(Thank you friend Liang Fengjing for your tip~~)

The scene was silent, and many spectators had not yet recovered from their extreme excitement, just staring at the polar bear's carcass in amazement.

Mu Qingcheng was covered with blood, and the blood stains slowly seeped into his mouth, not only did he not have any discomfort, but he felt that there was an emotion in his body that seemed to be ignited, which could not be described, but this emotion was full of the fury and wildness that destroyed everything, and the description of the demon in "Heavenly Demon Strategy" resurfaced:

Taking the life of wisdom, the merit of the bad way is good, it is called the devil, the demon Qin Yan can take the life, only the dead demon can really take the life, and the rest can also be the cause of the life, and also take the wisdom of the life, so the name of the killer......

This description resounded repeatedly, and Mu Qingcheng was suddenly shocked, he understood!

Just as one must first enter the world when one is born, and the purpose of demon cultivation is to attain the Tao and become an immortal, but how can one get out of the demon if one does not enter the demon? Only by entering the demon with one's body, experiencing wine and wealth, tasting the bitterness and joy of the world, and comprehending the road of good and evil, can one ascend to the upper Qing and always accompany the true and wonderful way!

Mu Qingcheng suddenly found that his cultivation was deviant, and the reason was that he rejected the demon, fearing that he would lose himself if he entered the demon, so that he would be restrained and manipulated, and his heart was always covered with a layer of haze.

But in fact, the more you are afraid of something, the more you are afraid, and the retreat is also a kind of magic barrier!

The root of his and Karina's passivity everywhere is because he is worried about falling into the devil and can't let go of his hands and feet, and the United States is not a place that pays attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality, it is like a magical world, the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, full of violence, anger and dissatisfaction, and every day is staged in the eyes of various defenders The impossibility is staged, which can be used as a testing ground for himself to enter the Tao from the devil!

The so-called put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, if you don't even have a knife in your hand, how can you put it down?

The premise of letting go is to mention, and the premise of becoming a Buddha is to become a demon!

'Well, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell, and now that I have cultivated the Heavenly Demon Policy, then if I don't go to the devil, who can enter the devil?'

After this thought arose, Mu Qingcheng suddenly felt extremely comfortable in his heart, his thoughts were extremely accessible, and the actual image of the Heavenly Demon at the second level of the Heavenly Demon Secret was also clearer, and the position of the pineal gland on the forehead was about to move, as if something was being conceived.

"Huh?" said Agnes' eyes.

"What's wrong?" asked little Rockefeller with concern.

"It's nothing, I just think this Mr. Demon King is a little weird. Agnes waved her hand.

At this time, the referee also entered the field, rolled the polar bear's eyelids, and probed his nose again, before he stepped forward, grabbed Mu Qingcheng's wrist hard, raised it high, and announced loudly: "The polar bear was killed on the spot, and now I announce that the Demon King has won the victory of this game, let us congratulate him!"

"Oh God, the polar bear was killed, my dollar, who will pay me!"

"MD, it looks like a dog, it's useless!"

"Rubbish!"

"I'm blind!"

"Why didn't you strangle that kid?"

The audience came back to their senses and cursed one after another, and the referee shrugged his shoulders apologetically to Mu Qingcheng: "Mr. Demon King, you can treat these people as a group of nasty bugs, there is no need to pay attention to them, according to the regulations, you have a ten-minute break, do you want to go down and wash it?"

"No, I'll just wait here!" Mu Qingcheng waved his hand.

"Okay, please take care of yourself!" The referee smiled slightly, then returned outside, instructed the staff to remove the body of the polar bear, and there were cleaners to scrub the ground, but the audience was still scolding, Mu Qingcheng was annoyed, and suddenly yelled: "Shut up!"

This sound of closing his mouth contained the magic element, which was extremely loud, and surrounded the entire fighting arena endlessly, coupled with the image of his face covered in blood, the noisy audience was silent.

Mu Qingcheng stretched out his hand and pointed: "I am blind, but I blame Lao Tzu, who told you to bet on that dead ghost, Ang? Remember, give me the next game, otherwise you dare to chirp crookedly if you lose money, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Now, it's time for you to show me sincerity, I need flowers, who will send them to me? I need to see your sincerity, you, you, and your ......."

Mu Biaocheng's fingers are dotted, they are all noblewomen who have sent flowers to polar bears!

In previous competitions, let alone asking for flowers in public, there would be no scolding of the audience, but this one was good, scolding in his mouth, openly begging, and the audience coveted each other.

Sophia sneered: "Miss Milan, Mu Qingcheng seems to have become a little different, I remember that before I came, he was still very shy." “

A smile also appeared on the corner of Milan's mouth, and he turned his head and said, "Give him ten bouquets of flowers." “

"Okay. Sophia operated on the console for a while, and after a while, a deep male voice outside said: "Box 105 gives Mr. Demon King ten bouquets of flowers." “

Ten bouquets of flowers are worth 10,000 US dollars, Mu Qingcheng can get 5,000, and a rabbit girl comes to the stage with flowers and holds them to Mu Qingcheng.

Little Rockefeller frowned and said: "105 is rented by the Morgan family for a long time, could it be that someone in the Morgan family has taken a fancy to this Chinese boy?"

Agasny smiled slightly, and also operated on the worktop.

The rich male voice outside said again: "Box 103 gives Mr. Demon King ten bouquets of flowers!"

"What about you?" Mu Qingcheng held the flowers, his eyes were like electricity, he glanced at the ladies on the stage one by one, and continued to urge.

I'm afraid that Mu Qingcheng himself didn't pay attention to it, when he was running the magic skills, there was a kind of charm in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

"Mr. Demon King, I'll give you five bunches!" A noble lady shuddered inexplicably, and the waiter was asked to pay $5,000.

"I'll send three bunches!"

'I'll send ten bunches!'

"I'll send fifty bunches!"

"Oh! thank you, thank you!"

Mu Qingcheng hugged the flowers in his arms, and his smiling mouth couldn't close.

The lady who gave out fifty bouquets of flowers stood up and called, "Mr. Demon King, I will pay you another 100,000 dollars for one night!"

"I'm sorry, I'm only interested in the dollar, not the fat woman!" Mu Qingcheng shook his head.

"Oh, God!" the noblewoman screamed, holding her face, "Listen, listen, what does he say, how can he say this about me, am I fat? I am not fat at all, oh, TMD, you took my money and didn't sleep with me, I protested, I complained to the organizers!"

The deep male voice said: "This lady, I sympathize with you, but whether to sleep with you or not, it is Mr. Demon King's freedom, we can't force him, now please sit down, the next player is about to play!"

"I'm, at me!"

The noblewoman sat down coldly.

"Let's welcome No. 216 Black Panther!"

Accompanied by a thick male voice, a small black man appeared on the sidelines, and with a vertical figure, he jumped onto the stage, with such agile movements, even Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but shrink his eyes, and put down the flowers in his arms.

Unlike black Americans, who have a darker complexion, this black man called Black Panther is a real black man, dark and shiny, with fine curls attached to the top of his head, and a dark face that makes people feel numb when they look at it!

The black panther showed his big white teeth and smiled coldly: "I hate the little white face the most, you rely on the white face to cheat those noble ladies of their money, you have violated my taboo, you must die today!"

Mu Qingcheng said lightly: "The last sentence is returned as it is!"

At this time, a thick male voice said: "The black panther, the Congolese, comes from a mysterious tribe, they are natural hunters, he once killed a total of about fifteen lions by himself, killed an African rhinoceros alone, and the rest of the cheetahs, African buffaloes, and hippos hunted countless others.

In the time we've come here, the Panthers have been fighting in the underground gym in Johannesburg, South Africa, for half a year, with a good record of 31 wins and 1 loss, while we have a record of 7 wins and zero losses.

This player is characterized by strong explosiveness, quick movements, and can often grasp fleeting fighters, with beast-like wildness and fighting awareness.

Demon King, Huaxia, professional student, no rest of the information, one win and zero loss in the boxing field, five minutes of betting begins!"