Chapter 8: The Young Master of the Blood Wolf Legion

Behind him, there was the frantic cry of the emaciated man when he was victorious, looking at the broken corpses in the ring, the audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause, and some of the people who bet on the right bet danced and shouted, while the people who made the wrong bet were red one by one, pointing to the dead man whose head was shattered on the ground, and cursing through gritted teeth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Sitting quietly in the backstage curtain, Gu Yan lowered his eyebrows and waited to play, the gamblers next to him stared at the young man with a pair of hostile eyes, and some senior outlaws licked their lips and looked at Gu Yan greedily, it seemed that they all regarded the young man as a soft persimmon.

"Next, No. 5 Gu Yan will face No. 2 Zhou Yuan!" The host took out the results of the lottery and read it as always, and when he said the word "Gu Yan", even he himself was a little unconvinced, thinking that it was the person with the same name.

Gu Yan slowly stood up, and not far from him, a young man of the same age also walked out, Gu Yan noticed his opponent, and the young man who was about to appear suddenly heard a playful threat: "Don't worry, I will let you die quickly without pain!"

His eyes wandered, and Gu Yan slowly looked at the young man who followed: "You know me!"

"Haha!" For Gu Yan's surprise, Zhou Yuan patted the young man's shoulder with disdain and smiled: "Five years are still in the sixth grade, right?"

Ignoring Zhou Yuan's threat, the boy took the lead in walking towards the ring, but as soon as he stepped into the ring, he found that the host was looking at him as if he had seen a ghost, and the boy walked to the center of the ring in a daze, but in an instant, the whole casino seemed to explode.

"It's him!"

"Could it be that the son of the strongest man in Lishan is short of money?"

"As far as his six-grade yuan is concerned, he won't be here to make trouble!"

"Hey, hey! Bet on life and death first, if something happens, Gu Long is helpless! "For the most controversial teenager in Lishan City, everyone in the audience is familiar with it, and the young man gambles his life with the strength of the six-grade yuan, which is undoubtedly self-defeating in the hearts of everyone.

"Ahem, life and death are destined for wealth and wealth," he emphasized to the two teenagers standing opposite each other in the ring, "I announce that the game has officially begun."

"Boom!"

Before the host's voice fell, and he hadn't even retreated from the ring, Zhou Yuan shouted violently, and the vitality of the six-grade yuan person came out of his body, instantly lingering around the entire arm, and suddenly turned his palm into a fist, and the violent vitality formed a gust of strong wind at the end of the fist. With a bent leg, the whole person is like a hunting leopard, gritting his teeth and smashing down on the head of the young man not far away, and the shot is a killing move.

However, in the face of Zhou Yuan's sharp offensive, the young man smiled disdainfully, looking at the rushing fist wind, a slight sideways, the violent vitality offensive actually slid past the young man's soap shirt.

Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect Gu Yan to be able to dodge his attack so easily, and as soon as the blow missed, Zhou Yuan turned over weirdly and smashed out towards the young man's ribs again, if he hit Gu Yan, he would have to be crippled if he didn't die.

In the face of Zhou Yuan's vicious offensive, Gu Yan finally frowned, and a touch of anger surged into his heart, since he was so unforgiving, then he had nothing to scruple about.

Just when Zhou Yuan's fist was only three inches away from the young man's chest, suddenly a fierce scorching vitality burst out from the ancient rock body, and the vitality surged, in Zhou Yuan's frightened expression, the vitality wrapped around his arm, the five fingers moved, and the fingers were palms, and a low cry came from the young man's mouth: "Yellow Order Low-level Mountain Opening Palm!"

"Bang!"

The young man's palm that lingered with the golden fire attribute vitality was fiercely imprinted on Zhou Yuan's chest, and he actually interrupted the latter's attack, "poof" Zhou Yuan only felt the pain in his chest as if he had been hit by an arrow, and the violent palm force swept into his body in a rampage, shaking the internal organs into disorder, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out, Zhou Yuanqi flew upside down like a gossamer, and smashed the ring.

"Don't kill me!" Holding his chest, Zhou Yuan supported his body and retreated in fear, looking at Gu Yan as if he had seen a monster.

The silence, even the breathing sound of the entire casino people can be heard clearly, the original ending was reversed in vain, Gu Yan, who was supposed to be lying on the ground, was Zhou Yuan with a frightened face at this time, and suddenly, the entire audience erupted into a deafening roar, pointing at Zhou Yuan, who was as thin as a gossamer, and people roared hoarsely: "Kill him, kill him!"

Compared with the anger of the audience, as the owner of the Wang family, it can be said that the eyebrows are smiling, the manager in charge of the accounts looked at the steady stream of gold coins, and had already smiled from ear to ear, it turned out that seeing Gu Yan's play, everyone bet on Zhou Yuan's body, and the Wang family, as the banker, had to sit on this village very reluctantly.

People thought that this was Wang Jiabai giving money, and the owner Wangfu also recognized it as unlucky, but the sudden reversal of the plot made everyone lose everything, which is why they shouted to kill Zhou Yuan one by one.

"Let's go!" However, ignoring the shouts of the audience, the young man said lightly, listening to this, Zhou Yuan looked at the young man in shock, gambling on the ring, even if the opponent knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, everyone would kill him without mercy, remembering his own self-conscious words before the start, quietly looking at Gu Yan, who was not angry and self-assured, Zhou Yuan bowed deeply to the latter, and fell down with a disgraced face.

Back in the backstage again, the eyes of the others looking at the young man were like two people, the people present were mainly six and seven yuan, the young man's thousand blows made everyone dare not provoke again, however, the young man did not care too much, waiting for the next game, and soon the little guy sent 20% of the gold coins obtained by the Wang family in this competition, which was the first pot of gold for the young man.

However, I waited for more than an hour, and still didn't draw Gu Yan to play, until the sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a blood-red, and the night was about to fall, and there were only a few people left in the entire backstage.

"Next, No. 5 Gu Yan vs. No. 8 Wu Feng!"

The tiger's eyes were shocked, the young man walked towards the ring without hurrying, and when Gu Yan came on the field, his opponent Wu Feng was drooping, lazily trimming his nails, and when he saw the young man walking slowly, his reddish eyes suddenly swelled with bloodthirsty banter.

"Isn't that the young master of the Blood Wolf Legion?"

"He's an eight-rank element!"

"Let the strength of the Guyan Sixth-Rank Yuan fight against the Eighth-Rank, the Wang family's dark box operation is too obvious!" The sharp-eyed people recognized Wu Feng's identity, and the audience not only booed for this unwinnable battle.

Sensing the anger in the audience's emotions, the host hurriedly hugged his fists and explained: "Everyone, don't be impatient, because there are not many players left in the background, and the upper limit of the challenge filled in by Gu Yan is the eight-grade yuan, so the two of them were drawn."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was speechless, it was really overwhelming, five years of vitality had not been an inch, but now they jumped out to challenge the eight-grade yuan, I don't know if they are impatient to live, or grandstanding. The audience laughed and shook their heads. And Wu Feng, who was standing not far from Gu Yan, also raised his scarlet eyes and looked at the young man with interest, "Interesting!" ”

Not surprisingly, after knowing the reason why Gu Yan was not self-sufficient, everyone invariably bet all their bets on Wu Feng, and they all decided that Gu Yan's death, and the Wang family once again sat in the village with great reluctance. After all, against the eighth-grade with the six-grade element, this is undoubtedly a grasshopper shaking the tree, I don't know what to say.

With the referee's order, Wu Feng changed his laziness, only to see his scarlet eyes suddenly condensed, the vitality came out of his body, and instantly climbed up his arms, and after a while, delicate blood-colored spikes appeared on the five fingers out of thin air, and the fingers moved gently, and the blood-colored spikes condensed by the vitality were also dancing in an orderly manner: "Yellow Order High-level Blood Yuan Thorn!"

As soon as he made a move, he was a high-level Yuan Technique of the Yellow Order, and such a fierce and vicious method was to kill Gu Yan from the beginning, a touch of playful ridicule was lifted at the corner of Wu Feng's mouth, and he saw that his steps were vain, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, a flicker, a person who was still alive just now disappeared out of thin air.

"What?" Gu Yan's eyes froze, and he looked at the opponent who had no trace in disbelief, such a fast footwork, the young man could only hear the sound of footsteps, and there was no trace of a person.

"Is this the Eight Rank Yuan?" His brows furrowed, and the young man said to himself solemnly, it turned out that Wu Feng's Blood Wolf Legion was a mercenary group known for assassination, and the ethereal footwork was exactly what they were doing, so it was no wonder that Gu Yan couldn't figure it out.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a dark figure burst out of the void, with gusts of wind, and the spur in his hand stabbed into the young man's chest impartially, once hit, Gu Yan would definitely die.

Gu Yan's secret path was not good, seeing that the spur was about to be stabbed, the young man's nerves trembled suddenly, and then suddenly twisted the wolf's waist, the blood-colored spike tightly pressed against the young man's arm and pierced the soap shirt, narrowly avoiding the sneak attack, Gu Yan panted and looked at the young man who was revealed from the void.

"Kill him!" Looking at Gu Yankan's embarrassed appearance that could not escape the attack, the audience suddenly roared excitedly, what is the son of the strongest man in Lishan, he came to gamble his life and signed a life and death certificate, and he was just a cricket in the eyes of the officials.

"That's a good response!" Gently provoking the spikes on his fingers, Wu Feng smiled like a monkey: "Then let you see the real 'Blood Yuan Thorn'!"

In the young man's frightened expression, the vitality roared out from Wu Feng's body, and above his five fingers, the blood-colored spike was growing at a strange speed, and after a while, it was as narrow as a bee's sting, and a trace of blood-colored evil qi swirled around it, making the blood and qi coagulate.

Stretching out his scarlet tongue and licking the blood-colored spike, Wu Feng's bloodthirsty eyes swelled with excitement.