"Brother Mo, come on. Su Yunge clasped his arms in front of his chest, and the pestle there faintly shouted a word of encouragement to Mo Fan, after his bet, now the total amount of deposits on Mo Fan's body has jumped to the second, full of 280,000! The first place is 350,000, and the total deposit of everyone has reached 2.7 million!

If Mo Fan really wins in the end, then Piaoxiang Pavilion will have to die!

After seeing Su Yunge enter the arena, Crazy Iron's always indifferent face twitched involuntarily, as if there was a trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.

"Say to Crazy Iron, you don't need to keep your hand, and the reward will be doubled. "In a room on the second floor, the window is facing the whole stage, and a middle-aged man in a gold-rimmed brocade robe with a broad body is standing there watching, and behind him is the young man in the flower robe.

The middle-aged man played with the iron ball in his hand, and the iron ball was running at high speed in his hand, constantly making a crisp sound.

......

"Knock Knock"

As the young man in the robe appeared, the noisy crowd gradually quieted down, and their faces were excited, waiting for the young man in the robe to announce the second round of the match.

"Knock"

"In the second round, the iron-backed fan dragon ribs are fifty pounds!

With the loud announcement of the young man in the flower robe, everyone's faces suddenly changed, and the pot exploded in an instant, as if someone had lit a pile of gunpowder, and the smell of gunpowder was everywhere.

"Damn, you Fragrance Pavilion TM is cheating!"

"Fuck your Fragrance Pavilion!" someone scolded.

"It's over. "There are also people who faint with black eyes.

According to the usual practice, this second round is obviously a "five-flavor soup", sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, ten catties per bowl, and drinking it in a stick of incense is a promotion.

But now, Piaoxiang Pavilion suddenly changed the game without issuing a notice, which immediately caused many gold owners to abuse and accuse, eating bones?

Not only that, but some of the contestants on the stage also showed an embarrassed expression, although the bones of this iron-backed fan dragon can be eaten, or a great tonic, but it is also ground into powder to eat!

"You entered the Fragrance Pavilion by yourself, you paid the deposit by yourself, and you participated in the competition voluntarily. The young man in the flower robe stood there calmly, first smiled politely, and then ten spirit patterns on his body faintly emerged, and a suppressed aura emanated from his body, enveloping the surroundings, he glanced at the crowd that suddenly quieted down, and asked lightly: "Everyone, are there any other questions?"

After the flower-robed young man showed his strength as a tenth-level battle spirit master, those gold lords also dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so they had to break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs, their faces were pale, and they watched the next game with a wave of resentment.

Mo Fan's eyelids drooped slightly, he glanced at the crazy iron next to him without leaving a trace, recalling that the young man in the flower robe knocked on the table twice when he passed by just now, this casual action seemed to be some kind of extra hint, plus what to eat in this second round, if he guessed correctly, this crazy iron should be the 'to' invited by Piaoxiang Pavilion.

It seems that Su Yunge's bet on 100,000 gold coins has successfully attracted the attention of some people in Piaoxiang Pavilion.

Mo Fan glanced at the wild iron with a sneer on the corner of his mouth again, due to the possible variables, some people don't want them to win this game, because in that case, Piaoxiang Pavilion will lose very badly!

"Quack"

Crazy Iron held the ribs unhurriedly and gnawed on, and the sound of broken bones made everyone present tense and their scalps tingle.

"What a monster. Someone muttered to himself.

The few gold owners who had continuously bet on Crazy Iron were still extremely excited at the moment, their eyes were glazed with golden light, and they had already thought in their hearts where to spend their money after winning money later.

According to the current situation, Crazy Iron is destined to advance, and the others have only one way to choose, that is, to grab the other three number plates and get the chance to directly advance to the finals!

Mo Fan's face was slightly silent for a moment, sixteen people were eliminated in this first round, and many of them had already obtained three number plates, or even more, and he wanted to get the other three tokens in one stick of incense, and the strength present was not weak, because of the rules, he couldn't exert his strong power at all, I was afraid it was a little tricky.

"No. 1 Romongu three, six number plates, directly promoted!"

"No. 10 Mu Tongtian, six number plates, directly promoted!"

"No. 22 Purple Rain, six number plates, directly promoted!"

Not long after the match began, the young man in the flower robe shouted three names, and then the three figures left the long table and moved to the other side to rest, waiting for the final round to begin.

There are eleven people left, and twelve number plates.

Mo Fan's eyes flashed, that is to say, in addition to the two number plates in Crazy Iron's hand, there are still ten people and ten number plates left, and in the end, only two people can advance at most!

You can't use brute force! I have to take it quickly! Mo Fan's brain is running fast, and the number plates of these contestants are all hung on their chests, if they are fast enough, they can take off the number plates at the moment they react!

While the others were in a scuffle, Mo Fan quietly took out three Netherworld Pills, swallowed them without leaving a trace, and as soon as the pill was swallowed, it turned into three cold breaths that hit Mo Fan's limbs and bones, Mo Fan only felt that there was a faint sound of wind and thunder above his legs, and there was an irrepressible urge to run wildly.

"Thunder Shadow Leopard plus three Nether Pills, for the teacher's estimate, your speed can be comparable to that of an ordinary tenth-level spirit master. The fat old man's voice suddenly reached Mo Fan's ears, instantly giving him great encouragement, and a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Fan's mouth, after all, among the remaining nine people, the highest one is only a ninth-level spell master, as long as you don't provoke her, the remaining three license plates will be at your fingertips!

"Zila"

After a fluctuation in the air, Mo Fan's figure suddenly overlapped, and the gold lord who had been watching Mo Fan rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating, and when they saw it clearly, they all stood there in a daze, because Mo Fan's hand had three more number plates out of thin air.

How did he do it!?

Dark horse!

After a short silence, the crowd exploded again, and almost everyone was talking about Mo Fan's sudden victory, the original few gold owners who bet on Mo Fan were originally angry after hearing the second round of the competition, and they were all ready to bet on Crazy Iron or several other winners in the third round, but in the result, Mo Fan won unexpectedly!

A Level 6 Soul Master has such speed......

Very good.

Su Yunge's face showed a deep groan, he took a deep look at Mo Fan, who had fading spiritual patterns on his body, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, that feeling was like a businessman who was ready to trade with people.

After Mo Fan won, the three contestants who were eliminated didn't know what had happened, and their respective spirit patterns and spirit patterns flashed on their bodies, and they were still fighting each other.

"Knock"

"No. 29 Mo Fan, four number plates, directly promoted. ”

As soon as the young man in the flower robe finished speaking, the stage was instantly quiet, as if this sentence had frozen the air, among them, No. 9, No. 13, and No. 26, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they looked at the number plate that was originally hanging on their chests in shock, and now, the number plate is gone!

"Opportunistic. The crazy iron on the side sneered, he was not moved by Mo Fan's instant victory, after all, Mo Fan's level was too different from him to attract his attention at all. However, a strange aura vaguely emanating from Mo Fan's body made him feel very uncomfortable.

The three eliminated contestants walked off the stage with gloomy faces, they were all eighth-level spirit masters, and in the eyes that looked at Mo Fan, there was a little more coldness at this time, they were easily defeated by a sixth-level battle spirit master! What's even more shameful is that they don't know how Mo Fan won!

Mo Fan calmly walked to the rest area and quietly watched the disputes on the stage, if nothing else, the last person to advance should be the ninth-level spell master.

"Song Xiaotian, this deal should be enough now, right?" Su Yunge raised his eyelids and made eye contact with the middle-aged man on the second floor.

"This cunning old demon Su!" Song Xiaotian, who was standing at the window, scolded in a low voice, he fiercely pinched the two iron balls in his hand into a ball of scrap iron, and the flower-robed young man standing behind him kept his head down, and he didn't dare to come out.