Chapter 64: Another Challenge?

A drop of dragon elephant blood!

If this drop of dragon elephant essence blood is refined, Jun Han's physical strength will probably increase a lot.

Can you earn cultivation resources by fighting?

That's a wonderful way to do it!

"Hehe, I'll take this drop of dragon elephant essence blood, remember that you don't have the strength in the future, don't just go to other people's way, so as not to lift a stone and hit your own feet. In the eyes of envy and jealousy, Jun Han put away the dragon elephant essence blood.

Although Zeng Ming was unwilling, he could only be willing to gamble and lose.

For this matter, if you want to blame him, he is too impulsive, Zeng Ming took out the dragon elephant essence blood as a bet.

Liu Ziqing looked at Jun Han who had won, and his face became a little dignified. And when he felt the meager spiritual power of the Yellow Spirit Realm in Jun Han's body, Liu Ziqing's tense heart began to slowly let go.

"With the strength of a one-star martial vein, he can actually defeat one, this kid still has some strength, but it is completely impossible for him to win in my hands. ”

It must be mentioned that Liu Ziqing's martial arts realm is the Great Perfection of the Yellow Spirit Realm, a student of the Golden Martial Palace.

"This Zeng Ming is too rubbish, right! I will be defeated like this, if I go up, I will definitely be able to beat Jun Han all over the ground to find teeth. ”

"This kind of goods can also enter the Silver Martial Palace? It's really a shame for the martial artists of the Silver Martial Palace, garbage, even the people of the Red Bronze Martial Palace can't beat it. ”

"The new life of the Silver Martial Hall let the new students of the Red Bronze Martial Hall give a second, this is really a joke. ”

At this moment, among the new students of the Silver Martial Palace, there was a loud shout: "The waste of the Red Bronze Martial Palace, you can also win these self-righteous garbage, if you bet with me, you don't even have the slightest chance of winning, Jun Han! I Zou Xing wants to make a bet with you, do you dare to take it?"

In the crowd, a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked out slowly, looked at Jun Han and said with a disdainful expression.

"Zou Xing! It's Zou Xing! a genius from the Zou family in Xingyue City. ”

"It is said that his Zou family's sword technique is the best in the world, and even a martial artist in the post-spirit stage of the Yellow Spirit Realm may not be able to beat him. ”

"The Zou family's sword technique is a Xuan-level mid-class sword technique! I can't imagine that a freshman can cultivate the Xuan-level mid-class sword technique, it's really powerful. ”

"It's exciting. ”

The corners of everyone's mouths showed a playful look.

In the Treasure Pavilion in the Tianwu Palace, there are also a lot of Xuan-level mid-the-level martial arts, but these are all things that you have the opportunity to encounter after entering the Tianwu Palace, and there are only seven or eight martial artists like Zou Xing who have cultivated the Xuan-level Matricada exercises without entering the Tianwu Palace.

These people, both in terms of combat effectiveness and background, are far superior to other freshmen.

Zou Xing held a cold iron knife, this knife was extremely sharp, and the sound of wind cutting through the air could be heard when it was wielded in the air.

Jun Han naturally recognized the material of this knife, which was a kind of refined cold iron, which was several times stronger than ordinary pig iron, and was the best material for making weapons.

Zou Xing waved the cold iron knife, and the tiger was angry.

"Jun Han, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, lest you be cut into meat puree by my treasure knife!" Zou Xing looked at Jun Han with a smile, the cold iron knife in his hand kept spinning, and the corners of his mouth were even more bloodthirsty smiles.

Cracking down on newcomers?

Or are you treating me like a fat sheep?

Whatever the reason, Jun Han didn't allow himself to suffer.

Jun Han said impatiently, "Hurry up and take out your bets! I'm not in the mood to waste time with you here." ”

Zou Xing touched his pocket, took out a stack of golden tickets, and said: "I only have 5,000 golden tickets here, and there are 5,000 meters away from 10,000. ”

A teenager can take out 5,000 gold tickets, which shows that his family is already very wealthy.

Zou Xing arched his hand and said to the surrounding warriors.

"Brother Liu, should we ......" beside Liu Ziqing, a young man said in a low voice.

"This friend, I'm here to fund you with a thousand golden tickets......"

"I'll come too, teach this arrogant guy a good lesson, and give you five hundred golden tickets. ”

"I'm here to fund you, three hundred golden tickets, but you'll have to tear his face apart, and I'm annoyed when I see this face. ”

Zou Xing took one money bag after another, and nodded again and again: "Don't worry! Zou Xing assured everyone that if you don't make three moves, this waste will be defeated." ”

Thousand......

Fifteen ......

Two thousand three ......

Three thousand!

Zou Xing looked at the three thousand golden tickets in his hand and looked at everyone.

"There is still a shortage of 2,000 golden tickets, please help your friends, Zou Xing will definitely be able to win!"

At this moment, Liu Ziqing walked out of the crowd not far away, wherever he stopped, he was as tall as a pine and cypress, and his sassy heroic posture immediately attracted the attention of countless newborn girls, except for the two beside Jun Han.

Liu Ziqing's face sank, and he said loudly: "The senior of the Golden Martial Palace is here to wish you a helping hand, this is a two-thousand-dollar ticket, hurry up and start gambling!"

"It's Liu Ziqing of the Golden Martial Palace...... He is so magnanimous! He is stronger than this Jun Han, I don't know how many times. ”

"This is the prince in my mind, and if I can marry him, my life will not be in vain. ”

"It's really a strong man's demeanor, it's amazing. ”

Listening to the discussions of the girls around him, Jun Han almost laughed, he raised his head and looked at Liu Ziqing in the heights, and the two eyes clashed fiercely in mid-air.

"What an annoying guy. Jun Han said secretly, shifting his gaze to Zou Xing.

"Jun Han, the 10,000 golden tickets have been gathered, we can start gambling!" Zou Xing said.

"Of course. ”

Zou Xing stepped forward, faced everyone in the field, and said arrogantly: "I'm not Zeng Ming's garbage, within three moves, if I don't defeat you, even if I Zou Xing loses the bet, if you can survive my three moves, this 10,000 golden ticket, you take it!"

"Since you are so confident, let's try it!Be careful of your face, don't be swollen by me!" Jun Han smiled indifferently, his face was calm and waveless, and he couldn't see the slightest panic.

"It's just you, you're not qualified! Let you taste my Zou family's knife technique!"

Zou Xing shouted, the machete was raised above his head by Zou Xing, and the qi blades condensed on Zou Xing's cold iron knife, Zou Xing jumped up and went straight to Jun Han's eyes.

The Zou family's knife technique is intended to open and close, and the force is greater than ten thousand, if it is slashed, I am afraid that even Jun Han will suffer some damage.

Zou Xing's speed was extremely fast and violent, if it was an ordinary martial artist in the Yellow Spirit Realm, he would have been stupefied by Zou Xing.

It's a pity that Zou Xing met Jun Han this time.

Jun Han just leaned over slightly, and Zou Xing's attack landed in the air.

"What? Why is this waste reacting so quickly?"

After being dodged with a blow, Zou Xing suddenly became furious, and suddenly raised the cold iron knife and slashed straight at Jun Han's neck.

"Waste, eat me again. ”

Zou Xing's attack was extremely fast, and the distance between the two was so close, this sword slashed, Jun Han was almost unavoidable.

Just when everyone thought that Jun Han was about to be hit by Zou Xing's machete.

Jun Han's footsteps slipped.

Dragon's Whisker Step!

Swish!

Jun Han's body twisted at a shocking angle, and he slipped out directly into the gap between Zou Xing's attacks.