"Rice oil is like a disdainful shì desert?(What do you want to try?)" The scar-faced monk who was still disappointed couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said as if he was afraid that Wan Qingping would regret it.

Wan Qingping smiled, revealing a pair of white teeth: "I had a discussion with the noble Taoist friend before, but in the lower cultivation is one order higher than him, which is considered a bit of a advantage, it is better to do this, let's compare wrestling this time, I heard that you Mumba people, regardless of men, women, young and old, are good at this way, what do you think?" Wan Qingping looked at the scarface monk after speaking, with a look of I am thinking about you.

"What? He's confused, isn't he? How can he compete with the Mumba people? Isn't this taking the initiative to find death?" When the surrounding Jiuli Gu Masters heard this, they immediately started to talk about it, and some of them were anxious and even rushed over to stop Wan Qingping's stupid move.

But Wan Qingping clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking like "Are you better than me or better than me?", ignoring the rest of the people at all, it seems that Wang Ba ate the scales and made up his mind.

The scarface monk is not stupid, he doesn't believe that Wan Qingping will be so kind-hearted, if he wants to say anything else, he may be able to see the hidden tricks inside, but if it is better than wrestling, it is really a Mumba person's special skill, and the most inseparable thing for every Mumba person in his life is three things: cattle and sheep, wrestling, and Mumba bag, so for a while, his face was cloudy.

And the Gu master who was proficient in the Mumba language next to him was answering the questions of the rest of the Mumba people, and when those people heard that Wan Qingping actually proposed to compete in wrestling, their faces immediately showed excitement, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they hurriedly surrounded them one by one, rubbing their fists and eager to try, and even Altay, who was newly defeated by Wan Qingping, cheered up again, thinking that the time for revenge had come

One of the Mumba monks couldn't wait to say something to the Scarface, and the Scarface nodded and agreed, but patted him on the shoulder cautiously, presumably asking him to be more careful.

"That Mumba man just said that when he was fifteen years old, he once won the thirteenth place at the Naadam Conference in the Northwest Region of the Hacha'er Tribal Alliance, Brother Wan, even if he was the thirteenth in the Northwest Region of the Hacha'er Tribal Alliance, it was also a wrestler who stood out from hundreds of tribes, it is not too much to pick one out of ten thousand, and it is too late for you to regret it now" The Gu Master, who was proficient in the Mumba language, hurriedly whispered to Wan Qingping, with an anxious look on his face, it seemed that he also had little confidence in Wan Qingping.

When Wan Qingping heard this, he seemed to hesitate, so he tilted his head and thought about it, and then said, "Why don't you compare?" As if asking himself, he also seemed to be asking for other people's opinions.

When the scarface monk saw Wan Qingping's appearance, most of the doubts in his heart immediately dissipated, so he hurriedly stepped forward and stumbled and said, "How can you fellow Daoists not compete?

"Who said that our Jiuli people's words don't count" Wan Qingping seemed to be unable to stand others underestimating the Jiuli tribe, and immediately his face became gloomy: "But I have the final say?"

"Just do what the Daoist said, if the Daoist takes out something, we Mumba people will not let the Daoist suffer," the Scarface monk stumbled, and it took a lot of effort for Wan Qingping to understand what he said.

"Okay, then put it together, what does this thing represent, don't say that you don't know" Then Wan Qingping took out an item from the storage bag and put it in front of everyone.

"Ah, it's this thing"

"It's actually a magic insect sticker?"

"What a magic insect sticker, this is a holy fruit"

"No wonder Wan Daoyou can defeat the Mumba people, it seems that I am a newly rising genius of the Jiuli tribe, otherwise there will be no magic insect stickers"

The Jiuli Gu Master who was watching saw that what Wan Qingping took out was a demon insect sticker, and immediately talked about it with envy.

The Mumba people could come to the fruit tasting feast, and it was impossible for them not to know what this thing represented, so they immediately gathered around and discussed in a whisper.

Soon the Mumba people finished their deliberations, and saw the Scarface Monk walking up to Wan Qingping, and at this time he was holding a wooden box in his hand, and in the center of the wooden box was a thing the size of a sparrow's egg but slightly square in shape, which was black and not slippery, and did not have half a point of aura.

"This is a piece of "carbon essence", which can only be obtained by repeatedly calcining the thousand-year-old poplar wood in the grassland desert by the infant fire of the Yuanying monk, which can absorb the poison in the body and save the time for cultivation to build the foundation of the Great Perfection."

As soon as he heard the words "thousand-year-old poplar wood", "Yuanying monk", "infant fire" and "repeated calcination", Wan Qingping's small eyes immediately turned green, and his heart shouted: It's over

However, he was a cautious person after all, and after being excited, he said loudly: "What is this poplar wood, do you understand?" His words were naturally said to the surrounding Jiuli Gu Masters, afraid that the Mumba people would take a piece of tattered things and blind him.

"Fellow Daoists, there is no need to doubt the credibility of our Mumba people, although this thing is precious, but compared to the integrity of the tribe, we value the latter more" Hearing Wan Qingping's doubtful words, the Scarface Monk's face was very unsightly, but he still stumbled and explained.

At this time, a Gu Master in the middle stage of foundation building stepped forward, picked up the thing and looked at it in front of him, and then said to Wan Qingping with envy: "Wan Daoyou, poplar wood is the sacred tree of the Mumba people, and it has the reputation of "living without dying for a thousand years, dying without falling for a thousand years, and being immortal for a thousand years", and the "carbon essence" is indeed as he said, with extraordinary effects"

After listening to this person's explanation, Wan Qingping finally smiled: "That's it, come on, even if you lose, you have the right to make a friend" The words were said so beautifully, but Wan Qingping already regarded that piece of carbon essence as a thing in his heart, what thirteen people in the northwest region of the Hachar tribe, what Mumba people have practiced wrestling since childhood, all of them are bullshit, he Wan has been practicing martial arts for ten years, can he still lose on this?

Look at who has fallen, not only to see who will fall, the most important thing is to see if you are stable and unstable, and what is the most basic thing in ordinary martial arts?

Since the two sides have negotiated, they put the two lottery heads in the hands of a servant of the Ten Thousand Filthy Demon Island, and whoever wins will take it

Although the people in Jiuli were not very optimistic about Wan Qingping, they still gathered in a circle to cheer him on, and a two-zhang square circle was drawn in the middle for the two to compete in the field

Wan Qingping took the lead on the field, still swaggering with crab steps, and while walking, he hugged his fists towards the onlookers, how arrogant and arrogant the posture was

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