Urban Perspective Little Doctor

@:1640: With self-introduction

Then, after everyone heard the words of the outer monk, they immediately started talking under the martial arts field.

In fact, which of the monks who came to the competition ground was not for the purpose of the competition.

Therefore, after seeing this scene on the competition ground, everyone can't help but look forward to it.

Moreover, the monk on the competition ground is called Jingneng, they all know, is a monk who mainly comes to the competition ground for gambling and fighting.

He is often responsible for pulling people to compete in the martial arts field, allowing everyone to gamble and earn profits.

Moreover, they can often pull some outside cultivators. In this case, everyone does not know each other's strengths. Such a gambling fight is truly interesting.

"Look, I was able to pull another little monk from the outside world. It seems that the little monk is about to be beaten to doubt his life." Some of the monks below the martial arts field began to talk, because few outside monks they saw won. Over.

"Not necessarily. If this monk wins, don't forget that some monks have won."

"Junior Brother, did you deliberately confuse us? After dozens of fights, the outside monk won once."

"Hey, don't blame them, but blame our Sword Sect's brothers for being too strong."

"Haha, haha, I like this sentence."

"..."

At this time, most of the Sword Sect monks laughed directly, because in their perception, the outside monks were far inferior to their Sword Sect monks. Therefore, their Sword Sect monks were always better than the outside monks. Be stronger.

At this moment, Pang Feng couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard the Sword Sect monk's discussion on the martial arts field.

"It seems that I'm going to teach them a lesson, otherwise, I, the elder Ke Qing, will have a name." Pang Feng said with a sneer in his heart.

At this moment, I could only see some people talking, but no one came up, so I couldn't help but urge again. "Senior brothers, is anyone willing to fight this monk?"

"I come!"

At this time, when the voice of Jing Neng fell, a voice rang directly, and then a young monk stood up directly.

After that, the monk jumped up directly, jumped onto the competition field, and nodded when he looked at Pang Fenghe.

"Challenge fee, ten thousand spiritual stones." At this moment, he was able to look at the visitor and say.

Of course, the other party obviously knew the rules, so he directly took out ten thousand spirit stones and handed them to Jing Neng.

After he was able to get the money, he couldn't help looking at Pang Feng and then whispered: "When the fight is over, you will be divided into half."

After Pang Feng heard what Jingneng said, he directly chose to ignore the five thousand spirit stones, he still didn't care, but Pang Feng couldn't help knowing that he was being used by the other party.

Afterwards, Pang Feng gave a sneer, and began to plan in his heart how to use this ability and teach the other party a lesson.

"Well, since someone is here, then please start preparing for both of you!" After seeing this scene, he jumped directly after saying this.

Actually he was going to prepare to guess, so when he jumped down, he started directly.

"Come on, place a bet, place a bet!"

"If the outside monk wins, one loses ten, and if the disciple wins, one loses one."

Although the odds are very different, for many monks, they still want to suppress the disciples of the sect, because they feel that the disciple of the sect will definitely win.

"I suppress this sect disciple, a thousand spiritual stones."

"I suppress my disciple, ten thousand spiritual stones."

"I suppress this sect disciple, twenty thousand spiritual stones."

"..."

More and more people bet, but almost no people bet Pang Feng.

Because they all know that if you bet on Pang Feng, the odds of winning will be very, very low, while the disciples in the sword sect have a high chance of winning. This is a law.

"I suppressed that outside cultivator, ten thousand spiritual stones." Finally, someone began to suppress Pang Feng, almost one among dozens of people, but the cultivator directly shot ten thousand spiritual stones.

That was a weak monk, he heard the persuasion of the people around him and asked him to inject Pang Feng, because if he suppressed Pang Feng, he must be very upset.

Can it be called a gambling fight without the opponent's gambling fight? No, so some monks who bullied their junior brothers couldn't help thinking about fun.

In the end, there were hundreds of monks betting on my disciples, but the monks betting on Pang Feng were less than one hand, and it was very pitiful.

However, he was very happy because there was one person who directly crushed Pang Feng's 500,000 spiritual stones.

If you know that this is a 500,000 spiritual stone you got for nothing, can you be unhappy?

At the same time, on the competition ground, that monk Pang Feng had already faced off at this moment.

"Outer disciple of Jianzong, Chen Peng, 23 years old." Chen Peng raised his hand and introduced himself to Pang Feng in a friendly manner.

Of course, the cultivators who came to the competition ground to compete with each other only introduced their own age, and did not choose to introduce their own cultivation.

Because, as disciples of the Sword Sect, they all have an inexplicable pride, that is to say, they must be much higher than ordinary people at the same age.

"Unemployed, Pang Feng, 22 years old." Afterwards, Pang Feng also introduced himself in a friendly manner. He directly said that he was an unemployed.

"..."

After hearing Pang Feng's introduction, the other party was immediately speechless. In these years, some people introduced themselves as unemployed.

Of course, the other party couldn't help but sneered at this moment, and later he would have to torture Pang Feng well. Since he was given a trial target, then his ten thousand spirit stones should not be wasted in vain.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's just start the fight!" At this time, the monk of Chen Peng looked at Pang Feng and said directly, he could not wait to practice with Pang Feng at this moment.

"Okay, let you come first!" Pang Feng looked disapproving and asked the other party to take action first.

Afterwards, Pang Feng's voice fell, and the monk couldn't help feeling a little unhappy, and he rushed towards Pang Feng.

At this time, the opponent clenched his fists, and rushed towards Pang Feng directly, with a clenched fist. The speed could be described as very fast. It couldn't help but the opponent directly burst out of the strength of the Bone-changing Realm.

After seeing this scene, the monks below the competition ground couldn't help but sigh, because in their eyes, Pang Feng had already lost.

However, at this moment, Pang Feng smiled, and then didn't even move, just like an old tree, letting the opponent rush towards him.