This is another scenery of Xianyan City, and it is still a very interesting scenery! It is as attractive as the ring, to linger and indulge.

On the east side of the square in front of the ring, there is a large rectangular platform about one meter high, on which there is a black tablecloth, the cloth is full of different numbers, representing the players in the ring, each number can be placed on the weight at will, of course, only one number can be selected.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand something, there are many beautifully dressed little cuties on the side who are explaining in a whisper, which will definitely make you understand.

I still remember that when I first saw this scene, Wang Xiaokan wanted to laugh a little: I didn't expect that there was still a legal gambling business in the Xiuzhen world, and it seemed that it was still developing so well and the service was so thoughtful.

This reminded him of the booming Macau gaming industry before the crossing, as well as the movie novels he chased in those years, what "God of Gamblers", "Saint of Gambling", "Gambler", ......

Wang Xiaokan couldn't control his thoughts a little and ran a little far. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I accidentally blocked someone else's way.

The man in Tsing Yi who bumped into him not only had no intention of apologizing, but scolded viciously: "Don't you have long eyes?

Wang Xiaokan smiled good-naturedly and didn't bother with him.

But he heard an old man in shabby clothes beside him sigh: "Hey, isn't it just a bet?

"Betting?, is this person going to bet?" Wang Xiaokan asked, a little surprised, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the influence of the gambling industry here.

Another young man dressed in ordinary clothes pursed his lips and muttered, "Isn't it just to bet?" Heh, I really think that my life is so good, if I can make money by gambling casually, then there is no ascetic!"

The tone is so sour, it would be a joke to say that he is not envious and jealous. But he didn't follow, just pantothenic acid here, it seems that this person can't even get the capital.

At this time, Wang Xiaokan balanced.

Although he didn't have much money, the sense of urgency that dissipated a little bit when he knew that there were people who were poorer than him.

If it weren't for Shen Qingyu's competition about to start, he would really want to join in the fun.

But that's it, Wang Xiaokan was looking for a position, and he also listened to an ear of idle articles, what "this time Xu Daoyou is a big deal, twenty pieces of lower grade spirit stones actually bought Shen Daoyou", what "This time it looks good, which Qi senior's odds are 1 to 7, and few people have bought him", what "Shen Daoyou is still as high as ever"......

Seeing that many monks around him were discussing this bet with such high spirits, Wang Xiaokan wanted to laugh a little, but felt that his eyes lit up.

In the past, when I read novels, most of the monks described how pure-hearted and single-minded the monks were, but only those who have experienced it know that it is all nonsense!

If the monk was really pure-hearted, then there would be no countless disputes in the cultivation realm, not to mention what happened in order to compete for the treasures of heaven and earth.

Also, there is not the slightest hint of a monk who is so keen on gambling nowadays!

However, it was an opportunity for him.

"If only I could see how betting works in this world, maybe I could open a casino and make a lot of money." "Although I really want to put it into action, Wang Xiaokan knows that he lacks capital and can only stay for the future, so a good idea to earn spirit stones is good, but if you don't have enough strength to support it, you can only gain more than you lose, maybe you won't even save your life.

After thinking it through, Wang Xiaokan could only shrug his shoulders helplessly and give up this tempting idea.

What attracts his attention the most now is the competition on the field that he has been waiting for for a long time.

Just based on Xiao Er's previous statement, he knew that this battle would definitely be very exciting and should not be missed! Not to mention that he had really seen people, and he could intuitively feel the strong fighting intent of the two of them!

The others felt it even more than he did, and they all craned their necks and waited for the battle to start.

As a result, the two did not disappoint everyone, and began to face off after greeting each other.

Surprisingly, it was Shen Qingyu who made the first move. Moreover, he did not directly use the spell to attack, but unfolded the fan in his hand, and with a strange and careless posture, the tip of the sharp fan that flashed silver light approached Qi Feng's right hand little by little.

This hand stunned Wang Xiaokan. He didn't expect Shen Qingyu to be a killer move as soon as he came up, and he didn't expect that in his eyes, the broken fan that could only play handsome and hook girls was so practical, and he could also make a cameo as a killer......

Before he could finish thinking about it, Qi Feng, who was standing straight, moved, and in the eyes of everyone, he seemed to just lean back and flip lightly, and he was three feet away from Shen Qingyu.

Then, Qi Feng made a clean left hook and almost poked his palm into the chest of the approaching Shen Qingyu. Fortunately, Shen Qingyu reacted quickly, and quickly retreated in shock, only to be missed by half an inch, avoiding bloodshed.

Shen Qingyu was a little surprised, he had already known that Qi Feng from the barbarian clan had a strong body and solid muscles, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp that he could directly use it as a weapon!

Is this somatic practice?

There are two kinds of monks in the cultivation realm: one is pure law cultivation, that is, simple cultivation of magic, the physical strength of this kind of monk is far beyond that of mortals, but it is still weak for monks;

However, with the decline of the Far West, it is rare to see the kind of monk who has trained his body into a weapon.

Even if the barbarians in the West are more physically strong, they are not as good as the physical cultivation of the past. There are also some cultivation exercises left over from the physical cultivation in the past, but many of them who have practiced can't hold on, feeling too bitter and tired, and now the Dharma cultivation is prevalent, gradually, the physical cultivation exercises have been shelved, and the physical cultivation has become a legendary figure.

But now, he has actually encountered physical cultivation!

Qi Feng's hand not only shocked Shen Qingyu and disrupted his plan for a quick victory, but also stunned the onlookers.

"Oh my God, is that physical cultivation?"

"It's incredible, how did he train his body to this intensity?"

"God, how can there still be such a big killer weapon in the world? They are simply a nightmare for Fa cultivation, okay? I finally know how Li Daoyou and Han Daoyou lost. ”

......

The whispering of the crowd did not affect the PK of the two, and after a short pause, they quickly engaged in a new round of competition, interrupting everyone's discussion and making them pay more attention to the battle situation, for fear of missing a minute.