"What's wrong?" the fat man poked his head out and asked Fang Yi.

"I heard the word gambling just now!" Fang Yi recalled what the disciple who passed by just now had said.

"What's the matter? Do you still have research on betting?" asked the fat man in surprise.

"No! No, how can I have any research on gambling, but occasionally interested, there are also such boring games in the Yue Sword Sect, I don't know who is in charge." Fang Yi explained.

At this time, Fang Yi had not yet arrived at his residence, and there were still disciples passing by on the road, talking about the victory or defeat of Fang Yi and Wan Li.

"A few seniors!" Fang Yi saw a few older disciples passing by, and hurriedly called to stop, and the fat man shrank back when he saw this.

"Hmm, am I that old?" said several disciples.

"I'm sorry, I called those wrong senior brothers!" Fang Yi hurriedly changed his words.

"That's right! Although we are old, we are also disciples, and it is too much to call our seniors at will!

"That's the case, senior brothers, I just heard that you just discussed the gambling fight between Fang Yi and Wan Li?" Fang Yi asked modestly.

"Oh, you're also a disciple who has just returned to the sect, don't you know about this gambling fight?" one of the disciples asked.

"yes! I just came back, and I don't know what's inside. Fang Yi returned in embarrassment.

In fact, gambling is not a rare thing, after all, many disciples have returned from outside, and they are about to enter the winter Tibet, and there are many Zhenluo ranking battles, during which some people will sit in the village, betting on who can win, it is a game, some people use rare treasures, some people use gold and silver treasures, to gamble, and finally the guesser gets a considerable return, of course, the day after tomorrow Fang Yi and Wan Li's gambling fight is also the meaning. One of the disciples said.

Thinking like this, I am also a disciple who is outside, and when I come back, I have a little savings in my hand, and I want to make a lot of money during this period, but if there are winners, there will be losers, and I will definitely lose all my money because of this.

"That's the case!, then can I ask, who has the best chance of winning in this bet between Fang Yi and Wan Li?" Fang Yi asked pretending not to know.

"It must be Wan Li! This still needs to be asked, Wan Li is in the top ten in the Zhenluo rankings, according to the intelligence, Fang Yi is just a new disciple who has been in the beginner for less than a year, and he has done a few games by chance, but there is still a big gap compared to Wan Li!" one of the disciples returned excitedly.

"I see, then can I ask who is in charge of this gambling fight?" Fang Yi asked curiously.

"Of course it's Ji Shan! Ji Shan does this kind of thing every year! Why are you interested in giving it a try?" one of them returned.

"No! No! I just came back and asked, I didn't know there was such a gamble before. Fang Yi immediately returned.

"No! How can you not know about gambling when you just come back? This kind of game is played every year, and new disciples can't go down the mountain!" one of them wondered.

"Oh oh! I have something to do, senior brothers, take care!" Fang Yi hurriedly changed the topic after hearing this, fled from a few disciples, and left quickly.

"Senior brother, that person's question is really weird!"

"Whatever! Let's drink!"

Several older disciples left along the road, and Fang Yi had nothing to do with them.

"You weren't interested in asking so clearly, why do you want to give it a try? Do you have any money now?" asked the fat man as he poked his head out.

"How can you have money! I just asked, did you hear it, Ji Shan sat in the village!" Fang Yi said.

"What's wrong with Ji Shan's village?" asked the fat man in confusion.

"This shows that whether Wan Li wins or I win, he has a profit! Besides, he has fought with me and knows my details, but the news sent out now is not good for me, and most people should bet on Wan Li to win!" Fang Yi analyzed.

"What does it have to do with you, the old man said that with your current realm, it would be good not to bully the outer disciples!

"Hehe, I don't know why, now I want Ji Shan to be deflated!" Fang Fangyi smiled mysteriously, and the fat man looked at Fang Yi's face and shuddered.

"Okay!" said the fat man who really couldn't stand Fang Yi's expression.

"Okay! Go back to your residence!" Fang Yi had no choice but to tighten his complexion when he saw the fat man urging.

One man and one beast returned to Fang Yi's residence, and the fat man wanted to run to the bed as soon as he entered the house, yes! In the past few days, he has been sleeping outside the wind, taking the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat, and the bed is really comfortable without a place to live, although it is quite simple, but it is also a fixed place.

"Alright, I'm going to sleep! Don't disturb me!" the first thing the fat man did when he went to bed was to sleep.

"This little thing!" Fang Yi said with doting eyes, the longer he came to this Yue Sword Sect to get along with the Fat Lang God, the more he felt that the Fat Lang God was cute.

Fang Yi looked at the residence that had not returned for a few days, the entire house was covered with a layer of dust, it stands to reason that the residence of a new disciple should not have such a large area of dust, but Fang Yi has been in the grass hut for a few days, and the residence is unattended, so it is reasonable to present such a state.

At this time, the table top is cleaned and the floor is tidied up, recalling the days when the thatched latrines had to be cleaned every day in the thatched hut, and the hygiene here is relatively clean.

"Hey, the day after tomorrow I will fight with Wan Li, I don't know what the result will be this time, although the old man's consciousness is invincible in the outer door, when he recalls that Wan Li's momentum is not a general, I don't know if I will show all kinds of momentum now?" Fang Yi asked himself, thinking of his strength at the same time.

"And this gambling fight, it's really fun!" Fang Yi said with a chuckle.

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The next day, Fat Lang Shen and Fang Yi woke up at the same time, the morning light shining into the window, and the two of them were hazy.

"Oops! I'm going to fight with Wan Li today!" the fat man jumped up and down anxiously, and he was even more annoyed when he saw Fang Yi being unhurried.

"What, you're sleeping hazy today!" Fang Yi rubbed his eyes and said.

"Why! Isn't this the day you fight Wan Li?" said the fat man God after a pause.

"You're really stupid! don't you remember that we only came back yesterday?" Fang Yi said before he woke up.

"Yesterday?" the fat man wondered.

"Yes, you fell asleep when you came back yesterday, and today you suddenly woke up, which scared me!" Fang Yi said with a slight soberness.

"Oh oh! You're still sober, probably! Don't forget such an important thing, from its red stone, you must be determined to get it!" The fat man reminded Fang Yi.

"Okay! Got it! Let's be familiar with the situation today! Don't delay tomorrow's fight!" Fang Yi said seriously.

"Or am I prescient! If I don't tell you, you will sleep until tomorrow!"

"Alright, alright, let's go, let's go to Zhenluo Field today!" Fang Yi said calmly.

Fang Yi took the fat Lang God to the Zhenluo Field, and the sound of the battle inside could be heard from outside the Zhenluo Field, and the winter Tibetan occasion was approaching, and many disciples in order to get a name or profit at this time, they carried out one after another competition in the Zhenluo Field, which derived the peculiar game of gambling.

"There are really a lot of people!" Fang Yi said when he saw this.

The fat man saw that there were many people, and he didn't reply.

Fang Yi entered the Zhenluo Field and immediately walked towards the PHS house, and when he came here, he still sighed that the position of PHS was quite difficult.

"Lord Cabinet?" Fang Yi shouted softly as he entered the door.

"Who!" PHS came out of the inner door.

"It's me!Fang Yi!" Fang Yi said with a smile when he saw PHS.

"Oh, Fang Yi, how come you are ready for tomorrow's fight?" asked PHS.

"Yes, this is not to talk to Lord Pavilion, may I ask why Lord Pavilion Affairs hates Ji Shan so much?" Fang Yi came here and asked.

"That kid has a dark psychology! You are a new disciple and don't know! This Ji Shan's annual winter season is coming, and when the winter season comes, he opens a gambling game and spreads false news, and many people are involved in it, which makes the wind of the Yue Sword Sect unright. Pepsi PHS said in words.

"Eh~ Lord Cabinet Affairs, I'm afraid it's not ......" Fang Yi wanted to speak and stopped.

"Ahem! Don't say it, it's good to know! This Ji Shan will try the strength of a new disciple or an old disciple every time, evaluate it, spread false news, and the disciples who are often no longer in the sect don't know the truth at all, so they have been deceived again and again, and I have stopped it, but I can't stop people's desire for profit!"

"That Pavilion Master, although it can stop the disciple's desire for profit, have you ever thought about letting Ji Shan eat once?" Fang Yi laughed.

"What can you do?" PHS asked in surprise.

"Do you believe Fang Yi or not?" asked Fang Yi.

"Look at your kid, although he has entered and exited the Yue Sword Sect, with my many years of observation skills, he should not be a vicious person, his face is relatively kind, and he is not a treacherous person!

"How?"

"Yes, I believe you!" said PHS firmly.

"That's good! Lord Pavilion came over with his ears!" Fang Yi smiled and leaned towards the ears of the PHS, I am afraid that the wall has ears.

"Huh?" "PHS leaned forward.

"Let's ...... like this," Fang Yi said softly, no one could hear it.

It was still early, Fang Yi returned to his residence, holding the meteorite axe in his hand, and carried out the final skill, although one move and one style were full of flaws, but the strength was powerful, and there was a great tendency to break through the sky.

"Well, that's good!" Fang Yi looked at the meteorite axe in his hand, although it was still rusty, but the power was no longer the same, it could be seen from this that if the meteorite axe reappeared in glory, the power would be unstoppable, tomorrow's weapon fight was full of confidence, but he didn't know what kind of weapon Wan Li was good at, which aroused Fang Yi's curiosity even more, tomorrow would definitely be known, don't worry about it.

"Are tomorrow's weapons ready for tomorrow?" asked the Fat Lang God beside Fang Yi.

"No problem!" Fang Yi laughed.

A man and a beast returned to the house to prepare for tomorrow's big fight.

The outer gate of the Yue Sword Sect is located.

"What is the ratio of tomorrow?" asked Wan Li at this time.

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