69novels Chapter 125
Chapter 125
"In addition to this son's compensation, the compensation of our inn must also be counted!"
Fu shouted loudly, walking in the front and helping Lynch lead the way, very excited.
I didn't expect to be lucky enough to participate in such a battle, don't say anything, buy a few hands and bet on this son's victory.
This son is not a fool, the two innate pills given to him are extremely refined, since he dares to open his mouth to compete, he must have a magical means!
So as soon as he arrived at the martial arts dojo, Ah Fu rushed to buy Lin Qisheng, and the gambling was extremely heavy.
Lin Qi and the others were arranged to rest by the person in charge of the martial arts dojo, striving to be fair and open, so that they could fight in the best condition.
In the North Hunting City, the martial arts dojo is very powerful, and it is said that the backer behind it is the city lord, who does things fairly and does not operate in the dark, so many people encounter disputes and choose to come to the martial arts dojo to compete and speak with strength.
And the annual Ten Thousand Sects Competition is the best time for the business of the martial arts dojo.
Because of the tough backers, there are many subordinates, and the news of the martial arts dojo is very well-informed, and there is eyeliner everywhere.
So when Lynch and their side decided to compete, they had already begun to prepare and opened the betting board.
Because this is a battle between a scattered cultivation and two major sects, and it is the first dispersal cultivation appearance before the opening of the Ten Thousand Sects Great Competition, it must be held with great fanfare.
"Three of them, these three cultivation rooms are prepared for three each, and the three can rest in them to heal or cultivate."
"Two quarters of an hour later, there will be a competition between King Zhongqiang of the Heavenly Fire Sect and this scattered cultivation genius."
"Please prepare first."
The head of the martial arts dojo, Bi Gongbi, respectfully said.
His strength is not low, he is a strong person in the True Qi Realm, but he still respects Lin Qi and their small Qi Realm, which shows the style of doing things in the martial arts dojo.
"Two of you, prepare well—by the way, I'm talking about the elixir of preparing reparations, not about preparing you for battle. Because you guys can't win at all, haha!
Lin Qi dropped a sentence and entered the cultivation room directly.
Wang Zhongqiang was stunned, saying that he was quite speechless, Junior Brother Zhou Yu's small mouth was really angry.
Ma Ziwei sneered and also entered the cultivation room, and with her entered, there was the white-haired young man Zhao Feibai.
In the cultivation room, Zhao Feibai said, "Don't underestimate the enemy, you can use this sword."
Ma Ziwei took the White Frost Sword in his hand and said with tenderness: "Senior brother, thank you, I will definitely not put your sword to shame." "
Well, start cultivating, if you break through to the eighth layer of the Qi Realm, clean up that nameless kid without fail."
Zhao Feibai said and stood aside, responsible for protecting the Dharma.
Ma Ziwei immediately had confidence in her heart and began to practice cross-legged.
She only came on the field in the end, there was plenty of time, and with the assistance of the elixir sent by Zhao Feibai, maybe it was really possible to break through to the eighth layer of the Qi Realm.
During cultivation, time passes quickly.
Two quarters of an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Feibai said, "I'll go out and see the battle between those two." You continue to practice.
"Yes."
Ma Ziwei replied and continued to close her eyes and cultivate, with Senior Brother Zhao Feibai in charge of watching the battle, she could let go of one hundred and twenty hearts.
You must know that Senior Brother's eyesight is as amazing as his strength, as long as Wang Zhongqiang fights with that kid, Senior Brother will definitely be able to see through their reality at a glance, and then instantly draw up a battle plan.
As long as it is carried out according to the plan of the senior brother, killing the enemy in seconds is not a problem!
Ma Ziwei has such confidence in Zhao Feibai.
This confidence even pervaded the entire Flying Snow Villa.
At this time, those junior disciples saw Zhao Feibai come out, and immediately said respectfully: "Senior brother, the two of them have already set off, and they will enter the competition platform immediately." "
Hmm."
Zhao Feibai simply responded, his eyes passed through the long sky and looked at the competition platform.
This is a hundred square circles compared to the martial arts platform, which is quite wide, not to mention the battle of the strong people of the Transformation Qi Realm, even if the strong people of the True Qi Realm fight here, the space is more than enough.
Around the competition platform, there are stands and countless spectators seated.
Today is a unique competition, which means that the scattered cultivation has entered everyone's sight, and such scattered cultivation figures have appeared in the previous Ten Thousand Sects Dabi.
This kind of character either wins all the way from the competition platform, and finally soars to the sky in the Great Competition of Ten Thousand Sects and becomes famous all over the world.
Or, they will be directly beaten down and slumped from then on, or they will die on the spot!
Everyone waited to see if this casual practice was the former or the latter.
In addition to this, everyone is also betting excitedly.
The rules of the martial arts dojo are simple, if you want to enter the tournament, you must bet.
No matter how much you bet or how little you bet, as long as you bet on it, you are a guest.
Of course, the minimum cannot be less than one innate pill.
Ah Fu is a gambler, if he doesn't make a move, he is amazing, and he directly bet all the innate pills on his body, and all bet on Lin Qi's victory!
Won the Qinglou dashing, lost ....
"It's impossible to lose."
Ah Fu sneered, thinking about losing without winning, isn't this cursing himself.
"That little brother is not a mortal, he has a ghost in his heart, and he must have a hole card." Lao Tzu won! The odds are one to two, earn him twice! "
Fu cheers himself up.
As if it was he who competed.
When he saw Lin Qi and Wang Zhongqiang coming in from both sides, he immediately roared: "Wang Zhongqiang will be defeated, and the scattered cultivation of the anonymous clan is invincible!" Because
Lynch didn't want to say his name, the martial arts dojo registered him as a dispersal cultivator.
Afu's shouts were like stabbing a hornet's nest, and everyone roared.
"If you scatter cultivation and die, the great sect will win."
"Wang Zhongqiang, you are a bad pen, Laozi is betting on you, if you lose, give me to eat!"
"Kill Sanxiu!"
"Kill Wang Zhongqiang!"
The competition platform has not yet started, and the stands are already hot.
These people who shout "kill" are passionate and fiery people who gamble here every day, and the odds of betting on "killing" are higher than the odds of defeating.
Especially the odds of "killing Wang Zhongqiang" soared directly to one to five!
Because Wang Zhongqiang is a big sect, and Lin Qi is a scattered cultivator, it is natural and righteous for the great sect to kill the scattered cultivator, and if the scattered cultivator dares to kill the big sect, it is bold.
Under normal circumstances, scattered cultivators come here only to make a name for themselves, and are not willing to form a mortal feud.
If it is really bet on success - Wang Zhongqiang was killed by Lynch.
That's two words: Hu!
Earn over!
Although Fu bet on Lynch to win, he didn't dare to bet on Lynch to kill, he didn't think this shrewd little brother would do such a stupid thing.
And just when the audience roared hotly, when a crisp sound sounded the battle horn.
"Begin!"
A voice shouted, and the loud and bold shout echoed throughout the arena.
I heard Wang Zhongqiang roar: "Eat Laozi's punch and let you know how powerful my Heavenly Fire Sect is!" "
Bang!
His fist seemed to be able to shoot flames, scorching the entire air.
With one punch, he hit Lynch in the chest and knocked him out.
"Good!" Some people drank excitedly.
"Damn, it's useless in this dispersal practice, waste! Lao Tzu bet that he was blind.
"Don't worry, it's just beginning."
Everyone held the bet notes in their hands and howled wildly one by one.
And the battle on the competition stage also entered the white heat amid everyone's howl.
I saw that Wang Zhongqiang fisted to the flesh, the move was fierce, and the Lin Qi who fought was defeated.
However, in the midst of everyone's scolding, Lynch never fell, even if he was beaten all over his body, but he could always hold on.
This spirit of not admitting defeat has to be admired, and even many people hope that he will turn over.
Of course, those who want him to turn over are those who bet on him to win, such as Afu.
Unfortunately, Lynch finally disappointed everyone.
Although his physical body was strong and he had persisted for a long time, his attack power was obviously insufficient, and this was the difference between a disciple of a scattered cultivator and a disciple of a great sect.
The disciples of the Great Sect have powerful martial arts, but the scattered cultivators do not.
"It's a pity." Someone sighed.
"If this scattered cultivator learns a combat martial art, he can definitely defeat that Wang Zhongqiang."
"Physical strength is his strength, no wonder he dares to challenge the Great Sect, but it ends here."
Some people shook their heads and commented, as if they were sorry, but in their hearts they were good because they had won.
But some people scolded: "Damn, Wang Zhongqiang, kill that anonymous clan."
"Even the Nameless Clan does not dare to kill, you also say that it is a great sect, and the face of the Heavenly Fire Sect was lost by you!"
"Waste, it's all fucking waste!"
"Playing a fake match, it must be a fake match, I see that this kid and Wang Zhongqiang are in a gang, cheating Lao Tzu's money."
"I'm going to kill you!"
The crazy roar echoed throughout the arena.
The person in charge of the martial arts dojo and the others were not surprised, they went in and carried Lin Qi, who was lying on the ground, out and took him to the cultivation room, saying, "You still have a competition, please heal your injuries inside." The duration must not exceed two hours. Also, you and Wang Zhongqiang agreed in advance to pay the compensation, please pay it immediately.
Lin Qi dragged his scaly body against the wall and said, "Do you martial arts dojos even manage this, it's too wide."
"I'm sorry. Since the two chose to compete in our martial arts dojo, the agreements related to the competition are all managed by our martial arts dojo. This is related to the reputation of our martial arts dojo, and please do not embarrass us. The
person in charge spoke in a businesslike tone.
The implication is that if you are embarrassing us, then don't blame us for embarrassing you.
Lin Qi smiled bitterly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, "Okay." I confess. Big place, big sect, amazing!
He casually threw out a porcelain bottle.
Wang Zhongqiang on the side immediately caught it and opened it to smell.
All the disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect smiled: "It's really a whole bottle of second-order lower pills, Returning Qi Pills!" And it's all medium.
"Good boy, bold cool, continue to call me next time you compete, hahaha!"
Wang Zhongqiang laughed heartily.
Lin Qi spat out a mouthful of blood to his feet, and hummed: "Fuck off, fight with Lao Tzu for so long, this is the ability of the Great Sect?"
"You look for death!" Wang Zhong was furious, eager to fight.
Lin Qi secretly praised in his heart, this kid's acting skills have gradually grown during this time, although everyone does not say a word, but the cooperation is quite tacit.
Even if this bottle of Returning Qi Pill is a reward for him, he will not need to return it when he returns to the station in the future.
Seeing that the battle was rising again, the person in charge of the martial arts dojo stretched out his hand and said, "If you want to fight, continue to apply for the competition." Do you understand?
"No comparison! I have one more game, and I'll play it after it's over.
Lynch waved his hand, asked the person in charge to help him, and sent him into the cultivation room.
But before the person in charge could make a move, a figure ran madly and cursed: "Boy, I killed you and lost my money!" "