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The gong sounded, and the male disciple won without surprise.

After that, the boss made several bets with her, all of which ended in fiasco.

In the end, the waiter couldn't bear to look at him directly.

I always feel that the boss is a bit dead.

But he seems to be interested, and every time it seems that he has a big chance of winning, but in the end the result will be reversed. This also led to the fact that this battle of Dabi became very exciting.

Many people were thrilled to see it.

Because almost every game, there are all kinds of accidents that lead to results beyond everyone's imagination.

Finally, it was the tiger's turn.

After this fight, if he can win the game. You can enter the inner door without facing the fate of leaving or becoming a waiter.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Hu'er's opponent.

His opponent is not a simple character, although he is a female disciple, he has good qualifications, and in twenty years, he has cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period. On the other hand, Hu'er is only at the beginning of the foundation building period, or just after the foundation is built, his breath is unstable, and there are even cracks on the foundation platform.

In fact, there is no comparison in this game, and Hu'er's luck is not good.

It can even be regarded as extremely bad, even he himself is gray-faced, and he has no hope in his heart.

Not only did he think so, but almost everyone present was able to see the image of him being defeated. After all, the disparity in strength between the two is too great, and even the head of the house has no idea of wanting to bet.

In fact, before the game, Hu'er was ready to lose, thinking that he would be in Jiutian Town after the game, and he hadn't seen his mother for a long time.

But as soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but look towards the high platform.

Although I couldn't see the person's appearance, I could only see a vague shadow, and there was always a sense of loss in my heart.

Facing his lost eyes, he suddenly remembered his surprised eyes when he just woke up, and his heart moved, and said:

"Aren't you going to continue the bet?"

"Huh?" The head looked at her differently.

Is there still a need to bet on this game? Aren't the results obvious?

But her appearance is obviously not like this, and the head of the house is also moved. Could it be that in her opinion, there is an unexpected reversal?

"I think Hu'er will win." She curled the corners of her mouth and turned her gaze for the first time to look at the master. There was a sense of confidence in his eyes, as if he was competing against himself, not the male disciple named Hu'er.

What the hell is a tiger? The head muttered in his heart, and when he looked at the field, he unexpectedly saw the thin male disciple, and he didn't look good at him in his heart.

The main thing is that the aura on his body is too weak, and he can naturally see in his eyes that the other party's foundation is not stable. Not to mention the late stage of the foundation building period, maybe the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Qi refining period will be able to defeat him.

"Elder Mo's granddaughter has a lot of treasures in her hands, are you sure?" The boss still felt that there was no need to bet this time, although it was the first time she had mentioned her spirits.

"Some people, God will help, no matter how many treasures there are, can they fight the sky?" She said with a light smile, with an indescribable pride in her tone.

Only then did the head feel that he had recklessly met her for the first time. Or maybe I never really knew her.

The pride in her bones did not appear in vain. From the first time they met, the other party refused to become her disciple, and her arrogance was vividly reflected. At that time, he didn't care, or rather, he didn't take the other party's arrogance to heart. Geniuses will always be different from ordinary people.

But as he talked about it again and again, there were too many things that surprised him and even frightened him.

She was too calm, too calm, and her mood was too calm. There is no bottleneck, it seems to be detached from mundane things, and it sees through the truth that no one can see. It seems that she never seems to be troubled, no matter how far away the things discussed with her are, she will never show any yearning and indifference to the unknown.

This feeling is as if the person sitting next to him is not a cultivator, not a person.

It is an emotionless god, like a ruthless heavenly way, using all things as dogs. It seemed that everything that had been gained was the same in her eyes, without the slightest difference.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Perhaps, in her eyes, she is like the rest of the chair, there is not much difference.

He didn't understand the other party's attitude towards the other party, nor did he understand the profound forums that the other party said when he was talking about the Tao. In fact, the language he speaks is not very profound, it is a very thin vocabulary, but he can't break it, can't see through it, can't think about it, and can't understand it.

At this time, on the stage, the two had already sacrificed their weapons and fought together.

The tiger is retreating one after another, and the weapon in his hand is completely incomparable with the brilliant weapon in the opponent's hand. is constantly suppressed, and he doesn't even have the ability to fight back with the slightest attack, so he can only think of defense and retreat.

Compared to the confident smile on the female disciple's face, Hu'er was sweating profusely and looked even more embarrassed.

The sighs from the audience kept coming to my ears.

Hu'er swallowed his saliva, and suddenly his eyes suddenly became in a trance.

Then, my arm suddenly ached. The long sword in the female disciple's hand suddenly slashed through her arm.

The sword in Hu'er's hand fell to the ground.

At this moment, there is no need to compare at all, the monk has no weapons, and he can't repel the opponent just by relying on spells, not to mention that he has just built a foundation, and he has not learned much attack spells at all.

The female disciple didn't want to force him to death, the sword in her hand had fallen, and she had no strength to fight again. Even if you fight, in the face of absolute strength, you will not back down.

"You throw in the towel." The female disciple looked at Hu'er proudly, and Hu'er was already standing on the edge of the high platform at this time.

Hu'er glanced behind him, it was the abyss of defeat, which meant that he would either choose to return to Nine Heavens Town or become a waiter.

"I'm ......" Hu'er clenched his hands and suddenly looked up.

The dazzling light on the female disciple's body made him feel inferior, and he didn't dare to look at it directly.

The female disciple also walked to the edge, as if waiting for him to announce his admission of defeat, and then he could leave.

But just as Hu'er wanted to speak, a black cloud suddenly appeared above his head. Appeared almost out of thin air, without warning.

"Not good." As soon as the female disciple fell, the spiritual power on her body suddenly became disordered, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be out of control and quickly converged towards her.

The rich aura made her not have time to react at all, and she was scraped off the high platform by an aura.

"Concentrate and calm down, hold Yuan Shouyi." Not far from her, an old man quickly arrived around him, and said in a voice.

The way she looks at this time is obviously about to get married.

The head of the door quickly offered a small golden bell in his hand, and then waved it forward, and the golden bell enveloped her, blocking all breath. The clouds could not sense her presence, and gradually dissipated.

The old man respectfully saluted the master, and then quickly left the place with the female disciple.

The head came back to his senses and glanced at her with a complicated expression. Just as she looked up, a smile raised.

Obviously, he hadn't felt cold for a long time, and for some reason, at this moment, he experienced a feeling of cold coming.

There was only one Hu'er on the stage, although the sword had fallen, and although the female disciple fell off the high platform because of the breakthrough, she was the first to fall.

So, in the end, Tiger won.

She won. (To be continued.) )