Shameless!

These three words are everyone's evaluation of Yu Mo, because when they heard that sentence, no one could think of what kind of language should be used to describe him.

Of course, from the perspective of Mo Ming and Ji Mingyue, it may be more appropriate to add the word "shameless" after these three words.

Mo Ming remembered that when he first saw Yu Mo in the Wanbao Mountain, the other party seemed to be like this.

Although at that time, his performance was not as exaggerated and obvious as it is now, but the expression of the pit man and the attitude of not taking advantage of the bastard have not changed at all.

And perhaps, Yu Mo's own personality is like this, so he didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and still showed a wry smile on his face, as if he had really suffered a big loss.

And with his promise, Ji Mingyue didn't say anything more, just said that this place was not a place to talk, and then turned around and prepared to find an inn to get to know better.

Among them, the three of them went to the attic where they applied for the competition first, and Ji Mingyue walked in front and went straight to the counter to explain their intentions.

After a while, the disciple of the Naluo Sword Sect looked at Yu Mo, who was still sallow, and Mo Ming, who was still bloodstained on his body, with a strange expression, and then took out a storage bag from behind the counter and threw it to Ji Mingyue.

"This is the spirit stone you obtained, a total of one hundred and twenty thousand and nine hundred, after deducting your principal, you have won a total of two hundred and nine hundred spirit stones, please check!" the disciple of Luo Jian Sect said with a smile.

Ji Mingyue took the storage bag with a smile, didn't check it, and threw it directly to Mo Ming.

The spirit stone in this storage bag was exactly the bet that Mo Ming had asked Ji Mingyue to press before, and unlike Yu Mo and the others, who only pressed tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, he pressed all the belongings on his body as soon as he pressed it.

Because, from the beginning, Mo Ming didn't think that he would lose, and this was one of the reasons why he insisted on defeating Yu Mo with the demon knife before.

After all, if he lost just now, then he would not only be unable to help Ji Mingyue recover the loss of the spirit stone, he would become a poor bastard in an instant.

Mo Ming's face was full of smiles, and his spiritual sense swept slightly in the storage bag, and then he put it away directly.

This battle, it can be said that he has made a lot of money, and he can't help but be overjoyed in his heart, you must know that these 210,000 spirit stones are already a huge amount of money, at least only with his current cultivation, if he doesn't do such a thing, it will be extremely difficult to get so many spirit stones, and even a few years or more may not be able to get it.

At the same time, after Mo Ming received the spirit stone, those monks who had made bets before also came to the counter to receive the spirit stone they had won, and almost everyone was smiling, passing by Mo Ming's side and smiling politely, revealing a kind gaze.

There are only two people whose faces are not good-looking, looking at everyone's unkindness, especially when they see the smile on Mo Ming's face, they grit their teeth and want to beat Mo Ming on the spot.

One of these two people is naturally Yu Mo, who took the initiative to admit defeat, and when he stepped into this attic, his face became as ugly as he looked, and he couldn't wait to slap all the laughing people hard.

This time, the loss is too big!

As for the other person, it was the rough man who had whispered to Yu Mo at first.

His face was pale, and his eyes as big as copper bells seemed to be about to burst into flames, staring at Mo Ming very unkindly, but more of a hatred for Yu Mo.

If it weren't for Yu Mo telling him that he would never lose before, he wouldn't have the confidence to slowly press the 20,000 spirit stones, and now, the 20,000 spirit stones can be said to have lost even the capital.

How did this not irritate him.

"Look at what to see, look at your eyes again!"

It seemed that he was also annoyed and hateful, and after finding a catharsis, Yu Mo couldn't help but scold after feeling the rough man's gaze.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The rough man suddenly became furious, his face turned from red to black, and his whole body was trembling, as if he would rush up and fight Yu Mo for three hundred rounds in the next moment.

It's just that, after thinking about it, he didn't do it in the end.

Because judging from the battle between Yu Mo and Mo Ming, he already knew that Yu Mo was not a cultivator of the seventh or eighth layer of the condensation stage that was revealed on the surface, and his true strength could at least suppress the ordinary foundation building Great Perfection realm monks, and even the strength of a battle with the early stage monks of Jindan, which was definitely not something that a person like him who was only a foundation building early stage cultivator could easily provoke.

Of course, Yu Mo didn't make a move, because it was impossible to directly go over and beat people on this occasion, unless it was to apply for another competition.

He just stared at the small triangular eyes, staring at each other with the rough man, and there was a great look like he was going to beat the other party with his eyes.

Mo Ming and Ji Mingyue glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but feel that this scene was really funny, they each shook their heads, and then they didn't stay here for long, and strode out of the attic, ready to find an inn.

And just after Mo Ming and the three of them left, there was a burst of discussion in the entire attic again.

However, this time it is not to discuss who wins and who loses, nor is it to talk about how Yu Mo's cultivation is good, but to talk about the crucial knife that Mo Ming defeated Yu Mo before.

The power of that knife gave everyone who watched a sense of amazement, like the bright moon that illuminated the night sky, enchanting and weird, and extremely cold and murderous.

Everyone could see that in fact, from the moment Yu Mo opened his mouth to let Mo Ming admit defeat, Mo Ming had already lost.

Although Mo Ming's own cultivation and magical powers are also amazing, the key to winning in the end is still the demon sword.

"Do any of you know what kind of knife it is?" asked a young monk, frowning.

He was there to watch the battle between Mo Ming and Yu Mo before, but no matter how you look at it, no matter how you think about it, you can't perceive the grade of the demon knife in Mo Ming's hand.

"I don't know, but I think it should be the magic weapon of the Yuan Infant Heavenly Product, otherwise it wouldn't show this kind of power!" the other shook his head, looking uncertain.

"How is it possible, if it is a Heavenly Grade magic weapon in the Yuan Infant Stage, it is impossible to use that person's cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and such a magic weapon, even if it is a simple blow of power, the spiritual power consumed is definitely not something that a mid-stage foundation building monk can bear, it is impossible!" a person retorted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded and agreed, it is true, the magic weapon of the Yuan Infant Stage can indeed show such power, and the cultivation of the foundation building period is fundamentally difficult to destroy, and the difference between the two is too much!

However, because of this, the doubts on everyone's faces became even thicker, and some people even had some fiery light flashing in their eyes, and they didn't know what they remembered.

"You say, if this person has such a magic weapon, will he participate in this Dao Conference?" Suddenly, a person asked in a low voice.

"Wouldn't it? After all, how could a magic weapon be used for a Dao competition, and a magic weapon that could exert such a power must be consumed a lot, if he held this treasure to participate in the conference, wouldn't it be too unfair to others?"

"It's hard to say, you know, this kind of Dao conference does not prohibit monks from using magic weapons, when the time comes, the Daoists of various sects will compete with each other, and they will definitely do their best to strive for a higher ranking, where will they take care of so much?"

"Moreover, even if this person holds this treasure, it may not be unfair to others, which of those sects and Taoists does not have some means of guaranteeing, maybe there are more powerful things than this treasure. ”

"There's some truth to what you say!" the crowd nodded.

"However, I just don't know if this person will participate, I'm afraid that the next gathering of leaders from all walks of life in the world will definitely be a prosperous scene, but I have some expectations......"

......

In the inn where there are not many family streams, Yu Mo is holding a storage bag with a happy face, looking very happy, and the previous unhappiness seems to have been forgotten, and his eyes are full of fine light.

At the same time, Ji Mingyue frowned with a pair of good-looking brows, her face was cloudy for a while, she looked at Mo Ming, who was sitting quietly and expressionless, and then looked at Yu Mo, as if she was thinking about something.

"I said, now that the matter is over, let's leave it at that!" Suddenly, Yu Mo put away the storage bag, hugged his fists, and was about to leave.

And at this moment, Mo Ming, who had never spoken, suddenly showed a glimmer of essence in his eyes, got up and shouted.

"Wait!"