[69 Book Bar - www.] Around Taiping City, all the grassroots warrior-level warriors from all families gathered on the field. Today, the martial arts group is suspended for training, while the twenty members of the samurai group are competing in the finals among themselves.
On the judges' bench, the poetry judges were sitting upright, drinking tea and chatting.
The game had not started yet, and the four major families did not open their mouths to chat. The heads of the small and medium-sized families began to communicate among themselves.
"Yang Dingtian, guess who will win the championship in the samurai category this year?" The man with a big belly in brightly colored costumes said to Yang Dingtian. The man in the costumes knew that in terms of eyesight alone, except for Leijia Leili of the martial arts school, the entire
The person with the sharpest eyesight in Taiping City is Yang Dingtian in front of him.
"I said Hua Ao, you haven't opened a gambling house in the periphery, have you!" Yang Dingtian said lightly while looking at Hua Ao, who was in gorgeous clothes and with a big belly. Yang Dingtian knew Hua Ao's thoughts very clearly. Since he is like this
Asked, it must be to use the limelight of the young strong competition to earn a lot of money.
"I'm eight, you're two." Hua Ao's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said with pain. He knew that if he didn't draw some blood, Yang Dingtian wouldn't tell who he favored.
Yang Dingtian frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with this 28 points, and hesitated to speak.
"Hua Ao, what's the matter? You old boy has opened a banker again? Tell me what the odds are, and I'll go and bet a little. My pockets are tight lately!"
"It's Hua Ao. It would be unkind of you not to say anything when you open the bank!"
"Are you afraid that we will default on our debt if we lose?"
The plate outside Hua'ao has been opened. I asked Yang Dingtian what he meant by opening another handicap on the referee's bench. Yang Dingtian didn't say anything, but the people from the small and medium-sized families smelled the smell of knives and coins and came up from below directly.
Asked about Hua Ao.
"No, I definitely don't mean that. I'm not ready yet! Hehe" Hua Ao smiled awkwardly. He didn't dare to say that they would default on their debts if they lost. Otherwise, they would have offended most of the families in Taiping City and would be ruined.
He deserves it.
"Then he's planning to kill us!" Another wretched-looking man said sarcastically to Hua Ao.
"No, how dare I kill you? Gambling is a matter of willingness to admit defeat!" Hua Ao broke out in a cold sweat. He hated Yang Dingtian in his heart. He didn't want to do it at any time. He could get 20% of it just by saying a word.
He was still not satisfied with his job, and now he was besieged by everyone. Hua Ao hated Yang Dingtian in his heart.
"Okay, Hua Ao, don't talk anymore. The martial arts competition has been going on for a few days, and you have made a lot of money!"
"Keep capital, keep capital!"
"Tell me the odds, I'll try my luck by betting on two pillars!" Luo Wei usually has a hot temper and likes to be lively. Seeing so many people watching here, he and Lin Xiaofeng came over to take a look.
Because of the incident with the magic gun, the relationship between the two of them had a buffering period. Lin Xiaofeng felt guilty because of the incident with Lin Xian'er. Naturally, he turned to his old friend. He knew that he liked the excitement, but was afraid of it.
I lost face, so I approached him and came over to have a look.
"Mr. Luo, Mr. Lin!"
When everyone saw two of the five bosses of Taiping City approaching, they all shouted very respectfully. When they saw the sinister look in the corners of Lin Xiaofeng and Yang Dingtian's eyes, they were instantly hidden by him.
"Okay, don't talk about anything else, Hua Ao, tell me the odds!"
"Well, the martial arts group, Luo Ziye, pays one to two, Ouyang Qing pays one to one, Wu Feng pays three to one, Lin Feng pays ten to one..." Hua Ao said without noticing, when he said Lin Feng paid one
At ten, Lin Xiaofeng's face suddenly darkened.
Although Lin Feng's death was caused by someone from the Magic Spear Clan, he became a tool for others to gain profits. This made Lin Xiaofeng helpless. After all, Lin Feng was also a descendant of his Lin family, and he was still killed after his death.
Use it as a tool for gambling.
This was something Lin Xiaofeng would not tolerate. He looked at Hua Ao coldly, "I've placed Lin Feng's bet!"
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll go and play now! Go now, Mr. Lin, calm down, calm down!" Hua Ao was almost frightened by Lin Xiaofeng's attitude, and immediately trotted out of the arena to place bets; the four major families
This is not something that a medium-sized family in the Hua family can offend. If anyone offends him, the Hua family will be destroyed.
The banker left, but the two bosses in their eyes did not speak. None of them dared to leave first for fear of being remembered. Luo Wei saw Lin Xiaofeng's face turned gloomy. The friendship between life and death has lasted for decades, and it cannot be broken off at once.
of.
He patted Lin Xiaofeng's shoulder lightly, "Sorry, by the way!" Then he returned to the referee's seat; the two bosses left, and they breathed a sigh of relief and went back to their respective areas to sit.
The twenty contestants in the contestants area have sharpened their swords and are ready to fight in the samurai group, and some of them have heavy faces, with a look of unwillingness.
"I announce that the finals of the samurai group have begun!"
"Bah bang bang!"
A burst of thunderous applause broke out in the audience. The samurai group competition was a fierce battle. Every year after the samurai group competition, there would be fewer people in the audience.
"One on one, twenty to ten, and so on, I would like to invite the city lord, Mr. Lei, to preside over the samurai group competition for us. Everyone is warmly welcomed!" The host retreated to the rest area. Rayleigh was wearing the cyan martial arts robe he wore when testing his talent.
, slowly took the stage.
Every year on this day, he can leave the martial arts gym during the Youth Elite Competition without restraints. Normally, he cannot leave the martial arts gym. Even when Ziye was poisoned by the mando spirit snake poison a few days ago, Luo Wei had to wait for a long time. Lei
Licai left the martial arts hall for some time;
When the magic gun appeared, he thought it was his negligence and almost became furious.
"It is an annual event for the Taiping City Warrior Group Finals. I am honored to host this finals. Now, I would like to invite Luo Cheng and Ouyang Le to take the stage!"
"Young strong men, young strong men!"
Lei Li spoke calmly with a sound that sounded like the rings of time. There was a frenzy in the audience. Their eyes were full of desire for strength and extravagant hopes for the power of martial arts. Even if they could not practice in this life and embarked on the road of martial arts, they
It also depends on the showdown between the strong ones.
Luo Cheng was carrying a silver-white spear, looking indescribably leisurely and at ease. For him, Ouyang Le was simply a piece of cake, without any pressure at all.
In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Le had a bitter look on his face. The opponent that all contestants feared most was Luo Cheng. If Ouyang Le met him, it meant that they still had the first chance to enter the next round of finals.
"Ouyang Le, go down by yourself, so as not to make you look bad!" Luo Cheng looked at Ouyang Le and smiled slightly, attacking him verbally. Luo Cheng was telling the truth. If Ouyang Le didn't go down by himself, he would beat him all over the floor.
Minions.
"Luo Cheng, a soldier cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. I am a warrior and I have the dignity of a warrior!" Ouyang Le said sinisterly, dragging the red sword and attacking Luo Cheng.