Chapter 720

"OK, let go. It's a big deal to lose. Go back and live a hard life, not without it!" Han Zimo was cruel and decided to gamble tomorrow.

Zhang Yitian interrupted him with a restrained smile and reminded him, "don't be so excited first. Later, I'll see what the strength of Mo Wushuang and Wu Xingchen is. If their cultivation is too high, buy them to win. If there is a chance to win, buy me to win."

Han Zimo said he didn't understand. "Elder martial brother, if their accomplishments are too high, don't you go up and hit the stone with an egg? Even if I make money, I won't feel good!"

"What's wrong with winning money?" Zhang Yitian smiled and said with relief, "if I lose the game and you make money, there's nothing bad. At least you make Lingshi, isn't it?"

Zhang Yitian has known about underground black boxing before. In China, the organizers take risks to do this for money. Winning or losing is to make money. The so-called glory is just a disguise to cover up money transactions. It was because of this that Zhang Yitian wanted to open up. Since he couldn't win, he might as well take the opportunity to make a profit, which is better than nothing.

After getting through Han Zimo's ideological work, Zhang Yitian took out 200 Chinese spirit stones as cooperation funds. With the 200 Chinese spirit stones just won by Han Zimo, the gambling capital is as high as 400 Chinese spirit stones. For most students who are not well-off, this spirit stone has been a sky breaking wealth. Many people have never seen so many spirit stones in their life, And now the spirit stone is just a gamble.

Zhang Yitian was still indifferent after the gambling was agreed. For him, the 200 pieces of medium-sized spiritual stones were only a part of the overall wealth of wealth. There were 1300 pieces of medium-sized spiritual stones left in the storage bag. Even if he lost, he would not return to before liberation. It could only be regarded as an investment failure.

After a while, Zhang Yitian finally waited for the long-awaited protagonist. It was Wu Xingchen's turn to play. This man was indeed as rumored. He was extremely arrogant and looked straight on the stage. He looked at his opponent in front with his sword in his hands, and his mouth was full of disdain.

Wu Xingchen was dressed in a white robe, with a height of more than one meter and eight meters. Coupled with his outstanding appearance, he became the prince charming in the eyes of all female students. Just when he appeared, he caused a commotion in the atmosphere off the stage. The female students screamed and shouted, pushing the atmosphere to the highest point.

"Shit, the mainland also pursues stars, but this boy is not as handsome as I am. When I win, I don't know if there will be little fans looking for my signature..." Zhang Yitian was flirting in his heart. While daydreaming, he raised a smile at the corners of his mouth.

Han Zimo, who was sitting on the side, was not so calm. He still had 400 pieces of Zhongpin Lingshi in his arms. Everyone felt like a bandit, but when he saw Zhang Yitian's calm appearance, he had an unspeakable admiration in his heart.

As far as he knows, Zhang Xuan is not very rich. Therefore, he lives extremely thrifty. Among many instructors in the college, his thrift is famous. He took out 200 pieces of Chinese spirit stones at once. He thought that maybe it was all Zhang Xuan's wealth. Now he put all his eggs in one basket and gambled. He can keep so calm. This state of mind is worth learning from him.

However, Han Zimo didn't know that the poor Zhang Xuan had already died. Now elder martial brother Zhang is someone else, and he has just come to the foreign mainland for a few days. He has made a huge fortune by virtue of his ability, which he can't imagine.

Just as Han Zimo was thinking, a battle broke out on the Wuhun stage

Wu Xingchen's opponent is a young man Xiu, who is not tall, but fat and round. He stood on the stage and formed a sharp contrast with the tall Wu Xingchen. Before he came on the stage, someone under the stage encouraged and shouted that he was a short white gourd, shouting to let the boy admit defeat and save humiliation

In the face of such a passionate scene, it can be imagined how much psychological pressure the man was under. At this time, the competition officially began, but Wu Xingchen stood still and even disdained to look at his opponent. The atmosphere was deadlocked for a time. Finally, male Xiu couldn't bear such oppression and drew his sword and rushed forward.

Looking at his opponent's rush, Wu Xingchen still half squinted, like dozing off. When his opponent rushed forward and waved his sword towards him, Wu Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes and snored coldly: "die!"

Bang

Wu Xingchen didn't pull out his sword. Instead, he held the handle of the sword with one hand, picked up a short and fat man Xiu's sword and flew into the air. Then he suddenly dropped the sword and hit him on his neck with lightning speed. Short and fat man Xiu didn't even react, so he was hit on the ground, holding his neck and moaning.

The battle has just begun. It will end the next second!

After defeating his opponent, Wu Xingchen glanced at the elder's seat, turned around, and walked calmly down the stage in the screams of the female nuns on the scene.

"It's over so soon. I didn't see anything. What's the matter?" Zhang Yitian was full of expectation and deliberately stayed to see Wu Xingchen's real strength, but unexpectedly, he turned his opponent to the ground with one move and couldn't get up again! Looking at the pudgy man Xiu lying on the ground, Zhang Yitian sighed and thought, "this guy is sad enough. This neck must be kept for at least ten days and a half months."

The next few games were quite popular, far more interesting than yesterday's preliminary match. Several pairs of contestants who played one after another showed their strongest strength and played hard. Zhang Yitian also watched with interest. More than an hour passed unconsciously, and finally it was mo Wushuang's turn to take the stage.

Compared with Wu Xingchen's pretending indifference, Mo Wushuang is an out and out iceberg beauty, giving people a feeling that strangers are not close. It is an internal indifference, but it is not disgusting, but it is very cold. Of course, this is Zhang Yitian's judgment from a man's point of view. As for what the nun thinks, I don't know.

"Finally it's the goddess's turn to play. After waiting so long, it's just to see my unparalleled tutor, ha ha..." a man nearby suddenly committed a flower mania and grinned foolishly.

Looking at the eager look on man Xiu's face, Zhang Yitian felt a chill in his heart and thought, "this goods is too unrelenting. People are not your wife. They are so excited!"

Before Wu Xingchen came on the stage, the hot scene appeared again. But this time, the most excited people were male nuns. Although there were female nuns, there were few. It can be seen how strong Mo's unparalleled personal charm is.

The atmosphere of the scene was higher and higher. On the stage, Mo Wushuang was used to it. She looked at her opponent coming from afar. Her opponent is a little girl, but compared with Mo's unparalleled temperament, the little girl's aura is much weaker, even a little cowardly.

Under the great pressure of the mountain, the little girl walked onto the stage with difficulty, stood opposite Mo Wushuang, and timidly shouted, "elder martial sister Mo!"

Mo Wushuang said nothing. He just nodded his head and said, "let's start!"

Just when everyone thought the little girl would draw her sword and fight, she heard her say, "elder martial sister Mo, I admit defeat!"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly dropped to the freezing point, and the noise suddenly stopped. Everyone stopped talking. As an opponent, Mo Wushuang frowned and taught: "as a monk, when facing an opponent, even if you know that you are not an opponent, you should pull out your sword to decide the victory, rather than surrender, which is not good for your future cultivation."

The little girl almost didn't cry. She bowed her head and said, "elder martial sister Mo, I understand what you said, but I know very well that it's a miracle to get to this step. If the opponent is not you, maybe I still have the courage to fight, but the person I face is you. I really don't have the bottom gas to draw the sword."

"Sorry!"

The little girl lowered her head, bowed slightly, turned around and stepped down. She won without a fight.

There was a sigh under the stage. No one expected that the result would be like this. All the elders, including the elders on the elder table, looked confused. This is the first contestant to admit defeat since the beginning of the grand contest. After initial amazement, they had a heated discussion on this matter.

"I'll go and another one will surrender. It's a white wait. Alas..." with a long sigh, Zhang Yitian didn't want to see any more. He got up and walked down the stage.

Zhang Yitian stayed because he wanted to see how powerful the two players who were passed on with extraordinary skills and talents were. He was disappointed twice in a row, and he despised the other players, so he decided to leave first.

This time Han Zimo didn't leave with him, but he caught up and asked a question, "elder martial brother, will you win the bet tomorrow, or Wu Xingchen?"

Zhang Yitian frowned and thought for a while before answering, "I didn't see anything just now. I don't know the way of Wu Xingchen. However, if you believe me, I will fight tomorrow. Even if I can't win, I will draw with him, so that we won't lose money."

Being able to say these words shows that Zhang Yitian is still very confident, at least not afraid of Wu Xingchen. But he didn't give Han Zimo a clear answer after all. It depends on how Han Zimo understands his words.

Patted Han Zimo on the shoulder. Zhang Yitian smiled meaningfully and walked away step by step.

Returning to the cave, Zhang Yitian went straight to the secret room and wanted to break through the current state before the start of the competition tomorrow. Just when he planned to enter the alchemy room, Xiaohei and Xiaohua, who had been sleeping for many days, woke up one after another. Originally, it was nothing, but to Zhang Yitian's surprise, their boundary had been improved.

Before, Xiaohei and Xiaohua were six level spirit beasts. Now they have improved to a small level, and their strength is comparable to the seven weight monk. Looking at the two advanced spirit beasts, Zhang Yitian's mouth raised a smile full of joy.

"Come on, this blood sucking pill is for you!" the spirit beast advanced and made Zhang Yitian feel happy. He took out several pills and handed them over.

The last time Zhang Yitian fed the spirit beast was the animal feeding pill, and he gave them all at once. Now he had no extra animal feeding pill, so he took out two body quenching pills and rewarded them as snacks.

Fortunately, the spirit beast didn't pick his mouth. As long as it was a pill, they all liked it. Xiaohua stretched out his tongue and licked it, took away three pills. Xiaohei then fell down, opened his mouth, picked up one, swallowed it on his back, swallowed it three times in a row, and then ate all three pills. After that, he burped.