Yan Feng's gaze fell on the spirit grass in the hands of the gray-robed old man, his expression moved slightly, and he said, "A first-level and tenth-order moonlight spirit grass?"

The gray-robed old man's deep gaze also stared at Yan Feng, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you kid, you still have some eyesight, yes, this is the Moonlight Spirit Grass! Born by eating the essence of the moonlight, it is very inconvenient to pick, and it usually has to fall at night, and the outside world becomes a world of demons and demons before it can be discovered! Therefore, non-powerful martial artists can't pick it, and because the Moonlight Spirit Grass contains rich qi and blood energy, its value also exceeds that of other spirit grasses of the same level, reaching a level comparable to that of second-level spirit grass and second-level spirit soldiers!"

"The old man uses the moonlight spirit grass as a bet for you and Wang Lin to go to the ring, so it's not taking advantage of you!"

Between words.

The old man glanced at Yan Feng's war knife wrapped in cloth.

"Reluctantly!" Yan Feng's expression moved slightly, you must know that his battle knife is close to a third-level spirit soldier, and it is much more valuable than the Moonlight Spirit Grass.

But Yan Feng doesn't care.

Anyway, when you get into the ring, you won't lose.

His war knife can't be snatched away by others, and the moonlight spirit grass in the old man's hand is also his.

If you can get such a spiritual grass.

Yan Feng is confident that without exchanging system points for resources, with the help of this spiritual grass, he will push his own cultivation to the realm of shock penetration.

Immediately after, Yan Feng's deep gaze fell on the gray-robed old man's body, and said, "Since Mr. Yu is willing to use this spirit grass as a bet for me and Wang Lin to go to the ring, then there is a reason for me to refuse." ”

He knew the man.

He also knew those Fan Gongzi behind him.

Fan Gongzi is the son of Fan Yan, Fan Taihe, who is in charge of a county, whether it is the county school hall or the county school of other sects.

This person is also a candidate this year!

And it is also the candidate with the highest voice and the most promising to win the first place.

Of course.

Yan Feng knows them.

Before today, they definitely didn't know Yan Feng.

This moment.

In the depths of Yan Feng's heart, it is inevitable that there are some different ideas. The backstage of the Changhe Gang is the line of county Xuezheng. And now, this Fan Gongzi's microphone in Weiyun City took the initiative to stand up and help Wang Lin, and its purpose is questionable.

'This guy Wang Lin, even if he is a bit famous among his peers, will definitely not let Fan Gongzi send his subordinates to take out the Moonlight Spirit Grass and ask us to go to the ring! ’

Moment.

Yan Feng thought of the Changhe Gang, and he thought of that Yin San.

Soon, though.

Yan Feng dispelled the thoughts in his head again.

'Whatever!'

'Soldiers will come to cover the water, whatever your schemes, I will follow!'

And the gray-robed old man also nodded with a smile, as if he was very satisfied with Yan Feng's 'knowledge' attitude, and then his eyes fell on Wang Lin's body, and said, "Wang Lin, you have no opinion, right?"

Wang Lin hurriedly said: "Mr. help me like this, if I refuse, I don't know what to do! I agree, 10,000 agree!"

The gray-robed old man said again: "Yes, there is a matter that the old man must explain first." ”

Wang Lin said: "Please speak." ”

The gray-robed old man pointed to Yan Feng's war knife and said, "It's very simple, your bet in the ring, your share, since the old man took it out! Then, once you get in the ring and you win again, this kid's war knife will belong to me." ”

Wang Lin's facial muscles throbbed a few times.

To know.

Not only him, but also his father, coveted this weapon, not for a day or two.

After letting him win Yan Feng, he honestly handed over the spoils that belonged to him, which was a little reluctant.

And very reluctantly.

It's like a fruit tree in your yard, and you don't catch a single tree, but it is taken away by irrelevant people, and you have to say thank you to the other party.

How can I stand it?

But in the face of Mr. Yu, in the face of Fan Gongzi behind this old thing.

He couldn't refuse.

The other party is the son of the county school.

In a word, it can make him, and even more so make the Wang family behind him, ashes.

He didn't dare to refuse.

And even more so at this time!

In the depths of Wang Lin's eyes, a different kind of brilliance emerged, and he secretly thought: "What is the loss of a weapon? If you can really catch the big ship of Fan Gongzi, will there be less benefits in the future?"

Wang Lin comforted himself.

Follow.

Wang Lin Zhengse said: "The Moonlight Spirit Grass was taken out by Mr., and naturally the last bet is also Mr.'s!"

The gray-robed old man laughed: "The son can be taught!" As he spoke, his sleeves shook, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, come with me, my son-in-law is already not far from the Chunfeng Restaurant, clear the venue for you, set up the ring, and wait for you to pass!"

He didn't care whether Yan Feng and Wang Lin followed or not, he was already one step ahead and walked outside.

Chunfeng Restaurant, not far from this inn, is at the intersection of Xicheng and Nancheng, but after all, it is still in Xicheng.

At this moment.

As soon as he's gone!

The whole scene was also agitated.

"Do you really want to fight?"

"And it's still Fan Gongzi, a bureau set up by himself, no matter what, this excitement must be followed, take a look!"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

"Let's go, keep up!" At the same time, a pair of eyes full of different breaths couldn't help but fall on Yan Feng and Wang Lin.

They waited for the two to leave.

Then, it's desperate to keep up!

Even if Wang Lin revealed the cultivation of the upper-level shock realm, they were not interested in such a battle.

What they were really interested in was Fan Gongzi.

That son of the county school is a good man!

I want to see what kind of role this person plays in this situation.

And Wang Lin, who was the person concerned, stared at Yan Feng with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Yan Feng, as long as you are in the ring, I will definitely give you a good look!"

Yan Feng's expression was calm, and he said indifferently: "I hope so! However, I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will disappoint you!"

Wang Lin's facial muscles were throbbing, and his bad mood spurted out at once: "It's up to you? You are just a mere cultivation of the initial realm of the lower level!

Yan Feng sneered: "Yes, the cultivation I presented is just the beginning of the lower level! However, with this kind of cultivation, it will be easy for me to defeat you! As long as I am in the ring, if I use one more move, even if I lose!"

"Bastard!" Wang Lin was furious, and the tyrannical aura that he had finally suppressed couldn't stop burning!

He's kind of one.

At the scene, the intention of suppressing Yan Feng was suppressed.

Yan Feng looked at him and didn't let him go.

Just when the momentum of these two couldn't help but burn, the gray-robed old man stopped, glared at Wang Lin with a cold gaze, and said coldly: "Wang Lin, do you want to do it here?" The old man told you, if you dare to spoil the son's big thing, I can't spare you!"