"Two!" The old man wrote the gambling contract, put it in front of the two, and said with a smile, "Two sons, the gambling contract is here, my samurai arena is in the middle of the bet, the bet is 1,000 taels each, each bet on one side, see if there is a problem?"

Bet on the contract, in triplicate.

Zhao Zilong and the red-clothed boy Fan Jian each have one copy, and one copy for the Chinese.

Zhao Zilong and Fan Jian, the boy in red, each had a copy and glanced at it.

Put it down.

"Well, no problem!" Fan agreed.

"Yes!" Zhao Zilong also nodded.

The old man looked at the two of them and smiled, since there is no problem, let's sign it!

Two people bet on each other, no matter who wins or loses, the arena, as the middle person, will draw a commission.

The samurai arena is always invincible.

Therefore, the old man looked at the two of them with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

The two of them each put their handprints on the gambling contract.

"Zhao Er, this time it's a bet of 1,000 taels of silver!" Fan Jian, the boy in red, took a piece of land deed from the servant's hand, his eyes narrowed, slapped it on the table, and smiled, "The land deed of Fuyun Restaurant is worth 1,000 taels!" Zhao Lao Er, do you think it is feasible?"

"Hahaha, Fan Laosi!" Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed, "You even took out the Fortune Restaurant that your father gave you, haha." Yes, then I'll laugh at it. ”

"Laughing, hum, it's up to you to take it or not!" Fan Jianhe, the boy in red, sneered, "Be careful of stealing chickens and rice!"

Zhao Zilong didn't answer, and smiled slightly.

Pulled from his bosom.

He pulled out a silver ticket, unfolded it, and slapped it on the table.

"Stealing chickens doesn't make you lose rice? Rice is here, hehe, if you have the ability, come and eat it! Dongsheng Qianzhuang! 1,000 taels of silver tickets! See the ticket and redeem it!"

One thousand taels of silver, a lot of weight, so it is impossible to carry it directly on one's body.

In the samurai world, large quantities of gold and silver are generally chosen for gold or silver tickets.

Only some loose gold and silver will be carried with you.

"Hahaha, happy!Zhao Laoer, although labor and management have always looked down on you, but, your boldness, I, Fan Laosi, admire!" Fan Jian, the boy in red, drank the wine in the wine glass in his hand, and shouted at the top of his throat.

"Hahaha, labor and management can't get used to you, each other!"

"Haha......"

......

Fan Lao Si Fan Jian, the Yum Samurai Black Cloth.

And Zhao Zilong, at the suggestion of Li Qing, bet on Zhang Ke.

"Knock knock ......"

A drum sounded.

The game begins.

Heibu and Zhang Ke, the two of them were more than ten meters apart, and they both closed their eyes, facing each other from afar.

"Nima, are you all like this when you fight?" Li Qing smiled in his heart.

After the drums, the atmosphere of the arena suddenly became tense, and the audience held their breath. For fear of accidentally disturbing the samurai in the arena.

Inside the arena.

Heibu, Zhang Ke, the two suddenly opened their eyes, and their eyes were facing each other!

It's like two vicious beasts that are desperate at any time.

"Zha!"

The black cloth shouted loudly and walked forward quickly.

"Phew!"

Almost at the same time.

Zhang Ke also drank loudly and sprinted towards the black cloth.

The two figures rushed out towards each other like fierce tigers.

Each raised his weapon.

"Knort"

Before everyone could react, they saw two figures passing by by mistake, and then the sound of gold and iron handing over came.

The black spear and the axe collided, causing the eardrums to buzz.

War!

War!

The black cloth suddenly shot out, and the black gun drew a black arc, stabbing at Zhang Ke at a strange and tricky angle.

And Zhang Ke's eyes flashed continuously, and the big axe was like a shield, following him like a shadow, moving with the stabbing of the spear.

One offense, one defense.

The attackers are invincible, and the defenders are as safe as a mountain.

"Khooth!"

This shot, everyone saw it clearly.

The black spear slammed into the axe, causing sparks to splash everywhere.

Zhang Ke was also shot by this shot, and he took half a step back, and his shoulders shook slightly.

"Zha!"

The black cloth figure followed, biting tightly, the spear first retracted slightly, and then shook his wrist violently.

Li Qing could clearly see that the black cloth arm seemed to have become a lot thicker at that moment.

The tip of the black spear suddenly seemed to become soft, and it conjured up and down, two black tracks.

Separate the opponent's face and lower abdomen.

A spear shook rapidly, and the tip of the spear turned into two.

"This ...... This is the Black Rain Marksmanship!" came the sound of thunder in the air. The host burst into applause!

"Oh oh ......" Among the audience, there are many people with good eyesight, and when they saw this scene, they all exclaimed.

It is rumored that the Black Rain marksmanship has been cultivated to the highest level, and the spear can be transformed into a full 9 spear heads.

Yum Samurai is Yum Samurai!

Zhang Ke's face was serious, but his eyes seemed to be like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, and he was not moved at all.

The big axe in his hand did not move.

There was an uproar in the crowd.

"Take a look...... That Zhang Ke didn't even ......"

"Defense, I'm afraid I can't prevent it, Black Rain marksmanship, this shot, conjure up two gun heads, which one do you defend?" said a middle-aged man with a sharp eye.

"Yum Samurai, the name is not called for nothing!"

"Is that Zhang Ke waiting to die......

"You have to pick one......

......

The black spear approached, and at the last second, Zhang Ke's eyes changed slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Raise the big axe slightly with both hands.

"Khooth!"

There was another sound of gold and iron clashing, resounding through the arena.

"Prevent ......" some people in the crowd exclaimed, some sighed, and some regretted......

"Hey!" Fan Jian, the man in red, sighed deeply, punched hard, and slammed it on the table, "It's a pity!"

"Hahaha, good defense, good defense!" Zhao Zilong also clenched his fists, "Prevent it from croaking!"

"Pedal, pedal!"

Zhang Ke raised his wrist at the last second, although he prevented the fatal shot, but his body was shocked and involuntarily took five steps back, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the blood was dripping.

On the sand, five deep footprints were left.

"Hmm, what?" Yum Samurai's face grimaced, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

This blow, although Zhang Ke was knocked back, Heibu's arms did tremble slightly and invisibly.

This blow was almost a full blow from the black cloth.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

In the arena, two figures burst out!

One gray and one black.

"These two people are desperate!" Li Qing frowned.

The samurai world is respected by martial arts!

The name of Yum Samurai is worth the two of them fighting hard.

The black spear, drawing a black arc, and the shiny mountain axe, wielding non-stop.

"Sonorous sonorous ......"

In an instant, the two sides exchanged dozens of hands back and forth, and the light of the axe and the shadow of the gun were constantly entangled.

Suddenly, in the shadow of the axe light gun, a figure flew out.

"Poof......" The figure was in mid-air, blood spurting from its mouth.

"Bang!" fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust. When the dust falls, everyone will see clearly.

It turned out to be Yum Samurai Kurobu who fell to the ground.

A black spear, tossed not far away.

"Nima, the last axe, such a great force, actually slapped the black cloth away!" Li Qing saw clearly.

In terms of explosive power and attack power, Heibu is higher than Zhang Ke, but Zhang Ke's secret skills have more mixed element alchemy, and when the two sides fight for a long time, Heibu finally loses his physical strength and is shot off the spot.

Therefore, compared with the two sides, Zhang Ke's combat effectiveness is higher than that of Heibu.

Combat effectiveness is a comprehensive combat power, not a simple attack force.

For example, Li Qing's combat power is 60 now, not that he has 60 attack power. Moreover, it also includes attack power, strength, alchemy, and so on.

"Wow......" the entire arena cheered.

"The warriors of Tianyang City, this time, Zhang Kesheng! The new Yum warrior is Zhang Ke!" The host stood on a high place, and his voice was like a bell.

"Hahaha, it's enjoyable!" Zhao Zilong clenched his fists, hammered heavily on the table, and his face was flushed with excitement, "Fan Laosi, how is it? Thank you for your good fortune restaurant! hahaha......"

"How is that possible...... How can this be......"

Fan Laosi's eyes were red, his hands were curled, and he looked incredulous.

"Yum Samurai Kurobu, how can he be defeated!"

"Yum Samurai Kurob?hahaha, he's not a Yum Samurai anymore......"

......

In the last gambling game, Zhao Zilong lost five hundred taels.

In this game, Zhao Zilong won the title deed of a restaurant.

Converted into silver taels, there are more than a thousand taels.

The title deed, Zhao Zilong directly resold it to the samurai arena.

However, the samurai arena is too dark. In this gambling game, more than 100 taels of commissions were drawn.

"Here, brother-in-law. Half of the money earned!" Zhao Zilong divided half of the silver tickets he earned, "Without your reminder, I will definitely bet on Yum Samurai Heibu to win!"

"Hehe, this brother-in-law is refreshing enough!" Li Qing smiled in his heart, but didn't answer.

Although Li Qing loves money, he is not a money-greedy person.

Li Qing won't ask for this money.

"Brother, this is what you deserve!" Li Qing pushed back the stack of silver tickets.

"Brother-in-law!" Zhao Zilong was anxious, "This money must be collected." Otherwise, my brother will be unhappy......"

Li Qing's eyes flashed, and he thought about it. "Nima, isn't this a ready-made plan to make a fortune!"

"That's good, since this game is so fun, I'll play two too. I borrowed this money first. Li Qing smiled and picked up the silver ticket, "By the way, next, how many more are there?"

Seeing Li Qing's silver ticket, Zhao Zilong smiled.

"Ten shows a night, this is the first one!"

"Great!"

"The next match is Thunderwood from Wild Sand City against the Dragon's Blood ...... from Flying Eagle City," the voice of the host on the third floor sounded.

"Huh, it's coming!" Li Qing's eyes flashed.

I saw two young men approaching the arena.

One carries two swords on his back, and the other holds a red sword in one hand.

Thunderwood: Level 11, Skill: Wind Blade. 36 wins!

Dragon's Blood: Level 11, Combat Skill: Flying Eagle Swordsmanship. 22 wins!

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The copper bells on each layer rang again, and someone shouted, "Lei Mu vs. dragon blood, the odds are two to one!"

"Odds, two to one? There is not much difference between the two Fan Laosi, do you still bet?" Zhao Zilong asked.

"Bet on it! I am not familiar with these two people, so I won't gamble!" Fan Laosi Fan Jian was extremely depressed.

"Uh...... I'm not familiar with it either, and I'm not betting on it......"

"Okay, I'll bet!" Li Qing got up and walked towards the place where the copper bell rang.

"Zhao Lao Er, your brother-in-law, you are very heavy in gambling!"

"yes, I can't see ......"