"Such a congenitally deficient person dares to challenge Niu Tong, it really doesn't have any self-knowledge!" In the surrounding private rooms, several young people in fancy clothes gathered together, and one of them discussed.

"Young man, I have some spirit crystals, and I have nowhere to put them, so it's normal to come here and squander them!" said another.

"Normal, this is a provocation to my Wang family!" said the young man who was the first to speak with a cold face.

"Wang Jiancheng, I see that you are thinking too much, how can you say that you are also an old man, don't you know my Lotte Fang's style, people challenge, and the opponents are randomly selected, how can you say that you are provoking your Wang family?" said a slightly chubby young man in brocade.

"Isn't it a provocation? At this time, he is standing in the ring, which is a provocation to my Wang family!" Wang Jiancheng said dissatisfied.

The brocade-clothed young man shook his head, stopped talking, and looked at the middle-aged man on the side: "How many people bet?"

The middle-aged man bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Less than ten!"

"Oh, that's normal!" the brocade-clothed young man nodded.

The middle-aged man seemed to be puzzled: "However, the blockage of three people is very high!"

"How much?"

"Add up to 300,000 medium-grade spirit crystals!"

The young man in brocade was surprised when he heard this: "What?"

300,000 medium-grade spirit crystals, converted into low-grade spirit crystals, is 30 million low-grade spirit crystals, which is a large amount.

After the brocade-clothed young man was surprised, he immediately smiled and said, "It's really interesting, it seems that the Bull God has three more worshippers with a solid background!"

The middle-aged man smiled happily at this time: "Kang Shao, these three people are all betting on that Dugu to win!"

"What?"

Everyone in the private room looked surprised, and after a moment of silence, everyone quickly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Someone has sent me spirit crystals to Lotte Fang, this is a good thing! Remember to greet our distinguished guests well!" The young man in brocade was extremely excited, and he was naturally happy that he could earn a lot of spirit crystals in a gladiatorial competition.

"Yes!" the middle-aged man bowed again and exited the private room.

"Dugu seeks defeat! What an arrogant name, it should be called the Rich Giver!" Wang Jiancheng looked at Tang Chen in the distance and said.

……

"Boy, get off the stage if you know each other, you little thin arm, you dare to come on stage, Lao Tzu can slap you away with one hand!" Niu Shen glanced at Tang Chen, his voice was like a bell, and he said very disdainfully.

"Go down!

……

The audience also shouted to let Tang Chen go down.

Tang Chen ignored it, and walked directly to the side of the stone pillar and looked at the formation above.

The formation on this stone pillar belongs to the composite formation, and it is not so mysterious, but the seal carving process is a little complicated, and ordinary people in the formation cannot complete it.

Tang Chen's attitude obviously angered the Niu God, he stepped in front of Tang Chen, looked at Tang Chen condescendingly, and said angrily: "Boy, you can't find death, you can't end up now, unless you kneel down and kowtow to Niu Ye and confess your guilt, I will let you go, otherwise, Lao Tzu will break your dog's legs!"

Tang Chen directly ignored the threat of the Bull God, such a person was not qualified to be his opponent.

Niu Shen was very angry, his words were once again taken as wind in the ears of this sick boy, how could he not be angry, and was about to make a move, but he heard the voice of the manager.

"Bull God, be more restrained, don't break our rules, otherwise, no one will be able to protect you!"

Niu Shen took a deep breath, glared at Tang Chen, snorted coldly, and strode to the other side of the stone pillar, and pressed it with the thick hand of Pu Fan.

Tang Chen didn't think much about it, his palm lightly pressed on the pattern of the stone pillar, and in an instant, he felt a brutal force attacking.

He knew that it was still the power of the bull god.

This bull god does have some ability, and his body strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, at least hundreds of thousands of catties, which is comparable to a demon beast.

However, for Tang Chen, this was nothing more than an ant, and with the strength of his physical body, he could easily crush the Bull God.

However, for the sake of the later gamble, he released the same power as the bull god, insisted on it, and also made a difficult appearance to confuse the audience.

Feeling the power from Tang Chen, the face of the bull god changed slightly, this sick kid was not so thin as he saw on the surface, but he actually had thirty percent of his own strength.

The audience's voice was also much smaller at this time, and they also noticed the situation in the ring.

"I actually looked away, this kid has some strength!" In the private room, the brocade-clothed young man said in slight surprise.

"Hmph! It's just in vain! Wait for him to get out of Lotte Fang, let him see what a big family is!" Wang Jiancheng said coldly, and the middle-aged man standing next to him flashed a trace of fierceness in his eyes.

The competition in the ring was still going on nervously, Tang Chen had always been in a desperate posture, sweating, and it seemed that he had tried his best.

Actually, for Tang Chen, gladiatorial fighting doesn't feel at all, but this acting is tiring, and it's much more difficult than gladiatorial fighting.

And the face on the other side of the stone pillar was shocked at this time.

No matter how much strength he added, he could feel a force that was not weaker than himself coming from the other side, and at this time he had already released eighty percent of his strength, and the other party was still holding on, and he had to take it seriously.

Thinking about it, the bull god added another ten percent of his strength, and at the same time, a trace of murderous aura gradually appeared in his eyes.

The audience was much quieter at this time, and the few people who came out were still cheering for the bull god, and the rest of the people were holding their breath and observing the tense competition on the stage.

"This kid can really pretend!"

Ji Fangwen looked at Tang Chen bathed in sweat, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Hahaha, it's just a pit that doesn't pay for your life!"

At this time, a foul smell came from their side.

Ji Fangwen and the two frowned, only to see a sloppy figure walking over, standing five feet to Ji Fangwen's right, looking at the tense confrontation in the ring: "Amitabha, the poor monk has finally caught up, and he didn't miss this wonderful duel!"

Ji Fangwen was stunned, feeling that the person in front of him was really weird, not to mention anything else, just looking at this appearance, it was simply shocking.

Fat, hairless, with nine ring scars on his head, and wearing a rotten dress covered in patches, he is a fat monk.

What makes people speechless is that at this time, the fat monk's left and right hands are not idle, holding meat in his left hand and wine gourd in his right hand.

Ji Fangwen's eyes widened, this person seemed to be a monk of wine and meat.

Not only that, what made Ji Fangwen and the others even more speechless was that since this guy came in, his eyes didn't blink, and he kept glancing at the waists of the women who were cheering for the bull god.

Is this Nima a monk?

With a clear eye, you have committed the three precepts!

Compared with this raunchy image, this person's cultivation surprised Ji Fangwen even more, the cultivation at the peak of the Tianyuan Realm, but there was a very strange aura, which made Ji Fangwen feel like he was on the edge of an abyss.

may have felt Ji Fangwen's eyes, the fat monk took half a step forward and arched his hand at Ji Fangwen: "It's polite!"

Ji Fangwen was stunned again, not knowing how to respond, and in desperation, Ji Fangwen just returned the salute and bowed his head.

However, the arrival of this fat monk obviously attracted the attention of many people around him, only to see someone frowning, pinching his nose and saying, "I said fat monk, why are you so stinky? How long has it been since you took a bath?"

"Take a bath, the poor monk has never taken a bath since he was born!" said the fat monk with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately covered their noses and avoided a two-zhang circle, separating the stinky monk, together with Ji Fangwen and the others.

(End of chapter)