Xu Jinlong's long sword was broken, but the single knife in Xu Yang's hand was not broken.

Therefore, the knife momentum continued to move towards Xu Jinlong's front door.

Xu Jinlong, whose right hand had been shattered into a chicken claw, was unable to use the means of entering the white blade empty-handed.

And it's too late to dodge.

Xu Jinlong, who thought that he had done his best, closed his eyes resignedly and quietly waited for the final decision of the referee.

At this moment, waiting for these two words, that is, short and long!

When Xu Yang's single knife hovered over the bridge of his nose.

The referee's voice also sounded in time: "In this round, Canglongmen won, in this game, Canglongmen won the final victory with a score of 4 to 5. ”

Hearing this verdict, Xu Jinlong, who had exhausted the last drop of internal force in the dantian, sat down in an instant.

His mind went blank.

Defeated!

He promised that someone was defeated, and the Ming Sword Tower he represented had also been defeated!

Xu Jinlong knew that they would not be able to win the championship in Ming Jianlou, and he also knew, 'There will always be a defeat for themselves.'

But Xu Jinlong never expected that Ming Jianlou would be defeated in the hands of Canglongmen, and he would be defeated at the hands of a little-known boy.

All this seems to be an incredible dream.

Xu Jinlong, who felt that he was still in a dream, didn't want to wake up at all.

Under the ring, there was also silence.

Before the game, even the most daring prophet did not dare to predict that Canglongmen would win.

So at the same time that the guys in Mingjianlou became dumbfounded, on the side of Canglongmen, they were all unbelievable.

They actually won?

They Canglongmen actually won?

Xu Yang, who is only second-rate in martial arts cultivation, actually won?

The second uncle of the day, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have been able to believe it?

"We won? We won?"

In the questioning murmur of a certain guy, the group of guys from Canglongmen instantly became ecstatic.

"Haha, we won, we really won!"

At this moment, they couldn't care about the team of mourning guys on the other side.

These guys from the Canglong Gate were jumping and jumping there, celebrating a victory they hadn't even expected.

Even Xu Shuqing, who is the head of Canglong Sect, has already put down his reserve at this time, and he can't stop smiling there.

No way, the title of the top six in this youth group is not something that any cat or dog can get.

In the ring, with the referee's congratulations, Xu Yang was suddenly relieved.

At this time, the anti-heaven effect of the Intermediate Berserk Potion also happened to end here.

In the next second, an inexplicable sourness instantly poured into his body.

So Xu Yang, like Xu Jinlong, couldn't support his body at all, and the whole person went limp directly.

Obviously, this is the sequelae of skipping the level and fighting monsters.

Of course, even if it was difficult to move even a finger, Xu Yang's heart was extremely excited.

It's a joy to finally win this game.

What made Xu Yang even happier than this was that at the moment when he made the last cut, he obviously felt that a certain string in his body suddenly broke.

Then he found that his martial arts cultivation had actually broken through to the realm of second-rate top grade.

His martial arts started from scratch, which is the credit of the system, and his martial arts cultivation has been promoted from a second-rate lower grade to a second-rate middle grade, which is also the credit of the system.

And this time, he used his own efforts to improve his martial arts cultivation level in battle.

This alone was enough to make Xu Yang ecstatic.

Before Xu Yang could calm down, another thing appeared that made Xu Yang even more happy.

Because at this time, a system prompt suddenly sounded in Xu Yang's mind.

"Due to the host's continuous efforts, martial arts cultivation has broken through to the second-rate upper-grade realm, rewarding an intermediate treasure chest, rewarding three random lottery opportunities, and rewarding two thousand spicy points. ”

I strangled it, and Xu Yang was simply stunned.

As the old saying goes, blessings are incomparable, but disasters are not singular.

But now, Xu Yang has not only won the competition for Canglongmen, but his martial arts cultivation has also broken through to the realm of second-rate top grade.

What's more, the system actually gave an incomparably generous reward for this.

You must know that that intermediate treasure chest alone is worth two thousand five hundred taels of silver.

Hehe, as the old saying goes, there are times when it is not accurate, so far, Xu Yang has received more than one pair of blessings.

This wave of operations is really not a loss.

He had gained so much at the cost of a bottle of mid-level berserk potion and less than half a bottle of Black Star Erguotou.

It's a huge deal.

Of course, Xu Yang earned more than that today.

Under the ring, Zhang Tianxiang rubbed his face and resolutely let go of the envy, jealousy and hatred that had just arisen in his heart.

There's no way, the black-hearted shopkeeper in the ring is too wicked, and he can't be as knowledgeable as such a guy.

The next second, he took out a note from his arms, turned his head and walked in front of Liu Fatzi, and said with a smile: "Brother Fat, I want to cash out this bet." ”

This single bet of 1,200 taels of silver, although only 50 taels of silver is his own, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat.

Three times the odds, fifty taels of silver, that is the profit of one hundred and fifty taels of silver.

He came over to help Xu Yang make this bet, which was originally a matter of effort.

When everyone else lost everything, he, a guy who followed the trend to bet on Canglongmen to win because of righteousness, unexpectedly won one hundred and fifty taels of silver, what else could Zhang Tianxiang not be satisfied with?

After receiving the gambling ticket handed by Zhang Tianxiang, Liu Fatzi's face became extremely gray.

Originally, as a gambling dealer, what he paid attention to was to ensure income in drought and flood.

In any case, the balance of the bet is the most important thing.

But Liu Fatzi is good, the gambling game opened yesterday lost part of the operating costs, and today, he actually planted a bigger heel, with a deficit of nearly 1,400 taels of silver.

Even if there was a lot of unwillingness in his heart, even with interest, Liu Fatzi still took out four thousand eight hundred taels of silver tickets from his arms and handed them to Zhang Tianxiang with a painful face.

For Liu Fatzi, this amount is really not small, so that he has a bit of a black mind in his heart.

Of course, borrowing a few guts from Liu Fatzi, he didn't dare to be greedy for Zhang Tianxiang's bet.

After all, the young castle master of Flying Eagle Castle is not something ordinary people can afford to offend.

After receiving such a thick stack of silver tickets, Zhang Tianxiang's eyes were already narrowed with joy.

I don't know if I don't take it, and I'm shocked when I take it.

Yesterday, he was still amazed by the stack of silver tickets worth more than 3,000 taels.

Today, he actually has an extra 4,800 taels of silver in his hand.

Zhang Tianxiang had to sigh, this life encounter is really fucking inscrutable.