Chapter 220: Eleven to One

So he happily agreed: "Okay, just according to what Miss Lin said, how about the old guy, come on, don't grind! The three young heroes of the Hero Shenwu will accept your eleven punches first!"

Someone in the crowd took the lead in applauding, and after a while, the audience erupted in thunderous applause.

This female cultivator surnamed Lin saw that Feng Sanshao agreed to her suggestion, and felt that she couldn't do anything for them to compete, as if she couldn't say anything, but she glanced at the two subordinates, and the two subordinates waved their big hands, and they sat in a high ring in a few breaths.

Feng Sanshao was still a little entangled just now, how can this limelight be so good as a broom to cherish himself, and compete on the flat ground, how many people can see the truth? This Miss Lin really knows my heart very well! He hugged her fist to show his gratitude, and went to the ring, and the old man in Ge robe also did the same, and he bowed to the female cultivator surnamed Lin and hugged his fist, and also followed into the ring.

The competition in the ring in the fang market has attracted more people's attention, and this first square has gone through countless years, and this kind of thing is still a big girl on a sedan chair - the first time, more and more people are moving closer to the ring.

With the flow of people to the ring, there are many stalls in front of the door, many stall owners are attracted to leave and have no business to do for the time being, and driven by their own curiosity, they have closed their stalls, collected the goods, and joined the ranks of the audience.

There are not many stall owners left who are still sticking to their stalls.

This is simply the first event in the world!

Wu Jiuxian sold the goods that had been backlogged on the stall for many years at once, and he was in a good mood, and today he won the big lotto, which made him have no heart to continue to sell goods, and also joined the team to watch the excitement, and when he squeezed into the range of sight, he was surprised: How could it be the two of them? He actually knew both of them in the ring.

Not to mention, this first workshop has now gathered more than a million people, but among these people, the only one who can be regarded as knowing both people in the ring is him Wu Jiuxian.

The wine fairy wiped his eyes vigorously, afraid that he had seen it wrong.

Squeezed forward again, now I can see more clearly, that's right, the old man in the ring, isn't the Geng Zhi brother he just met, but who is it? He just swept his goods, so he went up to fight?

The other is also a frequent visitor to this first fang, is the nearby big family - the famous Feng family Sanshao, the pearl of the family, but recently it is said that the retreat cultivation has come, not to mention, I really haven't seen him for a while, how come to the Fang City in vain and start the ring.

Besides, isn't this little third son of the Feng family usually hugged from front to back? Why didn't you see the entourage and bodyguards today?

He himself had only only realized the sixth level of the Dao realm, and he couldn't see through Feng Sanshao's realm at this time, but there were many people around him who had long mouths, and before he could ask, someone had already told him.

At this moment, he was even more shocked: Yuan Ying Eight vs. Shanghua Shenyi, there are nine levels of enlightenment in between! This difference between two great realms and eleven small levels, it is completely impossible to have a chance to win, there is no chance at all, and there is no chance of winning at all, and there is no chance of winning in one hundred and one million.

This is his own big financier, and he fell like this?

He was so anxious that he wanted to squeeze over to persuade his brother and endure the calm for a while!

However, he has a trace of pride and yearning, proud of the "big man" who tossed such a big move is actually known by himself, yearning for it, he feels that he has spent his whole life in swallowing his anger, you look at the old brother of the people, for a guqin, a big fight, this spirit, this charm, this courage is beyond his reach.

The high ring is much more convenient for the onlookers, and the people behind are no longer desperately squeezing forward.

Ma Ming and Su Qiang, who were in the distance, saw that there was a high ring, and they also got off the roof, how easy it was to escape on the flat ground, and the two of them moved in the direction of the ring, deliberately looking for a booth nearby, preparing to watch the battle here.

The stall owners who stick to the stalls are stretching their necks to watch the excitement at this time, and when they see people, they are happy in their hearts: Look, let you close the stalls to see the excitement and not do your job, my persistence has paid off!

Just when he thought that he had come to business and was about to receive him warmly, he saw that these two people just glanced at the goods on the stall, and then followed the excitement.

The stall owners thought: don't worry, they are safe, they are afraid that they are ready to choose the goods after watching the excitement, as they like.

The dispute between the two parties arose because of the guqin, and the stall owner wrapped the guqin and followed him to the corner of the ring and stood quietly. Because it was Wen Dou, he was not worried about implicating him.

The onlookers cheered, laughed, cheered, sycophant, and disdain...... One after another.

The identity of the old man in Ge Pao can bear it, but Xiao Yi can't bear it, he looked at the audience with cold eyes: You still applaud and cooperate, and all kinds of ridicule, is this fair and reasonable?

He waved his hand to everyone, everyone quieted down, and the old man in the old robe came to the stall owner and asked, "May I ask the boss, how much does this guqin cost, and please give a fair price." ”

The boss looked at him, and then at Third Young Master Feng, but he didn't dare to squeak.

The female cultivator surnamed Lin had already understood the cause and effect of the dispute, and said to the stall owner: "Boss, although you make a bold bid, it doesn't matter, I will guarantee them, and neither of them will dare to repay the account once this matter is over, if they don't give it, I will pay the spirit stone." ”

"Then, that, then a billion spirit stones, this is also an object handed down from ancient times. Amidst the noise of the crowd, the old man in the ge-robed robe shouted in a trembling voice.

With a wave of his hand, the old man in the ge-robed robe piled up a billion spirit stones into a pile taller than a person, appeared in front of the stall owner, and he gestured and said, "You take it first!"

The wine fairy saw that the brother he had just met was so entrenched, and he spent a lot of money for a plaything, no, a billion gold, it was too special, this kind of happy life, there was no one else.

"Take it, it's okay!" Seeing that the stall owner didn't dare to accept it, the female cultivator surnamed Lin also instigated, and explained, "Whoever comes out first is the same, he won, not only the spirit stone on Feng Sanshao's body is his, but even Sanshao's life is his, he is called Sanshaosheng, Sanshao dare not die, he calls Sanshao to die, Sanshao does not dare to live." And vice versa, so he just paid in advance. ”

After listening to this woman's words, the boss was slightly apprehensive and accepted the spirit stone, but at this time he began to sincerely hope that the old man won, at least he felt that if the old man won, his spirit stone would not have to be spit out, and Feng Sanshao won, but it is more auspicious, not to mention the spirit stone, I am afraid that it will be destroyed!

These three young people are going to be bitches again, and they want to set up the lord of the archway.

Among the millions of people, there is one more person who really wants the old man in Ge robe to win.

In fact, to tell the truth, most of the people in the crowd hope that he wins, this Feng Sanshao is so proud of his achievements, and even often bullies the market to grab the goods he likes at ultra-low prices, and his reputation is not very good in the first square in the world.

It's just that I hope that most of the people who will win him will not dare to speak out in support of him because of the obscenity of the three young men of the Feng family.

At present, the one who wants him to win the most is of course the wine fairy he just met.

The wine fairy just saw the Lin family's one

The girl spoke, he nodded, this girl he knew, she was not bad, she was very upright and had a sense of justice, and she dared to be a girl.

The old man in the ge-robed robe faced the crowd of Wuyang and Wuyang below, but he didn't find that the wine fairy was inside, and there were too many onlookers.

He faced the crowd and waved his hand, and everyone fell silent, some wanting to see what he was going to do again, and some really wanted to hear what he wanted to say. Of course, there is all kinds of psychology.

It wasn't until everyone held their voices and the needle drop could be heard that the old man in Ge robe turned to Feng Sanshao and spoke: "Since this righteous and outspoken female chivalrous warrior said eleven to one, just listen to her, you have no objection, right?"

"Of course I have no objection, am I still afraid? When will it start, but hurry up, not only am I anxious, I believe everyone is also anxious. Feng Sanshao was anxious, but said jokingly.

"Hurry up, it's so naΓ―ve that it's getting dark, hurry up and finish the fight, we're going home to plant children!"

"Hurry up, I'm going home to farm!"

"That's it, hurry up, hurry up, don't go home again, the black leeks have been stolen!"

The wine fairy didn't understand what the black leek was at first, and when the person next to him explained it to him, he covered his mouth and smiled.

There was another round of noise and complaints, and the onlookers were also anxious.

The old man in the kudzu robe waved his hand again.

Everyone immediately quieted down.

"Life and death are according to the destiny of heaven, and the winning side can decide the life and death of the losing side, and there is no remorse, right?" the burning eyes of the old man in Ge robe stared at the third young man and confirmed again.

Feng Sanshao nodded fiercely, "Of course, if you don't recognize it, you have to admit it! Whoever is Laipi, let him die without a place to be buried!"

"Eleven to one, then let the horse come, you punch me eleven, and I will give you one punch. As soon as the old man in Ge Pao's voice fell, the audience boiled.

"I heard you right, it's eleven to one for a long time?"

"This old man is obedient and listens the opposite, he can't understand what others are saying, right?"

"Eleven-to-one reversed?"

"Crazy~ Crazy, this old man must be crazy!"

"There are crazy people every year, especially this year!"

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The most anxious is the wine fairy, he wants to rush into the ring, he is anxious in his heart: My upright brother didn't drink the bar, why is it all drinking? What kind of realm are you, let the family beat you eleven punches first, and half a punch will make your bones and scum gone!

The stall owner holding the guqin was also very anxious: What happened to this old man?

Feng Sanshao is not calm, this is Chi Guoguo's contempt, it is even more insulting than directly slapping him in the face! Is it tolerable or unbearable, others can endure Sanshao or not!

He waved impatiently at everyone, stopped the noise, turned back with a cold expression and asked sarcastically, "Did I hear it wrong?"

"You heard it right, I got it right, don't grind, come on. You punch me eleven times, and I punch you back. The old man in the robe hooked his palm at Feng Sanshao and motioned for the other party to let the horse come over.

"Are you sure...... Will you be able to hold on to the eleven punches? Are you sure...... Do you still have a chance to punch me?" San Shao's mouth was about to be crooked, but he still asked angrily.