Looking at the person who just stretched out a hand and had an exaggerated smile on his face, Wei Bai's hand slowly moved.

Instead of attacking, though, pulling out a small bottle.

"It's too boring to fight alone, so why don't you add a little color!"

Watching Wei Bai take out the culture liquid, several people looked at each other, and finally did not laugh.

"Who the hell are you?"

At this time, there are not many students who can afford to use the culture fluid, they have not gone to the battlefield, most of the students are very poor, and almost all of them bring their own culture liquid if they want to use the culture fluid.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Li Dacheng!" Wei Bai said. "It's also Li Cheng's father, Li Cheng is my son!"

All:......

"Who are you fooling, you are only twenty years old at best, how did you give birth to such a big son as Li Cheng!"

"I'm a godfather!"

Wei Bai waved the culture liquid in his hand: "How about it? Will it come or not? This is still the first game, if I win, then the second game is two points of culture liquid, if there is no money, forget it, I don't plan to waste time!"

The pupils of several people shrank slightly, and the culture liquid is not a bargain, one is 100,000 credits.

Even they didn't use it much.

And unsurprisingly, the maximum they can get from the academy is a hundred.

Want to take it out and bet?

Some are reluctant.

"It's okay, this guy is just an ordinary student at best, then Li Cheng is a mess, how strong can this guy be?"

The guy who stretched out a hand nodded: "Okay, I'll bet with you, if you don't take a piece of culture liquid, you won't take it for nothing!"

As he spoke, the man pulled out a bottle of culture liquid!

Wei Bai suddenly smiled when he saw the other party take out the culture solution, this group of people is really rich, eight people, that is, at least eight copies of culture solution.

What's more, there must be more to them than that.

"Okay, let's make a bet, I'm afraid you will report to the teacher if you lose!"

This group of people almost died of anger, when we were elementary school students?

Also report to the teacher?

As he spoke, Wei Bai took out a pen and paper, waved his pen, and began to write.

It is roughly written that the first battle is a culture medium,

The second time, two copies.

The third time, four copies.

And so on.

"Do you really think you can win me?" the man sneered, still thinking about the third and fourth games?

Think too much!

"I don't know if someone else can win, but if you win, you're sure of it, after all, you want to give me one hand!

"You!"

This person almost died of anger, he originally thought that Wei Bai was an ordinary student with a thousand or hundreds of spiritual powers, but when he saw Wei Bai take out the cultivation liquid, he knew that this guy must have some confidence.

"Oh, yes, yes!" suddenly someone next to him said.

"Zheng Hou, don't be fooled!"

Zheng Hou looked at this group of pig teammates, and immediately understood that this group of people was planning to cut off the beard, after all, the contract said that the second time was two.

is equivalent to winning Wei Bai, that is, winning two.

They wish they had lost!

"Hmph, you villains, even if I have one hand, I won't necessarily lose!"

Wei Bai walked up to these people with a smile: "Since it's okay, then sign it, I want to beat the eight of you one by one, otherwise I won't have the face to see my eldest son Li Cheng!"

"Okay, we'll fulfill you!"

As he spoke, several people signed their names.

There were no eight servings, but there were only two servings.

And that group of people even "generously" didn't want to contract, but Wei Bai still stuffed them.

Putting away the contract with a smile, Wei Bai was very happy, so that no matter what, even if the vice president came to the door, he would be able to explain.

You can even ask the vice president for an account.

Can this group of people afford to pay the bet?

Just kidding, even some teachers can't afford it, after all, the total bet for eight people is 255 portions of culture fluid.

That's 25.5 million credits, which is enough for him to cultivate to 7,200 spiritual power, not to mention these people, even if the teachers behind them come together, they can't get so much cultivation liquid.

No one thinks it's too much, unless it's a ruthless person who uses a million copies.

"Now you can start!" Wei Bai looked at Zheng Hou who was standing with one hand.

"Come on, don't say I won't give you a chance!"

"Nonsense!"

Wei Bai's words did not fall, and the person had already approached Zheng Hou.

"You still want to sneak attack, thinking that this little trick can stop me? I'm not you flowers raised in greenhouses, there are seven aliens who died at my hands!"

Wei Bai didn't say a word, came to Zheng Hou's side, and immediately stretched out his hand.

The bandaged hand was stained red at the same time, and it was obvious that the wound on the hand had been cracked.

"I'm really looking for death, I dare to fight with me if I have a wound on my hand!"

Originally, he saw that Wei Bai had bandages on his hands, but he just thought it was a special preference, but he never expected that Wei Bai was really injured.

This red-stained bandage is not fake.

Although he saw Wei Bai's hand on it, Zheng Hou didn't plan to keep it.

Fist of Flowing Fire!

A slight flush flashed on Zheng Hou's hand, as if his fist had ignited, and he went directly towards Wei Bai.

Wei Bai's right hand had already turned into the shape of an eagle's claw at this time.

Seeing this gesture, Zheng Hou's heart sank, is this claw hair?

It's such a rare way of fighting, everyone is basically a continuous fist and palm.

Because there are fist gloves and gloves, you can use it with fists and palms to exert greater power.

Some of them wielded weapons, and they had swords, guns, and swords.

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, how can ordinary people practice the claw technique?"

His thoughts had just come to him, a fist and a claw had already touched, and then Zheng Hou heard the doctor's crunchy sound.

"Hmph, break your hand with one punch!"

Zheng Hou, who was proud, suddenly had a look of horror in his eyes, because he saw that his wrist had been twisted.

In Wei Bai's claws, there was no resistance and was directly bent by him.

Click!

The wrist was broken, and Zheng Hou's body couldn't help but twitch in pain.

However, the experience of fighting many times made Zheng Hou grit his teeth and start attacking with his left hand.

Wei Bai didn't care about the previous bet, but directly ignored Zheng Hou's left fist.

Rushed directly to Zheng Hou's middle door.

Tear and pull!

Zheng Hou's arm was instantly torn apart by Wei Bai.

The blood rushed straight into the wind.

Rumble!

Backhanded, Wei Bai's hand slapped Zheng Hou's face fiercely.

Zheng Hou was swept out by Wei Bai's backhand and fell heavily to the ground.

This is not the end, although Wei Bai will not kill this guy, but he will not be cheap.

Both claws came out, grabbing Zheng Hou's legs.

Click!

Pinch off Zheng Hou's feet.

It's not a bone crack, it's just a fracture, it's a minor injury, but this still directly invalidates all Zheng Hou's combat effectiveness.

One hand and two feet were scrapped in an instant.

"Since you're going to give me one hand, then I'll leave you one, it shouldn't be a violation!"

Wei Bai ignored the flesh in his right fingernail and shook it casually.

Then he looked at the remaining seven people.