"Amitabha, donor, agreed" Enlightened Dao, dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, folded his hands and bowed to his opponent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Where, where, the master's mana is strong, and he is convinced to lose," the man in the Confucian shirt opposite hurriedly said.

"Enlightenment enters the quarterfinals!"

The purple-clothed marquis, who was dressed in a purple robe, lightly pointed the white pen in his hand at the orc in front of him, and then landed on the side of the high platform.

"Brother Dao, I have conceded"

Brush!

The orc man's body flashed with black light, and a small red beast with a somewhat sluggish breath fell from his body.

"Hmph" After the man's face turned blue and red for a while, he snorted coldly and turned around and walked off the high platform.

"This game is won by Ziyihou! Ziyi Hou enters the quarterfinals! ”

At the C-shaped high platform, the atmosphere of the surrounding crowd was extremely high at this moment, and there were people who kept rushing here.

"In the last game, Chen Yifan vs. Jiang Xuehan!"

"Little junior brother, come on!" Lu Xue'er, who was excited, waved her fist at Chen Yifan, "Don't let my spirit stone be wasted."

"Senior brother must do his best" Chen Yifan nodded with a smile and jumped up the platform.

"Swordsman Sect Chen Yifan, Brother Dao, please advise!" Chen Yifan smiled a little embarrassedly.

As soon as Chen Yifan's words fell, there was a sudden burst of boos from the audience.

"It turns out that you are the famous leak picker king of this competition," Jiang Xuehan, who was dressed in a gray robe on the other side, looked at Chen Yifan with a strange expression and said.

It's no wonder that Jiang Xuehan and everyone in the audience are like this, others have relied on their strength to get to where they are now, but Chen Yifan has come to this point by luck.

At the beginning of the game, Chen Yifan was lucky to draw a bye, and in the second round, he finally had an opponent, but the opponent himself was unwell and could not participate in the game. In the next few games, although Chen Yifan relied on his own strength to win, the opponents who fought against Chen Yifan were all inferior to Chen Yifan without exception.

Seeing that others have worked hard until now, but he has come all the way to the present, Chen Yifan is also quite embarrassed.

"However, since you met me this time, then your good luck can only come here" Jiang Xuehan said confidently: "I will let you understand that in the face of absolute strength, good luck will not favor you!" ”

"Holy Emperor Palace Jiang Xuehan! Brother Dao, please advise! ”

After Jiang Xuehan finished saying the last word, the spiritual power on his body suddenly came into operation, and a late stage of cultivation was revealed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Senior Brother Jiang to reach the seventh layer of metamorphosis, now it seems that the Taoist kid is going to be a little troublesome" said lightly.

Wang Yufeng, who was beside him, looked entangled when he heard this, and his palm, which was shrunk in the wide sleeves, was clenched tightly unconsciously.

After feeling Jiang Xuehan's compelling momentum, the pupils in Chen Yifan's eyes shrank slightly, and none of them who could go to the end were weak, but this was not enough to knock me down!

Seeing that Jiang Xuehan's momentum gradually reached its peak, Chen Yifan's eyes were full of fierce battle intent, since you all think that I got here by luck, then I will prove it to you! I, Chen Yifan, didn't stand here just by luck!

"Wow"

The heavy sword bladeless instantly unsheathed and went straight to Jiang Xuehan!

"It's good to come!" Jiang Xuehan roared, and a scroll that looked golden suddenly met the Bladeless Sword!

"It's so heavy!"

After the weapon in the air came into contact, Jiang Xuehan frowned slightly.

Seeing the two of them fighting with their own weapons on the high platform, everyone in the audience began to discuss.

"Hey, tell me who's going to win this game?" An old man with a little dark skin whispered to the young man beside him.

"It's not clear, it must be the Confucian Jiang Xuehan who won," the young man said firmly.

"That's right, it's definitely Senior Brother Jiang who wins."

"That's it, then Chen Yifan's ability to get to this point is all due to luck, if you want me to say, he will definitely lose if he doesn't make three moves."

"You all think so?" The swarthy old man looked suspicious.

"Isn't this nonsense, Senior Brother Jiang's cultivation has reached the seventh layer of metamorphosis, so Chen Yifan is estimated to be at most five layers, otherwise he will keep hiding and hiding."

Sure enough, looking up, the two on the high platform had fought together for some reason, but Chen Yifan blindly dodged for some reason.

"Hehe, I don't think so, I think that Chen Yifan will definitely win" The black-faced old man smiled slightly.

"Hey, old man, aren't you old and confused, don't you see that the stage is one-sided now"

"It's like, you're confused, aren't you?"

The people around him said to each other, and there was a tendency to make the old man change his words.

"So, do you dare to make a bet with me?" The black-faced old man raised his eyebrows.

"Bet? As far as you look poor and sour, what are you gambling on? The young man next to him said disdainfully.

Brush!

As soon as the young man finished speaking, a black-and-white compass engraved with seven dark stars appeared in the eyes of those around him.

I saw that on the compass, one black and one white color each accounted for half, which made people feel quite similar to the Taoist yin and yang gossip diagram at a glance, but it was different when you looked closely, and the seven dark stars were three or three points on both sides, and a somewhat large dark star was set in the center.

The whole compass is simple in shape and introverted, but people with a discerning eye know that this is a rare good baby!

"This, this is yours?" Looking at the faintly breathtaking compass, the young man swallowed his saliva and said with a bit of a stutter.

"It's not mine, it's still yours!" The black-faced old man rolled his eyelids and said, "How about it, we can gamble this time, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay!" The young man nodded again and again, "Old man, no, old man, how do you want to bet?" ”

"How many spirit stones do you think this treasure of mine is worth?" The black-faced old man asked without answering.

"It's worth at least eighty, no, a hundred spirit stones!" Someone behind the young man whispered.

"Okay, then bet a hundred spirit stones!"

"A hundred!"

When the people around heard the old man say this, they all looked shocked, and their breathing became a little heavier unconsciously.

Each of these people has only a few spirit stones per month, plus the task rewards of the sect and their own adventures, the sum of their belongings is less than a dozen, and a hundred spirit stones is undoubtedly a huge wealth for themselves!

Thinking of this, the young man unconsciously looked at the two people fighting on the high platform, only to see that Chen Yifan was pressed to death by Jiang Xuehan, and he retreated again and again, and it seemed that there was no room to fight back at all.

"What? Don't dare to bet? The black-faced old man looked at a few people with some sarcasm, and was about to withdraw the compass.

"Wait!" The young man gritted his teeth, "I don't have a hundred spirit stones, but a few of us may still have this possibility, I don't know if this is possible?" ”

"You're going to make it up?" The black-faced old man seemed to hesitate, "Well, since you are still young and your savings are insufficient, then I will let you make it up!" ”

Hearing the black-faced old man say this, the young man's face relaxed, "Fellow Daoists, how about we all take out our savings and make it up?" ”

"This?"

After the young man finished speaking, several people around him suddenly hesitated.

"What are you waiting for? Such a great opportunity you don't know to cherish! The results of the competition on the high platform are obvious! The young man became a little anxious, "Since you are unwilling to seize this opportunity to make a fortune, then I can only go to someone else!" ”

The young man flicked his long sleeves and turned to walk away.

"Hey, this fellow Daoist, please stay!"

A man hurriedly said, "I bet! ”

"I bet too!"

"I bet too!"

"Okay, thank you for your support, as long as the result of the game is one point, I, Su Ding, will immediately go and exchange this treasure for spirit stones and distribute it to everyone!"

The young man's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly collected the spirit stone.

"Uncle, this is ninety-nine spirit stones, there is still one missing, I don't know if I can use worldly money to offset it?" Su Ding took a bag of spirit stones and said with some embarrassment.

"Secular? That's fine, but ......."

"Uncle, please rest assured, the worldly money will definitely satisfy you!"

Su Ding saw that the old man nodded in agreement, and hurriedly interrupted his words for fear that he would regret it.

"This is a silver ticket of 100,000 taels, please accept it first, if it is not enough, I will borrow some for you."

The black-faced old man snatched it into his arms, "Enough, enough" The old face instantly smiled into flowers.

"Why is this cargo so happy to see the silver ticket? Those ninety-nine spirit stones are worth much more than this silver ticket, and I haven't seen him so happy? Su Ding looked suspicious.

"Well, it's a bet, it's for you"

The black-faced old man, who had been smiling for a long time, seemed to remember something, and reached out to give the compass that seemed to be worth a lot of money to Su Ding.

"This? That's it for us? Su Ding couldn't believe it, "Uncle, the results of this game haven't come out yet?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll let you go first," said the black-faced old man, still looking at the silver ticket with straight eyes.

"Then, okay, this is your spirit stone" Seeing this, Su Ding handed over the spirit stone a little helplessly.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say" The black-faced old man smiled and took the spirit stone into his arms.

"What, I'm a little uncomfortable all of a sudden, I'll go to the toilet first, you guys wait a while"

After the black-faced old man finished speaking, he hurriedly ran out without waiting for everyone to react.

"Oops"

Seeing this, Su Ding hurriedly shouted a few words, "What a weird person"

"Brother Dao, this thing can't be fake, right? Otherwise, how could he have run out in such a hurry? ”

"No, this thing must be a treasure" said the young man who had quoted a hundred spirit stones just now, "I've seen a treasure similar to it before, but this one seems to be even more powerful."

"Hey, whatever, as long as this treasure is in our hands," Su Ding said with a compass.

"But our spirit stones are still in his hands, if we win, wouldn't we lose so many spirit stones in vain!"

"Don't worry, as long as this big day doesn't end, then no one in this Holy Palace can go out," Su Ding said confidently.

"When the time comes, it's not an easy matter to get the spirit stone back?"