Imperial Heavenly Demon Monarch

He weighed the cloth bag in his hand and looked at Yong Shoulu who fell in front of him, Zhao Sheng couldn't help feeling very good.

It is not easy to meet such a strange flower.

One hundred Spirit Stones is definitely not a small number. Who would let Cyan Sect's Outer Sect Disciple receive only 20 Spirit Stones per month? I just don't know, when Yong Shoulu wakes up and finds that he is missing a hundred Spirit Stones, will he be furious.

Standing up and carrying Yong Shoulu's body onto the bed in his bedroom.

In the future, I need to squeeze the wool. If I catch a cold and get sick, the hair grows slowly, that’s not good.

Raising his eyebrows, Zhao Sheng directly sit cross-legged on a futon, running Sovereign Profound Heavenly Art, and transporting the alcohol in the body directly out of the body.

Taking out the disguising props that had been used for a long time, Zhao Sheng began to apply the Appearance Changing Technique to his face.

After time it takes to burn a stick of incense, "Yong Shoulu" walked out of his room and moved towards Cyan Sect and went straight to Martial Hall. Of course, if it is more accurate, he moved towards the small competition Martial Hall next to Martial Hall and went straight.

"Stop! Who are you? Didn't you see the word idler stop here?!" A woman's voice with a little tart and mean sounded, blocking the path of "Yong Shoulu".

After looking at the woman and showing a kind smile: "Sister Azi, right? Senior Brother Long asked me to come."

In this small building, yes A small competition Martial Hall with the same nature as underground. Black. Boxing. If a newcomer wants to walk in without an acquaintance to lead the way, or the person who organized this small competition Martial Hall to come forward, it is definitely difficult to walk in.

So there is no acquaintance to lead the way, and no one comes forward, just calm and composed standing here, of course, is not a real mediocre, but easy to live Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng from the previous life, but he has been here many times, and he is naturally familiar with the rules here.

Sister Azi is one of the gatekeepers of this small competition Martial Hall.

Senior Brother Long? It is a non-existent person. But it can be said to be a secret sign of this organization.

"Oh? Please come in." After the woman took a curious look, she glanced all around, then opened the door and put Zhao Sheng, who was Yi Rong Cheng Yong Shoulu, in.

After passing three gates one after another, Zhao Sheng's eyes suddenly brightened up. Then an extremely loud noise came out.

Night is the most lively time of the small competition Martial Hall.

"Fight! Kill him!" "Have you hard! Didn't you or he eat!"

"I bought you three hundred Spirit Stones, how can you lose? Got it! You or him!"

The corners of your mouth are twitched gently, looking at the bloody fighting people on the ring, and those standing in the sky, blushing and roaring with thick necks. men and women.

I think Zhao Sheng was a member of the stands. He will also lose the Spirit Stone thoroughly or earn a lot of money because of a game, and he will also scream because of the player's defeat or victory.

I just can't think of a new life, Zhao Sheng is no longer standing in the stands, but is about to appear in the ring.

"en? Who are you?" A little brother at the registration desk saw the sudden appearance of "Yong Shoulu" and couldn't help but hurriedly asked.

"I was introduced by Senior Brother Long to participate."

"Oh? Then I don't know if you want to participate in the weapon group or the boxing group?"

"Let’s go to the fist group, just come to see if my fists and feet are rusty, there is no need to use the knife to grab it."

Zhao Sheng originally wanted to participate in the weapon group, but he was disguised. Subject, but one who uses a long stick.

"Okay, then you fill in this form, and then go to the waiting area to wait. I will call you when I get to you." The little brother handed a form to Zhao Sheng. At a glance, the list involves nothing more than some basic issues such as cultivation base.

After writing in twos or twos, Zhao Sheng walked to the staging area and waited.

"One hundred Spirit Stones, every time you buy yourself to win, it only takes three or four games, you should be able to get enough Spirit Stones."

That’s it. Minutes passed by.

"The name is Qilin, heroes, who are the two? Come out!" At the gate of the staging area, a plump, curvy woman stood there, shouting two names.

No matter how hot the atmosphere is, it is just an underground organization after all. Even with Sect's acquiescence, it is definitely not just and honourable.

So everyone who participates in the competition here will choose to use a code.

And Qilin is the code name Zhao Sheng used for himself. What he dissolves is Yong Shoulu, the result of homophony will naturally cause the arm to be like a code name.

Standing up, Zhao Sheng glanced at the hero who stood up almost at the same time.

This hero has that kind of short hair that is a bit long in the front, and has a handsome face, beautiful features, and extremely handsome.

In this underground stage, there is an unwritten rule, that is, both sides of the competition cannot talk to each other from beginning to end. Otherwise, it will be directly judged negative.

So the two of them just stared at each other coldly, and did nothing else.

"Follow me." The plump woman said, twisting her hips and moving towards the ring.

At the same time, in this space, a voice rang.

"The third ring, boxing group. Qilin, Acquired post-cultivation base. Hero, Innate Realm Initial Stage cultivation base. The game starts after time it takes to burn a stick of incense, and the betting has started."

"Wow~" The originally extremely noisy space suddenly became even more noisy after the sound of this sound.

"Innate's acquisition of Acquired again? Is this to give us a Spirit Stone? I didn't catch up with this good thing last time. I can't miss it this time."

"Yes, and you look at them like that. The Acquired guy has a vain face and looks like a kidney deficiency."

"Walk around, I will crush the hero with all his wealth. Only. It's a pity...the odds are definitely not very high."

"Hey, you can be content if you make some money. No matter what, this is more than the Spirit Stone you get in a month. Go away, for a while. I can’t buy it."

In the eyes of these people, Acquired cultivation base and Innate cultivation base have the difference between Heaven and Earth.

"Can I bet?" Zhao Sheng walked to one of the four betting stations and deliberately lowered his voice.

"Huh? Here, if the contestants want to place a bet, they can only place themselves, you..." Suddenly Qilin, who is regarded by everyone as a loser, came to him, this The little brother in charge couldn't help but get taken aback. He thought that Qilin came to ask, or he wanted to buy his opponent to win.

"What are my odds?" Zhao Sheng certainly would not buy his opponent to win.

Furthermore, to buy an opponent with an Innate cultivation base to win, even if a hundred Spirit Stones are all down, how much can you win?

The little brother glanced at the data recorded in front of him, and then replied: "One loses five."

"His...It's pretty high, come on, this is one A hundred Spirit Stones, I will buy them all and I will win."

Looking at Zhao Sheng, this little brother in charge thought he had misheard: "What? You say it again? You want to buy and you win? "

"Yes, I will buy and I will win."