Foreign Monks (42)

After walking through two doors, they didn't walk a few steps before they came to a field that was not too small. There is no problem with accommodating more than 200 people here, and there is a square ring of five or six meters in the middle, and there are already many people standing or sitting next to it.

The arrival of Xiao Tao and Figol did not attract much attention. At this time, there were two people in the ring, wearing protective gear on their waists and hips, and their eyes were red and glaring at each other, and then one of them burst out and hit each other with fists to the flesh.

"Happy!" "Stimulation, that's what a man should look like!"

The three people who followed, with the same excitement as the others, hissed and shouted for the two who were fighting. Only a few people with what looked like tickets in their hands were staring at the two of them. Looking at their sweaty faces, they seemed to be more nervous and excited than the two in the ring.

"Hehe, Tao, do you want to bet too, one to one, a small bet! The people who sit here are people with heads and faces, who only charge a 10% handling fee, and do not make a profit! ”

Figol looked at the girl who had already run to the side, who was in the position of the official banker, with an excited expression, took out a handful of banknotes in exchange for a ticket with her name written on it, and then ran to the edge of the ring again.

"No, not interested!"

Xiao Tao also has some spare money on him, but it doesn't seem that he spends much money, so he doesn't plan to make a fortune here. Even if he had already seen that the man in the blue armor should be the man who was defeated by the red armor, and he was about to lose, he didn't have much interest.

"Hehe, these are just appetizers, and the main event will be staged in a while, I heard that that is the real master, and someone has already hired it at a high price!"

Figolette didn't have much interest, after all, the money he earned couldn't even buy a bottle of good red wine, so it was better to sit here obediently for a while, enjoy this savage and violent scene, and adjust his somewhat boring life.

"Well, it's a trained hand, and a few brushes!"

Xiao Tao nodded, and the man in the red protective gear really reacted faster and was more skillful. Even if the strength of the two is not much different, it is a little dwarfed in comparison. Soon after the two sat down, they were in the ring to decide the winner.

Some of the people in the audience scolded angrily, and some were elated, they should be people who have spent money and are ready to make a small profit. But depending on the situation, those who lose more and win should be able to score more.

"It's coming!"

Under the prompting of Figolie next to him, Xiao Tao turned his head to look, but his eyes flashed with a cold light in an instant, and then returned to normal and sat there quietly.

Several tall figures came from a doorway, and after seeing them appear, a fierce chant broke out in the crowd, obviously these three or four people are tall and horses, and they are nearly two meters tall, and they have a lot of fame here.

"Hey, you two dwarfs, get out of here!"

A tall man walking in the front, with heavy hair on his outstretched wrists, and his tone was very arrogant, and the arrogant posture of the fighting nation was unreserved, pointing to the two people who were resting in the corner after the victory and defeat were divided in the ring.

The two or three people behind him were smiling, obviously on this occasion, they believed that only their fists could be exchanged for respect. As for those two people, even if they go together, they can solve it effortlessly, and naturally they will not be polite to these "weak people".

The heroes don't suffer immediate losses, not to mention that the two have been fighting in the ring for nearly half an hour, and they are too tired to meet several times, and they don't have the heart to have anything to do with these people who obviously can't be provoked.

Right here, through another door, three more black men walked in, also tall and burly, and at a glance they knew that they were not easy to bully.

Their arrival once again made the crowd here let out a fierce shout, and the people who came here before did not look as arrogant as before, but they still looked at the next few black people with a provocative face, and stretched out their thumbs to gesture here a few times.

"Hey, that's the real thing! It seems that there are a lot of people who have got the news, and it is almost full! ”

Figori looked at the left and right, and the seats that were originally empty were slowly filled with a lot of men and women, including a few familiar faces, and he nodded with a smile on his face.

"These people can also be used to bet?!"

After Xiao Tao's eyes swept to a few familiar faces, his brows furrowed again, but he looked at Figol next to him with some confusion. After seeing him nod happily, he lowered his head, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

The people who walked in one after another, tall and strong, were not ordinary people, but cultivators. Although they couldn't tell which kind of exercise they were cultivating for the time being, the aura of a cultivator on their bodies couldn't hide it from Xiao Tao. What's more, there are a few cultivators whose cultivation realm is not yet at the bottom, and they are already at the peak of the late stage of the first great realm, and they are only one step away from breaking through to the second great realm.

"I didn't expect that cultivators from abroad are so worthless!"

Thinking of some of the things he had talked about with Master Zhou and Xiao Jin'er before, Xiao Tao smiled bitterly in his heart.

Yes, what era is it now, as long as there are people with some family backgrounds, it is not difficult to want some basic cultivation methods. Coupled with some catastrophic accidents in history, in fact, in the hands of some foreign collectors, the inherited cultivators' classics are not much weaker than those of the domestic sects.

However, looking at a group of foreigners, with the aura of cultivators in the rivers and lakes of China, this strange feeling made Xiao Tao a little uncomfortable, but there was no need to see one or the other, there was no need for that.

"Tao, which one are you more optimistic about, I'll help you bet on it!" Lose it's mine, win it's yours! ”

This is just pocket money in his hand, and Figory doesn't mean to be too distressed. And because of the arrival of these people, one is to increase his knowledge, and on the other hand, he is also to take the opportunity to verify another idea in his heart.

"Hehe, this really stumps me! I haven't seen them make a move, so I don't dare to talk nonsense! ”

Xiao Tao looked at Kai Jili, who was sitting not far away, and several men and women who were sitting separately, and said with a little smile on the corner of his mouth. They wore either hats, scarves around their noses and mouths, or brown glasses that covered most of their faces, but they were more or less hidden. But here, there are not a few people like them, and they are not so outstanding.

"I think the black man is amazing, don't you see that he is not afraid of that person at all, even if they have one less person!"

One of the other three people who came with him smiled and said his opinion. This is because he also knows this place, and has learned some information, so he dares to assert this.

"Not necessarily, those two people before were not ordinary people, but they didn't even dare to make a sound, and they were scolded away by that person, they must know how powerful they are, and they don't dare to provoke that person!"

The other person next to him had a different opinion, and he looked like he was well-founded, saying his different opinions.

There are not a few people like them, there are nearly 200 people here, and more than half of them have bet on their favorite opponents, waiting for the winner to be divided, so as to make a fortune.