After the man surnamed Zhao left, Shen Cong still looked smiling, sitting on the ground regardless of his image, waiting for the other party to come back.

There was no trace of worry in his expression, and it seemed that he was more sure than Xu Bing about the next competition.

In fact, after being chased and killed by Xu Bing before, Shen Cong had an extremely blind trust in Xu Bing's skills, and this trust was not even noticed by himself.

In his opinion, with Xu Bing's skills, as long as the opponent's cultivation does not exceed Xu Bing's, he will definitely not win.

Just as Shen Cong was waiting proudly, suddenly a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy squeezed out of his side. The young man looked at Shen Cong and said very seriously, "Fat senior brother, I just returned a spirit stone, and the senior brother you said about the ring is one to ten, so you owe me ten spirit stones."

Shen Cong was originally looking at the man surnamed Zhao who was leaving in the distance, but he suddenly heard the young man's voice, he turned his head, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy looking at him seriously, waiting for his answer.

Shen Cong was stunned for a moment, and then thought for a moment, it seemed that it was indeed the young man in front of him who had bet Xu Bing on a spirit stone.

He originally thought that the young man was gone, but he didn't expect him to be still there, Shen Cong smiled and said to the young man, "This little junior brother, what do you call you?"

The young man looked at Shen Cong and said, "My name is Ying Jie." After speaking, there was no follow-up, just waiting for Shen Cong to give him the spirit stone.

Shen Cong sneered, he couldn't play tricks on this young man, not to mention that there were so many classmates around.

He looked at Ying Jie and said, "This Ying Jie junior brother, you also know that just now the senior brother and the senior brother surnamed Zhao made a gambling contract, and this spirit stone has also been counted, of course it is okay to give it to you, but can you wait for the end of the next competition to give it to you"?

When Ying Jie heard this, he made a gesture of holding his chin with his hand, and even frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about Shen Cong's words.

Seeing this young man look like this, Shen Cong was also stunned, thinking that he was not very old, but he made movements like a little old man, and he didn't know who he learned from.

However, when he saw the young man frowning, he suddenly felt a little drumming in his heart, and before Ying Jie could think about it, he spoke again, "That's it, junior brother Ying Jie, you just wait here for a while, and when we win this competition, we will give you five more spirit stones."

Hearing Shen Cong's words, Ying Jie did not hesitate, and almost as soon as Shen Cong's words fell, he answered a "good". At the same time, his originally frowning face was also stretched out at the moment, and at the same time, a happy smile was revealed. No matter how you look at that smile, it is a young boy, and after getting a small benefit, he looks happy and satisfied.

Shen Cong realized at this time that he had been calculated by the little junior brother in front of him, but in his feelings, the young man named Ying Jie didn't seem to have any cultivation yet, and he couldn't say anything, so he had to smile awkwardly and continue to wait for the monk surnamed Zhao.

As soon as Shen Cong hid the embarrassment on his face, he heard a very low voice in his ear, "Fat Senior Brother, let me tell you, the senior brother who just left is called Zhao Kun, and his cultivation is a mortal body realm, you can't beat it." And he also has a senior brother named Wang Ying, whose cultivation is even more powerful, and he has already reached the fifth level of mortal realm, so you and the senior brother on the stage must be careful."

When Shen Cong heard this, he turned his head to look at Ying Jie, who was whispering to him, and showed a bad uncle's smile, "Thank you, junior brother Yingjie, my junior brother will win in a while, and at this time, senior brother will give you one more spirit stone."

At this moment, the surrounding crowd began to whisper. Seeing this, Shen Cong looked forward, but found that Zhao Kun was walking here at the moment, and there were two people who came with him.

These two people look like they are in their twenties, Zhao Kun followed the two of them slightly behind, with a flattering smile on his face all the time, it is likely that one of them should be the Wang Ying mentioned by Ying Jie before.

Shen Cong looked at the three of them, then turned his head to look at Ying Jie, and was about to ask him which of the two was Wang Ying, but when Ying Jie saw the figures of the three people, he suddenly said to Shen Cong, "Fat senior brother, I have something to do and go first, you have to remember that you owe me sixteen spirit stones, remember to give it to me next time." After speaking, he didn't care about Shen Cong anymore, turned around and hurriedly ran towards the exit of the Lei Xian Market.

After Ying Jie left, soon, Zhao Kun and the three came here. But the man in the middle just glanced around, as if looking for something. Judging from his expression, he didn't gain anything, and then he said something to the man on his right, and left alone.

Shen Cong found that Zhao Kun was originally very respectful to these two men, but the man on the right hand was also very respectful to the man who had just left, which suddenly made him understand that it seemed that there was more than one backer for Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun came to the side of the ring and said proudly to Shen Cong, "Fatty, I have now obtained enough spirit stones, now I can start the competition, right?" As he spoke, he took out a storage bag from his chest, held it in his hand and shook it gently.

Shen Cong looked at the storage bag in Zhao Kun's hand, and suddenly became a little greedy, when he and Xu Bing came to this Thunder Immortal Market, he had already turned around this place, and he also saw that some monks who set up stalls sold storage bags, and the price was probably more than thirty spirit stones. Now what he coveted was not only the eighty-seven spirit stones, but also the storage bag containing the spirit stones. Hearing Zhao Kun's words at this moment, he glanced at Xu Bing in the ring, and saw that the other party had no objections, so he nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Shen Cong agreed, Zhao Kun showed a smile on his face, looked at a man behind him and said, "Senior Brother Li, this competition will be handed over to you."

The monk who was called by Zhao Kun took a step forward, looked at Zhao Kun beside him and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, don't worry, Li will definitely let this kid taste the bitterness." After speaking, he jumped directly, his body fell on the ring, and he didn't say anything, when Xu Bing hugged his fist at him and was about to speak, he moved, rushed forward directly, and kicked Xu Bing's chest.

Xu Bing originally thought that this was just a competition, and respect as a fellow disciple was naturally indispensable, but he didn't expect the other party to attack directly.

However, Xu Bing's reaction was extremely fast, at the moment when the monk surnamed Li kicked him, Xu Bing directly bent his waist, and separated his hands that were about to hold his fists, his left hand supported the ground, and his right hand was still a finger, directly pointing at the thigh of the man who rushed from above him.

The monk surnamed Li didn't expect Xu Bing to react so quickly, his offensive was fierce and difficult to retract, if he was pointed out by the other party, even if his legs would not be abolished, I am afraid that he would not have the ability to fight again.

He was in a hurry, and directly stretched out his fist and smashed it towards Xu Bing's head, this move was obviously to fight with Xu Bing. And the target of his attack was the opponent's head, if Xu Bing didn't stop it, then his injuries would definitely be more serious than his own. At this time, the monk surnamed Li was also happy for his timely reaction, and even a smile appeared on his face.

However, Xu Bing was not stupid, so he naturally would not exchange his head injury for the opportunity to attack the opponent's leg, but his left hand holding the ground was slightly unloaded, and his body sank. At the same time, the body of the monk surnamed Li flew from above, and with a flip, it landed on the ring on Xu Bing's right.

He originally thought that after Xu Bing unloaded his strength, he would turn around and temporarily distance himself, although his move did not hurt the other party, but it was to save himself from danger, but when he was proud, he suddenly felt a fierce wind coming from his left ear.

Before he could turn his head, the monk surnamed Li received a direct blow to the head, and his whole body flew down from the ring.

Can...... The crowd below the ring could see it clearly. After the monk surnamed Li turned over and fell, Xu Bing, who had already unloaded his left hand, suddenly exerted his strength again, causing his entire body to jump directly high, spinning in the air, and a whip leg was whipped on the head of the monk surnamed Li, and the monk surnamed Li was pulled out of the ring, and he had no strength to fight again.

The two seem to have fought more than one move, but in fact, they all started from the man surnamed Li to the time he was pulled out of the ring by Xu Bing, which was just a change of moves, and he had already failed without a second move, so this second competition was still Xu Bing's victory, and it was still a move......