Liu Yiyi's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise: "The competition can still set up a gambling game, don't the Red Leaf Valley Mei family care? ”

Wen Shuang smiled: "You wouldn't guess, right, this is the Mei family?"

Hongyu said: "Mei Yangyu's predecessors of the Mei family have a unique vision, and every pre-war analysis is very accurate, wait for the senior sister, you can also place a bet and earn some spirit stones!"

Liu Yiyi looked unmoved, He Qi smiled secretly, her dozens of spirit stones should have been spent again, seeing that when she entered the square just now, she was a little hesitant, that is still He Qi's eyes and quickly paid for the four spirit stones together, maybe Liu Yiyi was so poor that she couldn't even take out five spirit stones at this time!

Wen Shuang said with a smile on her face: "Senior Sister Liu, you can bet, I have experience in winning or losing this bet."

If you lose, it's my sister, and if you win, you invite me to eat rock sugar gourd. ”

He Qi smiled, and saw through Wenshuang's careful thinking at a glance, she was changing her way to tie Liu Yiyi, how much is the rock sugar gourd worth, a spirit stone is exchanged for a hundred taels of gold, and it is enough to buy a rock sugar gourd for hundreds of thousands of catties for you to eat.

Liu Yiyi knew that the other party gave her a bargain, and whispered: "I don't gamble!"

Wen Shuang and Hongyu looked at each other, and Wen Shuang persuaded: "Okay, Senior Sister, your luck protection, you must be invincible, wait for who you say, I will also touch your fortune with Senior Sister Wen, and earn a share of the spirit stone." ”

Oh, this is not even a book, hard stuffing spirit stone.

At this time, the entrance competition of Feiyan Building reached the most exciting moment, and after several rounds of competition, most of the registered monks were eliminated.

There are now more than 30 people left competing for 10 finalists, and some are encouraging others to bet.

The white mist in mid-air brightened, and then two half-cut figures appeared in the middle, one was a red-clothed girl with a face like a peach blossom, and the other was a white-haired old man who seemed to be a master of the world.

"Senior Sister Liu, that's Senior Mei Yangyu," Wen Shuang said excitedly, pointing to the image of the old man in the mirage array.

Hongyu hurriedly said: "Don't talk, don't talk, hurry up and listen to how Senior Mei analyzes"

The old man said in a loud voice:

"Fellow Daoists, let's meet again, the wonderful battle is about to begin!" This old Taoist speech was very rhythmic.

"Wang Ning, Jiang Biao met on a narrow road, whether it was a dragon or a worm in this battle, all of you are optimistic about it, hurry up and place a bet. ”

The girl pretended to be innocent and asked, "Master, look at Wang Ning, Jiang Biao, who has a better chance of winning." Wan'er, I think Jiang Biao has a better chance of winning."

Mei Yangyu stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Why, tell me your reason?"

Wan'er said with a shy face:

"Because Jiang Biao is so strong, you see that his fist is as big as a casserole, and you see that his chest is more convex than Wan'er's,...... It's so manly... People love ......."

The emotions of all the cultivators in the square were mobilized, and there was a burst of laughter, and the men all looked at that Wan'er deliberately pretending to be a nymphomaniac.

Damn, this Mei family is also wonderful, in order to earn spirit stones and make people happy, they even use it to pretend to be cute and stupid.

Many female cultivators had shyness on their faces, obviously Wan'er was deliberately pretending, but these shy female cultivators really had other thoughts in their hearts, compared to the thin white-skinned boy, the muscular hunk man could stir the young woman's mind more.

Hongyu also said with an obsessive face: "It's so manly."

Wenshuang also said with a bit of a nymphomaniac: "Yes, this is a man, Senior Sister Liu, right?"

Liu Yiyi turned her head, embarrassed to answer, Wenshuang turned to He Qi and said:

"He Daoyou, look at that Jiang Biao's arm is about to catch up with your thigh!"

He Qi was angry in his heart, your uncle, you nympho don't forget it, and you have ulterior motives to belittle Lao Tzu. He Qi said: "This is a fighting method, and it is not thinner than an arm, if he touches me, I can beat him so much that he doesn't even know his mother." ”

Hongyu and Wenshuang both hummed and sneered at He Qi's words.

At this moment, in the white mist illusion, Mei Yangyu seemed to be helping He Qi speak, and he gaged:

"Men can't just look at the appearance, the appearance is not necessarily really strong, the strong is not the same as the lasting, and the lastable does not necessarily have the technology, at least at present, Jiang Biao has no technology, and he relies on courage to overwhelm people. ”

Wan'er pretended to be coquettish, and said as if it made people's scalps tingle: "People just like to watch his fierceness!"

At this time, the picture of the mirage array changed, and another image was released, which was the scene of Jiang Biao's previous fighting, just looking at Jiang Biao in this picture, Jiang Biao was like a humanoid beast, with his tall and mighty figure, punching like the wind.

With only physical strength, he defeated an eighth-layer spiritual cultivator, and the picture flashed, and it was a picture of Wan'er and Mei Yangyu, Mei Yangyu said eloquently:

Judging from the battle just now, this Jiang Biao is taking the road of toughness, and he can definitely be called tough. Let me take a look at the image of another good player, Wang Ning's fighting style."

The mirage flashed and switched to another picture, at this time, Wang Ning's body was mysterious, and he was playing with a big man on the eighth layer of spiritual guidance.

When the mana was out of power, Wang Ning flew up and kicked the big man out of the ring.

"Okay, these two good hands have seen it, both of them have their own strengths, one is powerful, the other is flexible, it can be said that the old man is also very looking forward to this big battle, and now if you want to say that the old man is still slightly optimistic about Jiang Biao, of course, if Wang Ning still has the body or secret technique to press the bottom of the box has not come out, then he is not hopeless. ”

He smiled, this pre-war analysis was really decent, no wonder others said that Mei Yangyu's analysis was accurate and his vision was unique.

Mei Yangyu preached endlessly, and talked about all the possibilities of the existence of the two.

Then use demagogic words to encourage people to bet.

As soon as his voice fell, Wan'er's face looked excited, and she said in a straight voice:

"The exciting time below will start right away, please see Ascendai!"

As soon as the picture changed, it was the big arena of the formal fighting method, hundreds of zhang long and wide, for the spiritual cultivator, such a large space was enough to move.

Wang Ning took the lead in flying on the field, and there were immediately shouts from the audience, obviously his supporters.

Waiting for him to stand up, Jiang Biao's figure flew up Sendai, this man was tall and strong, like an iron tower, as soon as he came to the stage, the audience shouted like thunder, obviously optimistic that he supported him more people.

"Ascend to the battle," a fugue monk shouted coldly.

Immediately, a white gas rose up from the sky around Shengsendai, and it was quickly arranged into a white cylinder, surrounding Shengsendai in a group, and soon the white color retreated into complete transparency.

Wen Shuang introduced to Liu Yiyi and said: "Senior Sister Liu, this is simplified from the Mei family's White Cloud Array, that is, it will not affect the viewing, and it will not hurt the audience in the front row when fighting the method! It's a pity that we came late, otherwise we can go to the front row to see it up close with some spirit stones." ”

On the Ascension Immortal Platform, Jiang Biao made a few simple punches in succession, just looking at the muscles on his body beating one by one, as if they contained infinite strength.

On the other side, Wang Ning raised his hand, and there was a small cyan flag in his palm, and he danced the flag around, and the green wind flowed, blowing his originally thin body from side to side, as if he was about to fly in the wind.

"Look, that's the high-grade magic weapon Eagle Flying Flag!"

"Alas, why didn't I see Wang Ning in the last competition?"

"Hahahaha, it seems that Wang Ning, who is betting on Lao Tzu, is going to counterattack!"