comes from? My junior brothers have angered the little brother, and I will let them come to the door to apologize." ”

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, this Li Chen really didn't leak a drop when he spoke.

obviously wants to know the origin of the little fat man, but he doesn't know how to say it, and he uses a roundabout way to say it, and he also grows up his own image, cow!

The little fat man glanced at Li Chen, and didn't care at all about what he said, and didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Why do you ask so much, I just bet, this time I will bet on the Shushan Sword Sect to win, wait for you to grind again, and then everyone will finish the game, what else do I bet." ”

"Okay, no problem. The smile on Li Chen's face did not decrease, but there was some deep meaning in his eyes, which seemed to have some warning.

The little fat man didn't care about him, and after the bet was completed, he turned around and left, and he didn't stay long at all.

Jiang Li and Song Shuyang glanced at each other, touched their weightless purse at the same time, and silently followed the little fat man away.

Back in the stands of the game, the match between Liu Chengfeng and Zhang Heng was nearing the end.

Sure enough, as Jiang Li expected, Zhang Heng did have a backhand, but he still lost with one move and lost in the hands of Liu Chengfeng.

Everyone of the Shushan Sword Sect was dressed in white, and they all watched Liu Chengfeng leave the venue with a smile, they won the first battle, so they naturally wanted to be happy.

Although Longhushan lost the first game, no one cared about it, after all, they still had several games behind them.

Jiang Li originally came to understand what level of his cultivation was, but he had a bye in the first game, so he couldn't play, so he could only watch the game from the stands.

Not to mention, just watching the game still has some benefits, after all, the martial arts of the major factions are different, and Jiang Li can also see something from it.

After watching a few games, it was soon Song Shuyang's turn, and his opponent was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Lao Jiang, I'm going, you can rest in the stands, and watch you shine in the second game." Song Shuyang stood up, tidied up his clothes, totoed, directly, gently crossed the stands, and went directly to the competition venue.

Whether it is Quanzhenjiao or Maoshan, they are still relatively decent, so there are not so many twists and turns, and Song Shuyang and his opponent also made a move after hearing the password to start the game.

The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect took the lead in making a move, "One sword turns into three clears!"

The sword in his hand instantly changed into three swords, spinning and flying towards Song Shuyang.

Song Shuyang had already seen Jiang Li use this move, and Jiang Li was much more powerful than the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, so naturally he would not have any anxiety, and directly carried his long sword to greet him.

In fact, Song Shuyang also thought about asking Jiang Li if he had anything to do with the Quanzhen Sect, but since Jiang Li didn't take the initiative to mention it, he wouldn't ask.

Good brother is like this, if you don't say it, I don't ask, you say it, I keep it secret.

Jiang Li's expression was as usual, and when he watched, he shook his head again, as if he was a little helpless about the swordsmanship of the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Brother, looking at your appearance, you know a lot about the Quanzhen Sect, but you don't look like a member of the Quanzhen Sect, their group of people are all wearing blue Taoist robes, and you are dressed like the Shushan Sword Sect. ”

An abrupt voice sounded, and the person sat down beside Jiang Li.

"I'll tell you the truth, I just don't think this sword technique has much power. Jiang Li chuckled and turned his head to look at the little fat man, "You are also a disciple participating in the Xuanling Competition, why didn't you see you hanging a small sign?"

The little fat man shook it, looking lost.

"To tell you the truth, I'm not a person from the competition, I'm just here to have a good time, who made me cultivate low. The little fat man smiled bitterly, "My name is Wang You, I don't know what my brother is called?"

Jiang Li's expression moved slightly, this little fat man's surname is Wang, and he has been blocked from fate, looking at his face is like seeing flowers in the fog, which all shows his specialness.

Chances are, that's where he came from.

"I am a person from the old view of the mountain village, my name is Jiang Li, and I happened to meet the disciples of Maoshan to experience together, so I had this opportunity to compete. However, Brother Wang's surname is Wang, I don't know if it has anything to do with the Wang family in Nawei County?"

This was just a temptation, and Jiang Li didn't plan to ask anything, this little fat man was not stupid in the first place.

Sure enough, the little fat man Wang You's expression moved slightly, and he smiled, "Brother Jiang is inevitably too exalted to me, how can I have anything to do with the Wang family in Wei County?"

"Hahaha, that's not necessarily, what if you're still a distant relative?" Jiang Li didn't give up.

Wang You seemed to be a little depressed by Jiang Li's words, he raised his eyes and looked at the competition venue, "I said Brother Jiang, don't you want to see if your good brother can win? I pressed him to win, if you lose, be careful I let you pay back." ”

Jiang Li also laughed, this little fat man is really interesting.

"We can't afford to lose you, but don't worry, he won't lose. Jiang Li replied.

If Song Shuyang can't even solve this, then he really doesn't deserve to be the little disciple of Master Mao.

In the arena, the Quanzhen Sect disciple was panting, the sword in his hand was no longer a streamer, and his Dao Qi was insufficient, and he was holding on.

"Daoyou is really good, I am ashamed of myself and admit defeat. ”

Song Shuyang put away his sword, clenched his fists with both hands, and bowed his head slightly, "Agreed." ”

The disciple also smiled openly, "Daoyou is so powerful, it seems that the opponents of you in the past are also as powerful, right?"

"Actually, it's not, I just happened to be lucky enough to see the sword technique that Dao Friend Fang used, so I won by luck. Song Shuyang paused, as if he said something that shouldn't have been said, "I'm sorry, I have to go back, my brother is still waiting for me." ”

"Okay, Daoist go slowly, I hope I can learn from you next time. ”

Song Shuyang immediately rushed back to the stands, and at this time he also saw Wang You, and the three of them chatted like this.

As the day passed, the number of players in the tournament was reduced by half, and the second round of the draw followed.