'Gambler psychology', from the perspective of gambling alone, is to lose and want to win back what you lost, and want to continue to win after winning, so that your possessiveness can be further satisfied.

In casinos, taking advantage of this gambler mentality can often win others out of the bank. Murong Fu didn't understand what gambler's psychology was, and when he only knew that his two maids could make bets in exchange for his own lives, Murong Fu agreed without hesitation.

Outside Wuxi City, on the open space in front of a mill, the Yipintang cavalry regiment surrounded it, forming a circle the size of half a football field, Zhang Shuo stood casually in the circle, and Murong Fu, who had recovered his peak strength, had fine beads of sweat oozing from his nose.

The mercury-like murderous aura that kept coming from Zhang Shuo's body quietly penetrated into the bone marrow of his body, constantly disintegrating his last will to resist.

Murong Fu's body couldn't help but shudder, the pupils in his eyes contracted rapidly, and he tried his best to release his momentum to resist the all-pervasive invasion of the other party's murderous aura.

"Why is this surnamed Zhang's murderous aura so heavy, how many people do you have to kill!? Is my Murong Fu destined to be planted here today? It's hateful, I, Murong Fu, want to revive Dayan........."

When he heard that the man in front of him, who was less than ten years old, promised to let himself go as long as he held half a pillar of incense in his hand, Murong Fu, who had no way out, could only agree.

As for taking two maids if he loses, Murong Fu never cared. I want to revive Dayan, it's just two little maids, what's the matter. And Murong Fu never thought that he would lose to someone younger than him, at least he thought so before entering the field.

"I can't wait any longer, this surnamed Zhang's murderous aura is so strong, if you wait any longer, your fighting spirit will be broken by the other party, and it will be slaughtered by others!"

Murong Fu measured in his heart, decisively took out the knife, and his body rushed forward into an afterimage, stabbing Zhang Shuo's throat directly, obviously with the idea of killing with a knife, and there was no intention of staying behind.

I saw that Murong Fu's sword light was sharp, and when he waved, his energy soared, and the fallen leaves on the ground were also swept away in all directions. The explosion in an instant has already exerted twelve points of strength.

Even Zhang Shuo had to secretly praise that this guy was able to compete with Xiao Feng in the early stage, but he was not completely incompetent. It can only be said that there were too many blows after that, so this person was abolished, and now Murong Fu is a bit like the protagonist erupts in adversity.

Zhang Shuo stood proudly in place, his body was rising and falling, his clothes were swaying with the wind, and his body was full of strength. At the moment when Murong Fu's sword light surged, Dan Jin exploded, and his body quickly turned into a blurred phantom.

But it is the afterimage caused by the sudden explosion of speed, Zhang Shuo's Dan Jin power has become more and more stable in the past few days, regardless of the internal force of the Northern Underworld, with Dan Jin cultivation alone, it is enough to compete with the master of the middle stage of the grandmaster.

"Not good!"

Murong Fu only felt that the air in front of him shook and shrank, the sense of nothingness from the tip of the knife and the afterimage captured by the music, and knew that his full strength was in vain.

However, he can be regarded as quick to react, under this kind of battle of life and death, Murong Fu seems to be possessed by the protagonist's aura, and all his spirit and spirit have been mentioned to the highest peak. The sword in his right hand flashed, and he slashed straight to the right.

"Qiang-~"

The single knife made of stainless steel stood on top of a fleshy palm with a faint dark golden luster, and it was really hard to imagine that this attached to Murong Fu's internal force would not be able to cut through this flesh palm!

"Huh!"

Zhang Shuo was surprised, his all-out Dan strength, coupled with a body comparable to that of a divine soldier, Duan Yanqing, who was in the early stage of the previous grandmaster, was afraid that he was already kneeling, but he didn't expect that such a thing as a breakthrough would happen to a supporting character!

With his mind racing, Zhang Shuo immediately laughed at it, the protagonist's breakthrough in the battle really took up too much time, place and people, and those supporting characters would not be able to do it if they had so many conditions.

Even if Murong Fu breaks through to the middle stage of the Grandmaster? It's just a little longer! If Murong Fu was fighting against a master in the late stage of a grandmaster like Xiao Yuanshan today, even if he couldn't escape for his life, he would inevitably have some cultivation at that time.

It's a pity that he is facing Zhang Shuo!

The blow missed, Zhang Shuo had no intention of dodging, let out a long roar, flew up, stood up into a knife, and met again.

Such a hard-hitting style of play can only be seen in the battle of a person who has forged a great body. Generally, the battle of grandmasters is not a contest between the high and low internal forces, after all, the two pulses of Ren and Du are connected, and the internal forces are endless, and there is basically no worry about breaking off.

The most important skill application and adaptability in battle, every move and momentum of the Grandmaster's battle is perfect, and the opponent is attacked with the most appropriate strength and moves.

'Boom-'

The moment the palm of the knife touched, the powerful power that Zhang Shuo had accumulated on the palm knife erupted from the point of contact, and the mountains and seas were about to pass.

Murong Fu was shocked in his heart, knowing that he was by no means an opponent in the competition, he hurriedly cast a fighting star shift, transferred the opponent's strength from the knife, and carried it in his body for a week, enduring the severe pain in the meridians, and suddenly let out a long roar, shocking the audience, and urging out the strength of Zhang Shuo's attack.

Just like a dam bursting, the flood came out, not only reversing Zhang Shuo's strength, but also striking out his own internal force.

"What a fight! What a Nan Murong! ”

praised it twice, Zhang Shuo was overjoyed, he really didn't expect that Murong Fu's pressure on him at this time was higher than that of Xiao Feng, of course, this was also related to Xiao Feng's lack of hard work.

In an instant, he thought of the luck method he saw to turn the stars, and laughed secretly in his heart, running the fighting stars and shifting, and once again rebounded the strength of the attack, Zhang Shuo's attainments in the fight to the stars were even reluctant, but the victory was deep in Dan Jin, and the internal strength of the North Darkness was much stronger than that of the other party.

Forcibly cast, there was a loud bang, and a powerful force clashed between the two, and a landslide and tsunami exploded, and the two were swept upside down by the impact of the explosion.

After a series of rolls, Zhang Shuo landed steadily on the ground, but Murong Fu was so shocked by the huge force that he vomited blood and flew away, hitting several big trees before stopping. Looking at Zhang Shuo, he said incredulously: "You actually... How quickly did you practice to turn the stars?! ”

"Hehe, this kind of superficial work will be done once, what is there to be surprised. Before Murong Fu's half-pillar incense arrived, you were defeated again! ”

"You... Poof~"

Shocked and angry, coupled with the serious injury, Murong Fu spurted out another mouthful of blood, his head shook, he could no longer support it, and fainted to the ground.

Looking at Murong Fu, who had passed by luck, Zhang Shuo raised his right hand and pointed at it like a sword, the sword flashed at his fingertips, as if he was about to understand Murong Fu.

"Don't, don't kill my cousin!"

In the crowd, Wang Yuyan seemed to break free under Duan Yanqing's 'accident', and ran to Zhang Shuo to kneel and beg.

"Oh~ you let me let him go, what's in it for me? You must know that Azhu Abi is now my maid! ”

Zhang Shuomo rubbed his chin and seemed to be embarrassed to say, as for Azhu Abi, who was pale on the side, he sat on the ground and did not come.

"I... You've already won Aju Abi, as long as you're willing to let go of my cousin, I... I am willing to do whatever you want me" Wang Yuyan felt as if her heart was clenched by cold claws, cold to the bone, and painful, after saying this, the strength of her body seemed to be emptied.

Hearing this, Zhang Shuo smiled quietly.

"What about being wicked!"