The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1322

Time passed quietly, and the night faded away without interest.

In the early morning, the morning light sprinkled down from the sky, and the extraordinary aura in Xiaoyaomen rose to the sky with the dawn.

"The ranking martial arts meeting is today."

"It's a pity... My disciples cannot enter the main peak, so we can only guess the battle situation based on the ranking of the steles." Inside the Xiaoyao Sect, at this moment, the disciples of the sect left their caves and mansions one after another.

Every ranking martial arts meeting, although the ranking on the Xiaoyao Monument has not changed much, it is still a major event in the sect. Almost all disciples of the sect will gather under the main peak of the Xiaoyao Monument.

At the front of the Xiaoyao Monument, a fat man with a round face, wearing the robe of an inner disciple, stood out from the crowd.

"Brothers, I am Zhang Yu."

"The Xiaoyao Monument Ranking Martial Arts Meeting is held by our sect every year. I believe everyone here knows each other. There are still two hours before the Ranking Martial Arts Fair will start. Don't wait until it's too late."

In front of the stele, this piece of jade had a smile on his face and glanced at everyone around him.

The eyes of all the people around were brightened at this moment, obviously they all knew it well.

"Senior brother Zhang, two thousand magic crystals, the younger brother bet that the ranking of the top seven this year will not change." Among the crowd in front of him, a short disciple with a strange smile on his face stepped forward slowly, Drop a storage ring.

In front of the stele, Zhang Yu immediately looked disgusted when he saw the visitor.

"Senior Brother Wang, even if you guessed correctly for the ranking of the top seven, you will only get two hundred compensation for two thousand magic crystals. Why do you come every year?" Zhang Yu was very impressed with the person in front of him.

Every year when the martial arts competition starts, this guy wins two hundred magic crystals from him unshakably. Although it is not a lot, it is enough to be annoying.

"Tch, what do you know, I call it strategizing."

"Two hundred magic crystals, isn't he fragrant?" The senior brother Wang in front of him showed a smile on his face. The ranking of the top seven of the Xiaoyao Monument will not change. The two hundred magic crystals are like picking up for nothing. would be easily missed.

Two hundred a year, two thousand ten years, twenty thousand magic crystals in one hundred years, that is definitely a lot.

In front of the Xiaoyao Monument, Zhang Yu was speechless for a moment when he heard the words.

The surrounding sect disciples glanced away at this time, and most of them couldn't help showing contempt in their eyes.

"A low-grade ancient artifact. I think Senior Sister Jiang from Zifeng can be ranked among the top ten in the Xiaoyao Monument."

"Three thousand magic crystals, the disciple of Master Nangong's uncle, can save his life this time."

"Five thousand magic crystals, I bet that the disciple of Master Nangong's uncle won't survive today..."

"..."

The people around them also hurriedly opened their mouths at this moment, saying that the magic crystal, the ancient artifact, the most variable among them, Wuyu was the new disciple of Master Nangong's uncle.

Most of the previous ones died on the spot, but there were also a few who saved their lives, but their cultivation bases were all crippled, and they ended up being expelled from Xiaoyaomen. Nangong Xie basically didn't pay attention to such things.

If not, he would not fail to receive disciples.

"Senior Brother Wang, two thousand magic crystals, an ancient artifact, how much can I pay for the new disciple of Master Nangong's uncle to win the first place in the ranking?" At this moment, a soft voice came from the crowd in front of him.

As soon as this remark came out, there was a sudden silence all around.

The disciples of the surrounding sects all turned around at this moment, and followed the voice to look behind.

I saw a woman in a red gown with a child beside her, walking through the crowd and walking slowly towards the front of the Xiaoyao Monument.

"Hiss! Is this girl crazy?"

"Even if you are still an outer disciple, you are very familiar with ranking martial arts."

"However... Putting this matter aside, if a newly promoted uncle really won the first place." For a while, the disciples of the surrounding sect were discussing a lot.

You know, the more difficult it is to happen, the more terrifying the odds will be.

In front of the Xiaoyao Monument, that Zhang Yu is in the Xiaoyaomen, and he is not an unknown person. He can open a bet in the sect, and naturally there is the acquiescence of the sect's strong behind him.

According to the rules, he must unconditionally accept any form of bet.

"Hahaha, this junior sister has good eyesight. The new disciple of Master Nangong's uncle was able to break into the top ten of the Xiaoyao Monument before the martial arts competition started, which shows that this person is extraordinary."

"Brothers, whoever wants to overpower this son, if he wins Zhang, he will be rewarded ten times."

In front of the Xiaoyao Monument, Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing at the moment, and then took the opportunity to speak loudly.

Suppressing that newly promoted uncle is undoubtedly giving him the magic crystal and ancient artifacts for free. This matter can be said to be as good as possible. If there are such fools every year, he will wake up laughing from his dreams.

When everyone in the surrounding sects heard the words, they couldn't help but cast a blank look at the person in front, and no one stepped forward at the moment.

"me."

"Young master also wants to suppress, ten thousand magic crystals, a top-grade ancient artifact, can you afford it?"

Among the crowd in front, beside the woman in red, the child who was following at the moment rushed forward and spoke loudly.

"One compensation ten, Zhang's reputation guarantee."

"I'm not afraid to tell you about the betting agreement on the Xiaoyaobei. It was personally approved by the real master. Even if Zhang can't afford it, with the proof of the betting agreement, all senior brothers can go directly to the main peak and ask for it in person. "

Excitement appeared on Zhang Yu's face, and he quickly opened his mouth to publicize again.

This time, there are already people in the crowd in front of them who are ready to move. With such high odds, it is nothing to bet on a hundred magic crystals. What if a miracle happens?

Among the crowd in front, the two who appeared suddenly were obviously Hongyu and the shepherd boy. After they got the betting certificate, they all showed smiles on their faces.

The two undoubtedly had absolute confidence in Ye Fei's strength.

And at this moment, another person from the crowd walked out.

"Two hundred magic crystals, Wang also thinks this junior sister has a good vision." The man who walked out of the crowd first stepped forward again at this moment, and immediately took out two hundred magic crystals.

As soon as he came out, Zhang Yu in front of him suddenly had an unpleasant expression on his face.

"Wang, you are going too far."

"You have been suppressing for nearly ten years. After all, these two hundred magic crystals have won against Zhang. Can you take out more?" Zhang Yu stared at the person in front of him at this moment, and couldn't help but shouted.

It was hard for him to wait for an opportunity to earn some money back, so Zhang Yu naturally didn't want to let it go easily.

The person in front couldn't help chuckling when he heard the words, and waved his hands again and again. In the end, he only took out two hundred magic crystals. After collecting the voucher, he turned and left.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I'll also try pressing a hundred magic crystals."

"If you win, it's not a loss..."

For a while, the disciples of the sect in front suddenly became a sensation. This kind of gambling will be opened every year in the ranking martial arts, and within the sect, it is obvious that as Zhang Yu said, most of them are also tacitly approved by the head of the sect.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots."

"Every year, there is one of the newly promoted uncles on the stone tablet? It would be ridiculous to win." Zhang Yu thought to himself at this moment, but at this moment there was always a gentle smile on his face.

Apart from these disciples, some elders of the main peak, and even master uncles and strong masters, each had a gamble among themselves.

The more powerful the magic cultivator, the greater the value of the bet between each other. It is said that the head master also participated in this matter, so that after the annual ranking martial arts, there will always be a period of silence in the sect.

Although the ranking rarely changes, there will always be some accidents in the hundreds of years. Although the top seven seats in the Xiaoyao Monument will basically not change, the remaining three positions will be rotated from time to time.

Time passed quietly, and the experts from the main peaks of the major sects gradually gathered in Xiaoyao Peak.

But at this time, thousands of miles away from Xiaoyaomen, in the wind valley of the basin, Ye Fei was still blocked within the ancient formation, but inside the formation, his aura was in the air. Constant enhancement.

Xiaoyao Gate, the main peak of Xiaoyao.

In front of the main hall at the top of the peak, there is an extremely wide stone platform. At this moment, many powerful people from the surrounding sects have gathered.

"He... really didn't show up." In the distance on the right side of the stone platform, Jiang Xueyan, Zifeng's core disciple, couldn't help but smile after glancing around.

As long as Ye Fei doesn't show up, she will be able to return to the list of Xiaoyaobei.

Not long after, on the stone platform at the top of the peak, the three Yu Suqing siblings, the former Situ Feng, appeared on the top of the peak at the same time, followed by several other ranking talents.

On the top of the main peak, in the hall far away at this moment, the six masters and uncles of Xiaoyaomen soon appeared in front of everyone.

On the stone platform, several Tianjiao disciples immediately stood in awe.

"Disciple, I have met Master."

"Meet Master Uncle..."

In front, Yu Suqing and others hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects. Their master was one of the six people in front, and the others were obviously at the level of sect masters and uncles.

The leader, with a well-proportioned figure, was dressed in a light-patterned robe, with long hair tied behind his back. He was standing with his hands behind his back, and there was a wordless sense of majesty between his brows. The invisible force of coercion.

"I'll wait, see the head."

The nine people in front then bent over and raised their hands, all showing respectful expressions in their eyes.

And at this moment, in the great hall far away, a figure appeared at the same time. This person was dressed in a purple robe, with extremely strange purple hair, his appearance was extremely calm, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

At the same time as he walked out, his figure flickered, and he appeared in the crowd of disciples in front of him instantly.

The appearance of this purple-clothed man made the terrifying oppressive force around him seem to be pierced by a sharp light, almost disappearing in an instant.

"Disciple, Zifeng, pay homage to Master!" The purple-clothed man's expression was still stern, and he knelt down on the ground at this moment, bowing respectfully to the leader in front of him.

(End of this chapter)