"Come on, take a look, the two strong cows in the ground gate are more powerful, the fat ones are small, the thin ones are bigger, and the current bet is one to four!" In the middle of the field, there are two people who are playing tricks, one is a tiger's back, the muscles on his arms are tight, the seven-foot man is burly and dark, and the other is very normal, bare-chested, with a few rows of muscles on his abdomen, with clear curves, he is also a strong man in ordinary people, but compared to that one, he really can't help but look at it.

The two lunged and rested their hands on each other's shoulders. There was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy sitting on the ground next to the arena, with a mat in front of him, the size written on the left and right, shouting for people to bet.

"You look at these two guys, think about them on your toes and know who won."

"That's it, these old disciples really think that our newcomers are stupid."

"Are you betting?"

"Bet on it, you can earn a little bit, and you won't be rich in your hands."

"Okay, I'll bet too, and I'll bet big."

"You wait! , you are stupid, you can see clearly, the strong one is small. ”

"Oh oh, uh, almost planted, hehe, really take us for idiots."

"Nothing could go wrong."

"It's okay, let's press one or two pieces of silver, and if it's gone, it should be lost, and if you look at the situation, most of the time you won."

"Good...."

It started, "Ahhhh.....hh The two men on the martial arts field shouted and fought with each other, both of them used force in their hands, like two locks together, only to hear the friction of the ground, both of them had green tendons leaking out of their faces, and the strong man shouted, coming violently.

"Look, that strong guy is ruthless."

"He's not going to scratch that thin shoulder."

"That kid can't hold on." Emotions were high.

Bang, the man on the field fell one, the disciples on the field exhaled, and someone turned his head to his companion and said, "I said that the thin one wins, it's really..." The skinny one wins? ”

Turning his head to look at the martial arts arena again, the eyes of the new disciple were about to come out, "That strong one was knocked down?" I saw the strong man lying on his back on the ground, the ground behind him was smashed out of cracks, and the thin man took his hands and feet, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked much better.

"What's going on?"

"Hahahaha" The young man sitting on the ground wrapped the silver dual-purpose cloth on the mat and put it in his arms, "I'm sorry, it seems that the juniors are not very lucky, so I will keep this silver." ”

"You wait." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy pointed at him angrily and said, "You are the bottom, you must have colluded with them." ”

The young man was not in a hurry, and pointed to his chest, "Look at it, I am from Yumen, and those two cows are from Dimen, and the Tao is not the same, I don't even know their names." The disciples looked at the jade plaque on the young man's chest, a pair of white wings, and it was really a feather.

"But, how could you bet on that skinny one, obviously..."

The young man shook his hand and interrupted him, "Learning martial arts is not about who is strong or strong, fighting is martial arts, cultivating in the underground gate, you are a dwarf or you can kill a cow." ”

"Really!" After hearing this, the disciples on the field exclaimed, "I knew that the earth gate was so powerful, so I entered the earth gate." ”

"yes."

After the crowd dispersed, the teenager began to roll the mat, huh? In front of the mat stood an eight- or nine-year-old child, staring at the boy with blank eyes. The boy knew what was going on when he saw the child's appearance.

"Come here." The child obediently stepped forward.

"How much was bet?"

"All in, five taels."

"Hehe, if you don't learn well at a young age, do you know who your brother is, the God of Gambling, you only win and don't lose, and you can't find a person who can take money from your brother's hand."

The child lowered his head in frustration.

Hehe, the young man took out five taels of silver from his arms and shook it in front of the child's eyes, "My brother's name is Mu Ziyun, and he is a disciple of the Yumen Northern Sect, you call me Brother Sheng, this money is yours." When the child saw the money, his eyes lit up, "Big brother is good." ”

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Xianwei"

"Okay, whoever bullies you in the future will report the name of the eldest brother."

"En," the child nodded vigorously.

On the green mountain peak, the mountains are full of greenery, and there are occasionally a few birds singing and flowers, this is the back of the alchemy room of the Famen, and there are three figures faintly, "How much did you earn this year?" ”

"No more, no less, one hundred and seventy-eight taels."

"So little this year?" It turned out to be the two men in the previous martial arts competition, as well as the young man who gambled on the mat, "Li Mu is not good at your performance." ”

"You can pull it, I said Huzi, before you go up, did I let you take Wu Gang away, my two arms are about to be crushed by you." The strong is Du Hu, who is eighteen years old, the disciple of the North Sect of Dimen, and the thin one is Li Mu, who is seventeen years old, a disciple of the West Sect of Dimen, in ten years, these three children support each other step by step to grow taller and stronger, Du Hu and Mu Ziyun have not been affected by Li Mu's father at all, and the three of them have played together since they entered the door, and they are like brothers and sisters.

When they first entered the door, they were like confused people who fell into the new world, they didn't know anything, they were afraid of everything, Du Hu was the oldest, most of the time he was Li Mu and Mu Ziyun's shield, the most real, the most simple, and the most reliable eldest brother of the two, Mu Ziyun was definitely a slow-burning lord, when he first entered the door, he had to follow Huzi when he ate and slept, and he had to let the elders divide a separate room for them, but when the adaptation period passed, this kid's wit came out, relying on ' Pit Meng abduction and deception', the three brothers are mixed with the wind and water, Li Mu is the most obedient of the three, listen to Huzi's command, listen to Mu Ziyun's flickering, but unfortunately his martial arts are too poor.

There are four gates in Qingshan Peak, except for no gate, the remaining three sects are divided into four factions, the east, west, north and south factions, which are determined by the strength and qualifications of the disciples, the northern faction is the best, and the eastern faction is the worst. Mu Ziyun is a lazy master, but he is extremely talented, he learns things quickly, he is the first of the three to enter the northern faction, Huzi is born strong, and the earth gate is the work of training, it is Jiaolong who enters the water, and it is also a few years of kung fu to enter the northern faction, but Li Mu is difficult, Rao is his hardest work, but he is naturally thin, but he still practices strength, and relies on Huzi's help day and night to get mixed with the western faction.

"I took Wu Gang away. I don't even use force. ”

"....." Li Mu had nothing to say, he had used all his strength, but he still had to die or live.

"Alright." Mu Ziyun shrugged, "This time it's my turn to take the lion's head, one hundred taels will belong to me, and the remaining seventy-eight taels will be divided equally among you." ”

"Mu Ziyun, let's discuss something." Huzi came over.

"Nope."

"I haven't said it yet."

"Huzi, I borrowed you and didn't spend it, why did you save so much money."

"Ahem," Huzi coughed a few times in embarrassment, "There's something." ”

"Every time you say something, if you don't explain it this time, you won't give it."

"Okay, you three are here!" A crisp female voice came from behind, and the bodies of the three of them shook in unison, and Huzi's breathing suddenly became rapid.