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Zhang Yang pinched a wind-resisting trick with one hand, performed a wind-chasing step, and his body shook and disappeared in front of the middle-aged monk's eyes.

The middle-aged monk suddenly returned, Zhang Yang had already arrived behind him seven or eight feet away, such a body method, even as a physical cultivator, he was very shocked, but after the shock, he smiled disapprovingly, the body method is fast does not mean that the combat effectiveness is high, and the middle-aged monk is bullied again.

Zhang Yang dodged a blow, and when he appeared, he had already taken out three flying swords from the storage bag, stretched out his hand a little, and shot towards the middle-aged monk, and at the same time, five red talismans flew out of the storage bag.

Zhang Yang's face was painful, and he shouted: "Senior brother, be careful!"

With the injection of mana, the five-headed fire dragon the size of more than a zhang roared silently and crashed towards the middle-aged monk.

"Fire Dragon Talisman!"

"Five Fire Dragon Talismans......

The five-headed fire dragon appeared, and the audience exclaimed, this time it was enough to throw out twenty-five medium-grade spirit stones, that is, two thousand five hundred lower-grade spirit stones! How many pills do you have to buy?

However, when some monks saw Zhang Yang driving three magic weapons at the same time, they recalled that he had only driven two magic weapons before, and they already knew that he was hiding clumsy.

The three-mouthed flying sword shot out, followed by the five-headed fire dragon, the middle-aged monk was instinctively startled, and the giant sword in his hand waved, and the three-level top-level flying sword was just a slight knock, and the three-headed flying sword was knocked away, followed by a roar!

The giant sword in the middle-aged monk's hand seemed to come to life, and it was extremely fast on each of the five fire dragons, accompanied by a roar, and a large area of light shone brightly, covering the middle-aged monk's figure.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, with his divine sense of the same level, he could see it clearly, stretched out his hand a little, and three flying swords shot fiercely.

After a while, the light dissipated, revealing the figure of the middle-aged monk wolf bèi, the giant sword in his hand was dim, obviously not lightly damaged, and the three fiery red flying swords stood horizontally in the three vital places in front of the middle-aged monk, and with just one blow, they could take the middle-aged monk's life.

The winner is decided.

The middle-aged monk glanced at Zhang Yang deeply, sighed, put away the giant sword and flew out of the ring.

Some of the disciples in the audience who bet on the middle-aged monks, their faces were bitter, and they were very unexpected, this Senior Brother Jin is very famous in the sect, and he didn't know where he got a physical exercise, and after retreat and penance, his physical body is sharper than a first-order demon beast.

At the beginning of the previous year, Senior Brother Wei Zixu, who had a lot of Fu Zong, was also defeated by Senior Brother Jin.

Of course, it may also be the reward of 1,000 spirit stones at the beginning of the year, so that Wei Zixu did not sacrifice too many talismans, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses.

Although Senior Brother Jin was finally defeated by Senior Brother Xiao Tianchen Xiao, it cannot be denied that his methods are very good, but he did not expect to lose to this unfamiliar face Senior Brother.

On the other hand, the little monk Fan Fan, Chu Lan'er, and Yu Jingjing looked at Zhang Yang with bright eyes, and the three of them each bet on two medium-grade spirit stones, and they immediately earned six medium-grade spirit stones.

Zhang Yang also smiled at the corner of his mouth, betting two hundred and twenty medium-grade spirit stones, and as soon as he came and went, he earned six hundred and sixty medium-grade spirit stones.

Uncle Zhao's eyelids jumped slightly, although he had earned a lot of spirit stones from the many disciples who bet on the twenty-third, most of them fell into Zhang Yang's storage bag!

Xiao Tianchen's kid is even more hateful, his methods are so sharp that ordinary disciples are difficult to compete with, and now more than a dozen foundation-building monks who came to watch the competition have begun to bet on this kid!

Although Xiao Tianchen is a odds of one out of ten, these monks in the foundation building period are hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones, and with the bets of many disciples, he really lost a lot.

At this time, more than a dozen foundation building period monks were on the side of the ring, talking and laughing, and they seemed to be very happy! The surrounding disciples did not dare to approach these uncles.

In the midst of Uncle Zhao's resentment, after the competition, the third round of the competition was completed quickly, and Xiao Tianchen really won the game very easily, making the disciples and uncles who bet on him smile one by one.

In the third round of competition, nine people were eliminated, and in the fourth round, only No. 3, No. 11, No. 17, No. 25, No. 33, No. 41, No. 51, No. 57, and No. 71 remained.

There are nine people left in the fourth round, according to the distance of the number, one person has a bye, and the person who has a bye is the seventy-one who has a very good luck.

The first scene was Senior Sister Wen and an outer disciple, and this outer disciple didn't seem to have much left except for the divine sense that could drive three top-level magic weapons.

As soon as Senior Sister Wen's Zhu Aya magic weapon came out, she won easily.

The former pays 10 to 1, and the latter is even more to 5, Rao is so, and he did not bet on the latter.

Many of the monks who bet on Senior Sister Wen were smiling one by one.

The second round of the competition was No. 17 Zhang Yang and No. 25 monk, this person Zhang Yang had also seen, it was Wei Zixu.

Two years ago, Zhang Yang also witnessed Wei Zixu's demeanor, and the flying talisman defeated an inner disciple, which made him envious for a long time, and even had a great interest in talisman making.

Unfortunately, there was not enough time, and he did not touch on the talisman making.

The odds of the two have some deep meaning.

Zhang Yang pays two for one, and Wei Zixu pays two for ten.

Rao is like this, many disciples are also betting on Senior Brother Wei Zixu, this Senior Brother Wei's reputation for talisman making is not blown, the ten-year big comparison is different from the beginning of the year, presumably Senior Brother Wei will not be stingy with talismans.

You must know that in the last ten-year competition, Senior Brother Wei won the second place!

And the first place in the last ten-year competition has now become a high-ranking foundation building monk.

Moreover, although Zhang Yang had a clumsy table before, he also sacrificed a lot of medium-grade talismans, and the consumption was not small!

Uncle Zhao looked at the many disciples who bet, and several junior brothers in the foundation building period also bet, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, and he said in his heart, Zhang Kid is going to fight!

For a while, Uncle Zhao was not sure whether this Zhang boy could defeat Wei Zixu.

Seeing Wei Zixu enter the ring, after everyone placed bets, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, and directly pressed the eight hundred and eighty medium-grade spirit stones in his hand on himself.

Fan Fan Xiao Monk, Chu Lan'er, and Yu Jingjing also pressed the eight spirit stones they each got on Zhang Yang, and the three of them were also a little hesitant, for them, eight medium-grade spirit stones were not a small amount, but seeing that Zhang Yang directly pressed the 'huge amount' of eight hundred and eighty medium-grade spirit stones, under the latter's instructions, they also made their own bets!

Zhang Yang's move of betting on eight hundred and eighty spirit stones caused a burst of amazement among the onlookers.

After placing the bet, Zhang Yang jumped into the ring, hugged his fist at Wei Zixu, and said with a smile: "Please advise." ”

Uncle Zhao's gambling table was tested in the ring, Wei Zixu also saw Zhang Yang's betting, and his face was gloomy at this time, he ranked second in the previous year's ten-year competition, and won two Zhuji Dan, this time he also went to the top three, and he was ready to hit Zhuji after the competition!

However, Zhang Yang, who came out of thin air, made him lose his certainty, if he was not sure, how could he bet eight hundred and eighty spirit stones on himself? With so many spirit stones, he could already buy one or two Zhuji Dan!

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