Seeing Wang Fusheng's powerful counterattack, "Hua Jiaozi" was as weak as a soft-footed shrimp, and Tek had a sneer on his face. But the sneer quickly froze.

"Boom!"

Tyke's body flew upside down in everyone's incredulous gaze. Before Tyke himself could figure out what was going on, Tyke had already been judged to have lost and gotten out of the ring. Everyone wiped their eyes and then their eyes. That's right, Tyke was killed by the soft-footed shrimp. There was silence around the ring, everyone looked at Tek, and then at Wang Fusheng standing in the ring, and they couldn't react for a while.

"I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced. One more time. Tyke yelled, his face flushed.

Tyke did lose with a special grievance, because what he lost just now was not because of his lack of strength. But because of negligence, he didn't expect that Wang Fusheng, a soft-footed shrimp, seemed to have no substantial damage and a superficial attack, but it had such power, and he was knocked out of the ring all of a sudden.

"If you don't accept it, come again, but you have already lost just now, and you want to come up again and get another piece of fire essence." Wang Fusheng looked at Tyke proudly, as if the person who was almost scared to pee just now was not him.

At this time, the people in the audience also reacted, and a few discerning people also saw what was going on just now. Although they also tried their best to overestimate Wang Fusheng's martial arts, they found that they underestimated it in the end. Even if it was a vain attack, because the martial arts level was too high, Tyke, who had not reacted for a while, ate a piece.

"Tyke go up and do it again, this time directly knocking this kid down with all his might."

"That's right, go up and do it again, this kid is an embroidered pillow."

The onlookers were not afraid of being too high to start coaxing, and a few people were eager to try. Although it is also a bit inexplicable for Tek to lose suddenly, whether it is the party. Or the onlookers clearly saw that it was because Wang Fusheng's martial arts were too advanced, and it had nothing to do with his own strength, and Tyke lost only because of carelessness. Be careful, and kill Wang Fusheng, it's only a matter of minutes.

"One more time." Tek looked at Wang Fusheng with bruised tendons on his neck and red eyes, and the two air currents that continued to erupt from his nostrils showed his extreme anger. It's not just that he lost the game, but he lost to this straw bag, which also had a great impact on Tek's reputation. So Tyke blushed and asked for another round.

"I don't have one thing in a game, and then I come up with a bet. No fuck off. Young Master Ben doesn't fight with the poor. Wang Fusheng's nostrils turned to the sky, and he looked invincible, but the clear-eyed person found that there was a trace of panic in Wang Fusheng's eyes, and his legs still trembled a little before he even seemed to have recovered from the battle just now.

"I owe it first." Tyke roared.

"I'm sorry, no credit, no money to get out." Wang Fusheng looked at Tyke with disdain.

Originally, Tyke didn't have to fight against the things he bet on, and everyone should feel that Tyke was quite unreasonable. But I don't know why I saw Wang Fusheng like this, but everyone stood on Tyke's side and looked at Wang Fusheng with hatred. Except for his own hatred of the rich, everyone seems to see that Wang Fusheng is holding on to the end of the crossbow. Or rather unwilling to fight with Tyke.

"You ......" Tyke waited for Wang Fusheng with red eyes, and the green tendons on his body jumped up one by one, like a brute bull about to be angry. But this is the ring, not the wild, and he can only stare at Wang Fusheng. can't bring the slightest harm to Wang Fusheng. stared at Wang Fusheng Tek, gritted his teeth, and took out something from his arms.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that Tyke took out something again, Wang Fusheng's face changed, and he seemed to be really afraid that Tyke would take out something to bet with himself again, so Wang Fusheng hurriedly said: "Young Master Ben has money and a small gamble, plus the martial arts I used just now." This is a fire dragon skill, although it is only rudimentary, but it is also a priceless treasure. ”

After speaking, Wang Fusheng didn't wait for Tyke to react, so he pressed the martial art of the fire dragon's roar on top of the gambling thing. And by the way, he raised his own gambling standards, and only when the opponent took out something of equal value to his own object was allowed to bet with himself.

"Despicable."

"Shameless."

"Shameless Second Ancestor, let's go home and breastfeed."

Wang Fusheng took out the martial art of the fire dragon roaring. And said that this was a junior real fire dragon technique, which surprised everyone. Surprised, his eyes became feverish. That's the fire dragon and, the real dragon martial art, although it is only a beginner, but it is indeed a priceless treasure, anything that touches the dragon is extremely valuable, let alone the fire dragon skill.

But after their eyes were hot and greedy, everyone began to scold Wang Fusheng for being despicable. Now Wang Fusheng is really strong on the outside. Seeing that Tyke was going to take out something to bet with himself again, he was afraid of losing, so he directly raised the price of the bet and used this method to prevent Tyke from continuing to bet with himself.

This is undoubtedly a very despicable practice, and it is also the kind of red fruit that takes money and smashes people, which is very humiliating. But this is in line with the rules, because the ring was opened by Wang Fusheng. It is his right to increase the price of the bet. And if you want to win what Wang Fusheng took out, it is also a rule to take out the corresponding equivalent bet. Wang Fusheng didn't foul this way, but this kind of practice made everyone feel angry, especially when Wang Fusheng shamelessly took out the fire dragon technique.

"You ......" Tyke, who was originally in pain and took out something, and was about to bet on Wang Fusheng, immediately became angry. But with the protection of the ring, even if he wants to cut Wang Fusheng with a thousand knives, he can't do it. can only wait for the bull's eye of the copper bell to stare at Wang Fusheng fiercely.

"Okay, now it's me to bet on the new price, the old rule is to take out the foundation beads, or the pure energy crystal, the price is equal or almost the same, you can bet, and if you win, you can take Tong Su without bullying." Seeing that Tyke couldn't take out anything of equal value and gamble with himself, King Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Tyke with a look of disdain and said, "Poor sour people who have no money, don't delay Young Master Ben to win money." ”

"Kill him."

"Yes, kill him, it's too arrogant."

"It's too hateful, such a person can become a warrior, it's a shame for a warrior."

"What's the solution, reincarnation is a technical job. What can you do if someone has a good old man? ”

All kinds of anger, all kinds of envy, all kinds of jealousy and hatred, all kinds of sour voices filled the surroundings. Many people can't wait for their business district to directly take away the iron mother and fire dragon skills of the gambling fight. But no one can come up with something of equal value, and they can only watch things put at their fingertips but can't get them, the itch in the heart, the grievance in the heart. I almost didn't directly hold back the internal injuries and set fire to the demons.

"A group of poor sour, can't afford to gamble and shout is useless. Lao Tzu just wants money, why do you want it? After waiting for half an hour, no one came up, and Lao Tzu stopped playing. It's not interesting at all, I thought there were some great characters in the fate contest, it turned out to be a group of poor and sour gathering places. Wang Fusheng pursed his lips, his expression was annoying, and he was annoying.

However, although Wang Fusheng's expression was angry, everyone also smelled a hint of something else. That is, it seems that after experiencing Tek, the second ancestor in front of him also feels that there are too many masters in the fate competition, and he can't be so wild. So he was ready to accept it when he saw it, and it was this kind of situation where no one dared to bet with him. It's not a shame to have face.

"What about the loser, where did the loser go?" Someone remembered something and shouted.

"That's right, what about the loser, doesn't he like to join in the fun? Why didn't you come today? After such a person's roar, everyone also came to their senses.

"Haha, wait, wait. Someone went to inform him and came over, and this time he must extinguish the prestige of this second ancestor. ”

The loser is the name given to a person by all the warriors in the fate contest. This guy is also from an extraordinary background like Wang Fusheng, and he likes to smash people with money. Especially the equipment of the whole body is bought from head to toe at a large price. Even the underwear is studded with diamonds, and the smell of copper is stinking all over the body.

But although the loser likes to smash people with money. Also likes to arm themselves with money. Half of his strength is armed with money, but compared to the second ancestor in front of him. Everyone suddenly felt that the loser didn't seem to be as annoying as he used to be. Although many people hate the equipment from the toes to the teeth of the loser, fighting him is like fighting against a tortoise, not to mention that the tortoise sticks out its head from time to time.

But no matter how you say it, the loser still has some strength, at least the strength is stronger than Wang Fusheng. And sometimes it's also very single. In addition to being defeated and buying a more powerful set of equipment shortly after being defeated, to defeat the person who defeated him. There has never been a case where he hired a murderer, or paid someone else to make him angry. So from this point of view, although the loser is a bit of a tyrant and the copper smell is too medium, he is still a principled person.

Therefore, although many warriors were killed by him with ox fork equipment, they were unwilling. But with Wang Fusheng, take money and pretend to be X. And it's the kind of practice that obviously doesn't have any ability to use money to suppress people, and everyone suddenly feels that the loser seems to have become taller, and he is simply a good young man with discipline.

"Come on, come on, what should you do with this kid?"

"Why is he a little restless?"

"It's not like you're peeing your pants in fright?"

The people around the ring laughed at Wang Fusheng to their heart's content, as if they saw Wang Fusheng eating deflated, as if they had won the fire dragon technique. The laughing crowd parted and automatically gave way to the way. A short and fat young man with a height of about 1.5 meters walked over.

The appearance of the short and fat young man is a little exaggerated, with a pair of purple and gold boots under his feet, the complex enchantment on the boots, and the pattern composed of two wings, so that everyone can instantly feel the four accelerated enchantments under the cloth, and even those who know the inside story know that this is not only a pair of boots, but also a flying magic weapon.

Above the boots was a robe, a robe made entirely of silk woven from fire silk, somewhat similar to the wide robe sworn by the West, and a bit like the robes of the literati of the Great Yan Empire. But that's not the point, the point is that the fluctuations of the power of fire on the dark red robe are rushing to the face, as if the robe seems to suppress an active volcano.

Each of the short and thick fingers of the short and stubby young man wore a ring, and the colors were gorgeous. Each color ring contains a fluctuation of pure energy, and those who know the goods can see that these rings are not just auxiliary. It can even be used as a magic weapon, and a small five-element formation is laid out in an instant, which is still the kind that has both offense and defense.

On the Internet, the IQ of the Humpty Dumpty Youth hangs a long-life lock, this long-life lock is a bit simple, tied with a red rope, and hung on the chest of the Humpty Dumpty Youth. However, this kind of thing is usually worn close to the body. It's a little strange to be so exposed. However, seeing this long-lived lock, Wang Fusheng's eyes flashed with a fine light. There is a trace of aura hidden in this seemingly ordinary longevity lock that makes Wang Fusheng taboo, not danger, nor fear, but taboo. It was as if something hidden inside would touch Wang Fusheng's scales.

The whole body is so luxurious and gorgeous, and the head of the short and fat young man will naturally not be simple, a golden jade crown and two ribbons. Ribbons are not made of any fiber plant. Instead, the dragon tendons of the two Jiaolong have been refined to form an initiation similar to that of a bundle of immortal ropes, while the jade crown is a very powerful imprison initiation, which can instantly imprison the opponent.

It can be said that this fat man is luxurious from head to toe, and if it weren't for the fact that this fat man seems to be from a somewhat ancient background. There is no alien race, or modern non-mainstream hobby to get yourself a few ear piercings, or a stud earring on your nose. Wang Fusheng estimated that he would also bring himself two earrings with great lethality.

"I heard that someone is here to set up a ring and shout that the people in the battle of fate are poor?" The fat man walked into the ring step by step and looked at Wang Fusheng with a smile. The chubby round face is oily and watery and smiles a bit like Maitreya Buddha, but it gives people a feeling of being a rich man in Shanxi, wearing a little obscenity in the treacherous, and there is no peaceful atmosphere of Buddhism at all.

"Inherit this like this, you think you have money in your family? Lao Tzu wants to build a toilet bowl with amethyst coins. Doesn't it mean that I also have money? Wang Fusheng looked at the short and fat young man with disdain, but he felt a little hysterical, as if he was desperately trying to hide the tension in his heart.

"Hey, how do you know that my toilet is made of amethyst? I originally wanted to use warm jade so that it wouldn't be too cold to sit on in winter. However, it is difficult to find such a big one as warm jade, as long as it is made of amethyst coins. The short and fat young man looked at Wang Fusheng in some surprise.

This made the people around the ring stunned instantly, they all knew that the loser had money in his family, and the loser was even more willing to spend money. But they just can't imagine it. The amethyst coin, which was sealed as a necessary item for cultivation by the martial artist, could be used as a material to make a toilet in the house of a ruined family. So what is the material of the bowl used by the loser to eat. The best imperial green jadeite? What is the material of the table and stool, the thousand-year-old agarwood?

"What's so great about the toilet bowl of the amethyst coin, the floor of our house is still a thousand-year-old sandalwood. Don't fix these useless things, you have money to take out the bet, and you don't have the money to get out. Lao Tzu looks down on the kind of person who has no money and pretends to be. ”

"I don't have any money?" The loser jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and glanced at the thing Wang Fusheng took out to bet on with a look of disdain: "This is what a rich man like you took out to gamble on?" The Iron Mother is not bad. I have two marbles that are the Iron Mother's. The fire dragon technique is so-so. I thought I met something really rich, but it turned out that it was just this bit of a family. ”

"What's wrong with this little bit of family background? Can you afford to gamble? Lao Tzu scared them stupid with this little thing, and I was afraid that I would take out something again and scare you kid down. ”

"I'm not a bold person. But there are a lot of things I have seen from the bottom to the big, and there is nothing that can scare Lao Tzu down. You kid have something to take out, I'm going to follow, can't you just be a straw bag for this little thing? The loser looked at Wang Fusheng with disdain.

"Who said I just had this thing, how could there be this, and this ......" Wang Fusheng seemed to be enraged, and instantly found a lot of good things from the mustard seed space. There are not many magic artifacts among them, but there are many curiosities and ores. Especially the astrolabe taken back from the king's inheritance, it is the treasure of the town shop of the palace of kings, and when Wang Fusheng took it out, the original smiling face of the loser couldn't help but pause, obviously the treasure of the town shop of the palace of the king is not an ordinary job, and the loser has never seen it.

After taking out the things in one go, Wang Fusheng's complexion changed, and he seemed to have sobered up from his anger. But it's a bit shameless to take out all the things and take them back, so Wang Fusheng pretended to be very disdainful and said: "I was in a bit of a hurry to go out today, so I brought such a little thing." Just bet on these things. Don't say I'm bullying you, I just need a foundation bead, or a spar of pure energy. It's just a rule I set at the beginning, if you can't get it, get out of it as soon as possible. ”

"If I had been a few days ago, maybe I wouldn't have been able to bet against you, although your family background was a bit beyond my expectations, but that's all." The prodigal son's gaze swept over the astrolabe and several martial arts jade slips, and the calm expression in his eyes couldn't help but fluctuate a few times, which is a rare situation for the prodigal son.

He knew that he had really met his opponent this time, although Wang Fusheng hid these things very well after taking them out, he still saw that he was a little nervous and a little painful and wanted to take them back. But this can't be said that Wang Fusheng's family background is not rich, and when he can come up with these things, it has proved that Wang Fusheng has an extraordinary background.

Otherwise, how could an ordinary young man martial artist have so many valuable things on him? In particular, several of the martial arts are related to the dragon clan, and under normal circumstances, the dragon clan's martial arts are very rare, but Wang Fusheng took out several of them at once, which is enough to illustrate the problem. (To be continued......)