"No, you have to find a way to lose to him once, otherwise this guy will go crazy!But you can't be too deliberate, since that's the case......" Beichen was sure in his heart, and began to use his spirit pupil to observe the martial arts everywhere.

Suddenly, he saw a martial arts platform, two refining hall maids were fighting, although they seemed to be evenly matched, but with Beichen's eyesight, it could naturally be seen that one of them was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and the other party, the spiritual power was still very abundant!

It's up to you!

Beichen said: "Since Brother Jin has said so, then I will choose that battlefield, I will give out a hundred spirit stones, and press the short-haired female cultivator to win!" When he said this, he was also relieved in his heart, let the other party win once, it should be no problem, right?

Who knows—

Jin Wu directly grabbed Beichen's right wrist that was about to bet, and then took the first step and said: "One hundred spirit stones, I will win by pressing that short-haired female cultivator!"

Beichen looked confused, and then only heard Jin Wu smile and said: "Hahaha, Brother Bei, you can't think of it, right?

Hmph, I've been gambling on the god Jin Wu for so many years, and I really think I don't have some means to press the bottom of the box?!

You bet quickly, but you can't bet the same as me!"

It is rare for someone to be able to say such shameless words with confidence, Beichen couldn't help but admire in his heart, and as a last resort, he could only press the other party.

After a while, the short-haired female cultivator of the Refining Hall was exhausted, and finally clenched her fists and admitted defeat.

Beichen and Tang Chuan looked at Jin Wu, who had a gray face, and didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Jin Wu laughed as if he was crazy: "If you are born of martial arts, you will be born!

Everyone was shocked and looked sideways, and then they only saw Jin Wu walking towards the other side with a crazy face.

Tang Chuan said, "Senior brother, is he okay?"

Beichen replied: "Let him go, he just wants to be quiet......"

The big competition between the sects continued, and the battle on the martial arts platform intensified.

During this period, the concubine of the Refining Hall appeared on the stage, and with just one finger, she defeated a senior brother who had built the foundation of the three realms.

The moment Shui Jianhan stepped onto the stage, the opposing monk decisively admitted defeat.

In addition, the moment Murong Wuchen and Shen Xuan came on the field, the opposing monk also directly admitted defeat.

It is worth mentioning that Mu Yanran also played once, and the battle was against a well-known senior sister in the Medicine Master Hall, and the opponent's control of spiritual power was perfect, and he was able to turn spiritual power into fine needles and attack Mu Yanran in all directions.

It's a pity that after Mu Yanran experienced the battle for Hualongtan, her comprehension of the Xiaoyao Jue was taken to the next level, and as soon as the Xiaoyao Liubo palm came out, the spiritual power like the waves of the sea wiped out those spiritual needles in an instant, and the other party was defeated and decisively admitted defeat.

Beichen couldn't help but sigh: "After all, it's the protagonist, it's different! I don't know when it's my turn to play......" He can't wait to lose early, only in this way can he have more energy to pay attention to the protagonists' games!

Unconsciously, three hours have passed, and Beichen, who has been under the martial arts stage, estimates in his heart that about one-third of the disciples have been eliminated, and calculating the time, should it be his turn?

At this moment, the jade plate on Beichen's waist suddenly lit up!

Tang Chuan said loudly: "Senior brother, it's your turn, come on!"

Beichen nodded, there was a sentence that he had been holding in his heart for a long time!

"Senior brother, I'll go back when I go!"

Well, in this battle, he must lose beautifully, lose with style, and lose at a level!

High in the sky, Forget Qiu's half-squinted eyes suddenly opened.

Zuo Qiu Liao on the side felt something, and asked out loud, "Elder Forget, is this a disciple competition with a heart?"

Forget the old man replied: "A junior who cares a little bit." ”

Zuo Qiu Liao said lightly: "To be remembered by Elder Forget, this disciple must be extraordinary, I don't know which battlefield it is?"

Forget Lao didn't speak, but the spiritual power fluctuations spread gently in a certain direction, Zuoqiu Liao was clear, and looked in the direction of Beichen.

On the peak of the mountain where the disciples of the Refining Hall were located, Concubine Hongyan and the rest of the fellow disciples were talking and laughing, and suddenly she felt something, looked at the martial arts platform where Beichen was, and said in a low voice: "Is it finally your turn to play? I want to see how many catties and taels you have, and you can actually win Mu Yanran's heart!"

As for Mu Yanran, after her own competition, almost every once in a while, she would take a look at Beichen, and when she saw the other party on stage, her pretty face flushed slightly, and then she kept praying in her heart: "I hope Senior Brother's opponent is as weak as possible!"

After being lightly hugged by Beichen that night, she couldn't remember what Beichen said, but there was one thing she remembered in her heart - "If Senior Brother can win the place of disciple of Taixu Palace, then Senior Brother and I will ......"

Thinking of this, Mu Yanran's face was like a sunset, a red color, and it was very moving.

On her side, Dugu Xing floated up, as the elder of Forget Worry Mountain, he naturally cared about the competition of his disciples, when he saw Beichen on the stage, the moment he saw him look calm and relaxed, he couldn't get angry!

"This bastard boy didn't take Dabi seriously at first glance!" Dugu trembled angrily, and he immediately said: "Stinky boy, if you don't get good results from the sect this time, I want you to look good!"

Beichen was on the stage, thinking about how to lose decently, and when he heard the transmission, his face couldn't help but be a little ugly. Not only that, but he felt something in his heart, and when he looked into the sky, he found that Forget Lao was also looking at him, and the latter's deep eyes were not shocked, but Beichen read a trace of unusual meaning......

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to himself, "What does this call me to be?"

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said to himself: "It seems that too obvious defeat is no longer enough, in order not to be angered by Shizun and others afterwards, I must show that the two sides have come and gone, if everyone sees that I try my best but still lose to the other party, no one should blame me anymore!"

Yes, that's it!

Beichen is determined in his heart, he only hopes that his opponent is not too strong and not too weak, otherwise he will not be able to grasp the scale!

At this moment, a fat figure suddenly fell onto the martial arts platform, and at that moment Beichen even felt that the martial arts platform swayed, and he took a closer look and found that the person who was fighting against him turned out to be Jin Wu!

Jin Wu obviously didn't expect this situation, his eyes widened sharply, and he shouted: "It's really a narrow road, Brother Bei!"

The corners of Beichen's mouth twitched, and he replied: "Brother Jin, look at what you said, I hit it off with you at first sight, and I can't wait to drink and talk about it, how can I be an enemy?"

Jin Wu waved his hand and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, let's gamble again, if I win this competition, you will lose all the spirit stones you won before! If you win, I will lose you the same amount of spirit stones!"

"This ......" Beichen looked at the sect elder on the side, but saw that the latter did not react to this, obviously not planning to care about this matter!

After thinking for a moment, Beichen said, "Okay, I'll take this victory!"

His idea is also simple, in order to make the battle between the two sides seem more real and more tragic, then fortunately use the bet to arouse the other party's blood, so that in the end he loses, so as not to arouse the suspicion of others, after all, he has gambled thousands of spirit stones!

Of course, for Beichen, these thousands of spirit stones are really nothing......

When some disciples heard the news, they looked at each other.

Someone said: "I didn't expect that this competition turned out to be a dispute between the two sides?

"No, although I have been abstaining from gambling for a long time, this one is so exciting, I must press it!

"yes......"

Just when everyone was hesitating, a pock-faced male disciple suddenly said: "You don't need to ask, naturally you are pressing that fat man!"

"Oh?" the crowd looked over, confused.

I only heard the other party continue: "That fat man's name is Jin Wu, he is a disciple of the Barren Mountain of the Ethereal Sect, and the spirit he practices is the magic of shaking the mountain, don't look at him as obese, if he really wants to be ruthless, he may not even dare to fight with him!"

"What?"

"How can such a thing happen?"

"Wait, I remember, but there is a person named Jin Wu in the barren mountain, it is rumored that he is as fat as a pig, but he has the power to pull mountains and rivers! I didn't expect it to be him! Then I will bet on him to win with fifty spirit stones!"

"Ahh

Everyone bet one after another, most of them pressed Jin Wu to win, and only a small part of Beichen with a small and broad mentality could win.

Just when everyone was in full swing, no one noticed the sly smile that crossed the corners of the pockmarked male cultivator's mouth......