Invincible martial arts supreme

Chapter 232 Under the trap, do you dare to bet?

Ji Tian's series of actions and words shocked everyone.

You know, today is not the same as in the past, and Ji Xinghe is here again, who dares to make trouble?Tired of living?

But Ji Tian just slapped the table and stood up, asking Yang Ye to pay back the courtesy, but he even called Ji Xinghe old man Ji, without a trace of respect at all.

What was even more shocking was that Ji Tian bluntly said that his father Ji Xinghe had confessed, and that if it were someone else, a hundred lives would not be enough to die.

Regardless of Ji Tian being Ji Xinghe's son, Ji Xinghe really had the urge to let him not come down in front of a hundred thousand disciples. He used to slap Ji Yun to death and pretend he didn't have this son.

Wu Di was standing next to Ji Yun, and seeing Ji Xinghe's face darken, Wu Di knew that something bad was going to happen, so he still couldn't let Ji Tian continue to mess around.

"Master Ji, Senior Yang just didn't speak. Actually, it's not a big deal, maybe his throat is uncomfortable."

Wu Di raised his hand and patted Ji Tian's shoulder, and Ji Tian was still glaring at Yang Ye, holding the table with both hands as if he was going to fly away.

"Can you bear this?" Ji Tian turned his head and asked Wu Di.

Wu Di grinned and was amused by Ji Tianwen.How can I fix it if I can't bear it?Do you want to lift the table like you?Then I don't want to live today.

"Calm down! It hurts you too much." Wu Di patted Ji Tian's shoulder again, seeing that his cheeks were still puffed up, Wu Di smiled and said, "We are men, men must have a stomach."

Ji Tian blinked in a daze, and then looked at Yang Ye who had a reddish complexion. This guy picked his nose habitually, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes! I'm a man, and I don't know as much as you, a fake man. .”

Cough...cough...!
Yang Ye coughed violently, his face turned even redder.

"Okay! You're dumb and outspoken. If it wasn't for the disciples watching, I would have slapped you a few times."

Seeing that Yang Ye's face was getting redder and redder, Ji Xinghe scolded Ji Tian angrily with his eyes wide open, so as not to let Yang Ye down from the stage, after all, Yang Ye is the Great Elder of the Bliss School.

"Master Ji! Don't blame Mr. Ji, Mr. Wu can see that Mr. Ji is an upright person. This matter...is my fault, and I will apologize to Senior Yang."

Wu Di still knows how to endure. Before he has the strength to compete with Ji Xinghe, he can only endure.

Seeing Wu Di clasped his fists and bowed, Yang Ye still didn't say anything, nor did he clasped his fists in return.

Perhaps because of Ji Tian's relationship, Yang Ye pouted at Wu Di instead, with disdain in his eyes.

It's just that perhaps Yang Ye was still worried about Ji Tian's fooling around, and the disdain in his eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In this scene, Huo Rui and the other seven people couldn't hold back their smiles, they all agreed in unison and muttered in their hearts, Wu Di was really willing to make fun of himself, Yang Ye didn't talk to him before, and now he was rushing to make amends. Don't you just ask for shame.

Looking at Wu Di again, there was no trace of embarrassment on his face this time, and he slowly lowered his clasped hands. Although he still had a smile on his face when he looked at Yang Ye, anyone who looked at that smile felt that there was some murderous intent implied.

These few murderous intentions failed to escape Yang Ye's eyes, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his lips curled up in disdain, completely ignoring the murderous intentions revealed by Wu Di.

Ji Xinghe glanced at Wu Di and Yang Ye, and then coughed lightly: "Cough! Brother Wu, the food and drinks are ready. Come! Let me have a bowl with my brother first."

Wu Di withdrew his gaze from looking at Yang Ye, sat down, picked up the wine bowl, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, it was not until dark that the wine and food on the table were removed.

In the Bliss Sect, thousands of people held torches, illuminating the sect as if it were daytime.

"Brother Wu! In the afternoon, my brother had a whim and arranged a martial arts competition among the disciples of the sect. Are you interested in watching the discussion between the disciples of my Bliss sect?"

Ji Xinghe drank three jars of wine, his complexion turned pale, and asked Wu Di while belching.

Wu Di also accompanied Ji Xinghe for three jars of wine, but his face turned red even though he wasn't drunk, giving the impression that he was [-]% drunk.

At this moment, upon hearing Ji Xinghe's words, Wu Di's eyes flickered slightly, and he snorted coldly in his heart.

Perhaps, Wu Di guessed Ji Xinghe's intention.so what?Since Ji Xinghe is willing to play tricks, Wu Di is also ready to follow up.

"Since it was personally arranged by Sect Master Ji, why should I not look at it?"

"Okay! Hurry, go and get ready."

"Yes!"

Huo Rui stood up, cupped his fists to receive the order, and left the wine table.

Not long after, a hundred people stood neatly about ten meters away from Wu Di and Ji Xinghe's table.

Wu Di's eyes swept over the hundred people one by one, and he hummed coldly in his heart.

These hundred people are all Da Wu Wang, and they have been carefully selected.

Among them, 33 are six-star martial arts kings, 33 are seven-star martial arts kings, and 33 are eight-star martial arts kings.

The last one was young, about the same age as Wu Di, but he was a nine-star martial king.

The young man didn't look at other people, but just stared at Wu Di when he got here, his eyes revealed extremely strong disdain.

And when he saw Wu Di looking at him, the young man grinned, showing a bit of mockery and contempt.

Wu Di smiled faintly, and looked back at Ji Xinghe after looking away.

"Master Ji! The disciples you selected... ha! It's interesting."

Now Wu Di is more sure that Ji Xinghe made such a martial arts competition, not just for him to watch, maybe it is to show him off, or there may be another purpose.

If it's the former, Wu Di has made up his mind, let Ji Xinghe do what he wants, and just sit here and watch.If it was the latter, Wu Di felt that there would really be a good show next.

"Brother Wu, you also find it interesting?" Ji Xinghe's eyes flickered slightly, and then he laughed: "It seems that I was right to arrange a martial arts competition."

Ji Xinghe said it!He nodded to Huo Rui who was in front of the hundred people.

Perhaps the two of them had passed their breath a long time ago, then Huo Rui turned around after cupping his fists and bowed, looked at the hundred great martial kings and said loudly: "You will be divided into four groups, with a limit of quarter of an hour, and the winner of each group will get one prize." Local level martial arts."

With an order, hundreds of people dispersed.There were 25 people in each group, each occupying an open space of 50 meters square, and they fought together in an instant.

In the martial arts contest between the Great Martial Kings, if the difference in cultivation level is not considered a big disparity, let alone a quarter of an hour, even if it takes half an hour, it is absolutely difficult to tell the winner.

However, this contest was obviously premeditated.

Disciples fought each other in the competition field everywhere, and the chaotic battle was quite fierce.However, in just a few minutes, one after another, disciples deliberately got tricked and left the arena.

Just a quarter of an hour later, there were only three of the hundred people left.

Those three people, two eight-star great martial kings, and the remaining one is the only nine-star great martial king boy in the field.

Wu Di looked at the three people in the field, and snorted coldly in his heart, but still with a faint smile on his face, he clasped his fist at Ji Xinghe: "Today, Wu has learned a lot. Lee, I really admire him."

Ji Xinghe didn't open his mouth, but Yang Ye, who had been silent all this time, snorted: "I'll play lip service and flatter my ass."

Wu Di raised his brows slightly, and glanced at Ji Xinghe, seeing that the other party didn't intend to speak, Wu Di snorted coldly in his heart.

Then, Wu Di looked at Yang Ye and smiled coldly: "Elder Yang! You... seem to look down on Wu very much?"

"A mere six-star martial arts king, what qualifications do you have for me to look up to you? My disciple Jiang Yun is about the same age as you, but he has a three-star cultivation level higher than yours. Don't you feel blushing?"

Hearing this, Wu Di laughed: "I am three stars higher than me, is it your capital to show off?"

"Huh?" Yang Ye frowned suddenly, seeing Wu Di's gaze staring at him, Yang Ye said with a half smile: "From what you mean, it seems that you look down on the apprentice I taught. ?Okay! If you can survive three tricks under his hands, I will give you a local martial arts, dare you bet?"

(End of this chapter)