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"Hey, this uncle is only the seventh or eighth cultivator of the Wheel Realm, why is he talking so impulsively?"

One of the men walked to Ling Xiaoye's place, stopped, and said to the other person in a mocking tone.

The other person was a black-faced man, burly, and his speech was also rough, and he laughed: "No way, this age is the cultivation of the Wheel of Life Realm, and immortality is already a miracle." So I can only play tricks here!"

The two stopped a foot away, laughing louder and louder.

Ling Xiaoye didn't open his eyes, but continued to meditate. The other disciples were awakened by the arrival of the two men, and they all stood up and prepared to fight.

"Yo yo you little hairy boys, you still want to do it!"

The man who spoke lightly was a warrior in his thirties, wearing a common black power suit, and a short mustache above his lips.

"Even if you twenty guys from the Wheel of Life realm go together, Lao Tzu is not afraid!"

The little bearded man said leisurely.

In the face of this kind of provocation, Ling Xiaoye had already seen too much, so he was calm, and he still wanted to send the two men away.

Zhuang Meng stood up and said to the two people: "Those two, am I qualified to be your opponent?"

"Haha, it's actually a six-fold illusion god realm, it's okay!"

The black-faced man was also a little refreshed, and when he saw someone standing up and wanted to vent his anger, he also agreed: "We are in a private competition, but we still have to take the treasure out!"

The man glanced at the mustache, which nodded and pulled out a shiny ring from his body.

"This is the Royal Beast Ring, Lao Tzu just saw that there was a submissive demon king in your team, so he temporarily decided to find you to compete. ”

After finishing speaking, this person took out another broken book and said, "This one was obtained by accident on the Floating Holy Island, and our brothers took a look at it, it is not suitable for us, but it can make the disciples of the Wheel of Life Realm gain a lot." ”

When the black-faced man saw that the little mustache finished speaking, he also said: "Our treasure is finished, it's time for you!"

Zhuang Meng took out another dagger without a sound, and said, "This is what the previous family owner bought at the auction for a lot of money, it is worth two million taels of silver, and the blade contains the nature of gold, which is also a rare treasure. ”

"Good, gold-based baby, not bad. Uncle, seeing that you are talking so well, there should be some good treasures!"

The black-faced man smiled at Ling Xiaoye.

Ling Xiaoye also stood up at this time, took out a beast core, which was the demon king core obtained before, and said: "This thing is not precious, but there are other things under it, and together, there can be a million silver taels." ”

After he finished speaking, he took out some more things and piled them on the ground.

As Ling Xiaoye said, the individual value of these things is not very expensive, but the quantity is a lot, and it really has such a high value.

The black-faced man looked ugly, and could only say: "There are so many, what should I do if the Qiankun bag can't fit it?"

"Then you can carry it!"

Ling Xiaoye said with a smile at this time.

"That's fine!"

"How many against many, where can we compete?"

Ling Xiaoye asked.

"Although it is a competition, the fists and feet have no eyes, the exercises are ruthless, and it is difficult to say that it hurts people. So, let's go to the table ahead!"

"One-on-one, Lao Tzu to you, your brother, to my brother!"

The black-faced man quickly divided the lineup of the battle.

So, the group walked to the nearest jousting platform.

This is more than ten zhang longer than the martial arts platform, about ten zhang wide, and it is shrouded by several magic circles, so as not to hurt others when fighting.

Ling Xiaoye knew that this thing had to be in his hands since he had seen the beast ring, so he simply ignored the possibility that he might be targeted by someone if he shot on this kind of stage, and directly followed the two of them to have a game.

When the disciples saw that Ling Xiaoye actually took the lead in participating in the competition, they were also curious, and they all followed.

After arriving at the venue of the competition, the black-faced man asked Ling Xiaoye to hand over his things to a group of people on the sidelines, who claimed to be adjudicators, neutral, helping to referee the winners and losers of the game, and helping to take care of the treasures used in the game, and when anyone wins, they will give everything to the person who won.

Of course, this is a fee, and the cost is not very large, one hundred taels per person. Ling Xiaoye didn't say a word, so he handed over two hundred taels of silver: "This is the competition fee for the two of our team, and we paid it together." ”

The black-faced man also handed over two hundred taels, and then said, "This is ours!"

Then, the black-faced man said to the leader of these people: "Brother Li, these two games are up to you! Try to kill these two hillbillies!"

The leader of the adjudicators of this field was a thin man from the Illusory God Realm, he squinted his eyes and sent his voice back: "No problem, but, remember to give me thirty percent of the treasures in hand!"

"No problem!"

The two happily agreed.

Ling Xiaoye's expression was a little strange when he saw the black-faced big man, and then he saw that among the adjudicators, a thin Illusory God Realm martial artist was facing the black-faced big man, showing a weird smile.

He subconsciously guessed that he might have fallen for someone else's calculations.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye would not back down at this time, but he wanted to change his strategy.

Originally, Ling Xiaoye wanted to go on stage first and compete by himself. However, he now sent a message to Zhuang Meng: "Uncle, you go up, hit this little mustache to death, and you won't die! Also, there may be injustice in the ruling, you ignore it for the time being, and I will deal with the rest of the matter!"

"Okay!"

After Zhuang Meng finished speaking, he walked into the competition venue shrouded in a faint light curtain.

"Game on!"

With the adjudicator's order, the little mustache followed Uncle Zhuang Meng and became entangled.

Zhuang Meng, as a martial artist from a secret guard, still has a lot of experience in hand-to-hand combat, so it is quite easy to deal with this little mustache.

There is another reason, that is, Zhuang Meng's cultivation has also improved a little, and he has entered the ranks of the late stage of the Illusory God Realm. It's about the same cultivation as this little mustache.

I saw that after the two of them fought a few times, they became serious, and each summoned a mysterious soul, and their bodies emitted strange lights.

It was another fierce spell confrontation, Zhuang Meng's black snake Xuan Soul had the upper hand a little, and then with a spell, this little eight-character beard was sent flying.

It could have been decided that the winner had been decided, but the adjudicators were not seen to announce it.

At the same time as the little mustache was knocked away, and when it was about to fall, some white beads suddenly spilled.

With the power of this person's palm and the blessing of Zhenyuan, these beads were extremely fast, and they immediately flew to Zhuang Meng's side, and burst open in the blink of an eye.

A burst of white smoke completely submerged Zhuang Meng in an instant.

After waiting for about ten breaths, the white smoke slowly dissipated, and Zhuang Meng was already paralyzed to the ground at this time, and fell asleep!

"I declare that this battle is won by this fellow Daoist!"

A referee, running into the field, holding the hand of the mustache in one hand, raised it and announced it loudly. The little mustache, the blood on the corner of his mouth had not been wiped off, so he laughed happily.

The black-faced man immediately clapped his hands and said, "It's still my brother!"

On the Qinglanmen side, after Uncle Zhuang Meng was brought out, there were strong protests and dissatisfaction.

Guo Mingxin shouted to the adjudicators on the spot: "How can this be? Didn't our side already beat that person away? Doesn't this mean that the verdict is victory!"

The other disciple became excited and said loudly, "This is too dark, isn't it? Why can you use such a sinister trick?"

"It's not fair to have a game like this!"

"Yes, it's not fair!"

The thin leader of the adjudicator walked to the side of Qinglan Gate at this moment and said softly: "I am willing to lose the bet, has your master not handed you over? Also, which of your eyes has seen unfairness? Obviously, the big man on your side fell first! Our adjudicator has always been fair and just, you don't want to slander at will!"

The thin leader of the adjudicators suddenly sneered: "Whoever is not convinced, and wants to do it outside the field, the old man will not spare you!"

Faced with the threat of this Illusory God Realm, Ling Xiaoye saw that the faces of the disciples were full of anger, and some of the disciples even trembled with anger.

There are also Su Mengyu and Lao Niu, both angrily saying that this is unfair.

Only Ling Xiaoye stared coldly at the black-faced man and didn't say a word.

"Hey, stupid! The master you recruited was poisoned! You didn't react at all?"

Su Mengyu did not transmit the sound, but spoke directly next to Ling Xiaoye.

"Don't worry, everyone, there is still a battle!"

Ling Xiaoye strode forward and approached the competition venue.

The disciples said one after another: "Be careful, master, this person is a little more powerful than the previous one!"

"Boss, you must pay attention to their indiscriminate methods!"

......

The corners of Ling Xiaoye's mouth rose slightly, revealing a weird smile. mentioned in front of him the means of the next three indiscriminate, it was really his specialty, although it was a little disgraceful, but it was quite useful.

Since these two people have bad intentions and want to collude with the adjudicators and deceive Ling Xiaoye together, then Ling Xiaoye has no scruples.

However, when he saw Ling Xiaoye's entry, the black-faced man immediately burst out laughing: "Haha, I thought you would send that little lady or the obedient demon king over, but I didn't expect that you are so stupid, you will come to fight by yourself! Haha, do you know that Lao Tzu's cultivation is not a simple early stage of the Illusion God Realm!"