There was a slight commotion in the group of immortal masters, and then there was silence.

Tsk, this reasoning is not a spell, it is better than a spell. Look at other people's heads, what's going on? When his brain melon is compared with him, it becomes a big watermelon, and it is still a white melon. But Xiao Yaoke is fierce and vicious, and it's not easy to provoke, let's just wait and see the excitement.

Xintianyou smiled indifferently, holding the short sword between his fingers and spinning it like a wind wheel. Whoosh back into the sheath, picked up the leaves and gestured, and said:

"Forty-five."

Yes......

Two or three exclamations erupted on the slope.

Wu Wangsun was inexplicable, turned his head to look, and slowly uncovered the brocade covering the cup. When I saw it, my eyes suddenly widened, and I asked in surprise:

"How...... So much? ”

I saw that the cup was full, and the chess pieces were almost piled up to the edge of the cup.

The fat woman knew what was bad, and with a sad face, she said timidly:

"It's all my fault...... The last two were not caught by Cuicui. I was the one who helped...... I grabbed two handfuls hard. ”

Wu Wangsun wanted to cry without tears.

The dog is a bear, and Lao Tzu is the food and clothing parents of the Qinglou. Obviously ordered well, you female worm is going to stick a pole horizontally. Is this a help? What a!

But he still has a fluke mentality, thinking that I can't guess, and Xiao Yaoke may not guess correctly. Calmly took out the chess pieces one by one, and said softly:

"One, two, three, four, five......"

The chess pieces have counted past thirty, and there is still a large pile left in the cup. Everyone knew that Wu Wangsun would definitely lose, but they didn't know how close Xiao Yaoke was.

As the last chess piece was drawn, the scene was silent.

The number is impressively stopped, forty-five!

If Xiao Yaoke guesses thirty-seven, it is also closer to Wu Wangsun's thirty-six, and he wins. But the effect is completely different from a direct hit, the former belongs to hitting the shit luck, and the latter seems to be an unpredictable prophet.

But for Xintianyou, this is the inevitable end.

He had browsed at least tens of thousands of brain wave maps in the Void Realm, and his divine consciousness in this life was extremely powerful, and he was very sensitive to the difference in the fluctuations of his divine soul.

There are boulders in the way, and it is true that you can't sense it, you can't see it, and you can't hear how the chess pieces fall into the cup.

But someone can sense it, see it, hear it clearly.

The immortal master on the slope is condescending, with an unobstructed view, and it is only a dozen meters away from the big stone. In addition, Cuicui is a cowardly mortal, and her movements are extremely slow. The one with profound skills among them can definitely see how many pieces are dropped each time.

The Belief Stick slowly shouted "One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eighty and Ninety" earlier, and it was based on the fluctuations of the divine souls generated by the two Holy Fetal powerhouses after hearing the numbers, and a comparative model was established.

The rest is simple.

After each piece falls, a number is drawn based on the reaction of two people. Thankfully, they're exactly the same. If there is a difference, it is necessary to correct the error according to the reaction of others.

This kind of trick was also played once when he bet on "providence" with Qianmo. Once born, twice ripe, this time I am much more proficient.

The loss of consciousness was huge, and it succeeded.

But in the eyes of all the immortal masters, this scene is like a miracle!

Wu Wangsun was silent for a while, and he didn't think of a reason. But he was also frank, stood up and waved, and said with a smile:

"It's me who lost, Brother Xiao's methods are really unpredictable."

In other words, bullshit hits big luck. You must be playing ghosts, but I don't see it.

The believer knew he was annoyed, but he didn't care.

Winning is winning, how do you care how I win? Unceremoniously, the spirit stone and gold are included in the ring.

This is just the beginning, and you take the initiative by making your own questions. A small victory is not an end, just a bait that successfully arouses the opponent's fighting spirit and anger. The next one is the real challenge for Wu Wangsun.

All the immortal masters watched the white and shiny spirit stone and the yellow gold being taken away, and they could stretch out a hand in their throats and swallow their saliva violently.

Some people lamented that if I had obtained a generous and top-grade spirit stone when I rushed to the level, I would have crossed the realm long ago, so why bother...... People are more angry than people!

Wu Wangsun paced back and forth a few steps and said:

"Brother Xiao, you solved the problem in the first game, did I solve the problem in the second game?"

"Of course."

"Well, Brother Xiao said earlier that gambling is nothing more than luck and strength. Since the luck has been compared, we will compare the strength in the second game. Brother Xiao and Tiantai Sect had a little misunderstanding, and they had to deal with big trouble after a while. If Wu fights with you, it is taking advantage of the danger of others. Fang just came up with a topic that can not lose true qi and mana. ”

"Oh, tell me about it."

Wu saw from a distance that Brother Xiao slapped the outer disciples of the Feitiantai Sect a few times, which can be described as infinitely powerful. This question is very simple, and Brother Xiao and Brother Kun will compete with each other. Of course, you can also not accept it, and I will ask another question...... Let me explain in advance that Brother Kun is extremely talented, and he is also the peak of the Holy Fetus physical cultivation. With Wu's loneliness, he has no luck and no true qi and no spells, and the power of his pure physical body is unmatched. ”

Hearing this, the immortal masters gasped and looked at each other.

The strength of a monk lies in his mana. The Great Monk broke the mountain with one punch, and he cast a spell. The strength of a pure physical body may not be stronger than that of an ordinary strong man.

Physical cultivation is an exception, refining the physical body in order to achieve enlightenment. Although in the end, he also had to rely on mana spells to cast magical powers, but the strength of his body was beyond the strength of other monks.

Kunlun Nu's power has long been famous, and it can be called a demon. I heard that when he first entered the Tianyi Sect to accompany Wu Wangsun to practice, he raised the 10,000-jin stone lion in front of the Yunxiao Palace, which shocked the Quartet. Competing with him is purely looking for abuse.

Xintianyou never dreamed that the other party would raise such a topic. It's like just wanting to sleep, and then I got a pillow, and I was in the middle of it.

His body, Master thought that he had already achieved mutation, and was transformed by "Evolution No. 1", and was influenced by the spell of the White Lotus Holy Queen halfway. Coupled with years of hard training, the strength of the pure physical body cannot find an opponent of the same level at all, and I don't know where the limit is.

But he pretended to hesitate and said:

"Yes, yes, but with such a small bet, it's not addictive to bet, is it okay to increase the weight?"

Wu Wangsun sneered, and said in his heart, you are really ready to eat a big family.

"Brother Xiao, please feel free. If you take out any treasure, Wu will bet on the same item. ”

Seeing that the fish finally bit the hook, Xintianyou breathed a sigh of relief. A coil of Huang Chengcheng rope appeared in the air and flew in front of Wu Wangsun.

The immortals were noisy.

The previous stick that was more than one meter long was worth twenty square top-grade spirit stones, how much should a huge plate be worth?

Wu Wangsun sensed slightly, stretched out his hand to push it back, and said with a smile:

"Wu happens to have three magic weapons idle, each of which can be worth this spirit crystal rope......"

Who knows, don't wait for him to finish speaking. Xiao Yaoke pulled out the "mallet" on his waist and pushed it forward.