Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Battle in the Ring
At noon, the earth was hot in the hot sun, and the waves of air blowing were all hot currents.
Mixed Dollar City, Square.
The atmosphere here is quite grim.
Jiang Mu's winning streak also attracted many monks to watch.
The flow of people on this side of the ring has increased, and most of them are licking dogs of the Jiang family.
Many monks set their eyes on Chu Hao.
They clearly did not look favorably on this young man dressed in tree bark.
In the eyes of this group of monks, Chu Hao is a hairy boy who doesn't know the height of the sky.
provoked the Jiang family, no matter whether he won or lost in this ring competition, he couldn't eat and walk, just like the young man just now.
This side soon fell silent.
Chu Hao and Jiang Mu looked at each other.
The eyes of the two were sharp, like a sharp knife, slashing at each other.
There was a boiling killing force scattered through their bodies.
Especially Jiang Mu, Chu Hao's appearance and words made him very unable to get off the stage.
The only way to step down is to abolish Chu Hao's cultivation in full view of everyone.
"I don't know what this little brother is dissatisfied with me, you might as well come to the stage to learn a thing or two."
Jiang Mu walked to the edge of the ring and stretched out his right hand, inviting Chu Hao to the ring to solve the problem.
"Yes! Come on stage and compete with Jiang Gongzi, hehe. ”
"Boy, keep your dog's eyes open, this is the son of the Jiang family!"
"You wouldn't dare, would you?"
“……”
As soon as Jiang Mu spoke, the audience who supported him began to heckle.
It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and then take the opportunity to pat yourself on the back.
Chu Hao was extremely disgusted with this group of people.
They were all a group of True Spirit Realm, Chakra Realm monks.
As the saying goes, the realm is low, and you love to pretend to be B.
And Chu Hao's response was a white eye with contempt.
"It's okay! Brother, I'm optimistic about you, go up! ”
At this time, a fat and tall man came out from behind.
Chu Hao glanced sideways.
This person is dressed in a pale yellow python robe and holds a folding fan, which should be the son of a certain family.
But his body was too fat.
Chu Hao had never seen such a fat person.
When I glanced up, I saw a face full of fat.
The man was still laughing as he spoke.
With a smile, the mouth could almost be split to the base of the ear.
This person does not exude malicious intent.
What Chu Hao felt was a touch of friendliness.
"Yo, Wu Erlang, are you going to get involved today?" Jiang Mu's Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.
It is not difficult to hear from the words that the two of them should be somewhat contradictory.
"Brother, you go, I'll support you on the field! My Martial Mansion is one of the best in Mixed Yuan City! Wu Erlang patted Chu Hao's shoulder and stood firmly behind him.
This is clearly going to work against Jiang Mu.
When Wu Erlang stood up, the monk under the ring turned into a silent wooden man again.
Honestly, they can't afford to mess with either side.
Just buy a bag of melon seeds directly to see the excitement.
If there is no force behind it, then you don't dare to affinity one party and offend the other.
You must know that the Martial Mansion is related to the Xuanyang Sect that is currently covering the sky in the Western Spirit Domain.
The Jiang family, on the other hand, is a branch of an ancient family.
It sounds like it makes people shudder.
A single identity thrown out can crush a bunch of people.
Chu Hao didn't know much about the "Martial Mansion".
But looking at the faces of others, you know it.
The identity of this fat man must not be simple.
Even Jiang Mu only dared to tease twice, but he didn't dare to fall out with Wu Erlang in public.
"Hmm."
Chu Hao smiled politely and nodded.
After that, he slowly walked to the ring.
"Do you really think that the Martial Mansion can support you? My fist doesn't have eyes, it doesn't recognize you. Jiang Mu said with a gloomy gaze.
"I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with any martial arts, I'm just looking at you upset." Chu Hao's face changed.
The smile just now was swept away, and it was replaced by indifference and ruthlessness.
When the words fell, he jumped into the ring gently,
"Wouldn't it? Just walk up? ”
"I don't think it's dripping!"
The audience was silent, and when I listened carefully, there was still a sound of smacking tongues.
"Come on, brother, I've got your back." Wu Erlang was very optimistic about Chu Hao and spoke out bravely in the audience.
At least, this sentence guaranteed Chu Hao's life.
No matter whether he wins or loses, the Jiang family doesn't dare to do anything to him.
And the reason why Wu Erlang believed in Chu Hao so much was because when his body was close to Chu Hao, he felt an ocean-like essence.
It was even more terrifying than Jiang Mu at one time.
At this point, Wu Erlang dared to stand up and support Chu Hao.
"Alas, this man, don't force it if you can't do it, lest you invite the disaster of killing." Jiang Mu stood on the right side of the ring, his face full of arrogance.
After speaking, the old man walked out and explained the rules of the ring to Chu Hao with a smile.
Just like just now, if you win, you can take three bags of spirit stones.
Lose, well, naturally it will be abolished by Jiang Mu.
Chu Hao glanced at the glittering pockets on the table, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
Don't think about it, this guy must be an old man!
If you don't extort a sum of money from the Jiang family, you can't say anything.
Everyone knows that the Jiang family is richer than the princes.
Damn, why are you so stingy?
Chu Hao was stunned for a moment, and then spoke: "Three bags of spirit stones? In my opinion, this bag is only a few dozen yuan, and this is the reward after victory? ”
"Fellow Daoist, you must be too conceited! Three bags of spirit stones are luxurious enough, and it is unknown whether you have the life to get spirit stones! Jiang Mu stared at his wolf-like eyes, his whole body trembled, as if he wanted to eat people.
"Increase the number of three bags of spirit stones to twenty bags, and if you don't allow it, I will abandon the race." Chu Hao had a small calculation in his heart.
This, more or less, caused the dissatisfaction of the filial son of the Jiang family.
Including Jiang Mu and the old man, they all thought that Chu Hao was too arrogant.
"What, don't really think that Wu Erlang can support you, don't be embarrassed!" The anger in Jiang Mu's eyes seemed to burn him to the ground.
Boom!
Chu Hao still wanted to respond, but Jiang Mu was already angry, and he swung his fists and legs to kill him.
The old man also disappeared into the ring a moment ago, and this duel was announced.
This special bet is not allowed, and the dare is forced to start the game!
I can't bear the temper of my eldest prince Chu.
You fight and fight, and the rules have to be said to be good!
Bang!
Jiang Mu's fist technique was illusory, and his leg technique was like thunder, approaching Chu Hao like a giant snake tossing and turning.
The legs that swept down from mid-air carried a weight of hundreds of kilograms, and there was a dent in the air that was pressed.
"Come!" Chu Hao snorted angrily, and also responded to the other party with his legs.
He is the Ancient Holy Body, and at this time, he must converge the original qi of the Holy Body.
As a result, the golden luster does not emerge on the surface of the body.
Instead, there was a gray haze lingering.
Chu Hao somersaulted towards the back, his legs flying upward.
Thunder shone faintly at the base of the calf.
At first glance, it's all made of electricity!
But Chu Hao's speed is also quite fast, and the people present can't see the situation clearly at all!