Seeing that Fang Feiyang suddenly opened his mouth to ask this, Yan Que suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

However, I have already boasted about Haikou just now, and it is obviously unrealistic to regret it at this time.

"As long as it's not too much to help you improve as soon as possible, it's okay!" Yan Que looked at it and added the word "not excessive" to the original request.

"It's not too much, it's not too much at all!" Fang Feiyang said with a smile: "In order to improve my enthusiasm for the game, I think I should add some color appropriately, what do you think?"

"Caitou?" Yan Que frowned.

Yunhai Immortal Sect does not prohibit gambling, and its disciples usually learn from each other, and often take some gadgets as bets.

Fang Feiyang's request made Yan Que unable to refuse.

"And what do you want to do with the jackpot?"

"Hey, I just started a short time, and I am very poor, so I can barely press 30,000 soul coins!" Fang Fei said with a sad face, and as he spoke, he took out a jade plaque from the Qiankun bag.

Originally, he had accumulated more than 100,000 soul coins on his body, but he spent more than 90,000 in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so there were only 30,000 left.

Yan Que was okay, his expression didn't change much, but Zhao Mang's eyes instantly widened.

This is 30,000 soul coins, for newcomers who have just started, they can accumulate 30,000 soul coins by doing some sect tasks every day.

Besides, although I entered the sect, there are still a lot of places to spend money.

It costs money to choose exercises, it costs money to take pills, and it costs money to buy your favorite weapons and magic weapons, and many times you can't make ends meet?

Zhao Mang has been in the third year since he started, and all his net worth together is only a few thousand soul coins, but Fang Feiyang actually took out 30,000 at once.

It's embarrassing to cry poor? So many soul coins can also be called a small lottery? If you lose, you won't even have your underwear.

Fang Feiyang observed his words and smiled: "Why, you can't even take out this little soul coin, right?"

"I ...... This ......"

"Who will play with you without a lot, fighting is also a work of strength!" Fang Feiyang sneered.

"I'll give you your soul coins. Yan Que spoke out in time to help Zhao Mang relieve the siege.

As he spoke, he took out a jade plaque and handed it to Zhao Mang and said, "There are 30,000 soul coins in it, if you win, I will only get back the principal, and if you lose, your loss will be recorded on my head." ”

With Yan Lack's support, Zhao Mang was immediately relieved, even if he lost, he didn't lose, if he won, he would have made a lot of money in vain!

"Okay, I'm betting with you!" Zhao Mang confidently agreed to Fang Feiyang's challenge.

The two went directly to the martial arts arena through the teleportation array and stepped into the ring, while the few followers behind Yan Que had already premeditated and left.

A transparent light mask shrouded Fang Feiyang and Zhao Mang, and the entire ring became a closed system, which could not only ensure the fairness of the competition, avoid others from interfering, but also facilitate the suspension of the game at a critical moment to avoid unnecessary injuries.

The two stood opposite each other, each ready for battle, but when they were about to fight, there was a sudden uproar under the ring.

The followers who had left just now came back, and a large number of disciples joined in the fun behind them.

Most of these people were disciples of Frost Fire Peak, Niutou Peak, Tibetan Sword Peak and Red Leaf Peak, and they were naturally on the side of Yan Que and Zhao Mang, and since Fang Feiyang and Zhao Mang stepped into the ring, they began to cheer for Zhao Mang loudly.

"Senior Brother Zhao will win!"

"Beat that kid from Dragonspine Peak!"

"Teach this newcomer to understand some rules!"

In the shouts of everyone, Zhao Mang's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he moved his limbs, and the bones of his body made a crackling and crisp sound.

"Fang Feiyang, don't blame me for not reminding you, although I am only a first-level soul warrior, my strength is no less than that of a second-level or even third-level soul warrior, don't cry if you are hurt by me later!" Zhao Mang said deliberately, causing a burst of laughter from the audience.

For such an idiot, Fang Feiyang was speechless, too lazy to say more to him, and asked directly, "Can you start?"

"Of course!" Zhao Mang said as he shook his sleeves, and his shirt suddenly shattered into pieces of flying cloth, revealing the strong muscles under his clothes.

At this moment, his muscles shone with a silvery-white metallic luster, as if they had been poured with gold and iron.

"Come on!" Zhao Mang hooked his finger towards Fang Feiyang and said provocatively.

Under the ring, a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked Frost Fire Peak disciple whispered beside Yan Que: "Senior Brother Yan, I heard Zheng Chenguang and a few of them say that Fang Feiyang once won with one enemy and ten victories in the martial arts arena, is there such a thing?"

"Yes, but if you want to say that there is no cat in this, I absolutely don't believe it!" Yan Que said coldly: "I think he must have done something, just like in the introductory test, those demon remnants didn't attack him!"

Hearing Yan Que say this, the man immediately echoed: "That's right, I also think that this kid is not so capable, I think he must not be Zhao Mang's opponent." ”

"That's not necessarily!" A smile appeared at the corner of Yan Que's mouth: "Zhao Mang's "Golden Body and Iron Bone" is the best at defense, and it has a certain restraint effect on this kid's swordsmanship, but I heard that he is also good at fire spells, which is Zhao Mang's nemesis. ”

"That ......"

"Don't worry, I've been prepared!" Yan Que sneered: "Zhao Mang has a fire shield on his body, which I specially prepared for him, and the purpose is to target this kid's fire spell, so if nothing else, Zhao Mang will win!"

"Senior Brother Yan is really a clever plan!" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked disciple immediately patted his ass and said, "Let's just wait to see that kid's joke!"

Before the words fell, Zhao Mang in the ring shouted, opened his arms and threw himself towards Fang Feiyang.

Relying on the protection of his "golden body and iron bones", he did not have any protection at all for the empty door between his chest and abdomen, and it was completely a life-fighting style.

And the ground he passed through left one crack after another, obviously unable to withstand his heavy body and brutal strength.

There was a burst of cheers from under the ring.

However, in the midst of this cheering, Fang Feiyang moved, and the index finger of his right hand was lightly tapped, and a bright and extinguished sword light flickered on his fingertips.

Before everyone could see the trend of the sword light, they saw that Zhao Mang's forward momentum like a wild bull suddenly stopped, and then a series of glass breaking sounds sounded from his body.

I saw that on his shining silver-white metallic skin, I don't know when there were fine cracks, and the slightest movement fell down one by one, like a wall in disrepair.

Then, Zhao Mang's feet softened, and he fell directly to the ground and passed out.

A sword!

Fang Feiyang only used one sword to break the "golden body and iron bone" that Zhao Mang was proud of, and he didn't even hold a weapon in his hand, he just relied on a sword qi!

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