Chapter 086: Keep improving

Back in the bedroom, Yang Zhen, who was puzzled, turned on the computer.

In the challenge post section of the official website of "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes", I found three challenge letters released by Xiao Xiaoyu successively.

Yang Zhen opened three letters one by one, and the contents of the three challenge letters were displayed on the computer screen one after another.

First Letter:

"Aotian Demon God, I was ordered to take your head, looking for Jingzhou, I can't see you, now this battle post, please take the post! And send a private message to set a decisive date with me. - Angry Jiao Gang, Black Jiaodian Xiaoxiaoyu. ”

2nd Letter:

"Aotian Demon God, why don't you take my battle post? Don't you dare, or do you think this battle is meaningless? If it's the second reason, I'm willing to gamble with you! Bet about 100,000 taels of silver, dare to fight? -- Xiaoxiao rain. ”

The third letter:

"Aotian Demon God, bet about 300,000 taels of silver!"

……

The time between the first letter and the second is seven days.

The third and second letters are three days.

The third letter of war was released yesterday.

From this, Yang Zhen judged that Xiao Xiaoyu's surname was getting smaller and smaller, and he was eager to fight him.

In the comment area below these three war letters, all kinds of remarks are flooded with them. Yang Zhen glanced twice, and didn't waste time on those comments.

Some people are looking forward to him fighting Xiaoxiaoyu; Some people despise him, and he still doesn't dare to take Xiaoxiaoyu's battle post; Most people think that he is not Xiao Xiaoyu's opponent, so the more Xiao Xiaoyu says about the bet money, the more he dare not accept the battle post.

swept through all the comments at a glance, and there was not a single statement on his side.

I'm afraid of Xiaoxiaoyu?

Yang Zhen snorted slightly.

What does Xiaoxiaoyu look like, he has never seen it, why is he afraid?

A bet of 300,000 taels of silver is rare.

In Yang Zhen's memory, the highest gambling contract in "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes" was only 800,000 taels of silver, and there was only one time, most of them were only a few hundred taels, or even only a few dozen taels of gambling money.

Seeing that there was so much money for betting, Yang Zhen was a little moved.

If he wins, 300,000 taels of silver is 3 million yuan, which can greatly improve his real life.

It's a pity that he doesn't have time to fight her now, let alone take out 300,000 taels to make a bet.

You must know that the rules of the gambling fight in "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes" are that before the gambling fight begins, there must be corresponding deposits in the accounts of both parties to the gambling fight.

As soon as the result of the final battle is announced, the system will immediately transfer the bet money of the losing team to the winner's account.

The system only takes 10% of the intermediary fee.

Perhaps, if you mortgage a few copies of the secret books of the god list on your body to the pawnshop, plus the blood knife stored in the consignment shop, you can barely scrape together 300,000 taels of silver.

However, after Yang Zhen thought about it carefully, he still felt that it was not good.

The most urgent thing for him to do now is not to make money, but to raise the realm of the Wind God's legs to perfection as soon as possible, otherwise, when Princess Mononoke or the Djinn God Interception finds him, he will die without a place to be buried.

Once he dies, those who have been defeated at his hands in recent months will definitely not mind chasing him all the way to level zero. When the time comes, I am afraid it will be a pipe dream to make a comeback.

If you really get to that point, the loss will be more than just one hundred thousand taels.

After several trade-offs, Yang Zhen finally decided not to accept her battle post.

As for what others think of him, let them be!

As long as he is undefeated, sooner or later he will be able to shut up those people with facts. There is no need to change your plans for the sake of 300,000 taels of silver and the opinions of those people.

With a slight smile, Yang Zhen turned off the computer. I got up, undressed and went to bed.

At five o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, Yang Zhen entered the game again, and after appearing in the snow-covered northern world, he began to perform the first style of "chasing the wind and catching shadows" of the wind god legs, facing the cold wind and running on the snow.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

It may be because in the early hours of yesterday morning, he had already comprehended the true meaning of the cold wind in his consciousness space.

It turned out that the Fengshen legs, which had not been able to go any further, were close to midnight tonight, and a wonderful system prompt finally sounded in Yang Zhen's ears.

"Congratulations to the Aotian Demon God, the first style of the Wind God Leg 'Chasing the Wind and Shadows', you have perfected your fire, please continue to work hard and strive for a higher breakthrough!"

Finally broke through.

It's just the first form, though.

Yang Zhenhuoran, who had been running on the snowfield for six or seven hours in a row, stopped his figure, and a sense of joy arose in his heart.

This is a good sign.

Since the first form has broken through, he believes that the breakthrough of the next five forms will not be far away.

After a short pause, he practiced the second form of the wind god's legs - the wind grass.

The landscape here is very monotonous.

All the scenery is a piece of ice and snow.

There are no flowers or trees, no lakes or mountain peaks.

This is a place on the boundless snowfield, a very ordinary place.

The cold wind was still biting.

But Yang Zhen started cultivating here.

"Grass in the Wind"

It is noted in the secret note that this formula is a perfect combination of speed and force, not only the speed of the wind, but also the huge force, and the lethality is amazing.

While repeatedly performing this trick, Yang Zhen squinted his eyes and recalled what he had realized in the consciousness space in the early hours of the morning.

Unfortunately, after more than half an hour, the alarm on the wrist device in my hand rang, and it was twelve o'clock.

After sleeping for most of the day during the day, Yang Zhen was not sleepy at all at this time, but in order to adjust the schedule back, he still gritted his teeth and quit the game.

Once you get into the habit of staying up all night again, it's hard to change it back.

……

Day 2, Day 3, Day 4......

Day by day, every day Yang Zhen was still in the boundless snowfield wilderness, practicing the second type of "strong grass in the wind" alone in the time of the game.

On the morning of the third day, I finally raised this style to the realm of perfection.

On the fifth day, when it was still morning, the third type of rainstorm and wind was raised to the realm of perfect fire.

On the ninth day, in the evening, the remnant realm of the fourth type wind scroll building was finally raised to one level.

The tenth day.

Yang Zhen did not have any breakthrough on this day, but at about six o'clock in the evening of this day, Xiaoxiaoyu, who was still in Jingzhou, received a text message from the Golden Buddha to her.

"The March deadline has arrived, and the task has not been completed? In view of the fact that the main reason why this mission was not completed was that the Aurasian Demon God Turtle did not dare to fight, the punishment was halved, and the gang leader decided to give you another three months, and after three months, if you still can't complete the task, the punishment will be doubled. Keep up the good work! Alas. ”

When she received this text message, Xiaoxiaoyu was standing in a small pavilion on the surface of the lake, watching the hazy beauty of the slanting wind and drizzle on the lake.

After reading this text message, her brows furrowed slightly.

Her subordinates are still searching for the figure of the Aotian Demon God everywhere in Jingzhou, and in reality, she has also released three public war letters on the Internet.

However, there was still no sign of the man.

The 300,000 gambling contract money failed to attract him.