But the two lines of this big banner are really too bad!

In an instant, a person walked out of the old students, and said with a cold face: "Sophomore old student, Qian Sheng!" ”

"100 credits challenge fee, pay it to my name!"

Su Luo appeared indifferently, and Ming Yan breathed a sigh of relief on the stage, secretly thinking that this bastard was finally reliable once, otherwise he would be pitted.

Before the others could say anything, Su Luo raised his hand and took out three red vermilion fruits and put them beside him, and continued to gnaw on one more in his hand, the meaning was obvious, they were not short of money!

If you win Mingwu, what can you do if you lose 100 credits!

But if he really wants to lose, Su Luo glanced at the Ming Yan on the stage, and dared to let him lose his money, and he would bear the consequences!

Ming Yan felt it, the threatening eyes!

His face darkened, it seems that he will not succeed if he doesn't work hard this time, but there is only one chance to earn credits at the moment.

Ming Yan shouted: "Come, fight to the death!" ”

Qian Sheng took the stage, shot directly, and in public, there was no way back, and he had to defeat Ming Yan to defend the dignity of the old students.

But in Su Luo's eyes, what is the dignity of the old student?

These old-fashioned students are nothing more than ATMs!

The two of them fought each other, and as soon as they exchanged two moves, the corners of their lips were bleeding, and they were evenly matched, in other words, both of them were ninth-level martial arts sects!

Ming Yan came in for a few days, and if he had nothing to do, he went to the Sanjin Room, and the credits had already been squandered.

The strength has increased by a cut, so he dares to cooperate with Su Luo to trap people.

But now, they are clearly underestimating the old students!

After all, Ming Yan is not Su Luo, and if he is evenly matched in the same level, it is difficult to distinguish the battle.

Qian Sheng is not a weak person, and he is becoming more and more courageous when he sees that the blood is rising.

Mo Rulong snorted and said: "It's not promising, you dare to be a demon like this with this ability!" ”

"Next game, you go!" Su Luo is not good at mentioning the matter of equal credit points in person.

Mo Rulong said decisively: "Okay, I'll go to the next game, I don't want much, I will take as much as he takes in each game, and in the end, you go to the bottom, don't let me die on the stage!" ”

Su Luo glanced at it and found that Mo Rulong's Dao heart was very strong, far better than some old students.

If such a character does not die, he will become a great weapon in the future.

Martial arts, the heart of the Tao is very important, the heart of the Tao is not broken, even if the qualifications are poor, there are examples of late bloomers, once an epiphany, transcendent sanctification, too many to mention.

Ding Lei gritted his teeth and said, "I want to try it too!" ”

"And me!" Tian Feiyue was eager to try.

Cao Dedao: "Give me a chance!" ”

Yang Yi didn't speak next to him, Su Luo said indifferently: "Of course there is a chance, a hundred credits of bets, are you sure you want to play?" ”

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, if you lose, I'll pay you back!" Yang Yi said.

After losing them, if you have credits, you will return Su Luo, and if you win, you will divide their credits according to the proportion of Ming Di.

After all, it was Su Luo now, taking the risk of the bet.

Each of them is outside, they are the pride of the sky, and now they don't want to be one step behind each other.

Moreover, this opportunity is rare, and the gains and risks will always coexist.

On the stage, Ming Yan was gradually enraged and scolded in a low voice: "Damn, I don't want to fight with you, then blame me for being ruthless!" ”

Su Luo looked at it and found that Ming Yan was still too young, and he made trouble with this, and he didn't kill him in the ring, waiting for Qian Sheng to kill him?

In the battle of the ring, life and death are up to the sky, and the warriors are dueling, and no one will pick a thorn if they die in battle.

Ming Yan said in a condensed voice: "I'm going to fight for my life, divide me into forty, otherwise it won't be enough for me to heal!" ”

"Yes!"

Su Luo's face was calm, and he promised Ming Yan in public, after all, if he lost, not only did he not get a point, but he also had to lose 100 credits.

There was an uproar in the audience, and I inexplicably felt that Ming Yan was a vanguard, and it was Su Luo who really instigated it!

Tilting Fengxian said angrily: "I knew that he instigated it, Old Man Kong, are you still raising the bar?" ”

"Ahem!"

Kong Song was slightly embarrassed and did not answer.

The black and white envoy next to him appeared, and the brothers glanced at each other, and their hearts were clear, it was definitely Su Luo who secretly contributed to the trouble, because not long ago, this guy extorted four hundred credits from their principal.

Not long after he came back, he made another moth.

Chuzhou Technical School has been too quiet for years, the students are all fat in vain, Wang Fenglin scolded them and did not lose money, so many people waste resources to fatten, it is better to give them students who are born and die to increase welfare.

On the stage, Ming Yan began to fight for his life, this guy was not good at stubble in the first place.

Previously, in Chuzhou, the bloody battle did not retreat, and he was penetrated and injured his internal organs, but he still stood up to Su Luo, his life was hard, and his mind was extremely firm.

Now it suddenly broke out, the murderous aura on Ming Yan's body was boiling, his eyes flashed with a bloody light, and he suddenly became ruthless, and he was stunned to force his shot, ignoring the defense, and killing Qian Sheng with three punches!

"Enough!"

Iron man Jiang Lei's face was slightly gloomy, and he instantly took the stage to stop the game, and fed a pill to save Qian Sheng, who had half a breath left.

Ming Yan turned a blind eye and shouted in a condensed voice: "Who else, come up and fight!" ”

"I'm coming!" A burly young man let out his breath.

Ming Yan sneered: "Dawu Sect level, you treat me as stupid, get out, wait for me to become a Dawu Sect, and you will beat me to my toes!" ”

"You!"

The burly young man's face turned pale, but Gao Feng said indifferently: "Come down, Ming Yan has the right to refuse, as a strong person challenging the weak, it is untenable!" ”

Gao Feng's speech, in the eyes of many students, is more terrible than some teachers.

Leaders among thousands of students, speaking very well.

Su Luo's face was calm, knowing that Ming Yan was injured, since he still wanted to fight, then let him be!

For the sake of Ming Xuan's face, Su Luo will save him at the last moment and will not let him die in battle!

Martial arts is the grinding of bloody battles, death battles, and desperate survival, so that the potential can be continuously stimulated.

As a martial artist, you will continue to encounter crisis battles in the future, but if you can't survive it, you will die, and the benefits will be proportional to what you experience!

If you can survive all the time, even if you can't compare to Su Luo, you will be at the top and proud of the world.

When a man is in the world, why not be afraid of a war!

Mo Rulong was eager to try offstage, but he couldn't help it.

Soon, another old student came to power, still a martial artist.

He said: "Zhao Hao, a sophomore, a ninth-level martial sect!" ”

"There's a lot of, just do it if you don't accept it!"

The light came up with a punch, and at the same time, the dark energy exploded.

Zhao Hao's face was solemn, and he didn't have any carelessness, the old student's face was lost again and again, and this farce had to end in his hands.

Otherwise, this group of new students will not go to heaven in the future!

The two fought, Ming Yan was originally injured, Zhao Hao was at the peak, the two continued to attack, Ming Yan gritted his teeth, blood leaked from the corners of his lips, his shirt and dance clothes were torn, and the scars all over his body were criss-crossed, shocking!

Many people in the audience turned pale, and it was hard to imagine what Ming Yan had experienced, so many scars on his body, and how many bloody battles he had experienced.

Jiang Lei, nicknamed the Iron Man, said decisively: "I want this student!" ”

"He has a mentor!" Kong Song said helplessly.

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