Under One Person: Let me beat up the Heavenly Master? You have to pay extra!

The two of them were so angry that they had to wait for the next day.

The purple-haired girl retorted, "Forget it, fat guy. You put all your money on that little girl. Do you have too much money and nowhere to spend it?"

Lu Lingfeng recognized the two men. The fat guy was Canglong, a guy who was engaged in intelligence gathering.

The purple-haired girl was Bai Shixue, a money-grubber. She opened the competition odds for the Luotian Dajiao on the Internet.

So the content of the quarrel between the two was probably that the casino owner did not allow gamblers to place bets, and did not allow him to place bets that were sure to lose, which was a bit weird.

To put it bluntly, the so-called odds were to bet on who would be the final winner, and each player had different odds.

This was one of the main purposes of Lu Lingfeng coming to Longhu Mountain. The opportunity to make a fortune was coming.

Lu Lingfeng immediately came over, and Zhang Chulan happened to come over from the other side.

Canglong and Bai Shixue stopped arguing when they saw Lu Lingfeng and Zhang Chulan coming over.

Bai Shixue immediately told them how to play the game of the gambling table she opened, and invited the two to place bets.

Lu Lingfeng took Bai Shixue's tablet and checked the winning odds of each alien. Zhang Chulan also came over to watch the fun.

However, when Zhang Chulan saw that his odds were 100 to 1, he couldn't help but complain, "Damn, why are my odds so high?"

Canglong laughed at the side and said, "Who made you so cool in the first match, overthrowing the sky."

"But the person next to you is the favorite to win the championship now." Bai Shixue pointed at Lu Lingfeng and added.

Lu Lingfeng took a look at his winning odds, which were the same as Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing and others, all 1 to 1.

Bai Shixue also explained, "This is the odds given without knowing whether you, Boss Lu, have enough talismans. Otherwise, it will be even lower."

At this time, Canglong came over and asked Lu Lingfeng for information. After all, he was an intelligence agent and naturally wanted to know more.

Zhang Chulan saw another familiar name on the list, "Jia Zhengliang, his odds are also 1 to 1."

Canglong immediately explained to the two that Jia Zhengliang, like Lu Lingfeng, was the dark horse of this conference, and his Twelve Weapons Immortal Slaying Flying Knife was very effective.

Zhang Chulan reminded Lu Lingfeng that with Jia Zhengliang's attitude towards Lu Lingfeng, he might make trouble for him.

Lu Lingfeng actually didn't take it to heart at all. With Jia Zhengliang's mind, he could only be a small fish and shrimp, and there was no chance to threaten him.

Lu Lingfeng asked Bai Shixue casually, "What is the maximum bet you can make on this handicap?"

Bai Shixue paused when she heard Lu Lingfeng's words. In her opinion, Lu Lingfeng was extremely confident in his own strength and was ready to go all in on himself.

Bai Shixue replied, "This is actually just an entertainment betting, I won't bet too much, the most I can bet is 200,000 at most."

Lu Lingfeng nodded when he heard this, but did not continue to say that he wanted to bet.

At this time, Canglong reminded, "Let's gather quickly, we will draw lots for the next round of opponents soon."

A group of people hurried to the gathering place, and at this time, 4 large screens had been erected at the gathering place.

In the next few days, these four large screens will broadcast the games of the four venues respectively.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was already standing on the high platform, saying that everyone had worked hard after a day of fighting, and finally 32 people were selected to participate in tomorrow's game.

Next, these 32 people will draw lots to decide who their opponents will be tomorrow.

Zhang Chulan was the first to draw his opponent for tomorrow. The label had three big characters: Shan Shitong.

Feng Xingtong came over immediately and said after seeing Zhang Chulan's opponent: "You actually drew the Green Talisman God Shan Shitong."

"The talismans passed down from his family can seal other people's meridians, and they don't need a lot of preparation in advance, so they are extremely difficult to deal with."

"So in the first match against his three opponents, they didn't even last two minutes."

Feng Xingtong seemed to be here to join in the fun, but in fact, he was here to provide information for Zhang Chulan.

Feng Xingtong originally wanted to say that Shan Shitong was already the strongest player in this competition, but it was a pity that Lu Lingfeng appeared this time.

Lu Lingfeng's talisman level was what opened everyone's eyes.

Zhang Chulan complained helplessly, "Why is there another one who uses talismans?"

At this time, a faint voice came from behind Zhang Chulan, "What did the one who uses talismans do to you? You are so resentful."

The one who can say this is naturally Lu

Lingfeng, Zhang Chulan immediately broke out in cold sweat on his back, turned around and said flatteringly: "I, Zhang Chulan, admire the masters of talismans the most in my life."

After saying this, Zhang Chulan suddenly had an idea and seemed to have thought of something, and immediately came to Lu Lingfeng's side, "Boss, you said you have so many talismans, lend me two of them."

If he could get talismans from Lu Lingfeng, then his chances of winning would be greatly increased.

In fact, in the competition of Luotian Dajiao, except for the talisman master who would use the talisman he drew himself, the rest of the aliens would not use external forces such as talismans.

When aliens compete with each other, this behavior of relying on the external forces of others is despised by people.

But who is he, Zhang Chulan? Not shaking Bilian! Will he care about other people's attitudes?

Besides, the conference only said that hot weapons are not allowed to be used, and it did not say that talismans given by others are not allowed to be used.

Lu Lingfeng saw through Zhang Chulan's thoughts at once, and refused with a frown: "No."

Wait for Zhang Chulan to take his talisman to embarrass himself, and someone will definitely scold him.

He doesn't care about face, but it doesn't mean he likes to be scolded.

Zhang Chulan continued to beg, "Please, boss, if it doesn't work, just give me two of your pants-taking-off talismans."

Lu Lingfeng was so upset that he couldn't help but scold: "I'll say it one last time, my talisman is called the Thousand-pound Leg-Falling Talisman, not the Pants-Taking-Off Talisman."

In the end, Lu Lingfeng couldn't stand Zhang Chulan's soft and hard nagging, and was asked to take away two talismans.

But he didn't suffer a loss, these two talismans were Zhang Chulan's annual salary.

Soon Lu Lingfeng finished drawing lots, and several people around him gathered around, wanting to see who Lu Lingfeng's next opponent would be.

Some people even mourned for Lu Lingfeng's next opponent. After all, the miserable situations of Lu Lingfeng's three opponents in the first match were still vivid in their minds.

Lu Lingfeng peeled off the signature paper with two fingers, and the name on it immediately caught his eye.

He couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Damn, how could it be her?"

If Lu Lingfeng were to say now, the person he least wanted to meet among all the opponents present might be her.

Three big characters on the signature paper were particularly eye-catching:

Lu Linglong!