"Mr. Mo is not interested! Please take your noble hand away from me as the bow that closed the door." Mo Hongfu said coldly.

"Master Mo, don't rush to refuse first, look at my bet." Zhu Bin gritted his teeth and took out a bead from the space ring, and then pointed at Wang Yimiao with resentment and said, "As long as you, the new disciple, compete with the new disciple of Ming Xizong, win, we can take away the Night Eagle Soul Bead, one of the eight treasures of Ming Xizong."

"No way? You can come whatever you want just to think about? I'm just saying it, God, don't take it seriously." Wang Yimiao murmured in surprise.

"This is a good thing. We will find a way to get it. Don't worry, I will help you." Zero Yu sent a message to Wang Yimiao excitedly.

"Ah? OK."

Zhu Bin has been confirmed that the chief disciple of his sect will fall to the point of being disgraced, which will inevitably be related to the conversation between Wang Yimiao and Mo Hongfu before the competition, and it is even likely that Wang Yimiao gave Mo Hongfu advice.

Therefore, Zhu Bin not only hates Mo Hongfu, but also hates Wang Yimiao. Although he disdains to do it himself, he still plans to let Wang Yimiao die.

Although killing is not allowed in the friendship arena, if an ant in the spiritual disciple realm is really killed and with his full position as Emperor Xizong of Ming, there will be no big storm.

At the same time, as long as his disciples can win a game, he can also pick up some of the face of Emperor Xizong of Ming, and his hatred can be reduced a little.

He had already secretly peeked at Wang Yimiao's cultivation and qualifications, and was simply garbage among garbage. He could not be compared with his new pride of heaven by Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty. This time he was very sure to win this game, as long as Mo Hongfu was willing to fight.

He was worried that Mo Hongfu would refuse the bet, so he made up his mind to take out one of the eight treasures of the sect as a bet to attract Mo Hongfu to agree.

Mo Hongfu stared at the Night Eagle Soul Pearl and took a deep breath. He didn't expect that Zhu Bin would take out such treasures as bet in order to find an opportunity to save face.

But Mo Hongfu kept silent. Although the treasure was good, he had to have the ability to get it. His disciple was just a small spiritual disciple. Before he could teach him two moves, how could he dare to let him compete with others?

Seeing that Mo Hongfu was hesitant, Zhu Bin said: "The Night Eagle Soul Pearl is made by sealing the soul of the spirit beast Night Eagle above level 8 in its inner elixir. The Night Eagle Soul Pearl is rare not only because the Night Eagle above level 8 is rare, but also because the method of sealing its soul intact in the inner elixir and erasing its spiritual consciousness is very difficult, and the success rate is not high.

"As long as you put the Night Eagle Soul Bead in your mouth, you can greatly increase your speed and have night vision capabilities, which is a rare treasure. Isn't the Sect Master not moved?"

"What bets do Sect Master Zhu want me to provide?" Mo Hongfu suddenly asked.

Zhu Bin grinned and said, "You should close all the places you enter the Yekang Secret Realm, as well as the entire set of Taoist equipment on your second disciple."

"Don't bet." Mo Hongfu said calmly.

"Then I can let you close the door and reduce the bet. All places to enter the Yekang Secret Realm do not need to be suppressed, but only a complete set of Taoist equipment is needed. This is my biggest concession." Zhu Bin said as if Mo Hongfu forced him to bet on this game.

"Don't bet anyway."

That set of equipment does not belong to Mo Hongfu. How could Mo Hongfu have the nerve to use the disciple's things as a bet?

"Master, I think you can give it a try." Wang Yimiao suddenly interrupted.

The people around were suddenly surprised. They didn't expect that Wang Yimiao was so bold that anyone could guess that the people of Emperor Xizong of Ming had already been furious. Once they came on stage, they would inevitably show mercy and even secretly kill.

But Wang Yimiao has always been very brave. He just doesn't like to commit suicide. He believes that with Zero Tsubasa, a young new disciple has no chance to kill him, so as long as he knows that he won't die, he won't be afraid.

Zhu Bin suddenly laughed and stared at Mo Hongfu and said, "Master Mo, your disciples are willing to fight. Is your courage not as good as your spiritual disciple's cultivation?"

Mo Hongfu did not reply, but waved his hand, set up a soundproof barrier, and wrapped him and Wang Yimiao.

Mo Hongfu now has inexplicable trust in Wang Yimiao, so Wang Yimiao said that he could give it a try, so he believed that Wang Yimiao had a way to do it. As for what method, after seeing Ran Chengfeng's performance, he didn't want to ask more.

He just comforted himself in his heart: "I will never be tired of deceitful soldiers, so I will follow the younger generations."

He set up a soundproof barrier and just reminded Wang Yimiao to say something, and said that the entire bet was decided by Wang Yimiao. After all, Wang Yimiao was on the competition, and the bet he was pressing was also Wang Yimiao's thing. If Wang Yimiao wins in the end, the Night Eagle Soul Bead will also belong to Wang Yimiao.

Wang Yimiao didn't expect that he didn't have to say anything at all, so Mo Hongfu took the initiative to say that the Night Eagle Soul Pearl could belong to him, which made him happy.

After Mo Hongfu removed the soundproof barrier, Wang Yimiao looked at Zhu Bin and said, "My master said that I was in charge of this competition, but the bet won in the final competition belongs to the sect. I worked hard on the field but there was no benefit in the end, so I decided..."

Wang Yimiao finally deliberately dragged on and said nothing. He guessed Zhu Bin's thoughts, thinking of taking the opportunity to rob Zhu Bin again. He robbed the things of Linghou for half a step, and had not tried the things of Lingju's powerful people. Just trying it made him very excited.

Zhu Bin could not tell what Wang Yimiao was thinking, but he had to drill into this trap. Finally, he took out a bottle of top-quality elixirs to help with cultivation and sent Wang Yimiao.

Wang Yimiao stopped when she saw it was good and no longer greedy, so she discussed the competition requirements with Zhu Bin.

After some intriguing discussions, the rules for this competition were finally agreed on, on the basis of the previous game, one that was not allowed to use poison and one that was not allowed to admit defeat. At the same time, the Ming Xizong will send disciples with the lowest cultivation level present. At the same time, both sides only passed four moves. If Wang Yimiao had not lost after the four moves, Wang Yimiao won.

After confirming the competition rules, Wang Yimiao happily agreed to the competition.

When he said that he was willing to fight, he really scared the other brothers and sisters. Zhou Po, who had returned to the VIP seat, looked at Wang Yimiao's back as he walked towards the ring and said the words: "Sixth Junior Brother, why are you so tough?"

Kui Hai received Ji Anjian's instructions and immediately used all his strength to push his palms. Suddenly, a strong wind curled all the scattered stones on the ring outside the ring.

There was no place to cover the entire arena at once, leaving only potholes all over the ground that could not be handled for a while.

Wang Yimiao took advantage of this time to go to the toilet and try to relax himself as much as possible.

A new disciple of Emperor Xizong of Ming walked towards the ring under Zhu Bin's instructions. He also received a secret order from Zhu Bin - killing Wang Yimiao.

But in fact, this is not a secret order, because everyone would guess that Zhu Bin would make such an arrangement.

At this time, Wang Yimiao stood on the ring with his head held high and quietly waiting for the opponent's arrival.

"Your Highness, you and I will use the Origin of Doom against your opponent later. I don't believe that he can win this game if he wins two Origin of Doom." Wang Yimiao sent a message to Zero Tsubasa.

"I think so too." Zero Tsubasa replied to him.

"First use my dark curse, and then please trouble Your Highness the Prince to take action."

"No problem, you must be careful. This is your first nominal singles match, or it will be held in full view of everyone. I will never show up unless I have to."

"Isn't my first one-on-one fight against the centipede with Linghou's cultivation?" Wang Yimiao suddenly felt that he was sure to win this game, and even Linghou and himself were in his hands when they fought with him, let alone a small new disciple.

And he wasn't really fighting with him, he said proudly: "It's a dream to ask me to fight with the cheating little prince."

At this moment, the new disciple of Emperor Xizong of Ming had already walked under the ring. When he stepped onto the ring, the audience onlookers cheered again.

When Wang Yimiao looked at the new disciple of Ming Xizong, he was stunned. Only then did he remember one thing: his opponent was the third largest sect in the country, and the request of Ming Xizong to recruit disciples was almost the same as that of Tang Xuanzong.

Wang Yimiao stared at the new disciple of Ming Xizong in panic, pointed at him with trembling arms, and said, "You, you, you, are actually a level 19 spirit hero!"

The new disciple of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty smiled jokingly, turned a deaf ear to Wang Yimiao's words, and said calmly: "In the lower Zuo Wubei, your last opponent."
Chapter completed!