Chapter 22: Your Flying Sword Is Good

"Oh, since that's the case, then I'll reluctantly take on the challenge", Wang Li moved his hands, his muscles and bones crackled, and he sent it to the door for me to pit and see that the young master won all your pants. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wang Li walked into the ring slowly, and arched his hand towards the ring elder, "This elder, may I ask if the rules of the competition in this ring can be set by yourself, right?"

The elder of the ring bowed slightly, "Of course, as long as the two sides reach an agreement, it can take effect."

"That's easy", Wang Li kept shaking in the ring, and said while shaking, "I just practiced qi, and I haven't even finished practicing a spell, so I'll set the rules."

Zhou Ling took a deep breath, "No problem."

"Okay!", Wang Liyi clapped his palms, "Senior Brother Zhou is really atmospheric."

After that, he took a small wooden stick, drew a small circle at the foot of Zhou Ling, and said, "The rules are very simple, you take my three palms, if you go out of this circle, you will lose, what do you think?"

When Zhou Ling heard this, he felt that Wang Li's requirements were not too harsh, and there were many people who were engaged in this way, and more importantly, he felt that the latter's ability would not shake him at all.

Seeing Zhou Ling nodding slightly, the elder of the ring announced loudly, "The rules are in effect, and the inner gate Wang Li accepts the challenge of the ring."

"Since you accepted the challenge, I saw that you were so good at gambling just now, should we also add a little bit of jackpot?" , Zhou Ling smiled ill-willedly.

"Oh?", Wang Li was stunned, this stupid hat is crazy, and he has to give himself benefits, it's really lucky that he can't push it away, "Then it's better like this, I lost, I'll give you 10,000 spirit stones."

When the little fat in the audience heard this, he was almost choked to death by his own saliva and kept coughing.

He knows Wang Li's assets too well, he only has 1,000 spirit stones, or he earned it from opening a gambling stall just now, where can he get 10,000 spirit stones?

"Ten thousand spirit stones, do you have them?", Zhou Ling smiled all over his face, obviously not believing it.

"Do I have it, you should know best", Wang Li raised his eyebrows lightly, and smiled at Zhou Ling with deep meaning.

Xiaopang watched the confrontation between the two in the audience, and secretly pinched a handful of sweat for Wang Li, this kind of practice of not loading, empty gloves and white wolves, there was no trace of clue on the latter's face, and the five-body throw that he admired, no wonder the boss always claimed to be the king of deception, which is really true.

"Hmph", Zhou Ling shook his robe, snorted coldly, and remembered the humiliating day under Jingtai Peak, he knew that Wang Li and the two brothers blocked the road at the foot of the mountain and earned a lot of spirit stones, maybe they could really get 10,000 yuan. Even if Wang Li can't take it out, there is an elder in the ring to testify, he can't run away, and he has to make up for it by smashing the pot and selling iron to borrow money, otherwise he will be assigned to the back mountain to mine if he plays the elder of the ring.

"Even if there are 10,000 spirit stones, then what do you want me to use as a lottery head?"

"I think...... The flying sword behind you is pretty good", Wang Li began to open his mouth.

"You fart, 10,000 spirit stones want to bet on my 'Lingshuang Sword'?" Zhou Lingjian raised his eyebrows and scolded.

"Look at you, why is your temper so hot", Wang Li shook his head helplessly, and shrugged his shoulders at the elder in the ring, "Elder, you come to evaluate the reasoning, although ten thousand spirit stones are not much, it is all worth for me, but it is a drop in the bucket for Senior Brother Zhou's financial resources, if I lose, my family will go bankrupt, and if he loses, he will lose a hair, isn't this kind of bet too unequal?"

"You are sophistry, reversing black and white", Zhou Ling's face turned blue, and he didn't choose to speak.

"Either press your sword, or forget it, don't gamble", Wang Li crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said indifferently.

"Okay, good, I bet on my sword, and I will definitely make you lose your family today", Zhou Ling gritted his teeth and pointed at Wang Li angrily, eager to eat his flesh raw.

"The agreement came into effect, Wang Li was compensated for 10,000 spirit stones for failure, and Zhou Ling had to be compensated for a 'Lingshuang Sword' for failure", the elder of the ring finished the notarization and glanced at Wang Li with deep meaning, this kid seems to be weak, but in fact he seized the opportunity, constantly provoked Zhou Ling's anger, and achieved his goal step by step, which is really not simple.

The key is how he knocked Zhou Ling out of the circle in three moves, the strength of the two is obviously not on the same level, which makes the ring elders puzzled.

"Xiaopang, open the gambling plate, I will press myself to win, a thousand spirit stones", Wang Li took out a storage bag and threw it to Xiaopang.

"Hmph, I'll press myself 10,000 spirit stones to win", Zhou Ling directly threw a storage bag to Xiaopang and said coldly.

The surrounding disciples came back to their senses, swarmed up, and began to bet again, most of them bet on Zhou Ling to win, although many people also thought that Wang Li was so calm, there might be a cat, but everyone couldn't figure out how Wang Li could win.

Xiaopang silently bet his 500 spirit stones on Wang Liying, others don't know, but he knows that the latter has practiced the first stage of touching the gold hand, the palm is as hard as iron, the strength is infinite, more than a month of inhuman torture in exchange for a rapid increase in strength, anyone who underestimates Wang Li will regret it.

The disciples around Want Wang, Xiaopang is mourning for them in his heart, the boss's ideal is to win everyone's pants, it seems that you are the first batch.

"Another 10,000 spirit stones, do you want Senior Brother Zhou to play so big", Wang Li said with a smile, not nervous at all.

"Don't talk nonsense, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks you have, they are useless", Zhou Ling was already a little impatient, his whole body was full of true qi, and his robe was rattling.

"It's really impatient", Wang Li shook his hand, picked up his true qi, and slammed his fist at Zhou Ling.

The fist wind gusted, the tiger and the tiger were full of wind, and the fist infused with true qi was like a meteor catching the moon, and went straight to the latter's front door, and the fist of the qi cultivator was indeed much stronger than the quenching period.

With a crisp sound of "pop", Wang Li's fist stopped abruptly, and was firmly grasped by Zhou Ling in the palm of his hand, unable to take a step forward.

"That's all you have?", Zhou Ling looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely happy, "It's really a little rookie, you want to shake me with this little means, it's really a pipe dream."

"Sure enough, it won't work", the flame of anticipation in the eyes of the ring elder gradually extinguished, and he shook his head.

The audience in the audience is already crazy, although there are almost no people who win by pressing the king, resulting in very low odds, but it is also a happy thing to earn a little bit.

Only Chubby was watching coldly, as if he saw the boss's pit digging deeper and deeper.

"Is there really such a big gap?", Wang Li was shocked, his eyes were full of despair, and Zhou Ling looked at it with pride.

Seeing Wang Li's virtue, Xiaopang pursed his lips unhappily, "You can be an actor with this acting skills, if you win directly, you have to tease others, it's really a bad taste."

Hidden in the depths of Wang Li's eyes, there is a chill, Xiao Qi San'er, let you be happy first, and then let you experience what a roller coaster is, allowing you to slide directly from heaven to hell.