I've seen scoundrels, but I've never seen anyone who plays scoundrels like this.

As soon as everyone heard Wu Zhonglin's words, they all looked at Xu Lin with sympathetic eyes.

"Wu Gongzi, but this ......"

Xu Lin cried and looked at Wu Zhonglin pitifully, wanting to refute Wu Zhonglin's words, but he didn't know how to refute them.

Wu Zhonglin is the grandson of the current head of the sect, Wu Chunqiu, and this is something that everyone knows and knows.

Because he was afraid of offending Wu Zhonglin, and even more afraid of offending the master Wu Chunqiu.

And Sima Chong, who was on the side, had an idea in his heart.

He strode towards the ninth counter, glanced at the counter behind Wang Kun, pointed to a black soft armor and said, "Senior Brother Wang, please show me that soft armor." ”

As soon as Wang Kun sent Wu Zhonglin away, he began to receive the five senior brothers who had been waiting on the side for a long time, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to what happened on the fifth platform, and when he heard Sima Chong's voice, he turned around and picked up the soft armor and handed it to Sima Chong and said: "Senior brother has a good eye, this black gold soft armor is personally created by the hall master of this sect's refining hall, and when worn on the body, it can withstand the full force of the innate master, you wear it to hunt, it is the most suitable, and you will definitely win all." ”

Sima Chong took the soft armor, glanced at the price secretly, couldn't help but be taken aback, and said secretly: "This armor doesn't seem to be simple, but this piece of clothing costs a thousand contribution points, that is, 100,000 gold coins." ”

I felt it in my hand, and I felt that the texture was soft, but it was extremely tough, and the weight was only slightly heavier than that of ordinary robes, so I liked it a little.

was thinking about how to buy this soft armor, and Wu Zhonglin's voice came from behind him.

"Wang Kun, you are so bold, you dare to sell the black gold soft armor I saw just now to others!"

At that time, Wang Kun was explaining a pair of bracers to an inner junior brother, and when he heard the shouting and reprimanding, he immediately frowned, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes already showed a fierce light, but when he saw that the person who came was Wu Zhonglin, he hurriedly accompanied him with a smile and said: "Senior Brother Wu, didn't you leave just now, I thought you couldn't look down on it, anyway, Senior Brother Shi Chong hasn't paid yet, if you want it, I will sell it to you." ”

After Wang Kun finished speaking, he said to Sima Chong again: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Shi, this black and gold soft armor was taken by Senior Brother Wu just now, you better choose something else, I'll give you a discount." ”

But Sima rushed to the No. 9 counter, originally to see if Wu Zhonglin would follow, but now seeing that Wu Zhonglin really came, it seems that he didn't want to buy the materials needed for hunting today, and he suddenly felt angry in his heart, and immediately shrank back with his hand holding the black gold soft armor and said:

"Why, he didn't pay, and he has already left for another counter, it means that he has at least given up this black gold soft armor at that time, and I have taken a fancy to this soft armor now, but why should I give it to him, is it because he is the grandson of the master of the door? This is the principle of the sect, is there any justice in this world? Is there such a bully?"

Sima Chong deliberately said that his voice was very loud, which provoked the entire material hall to look at it, and many people looked at Wu Zhonglin with special eyes.

Wu Zhonglin saw that Sima Chong dared to count himself in public, and immediately became furious, threw the things in his hand at the several inner disciples who followed behind him, and said: "What kind of truth, axiom, you fucking waste is also worthy of talking about axiom? ”

Several inner disciples behind him saw Wu Zhonglin angry, and they also coaxed: "Yes, people who practice martial arts rely on their fists to speak, and only waste can be reasonable!"

"Rubbish!"

"Rubbish!"

Most of the people in the hall listened to Wu Zhonglin's words, and even nodded one after another: "Yes, in this world, the strong are respected, and people have a grandfather, this is the capital of others, who told you that you don't have a queen?"

"Yes, only the weak reason with the warrior?"

"They entered the sect almost at the same time, but he didn't dare to accept Senior Brother Wu's challenge, it seems that he is really a waste!"

“......”

All of a sudden, all kinds of discussions came and went, Sima Chong has made rapid progress since Sun Kun taught, but he has never really fought with anyone, and he has long wanted to try his skills, at this time, when he heard the discussion of the crowd, he immediately pretended to be angry and said:

"Who said I wouldn't dare to fight, wouldn't I just go to the gambling table and fight? ”

After he finished speaking, he put the black gold soft armor in his hand on the counter and said: "Fight, let's go, go to the gambling table, fight now!"

His sudden change caught everyone off guard, and everyone didn't expect that an outer disciple who had been practicing martial arts for less than half a month would really dare to fight the core disciple.

Moreover, this core disciple is still the grandson of the door master, and the people present, except for Sima Chong, may no one dare to fight against Wu Zhonglin, not afraid of Wu Zhonglin, but mainly afraid of the door master Wu Chunqiu.

Wu Zhonglin glanced at the black gold soft armor on the counter and said: "Slow down, since you are going to the gambling table, how can you not have a bet, look at your waste and don't have much money, it is better for us to take this black gold soft armor as a bet, whoever loses, buy this soft armor as a bet to the other party." ”

The gambling platform is a high platform specially established by the Changshengmen in order to motivate the disciples to practice hard, and in order to avoid a death match, the gambling platform is presided over by an elder.

Normally, disciples are not allowed to compete with each other at will, but they can go to the gambling table to gamble.

When going to the gambling table to gamble, the bet is determined by both sides of the game, but other people who do not participate in the game cannot participate in the fight.

This rule is also established to prevent the gambling arena from becoming a place for disciples to gamble, but the disciples often have a way to add their gambling funds to the bets of both sides of the competition, as long as both sides of the competition agree.

At this time, as soon as Wu Zhonglin said that he wanted to bet, many people were ready to move and tried to join the gamble.

But everyone is optimistic about Wu Zhonglin, but no one is optimistic about Sima Chong, resulting in an imbalance in gambling funds, and everyone's expectations are about to come to naught.

Sima Chong's mind was racing, and after thinking about it, he still dismissed the plan to take out a high-grade spirit stone and bet with everyone, but bit his lip tightly, pretending to have made up his mind with a lot of effort, and said: "Wu Zhonglin, you rely on the evil master father, just bully me for not as much money as you, since this is the case, it is better to gamble on your life, whoever loses your life is the other party's, let the other party deal with it!"

As soon as Sima Chong said this, everyone in the hall suddenly began to shake their heads and sigh again: "Alas, when people are young, they are easy to be impulsive!"

As soon as Wu Zhonglin heard Sima Chong's words, he touched a pair of gloves hidden in his sleeve, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

This pair of golden silk gloves was given to him by his grandfather Wu Chunqiu, although it is not a magic weapon, but it is also the best among ordinary weapons.

Wu Chunqiu's intention was to let Wu Zhonglin use this glove to kill a few beasts with mid-acquired strength with his bare hands during the hunt, so as to reflect the might of his Wu family, but he didn't want his grandson Wu Zhonglin to use this golden glove to defeat Sima Chong.

Wu Zhonglin was about to agree to Sima Chong's bet, but the faces of several inner disciples behind him changed greatly, and an inner disciple named Lei Hong hurriedly grabbed Wu Zhonglin and said: "Senior brother, you are the grandson of the sect master, the core disciple of the hall, he Shi Chong is just an ordinary outer disciple, waste one, his life is not valuable, how can it be compared with the junior brother, this bet is not equal, you have to change it." ”