Judging from the competition stage, Ren Xiaoyao was wrapped in the black fog, and the poisonous scorpion and his spirit beast poisonous tail black scorpion launched a stormy attack on Ren Xiaoyao in the black fog. Many people didn't see the actual attack and defense, but they judged the fierceness of the battle from the sound of crackling spiritual weapons intersecting in the black fog.

The battle was in the midst of the fierce battle, suddenly, the black fog dispersed, and three figures flew out of the black fog, as soon as the poisonous scorpion landed, one turned over, slapped a high-grade speed talisman and a vajra talisman on his body, and then quickly swallowed a high-grade Huiling pill, and looked at Ren Xiaoyao who flew out from the other direction with a gloomy face.

After the poison-tailed black scorpion landed, it rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before finally standing still, the tyrannical red light flashed in his eyes, and he roared at Ren Xiaoyao, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack. Careful monks can find that on the poisonous tail of the poisonous tail black scorpion, there are dense sword marks, and it is obvious that the poisonous tail of the poisonous tail black scorpion has suffered a big loss in this short encounter.

On Ren Xiaoyao's side, the fire feather spread, and Ren Xiaoyao slowly fell from a height of more than ten meters, relative to the flight of the imperial sword, this landing posture is extremely elegant. Ren Xiaoyao didn't suffer any injuries, but the half-best spirit weapon Hao Fang Sword was in hundreds of encounters with the opponent's top grade spirit weapon, and the damage was not small, and he had to practice it well in the later stage before he could exert his full strength.

"Come again!" The poisonous scorpion was not convinced, the black qi on his body was rolling, and his aura rose again, and he was about to reach the peak of the twelfth order of qi refining, and he actually had to fight Ren Xiaoyao again.

"Oh my God, could it be that this poisonous scorpion has not been doing his best, and his cultivation can be improved so much, it can't be that he has used some secret techniques, right?" Regarding the short-term improvement of the poisonous scorpion's cultivation, some people were surprised in their hearts, and they also raised some conjectures.

"I don't think so, I think the poisonous scorpion was originally the strength of the peak of the twelfth order of qi refining, and it was suppressed to cultivate to the twelfth order of qi refining, and now it is only the original realm of restoring. Another monk commented.

"Anyway, I see that neither side is doing their best, and it looks like this battle is going to go on, and it's really exciting!" said one of the monks excitedly.

However, what is surprising is that Ren Xiaoyao, who seems to have enough strength to spare, actually fanned his back with fiery red wings, stepped over a distance of more than 30 meters, and appeared outside the competition platform.

A battle that could have continued, ended with Ren Yao's voluntary admission of defeat.

"Why? You could have fought again?"

Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao had just admitted defeat, the poisonous scorpion's face became extremely gloomy, and he asked word by word.

In the eyes of the poisonous scorpion, Ren Xiaoyao didn't take him seriously, and it was an extreme contempt for him.

"There's no reason for that, I don't think there's any need to continue this battle, that's all. Ren Xiaoyao put away Hao Fang's sword, dispersed the aura around him, and said lightly.

"You dare to test my sword!" the poisonous scorpion's eyes were murderous.

The poisonous scorpion also saw a little, this Ren Xiaoyao was not afraid of him, but just practiced with him.

"Whatever your Excellency thinks, admit defeat in the next one. And I also advise Your Excellency to accept it when you see it. Your Excellency has won thirty games in a row, and you can get a reward of 300,000 spirit stones, plus the off-the-counter bet sharing and your original net worth, this total value is probably the eyes of any Qi Refining Cultivator. If you continue to fight, I am afraid that the ship will capsize in the gutter. Ren Xiaoyao said in a flat tone, and then stopped paying attention to the poisonous scorpion.

"Whoever dares to challenge, I will let whoever die!"

The poisonous scorpion's whole body was filled with black gas, and he said murderously. He was aroused by Ren Yao's indifference, and at this time, when the poisonous scorpion's fighting spirit was high, how could he be willing to stop fighting. What's more, Ren Xiaoyao shouted to him in front of everyone, which made him unable to get off the stage.

Perhaps it was Ren Yao's reminder that those contestants realized how rich the net worth of the poisonous scorpion was, which was enough to make the hearts of these elites in casual cultivation excited. When some people saw the last scene of the battle between the poisonous scorpion and Ren Xiaoyao, they thought that the poisonous scorpion had been overdrawn, and thought that there was only a chance left, so a few people took the initiative to challenge the poisonous scorpion.

After Ren Yaoyao, three challengers took the initiative to challenge the poisonous scorpion, although they all lost and died, but the challengers became more and more active and crazy. Because of every battle after Ren Yao, the poisonous scorpion's breath became weaker and weaker, and it could even be clearly felt that its mana was gradually exhausted. This made some speculative contestants unable to resist the temptation, and they took the initiative to challenge, and five battles in a row were extremely fierce.

"Regiment Leader, from the time you took the initiative to admit defeat until now, the poisonous scorpion has fought five battles in a row, although he has won all of them, but his aura is getting weaker and weaker, should we bet?" asked Lao Fan with some anxiety. In the few battles after Ren Xiaoyao was gone, he also wanted to speculate on the poisonous scorpion to lose, but he was stopped by Ren Xiaoyao. Now seeing that the combat effectiveness of the poisonous scorpion is getting weaker and weaker, and the proportion of the scorpion's bet to huàn is getting lower and lower, maybe he will lose the next game, Lao Fan doesn't want to lose the opportunity to make a fortune, and he is very anxious.

"Wait!" Ren Xiaoyao just said lightly, his eyes constantly wandering around those contestants.

After two more games, the contestants on these two occasions were all masters, and the methods used were endless, but they were still defeated by the poisonous scorpion and died a miserable death. At this time, some careful people discovered that the breath of the poisonous scorpion, which was supposed to be getting weaker and weaker, was not declining, but rising.

"Fuck, this poisonous scorpion is pretending, if you want to lure people into the bait, he is simply full of mana!" I don't know who scolded loudly, and it immediately spread ten, ten and hundred.

At the same time, the bet of the poisonous scorpion to huàn rises to one to ten, that is, the bet of the poisonous scorpion, if you win, one lower grade spirit stone can be exchanged for ten lower grade spirit stones.

At this time, an ordinary-looking challenger took the initiative to enter the competition platform, and someone found that this challenger turned out to be one of the contestants who had taken the initiative to admit defeat before.

This challenger, with slender fingers, extremely thin, and blank eyes, looks like a sick ghost. Although the scorpion's stake to huàn did not rise again as expected, it also maintained a one-to-ten ratio to huàn.

During the short break between the two people on the stage, the people on the stage were crazy and placed bets one after another.

"Lao Fan, Li Xiaohong, you wait a while, at the last moment of the bet deadline, each person will bet 100,000 spirit stones for me, as for how much you bet, it's up to you. I'm 70% sure that I can win this time, and it's up to you whether you want to bet or not. I'm betting, the opponent of the poisonous scorpion. Ren Xiaoyao secretly sent a message to Lao Fan and Li Xiaohong, and at the same time, one of them handed them a storage bag containing 100,000 spirit stones.

Lao Fan and Li Xiaohong understood, put away the storage bag containing the spirit stones, and walked casually in the field, until the last moment, the two of them rushed to the nearest betting point and placed bets one after another.

"Leader, I also bet 100,000 spirit stones, this is a big gamble in my life. If you win the bet, you will be able to build the foundation, but if you lose the bet, I am afraid that you will not even be able to count on a Tsukidan at that time. After Lao Fan finished placing his bet, he ran to Ren Xiaoyao's side, his face was red, excited and worried.

"What about you, it's also a hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones?" Ren Xiaoyao didn't answer Lao Fan's words, but turned his head and asked Li Xiaohong with a smile.

"Well, the apprentice's situation is similar to Lao Fan's, I'm afraid that building a foundation is not a matter of one or two Zhuji Dan, the master is willing to help the apprentice is grateful, but the apprentice prefers to build the foundation by himself, which can also reduce the pressure on the master on the Zhuji Dan. Li Xiaohong said with a slightly red face.

Ren Xiaoyao laughed lightly, did not speak, and turned to look at the competition platform, at this time, under the countdown of the competition host, the battle between the two on the stage had begun.

The duel against the poisonous scorpion was a loose cultivator named Zhen Wuyu, and the qualification order was ranked to more than 1,000.

This person was not outstanding in the first round of the game, and only relied on a Qi Refining Twelve Puppet to fight, and won three games in a row by a narrow margin. Ren Xiaoyao was more interested in puppetry, and he also carefully observed Zhen Wuyu, because he practiced the distraction technique and the silk drawing technique, which were linked to the puppet technique. Ren Xiaoyao found that this True Wuyu was very skilled in puppet control, and a puppet of the twelfth order of Qi refining was in his hands, and his strength was not as strong as any monk of the same level.

At the beginning of the game, Zhen Wuyu did not attack, but stretched out his fingers, and eight puppets appeared on the competition platform, four in the sky and four on the ground, guarding it tightly. The four puppets in the sky were exactly the same in appearance, only half the size of an adult, each with two small gray mechanical wings, and a tail more than a meter long at the tail, the tip of the tail was an inverted cone, and the cone was shining with black light, which was obviously painted with poison.

The puppet in the sky looks like a flying demon beast, its tail is like a scorpion's barb, and its hands are like human hands, each puppet holds a semi-extreme spirit weapon and a semi-extreme shield on each hand. The four puppets on the ground are also exactly the same, they belong to another kind of appearance, all of them are close to the shape, they are also a spirit sword in one hand, a shield in the other, and the grades are all semi-extreme spirit weapons.

Before he made a move, Zhen Wuyu's net worth showed made many people dumbfounded, and even some monks in the foundation building period were hot. Not counting the eight Qi Refining Twelfth Order puppets, with these sixteen semi-extreme spirit weapons alone, their total value exceeded one million lower-grade spirit stones. Some poor cultivators only have hundreds or thousands of spirit stones, and the net worth shown by this Zhen Wuyu is far more than that of ordinary monks, and this is only part of the net worth he has shown. At this time, most of the monks who were betting were cold, thinking that this bet might have capsized in the gutter.

"It seems that your strength is very extraordinary, and you deliberately lost me once before, this time you came to the stage, could it be that you saw the reward of these 300,000 lower grade spirit stones?" The strength displayed by the opponent was too amazing, and even the poisonous scorpion, which had always been very arrogant, became extremely cautious and did not dare to attack at will.

"That's just part of the reason, there are two main reasons, one is that I spent 300,000 spirit stones to buy myself to win in the audience, and the other reason is that your previous words were too presumptuous, I want to kill you. After Zhen Wuyu finished sneering, the original godless eyes shot out a bright cold light, and the slender ten fingers flicked continuously, and the eight puppets advanced and retreated in a measured and swift manner and took the initiative to attack the poisonous scorpion.

"Even if you have so many puppets, I'll kill you anyway!" The poisonous scorpion was not afraid, but extremely excited.

He had been pretending to be weak and luring people to take the bait, but now it seems that he has really hooked a big fish. Although the poisonous scorpion fought many battles, the interval between each two battles was not short, and the time of each battle was not long, so his mana was still very sufficient. He also wanted to end the game early, but every time he killed a contestant, he would have a lot of income, and he could also get the contestant's storage bag, which made the poisonous scorpion excited. Now, the net worth shown by Zhen Wuyu is at least more than one million lower grade spirit stones, and the storage bag of Zhen Wuyu is bound to be obtained by poisonous scorpions.

Although the poisonous scorpion's eyes were hot on the other party's storage bag, he was not blindly confident, he first flashed with golden light on his body, put on a semi-superb defensive spirit suit, and then slapped a high-grade vajra talisman and a high-grade light talisman on his body, and then swallowed a high-grade Hui Ling Pill. All of these preparations were made in a very short period of time, and by this time, the eight puppets of True Jadeless had already been killed. The poisonous scorpion sneered, and the black qi on his body was permeated, enveloping himself and the spirit beast venom-tailed black scorpion in a black mist within a radius of ten meters.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight together, suddenly, nine black balls shot out from the black mist, eight of which were shot at the eight puppets, and the last one was shot at Zhen Wuyu. I only heard the sound of the boom endlessly, and nine huge explosions sounded almost at the same time.