Supreme Emperor of Swords

Just when everyone felt sorry for Liang Feixue, suddenly, unexpected changes that no one had thought of, at this time, appeared in a jaw-dropping–

Fatty suddenly stopped dodging.

He took the three strokes with the long sword and Liang Feixue in his hand. Then he took the opportunity to open the distance and waved his hand in a hurry. “Stop! Stop! Don’t fight, don’t fight, my mom, I dying I am starving to death. If I don’t eat anything, I will starve to death. Forget it, you won, don’t fight…”

Between the words, I actually jumped directly from arena.

The crowd saw that the dead Fatty was like a wild dog, and couldn’t wait to rush to the player’s rest preparation area. From the bag of own, a golden yellow crispy roast chicken with a seductive scent appeared. I ripped open three or two and frantically slammed into the mouth of own.

“Your sister…” Ding Hao couldn’t help but with a black line on his forehead.

This is what kind of Ah?

Liang Feixue stood on the arena.

This always low-key [Seven Righteous Alliance] second child, apparently did not expect that the end will eventually win the final victory in this way, a pair of red phoenix eyes, revealing a look of laughter.

After a brief silence, there was a burst of laughter around the arena.

The Yellow Garment North Institute’s representatives each and everyone bowed their heads and wanted to find a place to sneak in. This dead Fatty, really an Innate Foodie, actually lost the chain at this time, but lost the face of the entire Yellow Garment North Institute. Ah, it’s too shameful, too shameless!

Always with this Foodie [Jiao is not separated from Meng, Meng is not out of focus] beautiful young Lin Xin, at this time also sitting in the rest area, eye shows the ominous light staring at Fatty, a pair of slaps, cut off the break, from now on I don’t know this Fatty.

“White Garment Central Institute, Liang Feixue wins!”

The magistrate loudly announced the outcome of the final match.

This contest is undoubtedly the most marvel since the start of the Five Institutes Great Competition. People may have expected the ending, but they did not anticipate the process. They did not expect it. The final decision on the outcome of the game was actually “hungry.” “This is the most unreasonable reason.

The White Garment Central Institute’s representatives cheered and greeted Liang Feixue.

The success of Liang Feixue made White Garment Central Institute one step closer to the goal of “two finalists”.

As for Li Muyun?

Although Ding Hao is also very powerful, almost no one thinks that the mysterious and unpredictable, “Seven Righteous Alliance” with King’s position will lose.

Because Li Muyun has absolute strength.

……

“Bet, bet, Five Institutes Great Competition, Li Muyun vs. Ding Hao, and 5 minutes of time, place your bets and hands off the table Ah…”

In some hidden corners of the Martial Practicing Area surrounding, such sounds are continuously heard.

Some people secretly opened a gamble and regarded the Five Institutes Great Competition as an opportunity to collect money. This really attracted a lot of Registered Disciple and even Outer Sect and Inner Sect disciple, and the business was hot.

Of course, the bookmakers who can organize such a gambling, at least the Inquiring Sword Sect’s Inner Sect disciple, are distinguished and credible.

Although Inquiring Sword Sect is absolutely generous for the doorman, providing a variety of cultivate resources, but the resources required for the cultivation Martial Dao are huge and unlimited. Almost any Martial Dao powerhouse is piled up with money and resources, the poor and Loose Cultivator. It is too difficult to get out of the head.

Through various assessments in Sect, set bets, convergence of money, is one of the favorite ways of many Inner Sect disciple.

Moreover, sect rules, not to gamble.

“Hey, there is 5 minutes of time, Senior Brother Ding’s game is going to be born, what do you pull me here?” Zhang Fan looked at Wang Xiaoqi with dissatisfaction, and the two sneaked in the crowd.

“嘿嘿, of course, to make a profit.” Wang Xiaoqi 嘿嘿 thief laughs, eyes moving back and forth on several stalls.

Zhang Fan heard the words and cautiously suggested: “You want to bet? Don’t pay for it.”

“Hey, how can I pay?” Wang Xiaoqi has already selected one of the largest stalls at this time, squeezing in, very familiar: “boss, talk about odds, Senior Brother Ding and Senior Brother Li Whose odds are higher?”

“Ding Hao loses ten, Li Muyun loses one, and places your bets and hands off the table!” The stall owner greeted enthusiastically.

Zhang Fan asked in the fog: “Uh? What do you mean?”

Feelings The Hunter teenager is too simple to know what the odds are.

Wang Xiaoqi patiently explained a few words, Zhang Fan suddenly angered: “What? Look down on Senior Brother Ding? The odds are so high? Xiaoqi, we will press Senior Brother Ding, how much do you have?”

Wang Xiaoqi A glimpse, didn’t expect Hunter, the teenager changed so quickly, and immediately took out a few gold tickets from his arms, and a lot of golden leaves, thrown on the stalls, shouted: “gold ten thousand two, pressure Ding Hao wins!”

Zhang Fan and the people around him went to suck in a cold breath.

One thousand two?

This make a move is too wide, right?

The eyes of the stall owner laughed into a flower: “This brother make a move really generous, Inquiring Sword Sect fair gold ticket? No problem, just one thousand two, here’s the betting slip, you collect it!”

Wang Xiaoqi enjoyed the shocked eyes and plucked his credentials.

Zhang Fan suddenly added a lot to him: “Xiaoqi, you have confidence in Senior Brother Ding, I also believe that Senior Brother Ding will win, then you will get rich.”

Wang Xiaoqi smiled and said: “Not me, it is us, and Senior Brother Ding, this is two thousand, if we win the money, we are equally divided.”

Zhang Fan was shocked: “How is this going? I am not a tael of silver…”

“I can do it.” Wang Xiaoqi took Zhang Fan and got out of it. He couldn’t help but say: “Go back, Senior Brother Ding’s game is going to be born, we must cheer for Senior Brother Ding.”

“Good.” When it comes to this matter, Zhang Fan is also anxious.

“Hey, hehe…” After a few steps, Wang Xiaoqi suddenly hugged his stomach: “dying, stomach hurts, I want to diarrhea, you must go back and cheer for Senior Brother Ding, I went to the latrine, and later came… …”

Zhang Fan did not suspect him, swearing, separating the crowd and heading toward No. 1 arena.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was far away, Wang Xiaoqi smiled and returned to the previous stall. In the eyes of everyone who was shocked and envious, he threw 30,000 tael of gold and laughed loudly: “Fast and fast, thirty thousand two Press Li Muyun Senior Brother to win, boss, give me your credentials!”

Speaking, Wang Xiaoqi walked out of the crowd with a smile.

“Hey, Senior Brother Ding, although I also believe in you, but businessmen can’t hang on a tree. I want to make money. When I make money, everyone can share it. Don’t blame me. You have no confidence.”

Say, collect your credentials and rush towards No. 1 arena.

==============