With the help of this inexplicable organization, in the following days, Fang Yan did save a lot of trouble, and there was no need to spend time and energy to personally select opponents every day, they would select two or three gambling opponents who met the requirements for Fang Yan early, and the slight difference from the past was that each game had a lottery, and the value was not low, but the Situ monk never showed up again, and the monk who was always summoned was not himself, so that Fang Yan wanted to probe the fluctuation of the fairy aura on his body again, but there was no chance。

When the dialect wins more than forty or fifty in a row, then it will be sixty again. Seventy times, it is difficult not to attract attention no matter how low-key it is, fortunately, there is a mask to cover it, and the original means of dialect have nothing to do with the Heavenly Star Sect, but no one recognized him, and no one associated him with the Heavenly Star Sect, but there are many people with good eyes who faintly guessed that the strength of the dialect is not limited to Yuan Ying, but the strength of the dialect has always been limited to Yuan Ying, even if they have suspicions in their hearts, they can only secretly guess it.

After all, someone came out, and after the dialect once again defeated a junior of the Yuan Infant on this day, a monk under the fighting platform shouted: "Monk Wuna, it is clearly a distraction cultivation, but he is bullying the younger generation here?"

"Distracted monks, is he actually a distracted monk?" This voice was extremely loud, and many of the monks who had not yet retreated from the battle heard it, and there was an uproar under the arena for a moment.

"Distracted monk? I heard that this monk has won nearly 100 games in a row, so it would be no wonder if he was distracted. ”

"Coming here to gamble and fight for distraction, isn't it like coming to snatch spiritual objects?"

"It's not that in the past, it wasn't that there were no excessive god cultivators who acted like this, where could these distracted seniors look down on these gambling heads, with their strength, it would be faster to go to the ancient wilderness battlefield at will than this. ”

"It's hard to say, maybe this senior has this kind of bad taste, but I'm very happy, and the few people he has won recently are guys I don't like to look at. ”

"Are you jealous that others are stronger than you, or is it because your Hibiscus Fairy or Phoenix Fairy followed one of them?"

"Hahaha. ”

A few monks who were staring at the situation on the stage talked a few times and didn't know where to go, but just as they were laughing, they heard the masked victor on the stage speak: "What advice do you have? Could it be that I broke the rules of the central arena?"

Fang Yan was flat but straightforward and unceremonious.

"It seems that you admit that you are distracted and cultivated, and I won't care if it were someone else, but it's not okay for you to bully my disciple like this. The monk who had spoken out before also showed his figure, and when he got in front of everyone, his emaciated figure, dressed in gray and a few stains, the bun on the top of his head was a little scattered, and a few strands of hair hung down on his cheeks, it seemed that he had not taken care of it for a long time, and it was rare for a monk to have such a sloppy person.

"Your disciple?" looked up and down about this sloppy Taoist, and then looked at the monk who had just been defeated by himself, although he was wearing the same mask as himself, but the dialect was still a little unbelievable, this monk was clean and neat, like a handsome boy, while the other was very sloppy, if it was really a master and apprentice, the contrast between the two was a little too great.

It's just that the dialect soon knew that what this sloppy Taoist said was true, and without him speaking out himself, everyone around the arena had already spoken out.

"Sloppy Zhang Daoren? That's a sloppy Zhang Daoren? Isn't that a young man on the stage?"

"Pian Gongzi, known as the suave and graceful Pian Gongzi?"

"It's not who he is, no wonder he has such a demeanor even if he loses. ”

"Now that monk is in trouble, the protection of the sect is the Martial Emperor Heavenly Star Sect, among the scattered cultivation, this sloppy and Zhang Daoist is not much inferior, wait for a good show to watch. ”

"Shhhh ”

In the midst of everyone's words, the neat monk who had just been defeated also collected the exercises, stood up, bowed to the sloppy Taoist and said, "The apprentice has seen the master, why did you come here." ”

"Hmph, if I don't come, how will I know that my apprentice has been bullied. ”

"Don't blame this senior, it's Tu'er's own decision, in fact, long before he should make this gamble, Tu'er already knew that this senior was distracted from cultivation. ”

"Huh?" the sloppy Taoist paused slightly.

For his master's temperament, this neat and tidy son is very familiar, when even if he whispered the reason for the matter,

Many spectators under the arena stared at the stage, they didn't know what the young man had said to his master, the expected violent collision did not appear, and after a while, the anger on the face of the sloppy Taoist gradually subsided, and then looked at the winning monk who had not moved, just waiting on the side of the platform.

"Daoyou, a certain generation of disciples thank you, but it doesn't mean that Daoyou can bully my disciples like this. He looked at the masked dialect on the other side, and said slowly, although his tone was much calmer, he still showed displeasure.

Hearing the words of this sloppy Taoist, Fang Yan did not have the previous unkindness, only said that this sloppy Taoist so protective of the younger disciples, and this neat monk was so respectful, so that Fang Yan had a good impression, the sloppy Taoist voice fell, and Fang Yan immediately bowed his hand and said: "Zhang Daoyou, I think you can come to Gui Gaozu and understand the meaning, but Daoyou is a little biased to say this." ”

It may be a bit unauthentic to use distraction cultivation as a way to fight with Yuanying monks, but the distraction monks who converge their strength under Yuanying like Fang Yan are a rare learning opportunity for many Yuanying monks, after all, even if they are elders of the same sect, there are not many distracted monks who will feed their junior disciples like this, and those who are dissatisfied are only those monks who originally planned to make a windfall by gambling fights, but they are willing to gamble and lose, which is also not a reason to find trouble.

"He knows what, unless you gamble with me, win or lose, then the matter will be over. The sloppy Taoist said very unreasonably.

"Well, I won't admit this kind of thing about bullying juniors, but since Daoist friends are interested, I will accompany them, I still have something to do today, if you agree, how about tomorrow?" Fang Yan heard the mind of this sloppy Daoist, where is the disciple to stand out, it is clear that he wants to take this opportunity to fight with himself, originally after dozens of days, has been fighting with the younger generations of Yuanying, although it can be completely controlled, but there is a lot less of the tension and urgency of the actual battle, Fang Yan also has the heart to compare a few times with the same level of Taoist friends in a few days, and now this sloppy Taoist has this meaning, and the dialect also responded immediately, as for a little advance is nothing.

"Okay, tomorrow will be tomorrow, tomorrow I will be waiting for Daoist friends in this central arena, don't miss the appointment. ”

"No-show? haha, Zhang Daoyou can rest assured. After leaving a message in the end, Fang Yan jumped off the fighting platform and walked towards the gate of the central arena, at this moment, many monks watching the battle had already confirmed Fang Yan's distraction cultivation, and their eyes showed a bit of respect, and they all flashed open to reveal a passage.

Watching Fang Yan flash away, the master and apprentice on the platform also jumped down, obviously, this sloppy Zhang Daoist is still a celebrity here, and there are monks from time to time along the way to say hello, but the sloppy Taoist ignored it, but his disciples returned the salute again and again.

Many of the monks who watched the battle also dispersed one after another, still talking about tomorrow's gambling scene, but it was just the gambling fight between two distracted monks, but it was not something that they could watch casually, unless they had a deep background, or were willing to pay a large amount of ticket fees, otherwise they could only speculate.

Mixed in with many monks, but there is also a monk who is muttering to himself, a moment later, the surrounding monks are a lot more scattered, this monk pinched a communication jade talisman in his hand and sent out a message, if it is dialect again, maybe he can find that the jade talisman in his hand is very similar to that Situ monk left for himself, if nothing else, this Yuanying monk is also a person in the inexplicable organization.