Tang Luo was about to walk back to his seat with the bill, when he saw that there was a middle-aged man next to the original seat, holding a wine jug in his hand and pouring it into his mouth one by one.

"What's the matter with a drunkard. Tang Luo frowned, he didn't want to sit with a stranger who smelled of alcohol, and then looked around to see if there were any free seats.

Unexpectedly, it was just a moment of work, and the seats on the high platform were basically filled.

Tang Luo was very helpless, if he stayed here for a while, even the original seat would be gone.

So he walked straight to his place.

The original seat was at the highest point on the east side of the ring, although it was the farthest away from the ring, but fortunately, the view was clear, in addition to the giant ring in the center, you could also see the situation of several other small rings.

Tang Luo came to the middle-aged man and sat down, perhaps because he was too coquettish in white, and the middle-aged man's eyes looked back and forth on him.

Why, haven't you seen the little handsome guy?" Tang Luo sat down with an indifferent face.

"Little brother. ”

"Hiccup, you are young, do you also like to watch martial arts matches. The middle-aged man saw Tang Luo sitting beside him and accosted.

Tang Luo turned his head and carefully looked at the drunken middle-aged man, he was wearing a blue robe, a moire horn belt tied around his waist and a jasper, and his long jet-black hair was tied behind his head, looking clean and elegant.

With a slender and well-proportioned figure and upright facial features, although he is a little older, it is still no problem to call an old handsome guy. Although his cultivation is only 999 (1122) points, looking at his temperament, his origin should be extraordinary.

But what does this have to do with me, Tang Luo said casually: "It's okay." ”

Hearing the coldness in his words, the middle-aged man who wanted to talk a few more words turned his head and drank in silence after saying "oh".

The competition has officially begun.

In the four rings, eight players fought at the same time, and the atmosphere in the martial arts arena exploded instantly, and the audience who was originally sitting in front of Tang Luo stood up one after another and began to shout loudly for the players they bet on.

The voice is so loud and contented that people can't hear the sound of fists and feet colliding in the ring.

How do you have a sense of déjà vu in a concert?

Seeing the audience in the martial arts arena so engaged in selfless shouting, Tang Luo felt that this scene was familiar.

Every viewer poured their passion into this game, and even did not hesitate to put their wealth on the promising fighters.

Substitute yourself into their feelings, but if they know that everything in front of them has nothing to do with hard work and luck, it is just a game that has been arranged.

So will this competition make people desperate?

Tang Luo set his eyes on the faces of the beings watching the game, watching them cry out selflessly, and sighed that maybe ignorance can make people so engaged.

Putting all emotions into the game and believing in miracles and dreams will make people happier.

Tang Luo was just a little distracted, and he was awakened by the person next to him.

"It's not like the little brother is here to watch the game. The middle-aged man spoke.

"What do you say? ”

The little brother's eyes did not pay attention to the ring, but to the spectators. The middle-aged man continued, and he had been observing it for a while.

Tang Luo tilted his head and asked, "Why does Your Excellency pay so much attention to me?"

The middle-aged man took a sip of wine, spit out a mouthful of turbidity and said heavily: "It's just boring, I want to talk to someone." ”

Tang Luo is really enough, and said that he didn't come to see the game, so what do you mean by not watching the game and chatting with someone, a little speechless.

There was silence again.

The middle-aged man raised his left hand and took a sip, perhaps because he had drunk too quickly, and the spicy wine choked in his throat.

The middle-aged man began to cough violently, and his saliva splashed for a while.

I'll just say don't be a drunkard! God doesn't even know what will happen! Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a younger brother who loves to have a runny nose, Tang Luo is as fast as the wind, and quickly took out a brand-new square scarf from his arms and shook it off, stopping between the two.

"cough cough ~ cough cough

You coughed like this, didn't you put down the wine jug in your left hand? As a person with a slight cleanliness habit, if he was splashed in the face with saliva, Tang Luo was afraid that he would blow up.

"Ahem, kukukuku. It took a while for the middle-aged man to breathe and stop coughing.

It's finally over. Tang Luo was deeply glad, but the saliva-stained square scarf was definitely not available.

"Give. Witty, he took the opportunity to hand the scarf to the middle-aged man.

"Thank you. The middle-aged man who finally recovered took the square scarf, wiped his mouth, and said, "Little brother is good." ”

As he spoke, he tucked the square towel that wiped his hands and face into his arms.

Is it so stinky and shameless?Tang Luo's eyes straightened, although this square scarf really didn't want to come back, but you stuffed it into your arms so naturally, it wasn't suitable.

It may be that the contempt in Tang Luo's eyes is too obvious, even with the middle-aged man's old face as thick as the city wall, he is still a little embarrassed, and he said, "Cough, little friend, for the sake of your kindness, the old man will teach you a gambling trick!"

Are you just an old drunkard in the mortal realm? Tang Luo was full of suspicions, and if he hadn't seen your values, he would have almost believed it.

The middle-aged man looked at Tang Luo's suspicious eyes, and was dissatisfied, the little ghost was still too young, and when he heard the old man's name, he must bow his head and bow down.

He lowered his voice very low, became low and heavy, and said word by word: "My name, Xiao!

His real name came out, and the middle-aged man burst out with an amazing spirit, he was sitting on the precarious, although he was holding a wine jug in his left hand, but a grandmaster's style came to his face, which made people can't help but admire.

Having a name doesn't change you're just a mortal weak chicken.

"Hmm. Tang Luo glanced at it and turned his head.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Haven't you heard of the old man's name, little brother?" Xiao Zheng looked at Tang Luo's disdainful appearance, and his drunkenness was dissipated.

There are also people in Xiling who watch the martial arts club, haven't heard of my Xiao Zheng's name!?

Tang Luo frowned, turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man dissatisfied, is this guy brainbroken. Haven't you heard the name very strange? Do you think you are Xiling Tianjiao Tang Luo so famous? It's really funny.

Xiao Zheng looked at Tang Luo's eyes and felt that his face was very unbearable, "You have always heard of the gambling saint." ”

Huh??? Tang Luo's eyes widened: "Could it be that you are。。。。。。 ”

Xiao Zheng nodded with satisfaction, I just said, can there be anyone in the martial arts arena who doesn't know me to bet on Saint Xiao Zheng? Hurry up and worship the old man, boy.

"Zhou Xingxing?" Tang Luo's eyes were full of sincerity~

"Exactly... It's a fart, who is Zhou Xingxing? The old man is the gambling saint Xiao Zheng, haven't you heard of the gambling saint Xiao Zheng?" Xiao Zheng was so angry that his voice increased the decibels, if it weren't for the thunderous shouts of the whole venue now, his voice would definitely be surrounded by people.

Tang Luo pursed his lips, in his heart, there was only one person in the gambling saint, and his name was Zhou Xingxing. All other gambling saints are all copycat counterfeits. Disregard.

"Forget it, Xiaoyou is still young after all, and it's normal that you haven't heard of the old man's name. ”

You're going to find yourself under the stairs. Tang Luo glanced at the middle-aged man.

Xiao Zheng's forehead was bruised, so angry, where did this little ghost come from, why is it so annoying.

"Little friends have bet. Xiao Zheng almost gritted his teeth and asked, after all, he still planned to leave some experience for Tang Luo, as for the little ghost's annoying attitude.

Xiao Zheng planned to taunt him fiercely and let him know that the name of the gambling saint should not be disgraced.

Tang Luo didn't answer, because he was looking into the distance, on the ring battles that were ending one after another.

Team A is in the first group, Luo Hongtu wins Kang Chengli

Team A Group 2, Qu Le Xiansheng Gongye Feizhang

In the first group of Team B, Suo Yingcai defeated Chu Xinrui

In the second group of Team B, Shen Tule won Bai Binbin