Chapter 184

"Good!"

After a long time, amazing applause and cheers broke out under the stage. This is the glory of ancient style, which resounds through the whole martial arts field again.

In countless applause and cheers, the ancient wind slowly put away his posture with a smile on his face.

With a wave of his little hand, he pocketed a top-grade kyanite hill in the sky. He laughed and said, "what kind of shit genius disciple, in my opinion, is simply vulnerable! It's too much to think of taking my crown. "

The ancient wind looked at the two teenagers under the battle platform and ridiculed them heartily. Because just now these two people were so arrogant and arrogant that they dared to rob his crown in public. It was too much deception.

"Good! The ancient wind is invincible, and the ancient wind has the power of famine! " There were still crazy applause and cheers.

Bai Changlao and Nangong Zheng showed a smile on their faces. Wuliangzong people put down a hanging heart and cheered for the ancient style. Such an evil person is their younger martial brother. They feel very proud.

Especially the snot baby Zhang Shun, he is a very hard-working and bloody person and never easily convince people, but with the exception of ancient customs, he is convinced from head to head.

"Ha ha! Xiaowa, I'm optimistic about you. Hurry to win another game. These yuan spars are mine! " There was also the black middle-aged God who laughed loudly. Yuanjingshi had entered his bag. He didn't need to hide anything. It was estimated that it would be easy to defeat another person with the strength of ancient style.

"Shit! This is a liar. What do you say about the mysterious boy who won or lost? He must know a lot about the strength of ancient customs, so he set up a bureau to deceive us. " Some people were dissatisfied and questioned loudly.

"Yes, this is a liar, but also for our yuanjingshi." A group of people began to quit and asked for the ball to return their spar. "

However, at this time, another voice sounded and roared with disdain: "you deserve it. Who makes you too greedy? Are you all pig brains? Since he believes that two teenagers will win, how dare he open the odds so high? Is it because he really has too many yuan spars to spend? "

The crowd followed the prestige, and it was the middle-aged man who said he would gamble with the divine uncle. He first put 500 on two mysterious teenagers, and then put 100000 top-grade crystal stones on the ancient style.

"Hum! It is clear that he is bewitching and inducing us! " Some people refused and began to contradict.

"Thanks to you, you are still a monk, so you can't firm your heart. A few understatement words from others can control your thinking and judgment. What else do you practice? " The middle-aged man spoke again and hit a large group of people.

As soon as this remark was made, there was no more noise, and someone began to reflect. Uncle God's words are indeed full of charm, but the key is that he is too greedy, which is the trick.

Of the 5.6 million people, isn't there 40% who haven't bet? Even among the people who bet, 20% are very rational, not confused and follow the ancient style.

This shows that uncle Shen didn't do everything at all. These people bet so much on two mysterious teenagers, which can only prove that they are not firm enough, unstable and can't blame others.

"Ha ha, you don't have to lose heart. Isn't there another person who didn't play? Everything has not been decided yet. You still have the possibility of turning over! " Uncle Shenling laughed again and didn't feel embarrassed for hurting so many people.

"Hum!" Many people gave a cold hum and wanted to repair the middle-aged God. It's too cheap.

Another teenager came on stage, his eyes full of anger at the ancient style. He said to the old wind, "you're lucky. I won't be merciful this time. I'll give you back all the shame you put on my junior brother. Remember my name. My name is Shang Yu. I will become a nightmare that you can't forget all your life. "

"Cut! Another big talker, be careful to flash your tongue. " Before the ancient wind could speak, his loyal supporters began to scold.

"Hehe, it doesn't hurt. I'll let him taste the pain of his younger martial brother." Gu Feng smiled and ignored Shang Yu.

"Hum! It's no use saying more. I'll see you later! " Shang Yu turned around and ignored the ancient customs. Instead, he arched his hand to the old man in grey robe on the podium: "please help me to suppress my cultivation. I will not lose face to the senior. I want to get back my junior brother's shame."

Surprisingly, the grey robed old man didn't agree immediately, but hesitated.

Seeing his master's hesitation, Shang Yu immediately became worried. He shouted again: "master, please suppress the disciple's cultivation. The disciple will shed shame on the younger martial brother!"

"Ah! Just, when you wait to act, you should be restrained! " The grey robed old man sighed and waved his hand again. Just now the talisman appeared again, sending out a dazzling golden light, enveloping Shang Yu and suppressing his cultivation.

Seeing that his master finally made a move, Shang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "thank you, master. I won't humiliate you." Shang Yu didn't understand what the old man in grey robe meant. He was very happy to see the master's willingness to do it.

"Hey!" The grey robed old man sighed again. He really didn't have much confidence in his apprentice.

"Come on, antique. Today I'll show you what real genius is!" Shang Yu roared, which is about to officially compete with the ancient style.

"Can I be afraid of you? If anyone loses, he will take a detour in the future! " The old wind drank so much that he refused to bow his head at all.

"As you wish!"

At this moment, Shang Yu began to close his eyes and condense his momentum. The ancient wind was also not idle. He also roared up to the sky, and the flames of war soared all over his body again. His anger had been ignited and his combat power soared in an instant.

The two peerless geniuses are going to fight again. The audience of 5.6 million held their breath again, waiting for their fierce blow.

After about ten breaths, their momentum had almost climbed to the top. Shang Yu took a gentle step forward and whispered: "step out, the wind and cloud will fade!"

Dong!

With the fall of his step, the battle platform trembled slightly. Behind him, the strong wind began to blow, and the rolling sand began to sweep the battle platform. The scene was extremely frightening.

He raised his feet again and whispered, "two steps out, all ghosts tremble!"

Dong!

This step fell again, and all kinds of ghosts began to emerge behind him, teeth and claws, ferocious and terrible, as if from the 18th floor of hell.