The best golden pupil

Chapter 1032
These three people are actually monks, and they all look good in strength, all of them are strong.

The pale man's name was Zhang Hao. He didn't want to mention his background, as if it was a sad past.

The bald monk, who called himself a monk, seemed to be a disciple of Shaolin Temple, but he didn't want to say more.

And in the late stage of mental retardation, with a silly look, he looks very weak, and looks at everyone with his nostrils, as if I am always taller than you and look down on you.

His name is Li Dong, and it is said that he is a casual cultivator with no background or sect. He has both luck and strength to get to where he is today. Anyway, Ning Tao doesn't like him.

Just like this, if you want to walk on the main road, a thousand people will beat him for walking 100 meters. I really don't know how he survived?

And Ning Tao didn't know why they wanted to participate in the death black contest, but they must have a purpose, otherwise they wouldn't come to such a dangerous place, and they would die easily.

Unbeknownst to them, the other three looked at Ning Tao, which was extremely weird. They all had their own goals, and they had no choice but to participate in the death black game.

And this guy actually beat up the organizers and the bodyguards, forcing them to let him participate. There are really everyone these days, and there are people who want to die and take the initiative.

The atmosphere between the four of them was very strange, and the way they looked at each other felt strange, and they couldn't get along with each other at all.

I don't know how long it took, but anyway, the atmosphere was very bad, and the monk actually spoke, with a wry smile on his face.

"Why are you all competing?"

The other three were all silent when they heard this.

Seeing this, the monk smiled and said: "You also know that the death rate in this match is as high as 99%, that is to say, after the match is over, almost only one person will be alive."

"In other words, if all four of us die, maybe one of us will survive, but the probability is too low."

"So, I think we should take it easy and spit out all our grievances, as the saying goes, don't spit it out quickly."

"Well, I'll go first."

"I am a Shaolin disciple who has returned to the common world. I have traveled through the world of mortals. I have seen through my heart and have no worries. I came here to make money and donate it to the temple. Second, I want to break through myself...!"

The words were very free and easy, without any fear.

Hearing these words, the three of them frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, Zhang Hao said in a deep voice: "I came here because I must make a breakthrough. If you fail, you will be benevolent."

The words are firm, revealing the attitude of seeing death as home.

After a while, Li Dong suddenly said grimly: "I came here more to...bet, as long as I can win a game, I can withdraw and my goal will be achieved."

Hearing this, everyone was thoughtful. This death black game does have such a rule, and it is possible to withdraw midway.

But they came here for the championship, and if they quit after a fight, they didn't have to come here.

In the end, several people turned their attention to Ning Tao. Is there any reason for this strange person who actively seeks death?
Seeing this, Ning Tao smiled lightly, and said, "I came here to prove the monk, to prove the... Tao in my heart."

"I want to use this battle to kill my Dao heart."

"I want to use this battle to strengthen my belief."

"I want to use this battle to lay the foundation for my future peak road!"

The words were unmistakable, majestic and majestic, and the sound of swords and swords was so murderous that the three of them couldn't help but burst their scalps.

The three of them are all monks. If others don't understand, how can they not understand? There is admiration in their eyes.

This person is truly extraordinary, like... a heavenly being.

Wu Sheng and Zhang Hao thought they were not as good as each other, even the proud Li Dong lowered his head, his Taoist heart was not as pure as the other's.

He has found his way.

And they were still lingering at the fork in the road, at a loss.

This is the gap between you and others!
The four of them fell silent again, with bitterness on their faces. When the match started, everything would be doomed.

Live and die.

The noise from the outside world is very noisy, very chaotic, full of violence and blood, which is the darkest side of human nature.

The hearts of several people are very confused, at a loss, unknown...!
clang clang!

Outside, I suddenly remembered a bell ringing, the sound was very crisp, the door of the room was opened, and the figure of the organizer appeared, signaling them... It's time to go on stage.

This person took a deep breath and walked out at the same time. They belonged to the challengers, the party with the least reputation and strength.

The four drew a number plate, which was the order of appearance.

The external host was very passionate, he was a foreigner, he kept setting off the atmosphere, the audience burst into laughter, and kept roaring.

"I invite the first challenger, it's a... strange thing."

When everyone heard it, they couldn't stop laughing, it was really weird.

However, the four people in the back were stunned when they heard the words, and subconsciously looked at the sign in their hands, the number.

"My father killed you...!"

Ning Tao's eyes turned red in an instant, and his face turned blue and red. He was so humiliated that he dared to despise him in public.

The other three hurriedly stopped them, comforting and dissuading them.

"Fellow Daoist...Fellow Daoist, don't be impulsive, it's just a name, it's not like, I'll deal with him later...!"

"Next is the second challenger, who is... a bitch."

Haha... what a challenger this is, the audience laughed.

The four people in the background couldn't help being taken aback, and Zhang Hao subconsciously looked at the number plate, the number.

"Your uncle... I broke you in minutes...!"

"Fellow daoist, fellow daoist... don't be impulsive, it's just a title, we are here to compete, don't care so much."

In fact, Zhang Hao is only pale and looks weak, but he is definitely not a pussy. It is the host who is doing a spoof.

"Next is the third challenger, a second-hand guy."

Li Dong's eyes wanted to breathe fire, and he rushed out immediately, holding a big iron rod, his whole body was full of evil and killing intent.

"Say it again, I will beat you to death!"

The three moved quickly, hugged him firmly, and tried to dissuade him, Wu Sheng was even more earnest.

"Benefactor, it's natural to be calm, calm down...!"

"The next fourth challenger is a monk."

As soon as the words fell, the three of Ning Tao froze and turned to look at the monk. For Shaolin, this word is taboo.

The monk's face darkened, the muscles on his face twitched, and his pupils gradually widened, like an angry King Kong.

"It's okay, it's just a host. Later, he will either make him unable to take care of himself, or send him a blade."

"Amitabha, good, good...!"

Hearing this, the three of Ning Tao had black lines on their heads, and the corners of their mouths twitched. Why do you feel that this monk is more ruthless than the three of them?
Under the eyes of all the people, there was a sharp sarcasm and ridicule.

The four of them walked onto the stage with black faces, their faces were humiliated, they gritted their teeth with hatred, and they felt humiliated all over their bodies.

Slowly raising his head, four pairs of cold and merciless eyes stared at the fat host with a chill and murderous intent.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

(End of this chapter)