Although Wu Xue was suspected of releasing water, Di Bai still won no matter what, and this also dealt a great blow to the momentum of the scattered cultivators.

It's okay to say that Lin Zheng lost to Di Liuguang before, after all, the latter is an innate monk, and everyone doesn't have much hope. But Di Bai is not an innate cultivator, he is just a cultivator, and the half-step innate Wu Xue actually lost to him, which makes the loose cultivator how to accept it.

"Lost two games in a row, I think they did it on purpose"

"That's it, it's just that they still pick the hard ones and lose all the faces of our loose cultivation."

"Then what can you do, we can't afford to mess with them"

...........

Such remarks accompanied by the sound of whispered discussions spread rapidly among the scattered cultivators, so that many casual cultivators looked at Grandma Wu and the others with dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, I think they're right, you just don't want to win"

Bloody Qingyun sneered, and looked coldly at Grandma Wu and Lin Wu's ancestors.

Lin Wu and Qingyun had a grudge in front of them, and they fought again, and after hearing him talk like this, they didn't want to pay attention to him, and directly expressed their attitude with a cold snort.

Seeing this, Qingyun's face was angry again, if it wasn't for Zhao Ling's pull, he was afraid that he would have another fight with Lin Wu.

"It's not your turn to do things in the old body, if you don't accept it, even if you fight."

And Grandma Wu's attitude is as tough as ever, and her speech is even harder.

How did Qingyun, who was like a fire, feel it, the tiger stared, and his bloody hair flew like flames, and the spiritual pressure of the whole person also climbed to the peak.

After the surrounding scattered cultivators saw this scene, many people were gloating with a look of schadenfreude, and they looked like they were watching the excitement.

Seeing this scene, Zang Tian sighed and stood directly in the middle of several people,

"You can't say that, Di Bai's little doll is not an ordinary person, and it's enough to change your doll."

To everyone's surprise, Zang Tian was actually speaking for Grandma Wu.

"What, do you think my heir can't clean up a mid-level cultivator?"

Qingyun was unhappy, Zang Tian was understandable, but saying that his heirs were not as good as Di Bai made him very dissatisfied. The half-step innate heir who he had carefully cultivated couldn't clean up a middle-level cultivator, and he couldn't afford to lose this person.

"Zang Tian's seniors, juniors are brave, can you make a bet with you?"

At this time, the young man who had been silent beside Qingyun spoke up. This young man and Qingyun are also full of blood, with a proud face, and the two of them are like carved out of the same mold.

"Oh, you're the grandson of the old red head?"

Seeing that this young man actually wanted to bet with himself, Zang Tian looked stunned, obviously he didn't expect the other party to do this. But in an instant, he came to his senses and grinned at the young man, revealing his trademark white fangs.

Although the young man's face was full of arrogance, the etiquette was still good, and after hearing Zang Tian's question, he bowed to him, and then nodded

"The younger generation is the ancestor and grandson"

Zang Tian saw that this young man was neither humble nor arrogant, which was quite different from Qingyun's fiery temperament, and immediately had a lot of curiosity about this young man in his heart.

"Little doll, tell me, what do you want to bet with?"

His gaze swept over Qingxue Jiao's face, and he asked with a smile.

"I'm going to challenge the one on the stage, if I win, I want to see the swordsmanship tips of the seniors"

The boy smiled and made his own bet.

"Hiss~"

Hearing this, the eyes of the scattered cultivators looking at Qingxue Jiao changed instantly.

This boy is terrible.

Of course, they have heard of the famous name of the key to swordsmanship, which can be said to be Zang Tian's summary and summary of his own sword skills, and its importance is no worse than a book of immortal level exercises.

As soon as Qingxue Jiao opened his mouth, he asked for this key, and for the extremely heavy inheritance of the loose cultivation lineage, it was definitely a lion's big mouth.

And Zang Tianchu was indeed stunned when he heard the other party's request, he really didn't think that this young man would be so ambitious, and he would covet his own swordsmanship.

If it is an ordinary immortal-level exercise, it is okay, with his strength, there is no shortage of this kind of exercise, but this key book contains his understanding of his own lineage of cultivation and the cultivation context sorted out, if it is seen by others, it will inevitably have branches.

"Just now, the seniors said that even if the juniors come to power, they may not be able to win, is this something that the seniors said casually?"

Seeing that Zang Tian was hesitating, Qingxue Jiao lifted out what Zang Tian had just said.

At this moment, Zang Tian is a little forced into a corner. If he doesn't agree to the gambling contract, then others can say that he is talking nonsense at will, after all, everyone heard what he said just now.

But if you agree, the half-step innate is against the middle level of the tendons, and the blood Jiao is not Wu Xue, he will not put any water, and the final outcome is almost conceivable.

Taking advantage of the situation, these two words appeared in Zang Tian's mind, but the blood-haired young man in front of him looked a little different in his opinion.

He is indeed different from Qingyun, it should be said that Qingyun is far inferior to him.

Although he could push back the bet, looking at the hint of provocation in the young man's eyes, Zang Tian felt a little competitive in his heart for no reason.

He turned his head to look at Di Bai in the stands, then at Grandma Wu, and finally, he looked at Qingyun.

His meaning is obvious, I can agree, but what do you bet on me?

Seeing Zang Tian looking at Qingyun, Qingxue Jiao's eyes lit up, and a touch of dark joy crossed his face.

"You can come to my East Pole Sea Cucumber to break the saber and give you seven days"

The corners of Qingyun's mouth hooked, giving his own conditions.

When everyone heard this, they gasped again.

Breaking the saber, this is the root of Qingyun's vein, it is rumored to be the inheritance left by the existence above the emperor, and the understanding of the broken saber is an irresistible temptation for all the masters of the human race.

Sure enough, after hearing Qingyun's bet, Zang Tian's black face was full of smiles.

Even at a level like his, the enlightenment of breaking the saber is extremely valuable, and the seven-day enlightenment time is not less valuable than his sword skills.

"That's it"

Zang Tian's unique accent sounded, the two of them, no, it should be that the bet between the two scattered cultivation forces is officially reached.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators whispered again, expressing their opinions on this gambling contract to their heart's content.

"Son, do you have to learn from others in the future?"

Different from the enthusiasm of the scattered cultivators, Zang Tian, who made the gambling contract, seemed much calmer, and at the moment he was busy educating his grandson, that is, the black-faced boy.

The black-faced young man nodded as if he didn't understand, but the eyes that looked at Qingxue Jiao were already a little angry.

When Qingxue Jiao saw the young man looking at himself, even if he smiled and nodded in greeting, he didn't expect it to be the back of the black-faced young man's head.

But despite this, he was still smiling and did not feel embarrassed at all.

"Grandpa, I don't want to learn from him, it's unpredictable, it's uncomfortable"

The black-faced young man who turned his head and Zang Tian complained that he didn't like Qingxue Jiao, whether it was his breath or his work, he didn't like it.

"That's good, that's good."

Kindly touching the head of the black-faced young man, Zang Tian also felt that it was better not to let his grandson learn from him, otherwise he would feel that he would definitely not be able to resist the righteousness of killing his relatives at that time.

Although he was ridiculed by Zang Tianye and the others, there was not the slightest embarrassment on Qing Xuejiao's face, on the contrary, his gaze at the sword platform was already full of fire.

At this moment, Di Bai seemed to him to be a walking knife technique.

And, of course, a good embryo.

"Yo, someone is looking at the master"

On the sword platform, Di Bai had just filled the true qi he had just consumed through meditation, and who would have expected that as soon as he opened his eyes, he noticed that someone was peeking into his home.

This thing wants to rob me!

Hardly thinking, Di Bai understood the meaning in that look.

"How do you know?"

Harley was shocked, he knew what the other party was thinking at a glance, could it be that you would also be able to read minds?

Following Di Bai's line of sight, he successfully saw the smiling Qingxue Jiao, but unfortunately, he couldn't see a trace of hostility, let alone be able to see that the other party wanted to rob or something.

Di Bai sneered and said in a cold voice

"The leper dog raised by the fifth aunt in the past looked at the little flower dog raised by the seventh aunt like this"

"Huh?"

Harley was stunned by his barrage of tongue-twisting words, how did it get to the leper dog and the little flower dog.

"Hmph, that thing has blank eyes, high cheekbones, and a face as big as a basin, it must not be a good type."

Ignoring Harley, Diber continued to talk to himself.

At this moment, Harley was even more confused, what is this, although Qingxue Jiao is not very good-looking, but it is also quite delicate, how can it not reach the eyes of the gods, and the face is as big as a basin.

"You see, his hand is pointing at me"

Di Bai's voice became excited.

Harley felt that there must be something wrong between him and Di Bai, otherwise why would the two of them see things differently.

"Could it be that I've been too tired lately?"

With a sigh, he turned his gaze back in the direction Di Bai was pointing. Then, Harley's expression froze.

Looking at the middle-aged cultivator standing not far from Qingxue Jiao, whose face was as big as a basin and his eyes were blank, like a gourd becoming a fine, he could only sigh in return.

"Return to Longmu, you are a blind eye"

Then, Di Bai, who realized that he had seen the wrong person, finally grabbed Harley, who wanted to detain him.

"That thing wants to rob me too"

With a cold snort, Di Bai asserted as he had just done.

"I'll kill you, you're blind"

Harley broke out, and you're still here, is it really true that the spirit is a sick cat?

"Eh, you see he came up, didn't he just want to rob me?"

Seeing this, Di Bai hurriedly appeased Harley, maybe he would have to rely on Uncle Harley later, but he couldn't mess with him.

"In Xia Qing Xuejiao, I have seen Major General Di's"

Qingxue Jiao, who walked up to the stage, saluted Di Bai and smiled gently.

This guy is not a good person.

This time, Di Bai didn't make a fool, and Qingxue Jiao didn't feel good about him.

"Di Bai, please"

He returned the salute to Qingxue Jiao, and the true qi in his body was running like the wind, and the whole person was ready to go.