At first hearing the voice, the disciples who were talking about it instantly quieted down, and when Long Eighteen heard someone shouting his name, he subconsciously agreed, and the smile on his face suddenly froze when he saw the appearance of the words.

It was Zhuang Yusheng who spoke, although he knew that he would play sooner or later, but when he was named when he was arguing with people like this, Eighteen Shao suddenly felt a strange feeling.

"Yes, the copper is gone. ”

Zhuang Yusheng shouted out another Rao name, and a burly, dark-skinned young man among the dozen or so old students not far away was carrying a large guillotine knife half a meter wide and one and a half meters long, striding towards the venue where Ye Hao had fought just now.

Ye Hao looked at the young man whose muscles were as hard as rocks and the blood vessels in his arms were twisted and bulging like earthworms, frowning slightly, and said loudly: "Admit defeat." ”

Long Eighteen saw that the face of this opponent, who was half a head taller than himself and was carrying a knife like half a door panel in his hand, had already changed, and after hearing Ye Hao's voice, he turned his head: "If you don't fight, you will admit defeat, isn't it very shameless?"

Ye Hao said seriously: "Your injury is too serious, he is a force cultivator, just to restrain the exercises you practice, even if you raise the Dragon Elephant Break to the extreme, I am afraid that you will not be able to take three hits, and you will not have any chance to fight head-on." ”

Long Eighteen knew Ye Hao's facts, in the previous nine levels, he had encountered several very strong opponents, although he finally came to the final venue with some means, the injuries on his body were not light, but he was really unwilling to admit defeat without trying.

"The Long family would rather be killed, but they will never be defeated!"

I don't know where the confidence came from, Long Eighteen suddenly raised his voice, and shouted out a sentence often heard in the words in a heroic voice.

"Today, I want everyone to know that in addition to money, the Long family also has an unyielding backbone!"

After shouting this, without looking at the strange eyes around him, Long Eighteen immediately lowered his voice and asked Ye Hao: "Is there really no chance?"

Ye Hao looked at Long Eighteen a little helplessly, and said in a semi-mocking tone: "Yes, don't your Long family have a lot of money? ”

This was originally a joke, but Long Shiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily: "If you don't forget it, then I'll try it." ”

Finished, no longer paying attention to Ye Hao's somewhat crying and laughing expressions, he took a step towards the field in front of him, but suddenly stopped when he walked to Zhuang Yusheng's side, looked at him with malicious eyes, and said, "Your Excellency, I have something I want to ask you." ”

Long Shiao's tone was very polite, and even a little rude, if it was another disciple, he would never dare to speak to him with this attitude, but in the face of Long Eighteen, Zhuang Yusheng's reaction was surprisingly calm, and there was even a faint smile on his indifferent face.

"Just ask. ”

"Did you mean it!"

Long Eighteen approached Zhuang Yusheng and lowered his voice and said suspiciously.

Many people have doubts about the rules of the lottery duel, except for Nie Rudong, who was drawn next door, and blurted out the word 'unfair' because he was too nervous, no one else dared to question it. Although Long Shiao's voice still reached a lot of ears, all eyes suddenly fell on Zhuang Yusheng.

"Is it necessary?"

Zhuang Yusheng looked at a blood-stained bandage wrapped around Long Eighteen's left leg and said, "Especially for you." ”

The meaning of this sentence is obvious, with Long Eighteen's current injury, even if he takes the healing elixir, it is impossible to heal in such a short period of time, his cultivation is the lowest among the forty-five newly promoted inner temple disciples, and the injury is the most serious, even if he has a powerful bloodline combat skill, it is impossible for him to continue walking, and if he is replaced by any opponent, he will not have any hope of winning.

Long Eighteen narrowed his eyes, stared at Zhuang Yusheng's eyes, and said shyly: "It's not necessary for me, so who is necessary?"

This is a typical case of having nothing to do, messing around, but for some reason, Zhuang Yusheng's face, who was originally indifferent, changed slightly, and his voice instantly became cold: "If you don't play again, I don't mind directly announcing Zhong Litong's victory!"

"Don't! I just want to contact you, why do you turn your face, I'll go up, brothers, wait for the news of my victorious return!"

Over, Long Eighteen laughed twice and walked towards the opposite venue.

"What's your name?"

After entering, Long Eighteen stood in front of Zhong Litong, who was a full circle thicker than himself and half a head taller, and looked up at his slightly rough face in the swarthy and asked.

"Chung off the copper!"

Zhong Litong poked the guillotine in his hand to the ground, and the half-meter knife body was deeply inserted into the lin, and the urn said angrily: "Do it, you have a good physique, you seem to have the strength to handle it, I hope I can withstand the beating, my big knife has long been hungry and thirsty!"

With a flip of his wrist, at least a two-hundred-pound dagger was gently swept to his shoulder like a feather, and the tip of the knife brought up a handful of dirt and sprinkled Long Eighteen on his face.

"Phew, bah, bah. ”

Long Eighteen spit out a few mouthfuls of mud on his mouth, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't be in a hurry to do it first, I have a few questions I want to ask you before the official competition." ”

"You. ”

Zhong Litong stared at Long Eighteen Dao with eyes bigger than a bull's eye.

"How old are you?"

"Nineteen!"

"Where?"

"Pheasant Ridge in the North Wilderness. ”

"Ah, the Northern Wilderness is a place where barbarians live, are you a barbarian?"

"Yes, I'm a barbarian!"

"I heard that the barbarians are very poor, are you short of money?"

"There is no shortage!"

“......”

"Any questions?"

"What about women, do you like beautiful women?"

"I don't like it!"

“......”

"Are you done asking?"

"Exercise cheats, elixir, do you need anything?"

"Nope!"

“......”

Long Eighteen felt a little stuffy in his heart, and after knowing that the other party was a barbarian, he knew that his hope of buying with money had been completely lost. This is the lesson he learned from his contact with Hera.

But he wasn't going to give up.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I've heard that the loser of the Long family, Long Eighteen. Zhong Litong said loudly without hesitation, and some of the onlookers suddenly gloated and sneered.

Long Eighteen gritted his teeth with hatred, he already knew what others called themselves behind their backs, but there were not many people in the entire Anyang City who dared to call themselves 'losers' directly in front of him, because anyone with a little brain would have scruples about the Long family behind him, and no one wanted to cause unnecessary trouble unless there was a special reason.

"I'm very rich, our Long family is the richest family in the Great Xia Kingdom, I can give you whatever you want, as long as you can admit defeat and let me win this game, how about it?"