"The fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, the first battle of the martial arts arena!"

When all the martial arts candidates who got the number plates were checked, the sharp-voiced head of the chamberlain immediately called by name: "The defending side, Wu Tong from the Great Snow Mountain Sword Sect in Weizhou, and the attacking party, from the bitter spring of the Great Compassion Temple of Thousand Buddha Mountain in Jinzhou!"

"Damn!"

"Why is it the first one?" When the names of the two Tianjiao in the first competition were shouted loudly, the entire Chang'an City was boiling instantly, and it was too late to compare the test numbers with the brothers, but Liu Chen was already crying and laughing: "Brother Tong, why can he touch the first one every time......?"

"Don't say it, the last time Lu Ming feast, Tong Ge'er was the first to come to the stage, all the way to the finals, if you didn't succeed in the end, his posture, but you have to make a leader to play ......"

"Haha......"

The appearance of the young master of the Sword Sect made the other nine rings that were competing at the same time seem a little colder, and everyone crowded towards the first ring......

"Agui, come here!"

Seeing Wu Tong on the field, the little monk beside Liu Chen turned sideways and whispered to the crowd, and not long after, a middle-aged man with a rich figure appeared in front of everyone, only to see that his shy face was full of flattery, and he walked to the little monk with his waist bent and smiled: "Buddha of suffering, who do you buy in this scene?"

After thinking about it for a long time, the little monk took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, and the small appearance was as much as he wanted, "Of course it's to buy my brother, Wu Tong, five thousand taels!"

"Good Lat...... Buddha, you rest for a while, and after a stick of incense, the small one will send you a bill!"

"Well, there you go!"

......

"Damn!" Liu Chen was stunned for a long time, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand and slap the back of the little monk's head, "You really know how to play!"

After going to the Polar Star Sea for two years, the little monk has already grown very tall, standing there quite straight, his little light bulb is almost to the root of Liu Chen's ear, after being slapped by Liu Chen, he is not angry, he still smiled innocently: "Oh, Brother Chen, you know that you are making fun of me, I just make some pocket money, pocket money...... The old rules, for the next month, I will eat and drink all the brothers!"

"Five thousand taels! Rich and lewd!" Black Eagle shook his head, looking at the big face of the big monk on the side who was as black as the bottom of a pot, he chose to silence very wisely......

"Senior brother!" gritted his teeth a little, and the voice made the little monk shudder uncontrollably, and he didn't have to look back, he consciously ran behind Liu Chen and hid. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hmph!" The great monk glared at the suffering coldly, and after a long time, he sneered and said: "I heard that last time Luming feast, your kid made a lot of money, I didn't believe it before, tsk, the one named Agui just now is from Changle Fang, you are amazing, you eat all black and white at a young age...... Well, I guess you're going to lose money today...... Brother Tong is opposite, but you Senior Brother Kuquan!"

"It doesn't matter how good Senior Brother Kuquan is now, I will buy Brother Tong to win, he is my lucky star, in the decisive battle of the Luming Banquet last time, I bought him to lose, but I won a few tens of thousands of taels!"

“......”

"Yo, you kid is still playing tricks......" Black Hawk grinned, and couldn't help but make a few jokes.

"That's!" The little monk hid behind Liu Chen and turned his little head, glanced at the black eagle with a smile, and then said with great pride: "There is no other trick, Brother Tong and Brother Chen'er are on the field, no matter what the odds are, just buy the two of them to win, if the two of them meet together, decisively bet on Brother Chen, and ensure that you win all the way to the end!"

"The big monk and your brother Chen'er met, who do you buy?"

"Although my brother and I are like brothers, but forgive me for being unruly and indulgent in my life, I will bet on Brother Chen!"

"Hahahaha......"

"You!"

"Hey, hey!" Finally blocking the black hand stretched out by the big monk, Liu Chen turned around with a smile, squeezed his eyebrows at the little monk and said, "You have to think clearly, I really can't beat your senior brother!"

"Brother Chen, at most, you don't have as much strength as him, and your skin is not as thick as his, but in the end, you will become a big dragon, and my senior brother will have to be hung and beaten by you!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Okay, okay!" stopped the angry big monk, Liu Chen's color turned pale, and he couldn't help frowning and said: "Great monk, just now you said that Wu Tong may not necessarily take advantage of Kuquan, what, is there anything special about him?"

"Hey!" the great monk glanced at the suffering hatefully, and then sighed lightly and replied: "The suffering has come down too early, and I don't know what level this bitter spring has reached!"

"How?"

"You also know that the exercises of our Great Compassion Temple have always been calm, but this bitter spring is a strange thing, in his routine, there is no defense at all, from the beginning of his martial arts, he majored in the number of offensive paths, you see, look at her appearance, is it too different from the Buddhist monks you have seen?"

Liu Chen and Black Eagle exchanged a look, and then followed the guidance of the great monk, and looked towards the corner of the ring, a warrior monk with unsightly appearance, his ears were like monkeys, his arms were up to his knees, and his body was slightly rickety, which really looked too thin, but as long as people who practiced martial arts looked at it, they would find that this bitter spring monk was standing in place like that, and the whole person was like a sword about to be unsheathed, and his thin body was unabashedly exuding a strong and unrivaled momentum......

"My Bitter Spring junior disciple is the personal disciple of the first uncle of the Discipline Hall, since he was a child, his speed talent is famous for the Thousand Buddha Mountain, let's cultivate the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, so that the body's defense power can reach an extreme, but he doesn't, he is his speed talent, to the extreme!"

"How fast?" Liu Chen kept squinting, carefully looking at the short, thin, withered monk in the ring.

"There was once an uncle who listened to Xuelou and took a group of disciples to the Great Compassion Temple to communicate, and there was a particularly outstanding disciple of Tingxuelou, who was crushed by Senior Brother Kuquan in the competition with Senior Brother Kuquan, in terms of speed!"

"What!"

"Damn!"

"This ...... How is it possible!" Black Eagle opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief: "Listening to Xuelou's body, that is the fastest in the Eastern Continent, this bitter spring, can it be faster than Tingxuelou Tianjiao at the same stage?"

"Isn't it!" Ascetic sighed, spread his shoulders and said: "At that time, people heard that the uncle of Xuelou wanted to abduct the bitter spring to Yuezhou, if it wasn't for the Buddha Lord to come forward, maybe this kid is no longer a monk now!"

"Oh no!" The competition in the ring was about to start, Liu Chen looked at Wu Tong's back, his heart sank, and the corners of his eyes wrinkled: "Brother Tong'er's biggest shortcoming is speed, if it is really as the great monk said, this one, he is hanging!"

"No!" Black Eagle shook his head, not agreeing with Liu Chen's statement, "The teacher once told me that if you drop ten times faster, let him go faster, Brother Tong'er can take him away in a wave as long as he seizes the slightest opportunity!"

"Hehe!" the great monk sneered and said noncommittally: "The mental method practiced by Kuquan is the Yijin Sutra, do you think he is just fast?"

"......" (To be continued.) )