"Okay, let it go, it's a big deal to go back and live a hard life if you lose, it's not like you haven't lived!" Han Zimo was ruthless and decided to take a gamble.

Zhang Yunfan interrupted him, retracted his smile and reminded, "Don't be so excited, I'll see how Mo Wushuang and Wu Xingchen's strength is later, if their cultivation is too high, buy them to win, if there is a chance to win, buy me to win." ”

Han Zimo expressed his incomprehension, "Senior brother, if their cultivation is too high, aren't you obviously hitting the stone with an egg?" Even if I make money, I won't feel good! ”

"What's so bad about winning?" Zhang Yunfan smiled, and then said with relief, "If I lose the game and you make money here, then there is nothing bad about it, at least you earn spirit stones, right?" ”

Zhang Yunfan has learned about underground black boxing before, in China, the organizer takes the risk of doing this, just for money, winning or losing is to serve the ultimate money, the so-called glory is just a disguise to cover up money transactions. It is precisely because of this understanding that Zhang Yunfan thought so openly, since he can't win, it is better to take the opportunity to make a profit, it is better than not earning nothing.

After doing Han Zimo's ideological work, Zhang Yunfan took out two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, which were counted as cooperation funds, plus the two hundred medium-grade spirit stones that Han Zimo had just won, and the gambling capital was as high as four hundred medium-grade spirit stones, for most students who were not financially well-off, this spirit stone was already a broken fortune, and many people had never seen so many spirit stones in their lives, and now this spirit stone is just a gambling fund.

After agreeing on the gambling matter, Zhang Yunfan was still very indifferent, the two hundred medium-grade spirit stones were only a part of the overall wealth of wealth for him, and there were still 1,300 medium-grade spirit stones left in the storage bag, even if he lost, he would not return to the pre-liberation period, and it could only be regarded as an investment failure.

After a while, Zhang Yunfan finally waited for the long-awaited protagonist, and it was Wu Xingchen's turn to play, this person was indeed as rumored, extremely arrogant, walked on stage without squinting, looked at the opponent in front of him with a sword in both hands, and the corners of his mouth were full of a hint of ridicule, full of disdain.

Wu Xingchen was wearing a white robe, with a tall figure of more than 1.8 meters, and his own appearance was quite outstanding, he became the prince charming in the minds of all female students.

"Damn, the Otherworldly Continent also chases stars, but this son is not as handsome as me, and when Lao Tzu wins, I don't know if there will be fans looking for me to sign it......" Zhang Yunfan was obscene in his heart, and at the same time of reverie, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Han Zimo, who was sitting on the side, was not so calm, he still had four hundred medium-grade spirit stones in his arms, he felt like a bandit, but when he saw Zhang Yunfan's calm and calm appearance, he felt a sense of admiration in his heart.

As far as he knows, Zhang Xuan is not very wealthy, therefore, his usual life is extremely frugal, among the many tutors in the academy, his thrift is famous, and he took out two hundred medium-grade spirit stones at once, in his mind, maybe it is all Zhang Xuan's wealth, and now he is desperate, all used to gamble, and can still maintain such calmness, this state of mind is worth learning from him.

However, Han Zimo didn't know that the shabby Zhang Xuan before had already died, and now this Senior Brother Zhang was someone else, and he had only been in the Otherworldly Continent for a few years, and he had earned a huge fortune with his ability, which he couldn't imagine.

Just when Han Zimo was thinking wildly, a battle broke out on the martial spirit platform......

Wu Xingchen's opponent is a young male cultivator who is not tall, but he is fat and round, and when he stood on the stage, he was in stark contrast to the tall Wu Xingchen......

In the face of this kind of passionate scene, one can imagine how much psychological pressure this male cultivator has endured. At this time, the game officially began, but Wu Xingchen stood still, even disdainful of looking at the opponent in front of him, the atmosphere was stalemate for a while, and in the end, the male cultivator couldn't bear such a depression, drew his sword and rushed forward.

Looking at the opponent rushing towards him, Wu Xingchen was still half-squinting, as if he was dozing off, and when the opponent rushed to the front and waved his sword towards him, Wu Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes and snorted coldly: "Look for death!" ”

Bang......

Wu Xingchen did not draw the sword, but held the hilt of the sword with one hand, picked up the sword of the short and fat male cultivator and flew it into the air, and then slammed the sword down, and smashed it on the male cultivator's neck with lightning speed, and the short and fat male cultivator didn't even react, he was smashed to the ground, holding his neck and wailing.

The battle has just begun, and the next second it will be over!

After defeating the opponent, Wu Xingchen glanced at the elder seat, turned around and walked towards the stage with an indifferent face amid the screams of the female cultivators on the scene.

"It's over so soon, I don't see anything, what's going on?" Zhang Yunfan was full of expectations and deliberately stayed, just to see Wu Xingchen's true strength, but unexpectedly, he knocked the opponent to the ground with just one move, and he couldn't get up again! Looking at the short and fat male cultivator lying on the ground, Zhang Yunfan sighed, thinking, "This guy is sad enough, this neck needs to be raised for at least ten and a half months." ”

The next few games are quite popular, far more interesting than yesterday's preliminary round, several pairs of contestants who have come on the field one after another, have shown their strongest strength, and they are inextricably matched, Zhang Yunfan also watched it tastefully, and more than a while has passed unconsciously, and finally it is Mo Wushuang's turn to take the stage.

Compared with Wu Xingchen's pretending to be indifferent, Mo Wushuang is a complete iceberg beauty, giving people a feeling that no one is close, it is an inner indifferent temperament, but it is not disgusting, but it feels very cold. Of course, this is Zhang Yunfan's judgment from a man's point of view, as for what the nun will think, it is unknown.

"It's finally the goddess's turn to play, and I've waited so long just to see my family's peerless mentor, haha......" A male cultivator next to him suddenly became a nymphomaniac, grinning and smirking.

Looking at the eager appearance of the male cultivator, Zhang Yunfan felt a chill in his heart, thinking, "This product is too unreserved, and people are not your wife, so I'm excited!" ”

The hot scene when Wu Xingchen was on the field before appeared again, but this time the excitement was basically male cultivators, although there were also female cultivators, but there were very few, which shows how strong Mo Wushuang's personal charm is.

The atmosphere of the scene was higher and higher, but on the stage, Mo Wushuang was accustomed to this, and she looked at the opponent who came from afar in the audience without waves. Her opponent was a girl, but compared to Mo Wushuang's temperament, this girl's aura was much weaker, and even seemed a little cowardly.

Under the huge pressure of the mountain, the girl walked up to the stage with difficulty, stood opposite Mo Wushuang, and shouted timidly, "Senior Sister Mo!" ”

Mo Wushuang didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, "Let's start!" ”

Just when everyone thought that the girl would draw her sword and fight, they listened to her, "Senior Sister Mo, I admit defeat!" ”

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly dropped to freezing, the hustle and bustle stopped abruptly, and everyone was silent, but Mo Wushuang, who was an opponent, frowned and said: "As a monk, when facing an opponent, even if you know that you are not an opponent, you should draw your sword and fight it out, instead of choosing to surrender, this will not be beneficial to your future cultivation at all." ”

was scolded in the face, the girl almost didn't cry, lowered her head, "Senior Sister Mo, I understand yours, but I know very well that it is already a miracle to be able to get to this point, if the opponent is not you, maybe I still have the courage to fight, but the person facing you is you, I really don't have the confidence to draw my sword." ”

"I'm sorry!"

The girl bowed her head gloomily, bowed slightly, turned around and stepped down, this time Mo Wushuang won without a fight.

There was a sigh in the audience, no one expected that the result would be like this, including all the elders in the elder seat, all looked confused. This was the first player to admit defeat since the start of the competition, and after an initial stunned discussion, everyone had a heated discussion on the matter.

"I'll go, another one who surrenders, it's a vain wait, alas, ......" With a long sigh, Zhang Yunfan didn't want to look any further, got up and walked towards the stage.

The reason why Zhang Yunfan stayed was to see how powerful the two players who were rumored to be amazing and endowed with extraordinary talents were, but they were disappointed twice in a row, and he couldn't look down on the rest of the players, so he decided to leave first.

This time, Han Zimo didn't leave, but he chased after him and asked a question, "Senior brother, is it to buy you to win the gambling in Mingkai, or Wu Xingchen?" ”

Zhang Yunfan frowned and thought for a while before answering, "I didn't see anything famous just now, and I don't know Wu Xingchen's path very well, but if you believe me, I will definitely give it a go, even if I can't win, I have to fight a draw with him, so that we won't lose money." ”

Being able to say this, Ming Zhang Yunfan is still very confident, at least he is not afraid of Wu Xingchen. But he didn't give Han Zimo a clear answer after all, and it depends on how Han Zimo understands his words.

patting Han Zimo's shoulder, Zhang Yunfan smiled meaningfully, and walked away step by step.

Back in the cave, Zhang Yunfan went straight to the secret room, wanting to break through the current realm before the start of the Ming competition, and just when he was about to enter the alchemy room, Hei Hehua, who had been sleeping for many days, woke up one after another, which was nothing, but to Zhang Yunfan's surprise, the realm of both of them had actually improved.

Before, Hei and Hua were both sixth-order spirit beasts, but now they have improved to a realm, and their strength is comparable to that of a seven-fold cultivator with a quenching body, looking at the two advanced spirit beasts, the corners of Zhang Yunfan's mouth raised a smile full of joy.

"Come on, come on, this vampire elixir is a reward for you!" The advancement of the spirit beast made Zhang Yunfan feel very happy, and he took out a few pills casually and handed them over.

Last time, Zhang Yunfan fed the spirit beasts with the Beast Feeding Pill, and gave them all at once, and now there is no extra Beast Feeding Pill on his body, so he took out two Quenching Pills and rewarded them as snacks.

Fortunately, the spirit beast doesn't pick its mouth, as long as it is an elixir, they all like it, Hua stretched out his tongue and licked it, swept away three pills, and then fell down, opened his mouth and picked up one, raised his head and swallowed it, swallowed it three times in a row, and ate all three pills, and burped when it was over.

(End of chapter)