"What's the matter, Fan Jian, why don't you speak? Is 10 million okay? Are you not sure to win? Or can't you come up with so much money at all?"

Yan Shisan felt that he had never raised his eyebrows so much as he did now, and looking at Fan Jianqi's purple face, his voice became louder.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Fan Jian suddenly squeezed out a voice from between his teeth and said, "If Muyang can win the next game, I will give you 10 million!"

The onlookers of the temple disciples suddenly widened their eyes and began to exchange ears.

"This Fan family is really rich, and he even sold 10 million, in the end, he is a wealthy family in the Great Xia Kingdom. Someone sighed, his voice full of envy.

"What kind of money is there, I heard that the Fan family has declined more than ten years ago, and 10 million is not a small amount, enough for their entire family to spend more than a year. Someone on the side answered.

"The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, the ancestor of the Fan family has served the emperor as a close attendant, how big the treasure house is in private, can you know? The wealth is not leaked, except for the Yan family, no, except for Yan Thirteen, is there any fool in the entire Kaiyang City who still brags everywhere that he is rich? I look down on these descendants with foreign surnames the most, all of them are like nouveau riche, without literacy and taste. A wealthy man wearing a brocade robe, a jade belt, and an arrogant face said disdainfully.

"If you want to show off, you must also have the capital to show off, 10 million, can you take it out? If you can't take it out, shut up!" As soon as the brocade-robed young man's voice fell, someone immediately retorted with ridicule.

At this moment, a familiar indifferent voice sounded, but it clearly overshadowed everyone's voice.

"Yan Thirteen. ”

"In!"

At first hearing the voice, the disciples who were talking about it instantly fell silent, Yan Shisan heard someone calling his name, and subconsciously agreed, and the smile on his face suddenly froze when he saw the appearance of the speaker.

It was Zhuang Yusheng who spoke, although he knew that he would play sooner or later, but when he was named when he was arguing with people like this, Thirteen Shao suddenly felt an indescribable weirdness.

"Yes, the copper is gone. ”

Zhuang Yusheng shouted out another person's name again, and not far away, a burly, dark-skinned young man carrying a large guillotine knife half a meter wide and one and a half meters long strode towards the venue where Muyang had fought just now.

Mu Yang looked at the young man whose muscles were as hard as rocks and the blood vessels in his arms were twisted and bulging like earthworms, frowning slightly, and said loudly, "Admit defeat." ”

Yan Shisan's face had already changed when he saw this opponent who was half a head taller than himself and was carrying a half-door knife in his hand, and turned his head after hearing Mu Yang's voice: "If you don't fight, you will admit defeat, isn't it very shameless?"

Mu Yang said seriously: "You are too seriously injured, he is a force cultivator, just to restrain the exercises you practice, even if you raise the Dragon Elephant Break to the extreme, I am afraid that you will not be able to catch three hits, and you will not have any chance to fight head-on." ”

Yan Shisan knew that what Mu Yang said was the truth, in the previous nine levels, he had encountered a few very tough opponents, although he finally came to the final venue with some means, the injuries on his body were not light, but he was really unwilling to admit defeat without trying.

"The Yan family would rather be killed, but they will never be defeated!"

I don't know where the confidence came from, Yan Shisan suddenly raised his voice, and shouted out a sentence that he often heard in the words of the play in a heroic voice.

"Today, I want everyone to know that in addition to money, the Yan family also has an unyielding backbone!"

After shouting this, without looking at the strange eyes around him, Yan Shisan immediately lowered his voice and asked Muyang: "Is there really no chance?"

Mu Yang looked at Yan Shisan a little helplessly, and said in a semi-mocking tone: "Yes, don't your Yan family have a lot of money? ”

This was originally a joke, but Yan Shisan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily: "If you don't say that I forgot!" Then I'll try it." ”

After speaking, he ignored Mu Yang's somewhat crying and laughing expression, and walked towards the field in front of him, but when he walked to Zhuang Yusheng's side, he suddenly stopped, looked at him with malicious eyes, and said, "Lord Hall, I have something I want to ask you." ”

Yan Shisan's tone was very unkind, even a little rude, if it was another disciple, he would never dare to speak to him with this attitude, but in the face of Yan Shisan, Zhuang Yusheng's reaction was surprisingly calm, and there was even a faint smile on his indifferent face.

"Just ask. ”

"Did you mean it!"

Yan Shisan approached Zhuang Yusheng and said with a suspicious expression in a low voice.

Many people have doubts about the rules of the lottery duel, except for Nie Rudong, who was the first to be drawn, and blurted out the word 'unfair' because he was too nervous, no one else dared to question it. Although Yan Shisan's voice was small, it still reached the ears of many people, and suddenly all eyes fell on Zhuang Yusheng's body.

"Is it necessary?"

Zhuang Yusheng looked at a blood-stained bandage wrapped around Yan Shisan's left leg and said, "Especially for you." ”

The meaning of this sentence is obvious, with Yan Thirteen's current injury, even if he takes the elixir to heal the injury, it is impossible for him to heal in such a short period of time, his cultivation is the lowest among the forty-five newly promoted inner temple disciples, and the injury is the most serious, even if he has a powerful bloodline combat skill, it is impossible for him to continue walking, and if he is replaced by any opponent, he will not have any hope of winning.

Yan Shisan narrowed his eyes, stared at Zhuang Yusheng's eyes, and said shyly: "It's not necessary for me, so who is necessary?"

This is a typical case of having nothing to do, messing around, but for some reason, Zhuang Yusheng's face, who was originally indifferent, changed slightly, and his voice instantly became cold: "If you don't play again, I don't mind directly announcing Zhong Litong's victory!"

"Don't! I just want to contact you, why do you turn your face, I'll go up, brothers, wait for the news of my victorious return!"

After speaking, Yan Shisan laughed twice and walked towards the opposite venue.

"What's your name?"

After entering, Yan Shisan stood in front of Zhong Litong, who was a full circle thicker than himself and half a head taller, looked up at his slightly rough face in the dark and asked.

"Chung off the copper!"

Zhong Litong poked the guillotine knife in his hand to the ground, and the half-meter knife body was deeply inserted into the ground, and the urn said angrily: "Do it, you have a good physique, you seem to have the strength to handle it, I hope you can withstand the beating, my big knife has long been hungry and thirsty!"

After that, he flipped his wrist, and at least a two-hundred-pound large guillotine knife was gently swept to his shoulder like a feather, and the tip of the knife brought up a handful of dirt and sprinkled Yan Shisan's face.

"Phew, bah, bah. ”

Yan Shisan spit out a few mouthfuls of mud on his mouth, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't be in a hurry to do it first, I have a few questions I want to ask you before the official competition." ”