PS: Pro~ Ask for collections, ask for tickets

"Four to five, bet two hundred taels, return two hundred and fifty taels," the young maid muttered, slapping the golden ticket on the table.

Lin Heng casually put away the golden ticket and won the second game, counting the bonus, he only gained a total of two hundred and fifty taels.

Rarely, if it goes on like this, the debt will not be repaid.

But there is no way, the king of war arena once again made restrictions on him, the first competition, he can bet up to one hundred taels to bet on his own victory, the second game, up to two hundred taels, as for the other bets, it is arbitrary, move to Jinshan can be, and because all the spectators have a card, he can't just find someone to bet for him.

It's not just for him, his approach is not an exception, and the arena has corresponding rules for free martial artists.

Fortunately, there was no limit to the bets on the third match, which is what he values the most.

The young maid looked at Lin Heng with one hand on her chin, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, and said, "It's really the first time I've seen you like this, other martial artists give up fighting because they think that there is no chance of winning, but if you are a little sure, you will try your best, and if you lose, you will lose, and it will always motivate you to cultivate."

"It's good for you, you have the certainty of victory, can you support yourself with that little money, don't starve?"

After fighting more than once, Lin Heng was not angry, and said, "Little sister, be careful that I block you at night"

"You dare" The young maid covered her mouth and yawned, and then said, "According to the rules of the Battle King Arena, in the next third competition, you will either fight or stay here to the end, leave, the income from the competition arena through you can only barely maintain the daily use, to put it bluntly, you can't make much oil and water from you, I want to drive you away, give a land to a capable person, you are the third this year"

"Also, if you leave here, the Dragon Arena won't accept you"

"You talk so much" Lin Heng snorted, "It seems that the uncle can only fight, and he will be on time tomorrow night"

Subsequently, he left the arena.

Up to now, the cultivation he had shown in the arena was still a beginner in the fifth level, and he would occasionally burst out with strength.

It has been more than ten days since he cultivated to the fifth major achievement, and he decided to show the cultivation of the fivefold small achievement, naturally he would not say it first, so as to make his odds higher, so that it would not violate the rules of the battle king arena, as long as he did not conceal the sixfold cultivation, he would just go to compete with the fivefold martial artist.

Many warriors will somewhat conceal some strength to benefit in the long run.

And the battle king arena will sometimes win by surprise and make a lot of money, otherwise the strength of the warrior will be clearly seen by the visitors, and the arena will not be compensated.

After returning to the Martial Mansion for a while, he found the Yuan Qi Room to cultivate.

After reconciling with Wang Qingwu and others, he never had any more fights with others for the cultivation room, and it was all on a first-come, first-served basis.

The students believed that Lin Heng was already the second in the indisputable combat power of the high-level class, and he couldn't grab it, so why bother to grab it.

The student with the first combat power is naturally Wan Lingyu, who has broken through to the sixth level.

As for Wan Lingyu's attitude towards Lin Heng, the students couldn't figure it out, mainly because Wan Lingyu never lacked Yuan Qi Dan Yuan Stone and other things, and he didn't go to the Yuan Qi Room to cultivate, so he didn't see the two of them have had direct contact, and the students guessed that the two might also avoid contact with each other.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next evening.

Finding no spare martial arts room, Lin Heng came to a forest in the martial arts mansion to practice martial arts.

The evening breeze is blowing, and the withered yellow leaves are falling with the wind, which is very quiet.

Wow!

The true qi that gathers in the springs of the feet, like a waterfall going retrograde, rushes upwards violently

Lin Heng's figure suddenly rushed forward, and he had already reached half a zhang away, and then he used the wave stick to slash.

Call!

A stick was split, and the strong wind suddenly rose, blowing the fallen leaves for a long time.

Lin Heng put away the stick and frowned, "The connection is very rusty, or the fire is not enough, the waterfall retrograde lies in the first fast and then slow, the more fierce the start, the farther it can rush, and it will take at least ten and a half days and a half of hard training to enter the house."

Rushing into the room, one step can rush out of any direction, and the distance is not worse than three inches.

"The consumption of true qi is not small"

Lin Heng shook his head, the free Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the air in the forest was also thin, and the distance was eight hundred miles away from the consumption.

Self-absorption, in the end, talk is better than nothing, and the innate vitality is slowly improving.

Think about it for a while and continue to cultivate.

On the side, two female students walked leisurely into the woods.

One of them has an ordinary appearance, and the other has a delicate face, as if it has been carefully carved by the hands of ghosts and gods, it is Zhan Yuyan.

"It's really boring, it's boring and tiring to practice like this, the gravity room is about to break my bones" Zhan Yuyan rubbed her shoulders, her pretty face full of complaints.

Another female student chuckled and said, "Sister Yuyan, then how do you want to cultivate, do you go out to eat and sleep?"

"What's wrong with sleeping in the open, maybe I broke through early, and I can still be driven ahead by Wan Lingyu" Zhan Yuyan was a little yearning.

The female student said, "What's the good, the wind and rain are going to be bitten by mosquitoes, and I was accidentally eaten by wild beasts, and the worst thing is to be taken away to be the lady of the village, and when I suffer outside, I know how comfortable I am now."

"Don't talk about this, let's go have some fun, little lady" Zhan Yuyan smiled evilly, hooking the female student's chin with her fingers.

"Don't" The female student brushed her finger away, and then said, "Sister Yuyan, I haven't reached the peak of the fifth level yet, I can't play with you, you go to Wan Lingyu"

Zhan Yuyan pouted, "Looking for him?" he will only make people disappointed" What do you think of, and you are interested, "Eh, I heard that there is a warrior who claims to be the king of sticks in the battle arena, and he frequently gives up fighting, but tonight he is going to fight for the third time, maybe he is forced to be helpless, do you want to bet on it"

"I'm not going to the arena, what's the point of the five-fold martial artists fighting around," the female student shook her head.

"What?" Zhan Yuyan said in surprise, "I don't look at it, I admire those fighting martial artists the most, they practice real skills, they all roll from the sword, you look at him, oh, it's Lin Heng, don't look at him defeated Wang Qingwu, when he arrives in the arena, he also has to be weak, and when he encounters a fighting martial artist with equal strength, Qi Li clicks, to be honest, I went to the woman dressed as a man two years ago, but I was recognized at a glance"

"I'm not going," the female student didn't move.

The two walked and talked, and soon made their way through the woods.

After cultivating until nightfall, it was almost time to fight, Lin Heng left the Martial Mansion and went to the Battle King Arena.

"The stick king is two to five, and the hills are one to two" The young maid smiled inexplicably, "It's too late to give up now"

Then, he poked his head out and looked at Lin Heng's legs.

The odds are lower than expected, "What do you see," Lin Heng asked puzzled.

"Look if you're scared to pee your pants," the young maid said in a disdainful tone.

Lin Heng directly took out four thousand taels of golden tickets and slapped them on the table, "Four thousand taels of all the stick king, the master will win later, you wait for the eyes to be hot"

"Where did you get it?" the young maid was shocked.

After putting away the bills, Lin Heng went to the rest area to rest.

He has a preliminary impression of the fighting warrior nicknamed 'The Hill', he is very burly, his moves are fierce, and his five-fold cultivation is mostly wide open.

The strength is not too strong, the record is mixed, and he became the third champion yesterday.

Crucially, he doesn't have a rank weapon.

The arena can provide weapons that are made of 100 steel, which is relatively common, and if you want to use human-level weapons in free competition, you need to bring your own.

Human-level weapons are very valuable, costing about 10,000 taels of gold.

How can ordinary martial artists afford it, the other party doesn't have it, and neither does Lin Heng.

And at this moment, in a private seat in the stands of the competition area, Yue Linglong patted the handrail in annoyance, "I'm in a hurry, otherwise you can suppress him to cry, it doesn't seem right, the wolf's blow shouldn't be so fast, he hid his strength and won the normal"

"If I lose money, no, I have to eat it back" Speaking of this, he picked up the delicate snack and took a bite hard.

A maid with a tray walked over from the side, looking respectful, how could she not know that the woman in front of her was the daughter of the wealthy Zhan family, although the Zhan family was not a hereditary nobleman, but a rich party, stomped his feet, the whole king had to shake three times, how dare the maid not be humble on the surface, and said with a light smile, "The third battle is about to begin, the stick king to the hills, the stick king pays five for two, and the hill pays two for two, which bet on you"

Zhan Yuyan thought about it, and two fingers poked into the bulging purse and fumbled for a while.

Take out a smallest golden ticket and place it on a tray "One hundred taels, press ...... Stick King"

After some analysis, even though the stick king is suspected of being driven to the shelves, he has not been defeated so far, and this game may turn around.

"One hundred taels?" the maid did not say her doubts.

It's only one hundred taels, you're too picky, I'm betting on one hundred taels, and the other guests bet no less than one thousand taels each time, and they don't care if they lose, but the King of War Arena has a lower limit and upper limit on the amount of the guest bet, and she can only respectfully open the bill, as for the reward, she completely broke off her mind and continued to entertain other guests to bet.

More than ten maids shuttled between the seats, and when all the spectators finished placing their bets, the bell rang.

Clang!

The third contest begins.