"Senior Brother Liang, now that there are three monks who have practiced Qi Great Perfection to help the fist, you better go back to the sect first."

"There's no hurry, I'll stay here for a few days first, and casually take a look at the demeanor of the Great Perfection Cultivator." Liang Zicheng shook his head.

"That being the case, Senior Brother Liang will stay for a few more days, and after the family crisis, the two of us will return to the sect together." After Wu Yong finished speaking, he said goodbye to Liang Zicheng.

A group of strangely dressed men and women friars. is gathered in front of a ring. Shout out loud.

In the ring, two early Qi cultivation monks were practicing fighting techniques. It drew bursts of cheers and applause from the spectators.

Most of the men and women who were dressed strangely were the assistant monks invited by the Wu family, and they were all from different sects, but most of these people were scattered cultivators.

Most of the monks who came to help the fist had something to do with the Wu family. In addition, there are now three monks who have cultivated Qi and the Great Perfection, as well as the high bounty of the Wu family.

Therefore, although many monks were dissatisfied with the rules of the Wu family, no one took the initiative to leave.

Every day, the Wu family gave all the monks who came to help each of the early stage of Qi training a low-grade spirit stone, each of the mid-stage monks had two spirit stones, and the later monks had three spirit stones a day, and then promised: After the war, they will be rewarded according to the combat exploits of the participants.

Now these monks have just issued spirit stones, and they have all gathered here to compete and bet on spirit stones. The one who sat in the village was Wu Ran, who blocked Liang Zicheng from the door yesterday.

"Isn't this the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Why don't you come and play two?" Wu Ran watched Liang Zicheng arrive, and immediately became interested.

You must know that the monks sent out by the gate are all very wealthy, and today's gambling fights are all controlled by him, if you don't pit this monk who is very close to Wu Yong, then am I still called Wu Ran?

Liang Zicheng looked at the contemptuous look in Wu Ran's eyes, and decided to let him lose everything. Then get the news of the poison spirit bead from him.

"Of course, it's a bet on the victory or defeat of the two monks in the ring." After Wu Ran finished speaking, he pointed to the two people standing under the ring and said, "The next thing to play is the third layer of Wu Feng Qi cultivation of my Wu family, and a loose cultivation of the second layer of Qi training."

"Isn't that a casual cultivator of the second layer of Qi cultivation bound to lose?" Liang Zicheng glanced at it, and the casual cultivator of the second layer of Qi cultivation said.

"How can two monks fight against each other, how can they lose." After Wu Ran finished speaking, he thought in his heart: "Hehe, when you bet heavily on Wu Feng, I will let Wu Feng lose deliberately, and if you bet on Sanxiu, I will let Wu Feng do his best." When the time comes, your spirit stones won't all be mine."

"Oh, what are the odds for the two of them?" Liang Zicheng seemed to be very interested in this.

"Wu Feng pays one for one, and loose cultivation pays ten for one." Wu Ran said that he quickly changed his words here: "Loose cultivation pays twenty for one."

"How many spirit stones do you have?" Liang Zicheng asked again.

"Why are you afraid that I don't have spirit stones?" After speaking, Wu Ran took out a storage bag and said, "You monks' daily income is here, a total of two thousand spirit stones."

Liang Zicheng glanced at the storage bag in his hand: "This is our Yulu, aren't you afraid of losing it all?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll solve it myself." Wu Ran immediately waved his hand.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll press one hundred and twenty spirit stones on Sanxiu, and if you lose, I'll take the storage bag away." Liang Zicheng took out one hundred and twenty spirit stones from the ring.

Wu Ran was immediately stunned when he saw that more than 100 spirit stones were piled up there. The more than 2,000 spirit stones in the storage bag were kept by the family and could not be moved at will. But the more than 100 spirit stones in front of him were immediately his.

Wu Ran had never been so excited, when he thought that these more than 100 spirit stones would be his, he couldn't help but feel a little grateful to Wu Yong in his heart, he didn't expect him to invite such a stupid hat back, isn't this a gift of his spirit stones for nothing?

Wu Ran cautiously glanced at Wu Feng, and immediately said: "The Heavenly Sword Sect monk buys scattered cultivation and wins, one will pay twenty, wait for you to be a witness, if anyone regrets it, he will not be able to pursue the Great Dao in this life."

"Okay, I, Wu Lao Wu, will testify to you." After speaking, a big man asked in a low voice: "I don't know if I can suppress Wu Feng to win"?

"I'm sorry, this game has already started, next time as soon as possible". Wu Ran immediately rejected Wu Lao Wu's bet, you must know that this is a spirit stone, how much is left for himself by so many of them?

Liang Zicheng looked at Wu Ran and smiled, but he didn't know what kind of reaction Wu Ran would have after Wu Feng lost. Can I get the whereabouts of the poison spirit bead from his mouth?

At this time, the two monks fighting in the ring were also very cooperative, and one of the yellow-clothed monks used a spell to knock his opponent out of the ring.

Wu Feng and Sanxiu, who were about to fight, slowly walked to the ring, and at this time, Wu Ran suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Wu Feng, if you win, I will give you two Qi Induction Pills."

"If you win, you will have a Qi Pill." Some of the monks of the Wu family looked at Wu Feng with envy, you must know that these people usually only have half a spirit stone a month, and it takes a month to buy a Qi Induction Pill.

Now that he had actually defeated an ordinary second-level Qi cultivator, there were only two Qi Extraction Pills, and they were the ones who couldn't wait to fight against that Loose Cultivator.

When the two came to the middle of the ring, an elder of the Wu family who had practiced seven levels of qi immediately walked into the ring to be the referee of this duel.

"Wu Feng, a disciple of the Wu family, the third layer of Qi training." Wu Feng looked like Lao Tzu was the best in the world at this time.

"Rongke, scattered cultivation, the second layer of qi training". Rong Ke also spoke in a relatively small voice.

"The kid surnamed Rong, you are only practicing the second layer of qi, and you are a casual cultivator, you definitely don't have any attack spells." Wu Feng seemed to look down on the loose cultivation in front of him.

"Who said I would do winding". Rong Ke loudly defended.

"Haha, haha". Hearing Rong Ke's words, the crowd watching below let out a loud laugh.

You must know that the winding technique will only block the monk slightly, unless the cultivation of the two is very different, it is possible to use the winding technique to win, but now a monk who only has two layers, how can he win a monk who has an attack spell at the third level of qi training.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm attacking fire-based spells." Wu Feng's face already had a look of victory.

Wu Ran's face was even more smug after hearing that Rong Ke could only use one auxiliary spell winding technique, and he looked at the more than a hundred spirit stones in front of him, as if he was already his own.

"The duel begins". The elder of the Wu family glanced around and announced the beginning of the duel between the two.

Wu Feng didn't make any moves, just stood there and said with a grin: "The kid surnamed Rong, I'll let you strike first, otherwise after I make a move, you won't have a chance."

Rong Ke also seemed to feel that if he didn't make a move, he might not have a chance to wait for the next moment, so he immediately recited the spell and made some strange movements in his hands.

"Go ahead, Winding". After Rong Ke finished speaking loudly, he pointed to Wu Feng.

The many monks waited for a while, but they didn't see any plants emerging from the ground, and they couldn't help but look at Rongke in the ring.

I saw that at this time, dense beads of sweat had appeared on Rong Ke's face, and seeing that many monks were looking at him, he hurriedly made the action just now.