"Damn you bastard, you are a person with a perfect innate spiritual realm, do you want to bully my poor grandson? Are you sorry? You are not as good as others, so don't give me excuses!" Zhuo Wentian's voice completely resounded throughout the square,
His eyes were smug and his heart was sneering.
"Yes! I'm willing to admit defeat..." Many people nodded in response.
"Zhuo Wenzhan! You old coward, since you lost, quickly hand over the other half of the spirit stones as promised! If you want to hurt my grandson, there is no way!"
Taking advantage of the momentum, Zhuo Wentian shouted, the spirit stone is the guarantee for entering the gate of Blood Hell. If the fat old man doesn't hand it over, Zhuo Wentian even wants to snatch the spirit stone himself. Such an important tribute, he has the power
must.
"Zhuo Wentian! You are too protective of your grandson! I am definitely not someone who cannot afford to lose!"
"In that case, then hand over the spirit stone!" Zhuo Wentian did not relent.
At this moment, Zhuo Wenzhan gritted his teeth, his face was livid, and he was extremely embarrassed. He was a high-ranking innate spiritual realm, but was defeated by a conjoined junior born the day after tomorrow. I am afraid that he will never be able to hold his head up again in the Zhuo family.
Almost holding back his rage, he threw the spirit stone out.
For him, this choice is not too difficult.
In his heart, the spirit stone is just a trivial matter, and maintaining his status is the key. As long as the person is still there, the hope of unifying the Zhuo family will still be there, and the spirit stone will be obtained sooner or later. If he breaks his trust at this moment, I am afraid that those who have always trusted him will feel sad in their hearts.
If he is shaken, then he will be following his brother's path.
"Hehe, it really is a genuine spiritual stone! Fan'er finally has the door to Blood Hell..."
When Zhuo Wentian saw the flying jade, he grabbed it with one hand and merged the two halves of the jade into one. The spiritual power of heaven and earth sealed in the spirit stone immediately surged through the cracked gap, slowly repairing it and releasing it.
The faint flowing light, just holding it in the hand, makes people energetic and immune to all diseases.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Wenzhan's face jumped fiercely: Humph, I'll just let you be proud for a while longer, this baby will be mine sooner or later!
Zhuo Wen looked at the teasing looks of many people with a stern look on his face. His old face was so red that he almost exploded. In his current mood, he probably just wanted to find a hole to burrow into.
Losing to a junior with a different level of moral conduct is a lifelong stain!
"No! This matter must not end like this!" He said fiercely again, his two rows of slightly yellowed teeth shaking violently, with an excited look on his face, "Zhuo Yifan...I...I want to fight you again, you
How dare you!"
Pulling off his old face, Zhuo Wenzhan almost forced himself to shout these shocking words.
"Can!"
Zhuo Yifan readily agreed and once again accepted the battle beyond everyone's expectations.
"This kid... what kind of adventure has he got! He can withstand it with a hundred stacks of palms. How high is this kind of defense? Is there ten layers of elephant skin? Isn't this too scary?" Zhuo Wentian's eyes were like a fire.
He looked at his grandson and thought for a moment, but did not stop him.
"As the saying goes, heroes come from young, and if your good grandson is willing to fight, that's the best thing. Your courage is really worth bragging about. But... this time, grandpa will not let go!"
At this moment, Zhuo Wenzhan was determined to save his face, but he didn't know that doing so would make him even more embarrassed. After all, he was a strong man in the innate spiritual realm, and yet he humbly invited a fight to a junior. He had been beaten so embarrassingly just now.
, instead he said that he had just let go.
Seeing this scene, many of Zhuo Wenzhan's followers spread their fingers to cover their faces.
It’s so embarrassing!
Bursts of discussion rang out from the onlookers around the square, and they had different opinions. Most of them were criticizing Zhuo Wenzhan. At this moment, everyone had forgotten the fact that Zhuo Yifan was only a middle-grade and high-level soul.
Overshadowed by his strong image.
Because that is so shocking!
"You brat, take the attack!" Zhuo Wenzhan's mouth had a cold luster, and two palms as fierce as bear's paws burst out with orange spiritual power. The power of the attack was doubled.
The sharp force formed an iron fist. He stepped out suddenly, like a tiger, and the ground was split open by the impact of one foot, forming a small spider spreading in all directions.
"Second Grandpa, wait!" At this time, Zhuo Yifan suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted to stop.
Hearing these words, everyone's worries suddenly dropped and they all cast contemptuous glances at Zhuo Yifan.
"Are you going to admit defeat?" Zhuo Wenzhan suddenly regained his momentum and laughed.
"Admit defeat?" Zhuo Yifan didn't care about the opinions of the people around him at all. He couldn't help but laugh, "Second Master is extraordinary in strength, Yifan is just a juggler. It's just that Second Grandpa and I are fighting, and Yifan suddenly feels that he has to take something as a bet.
It’ll be more fun.”
"Oh? That's interesting. Let's talk about it." Zhuo Wenzhan nodded slightly and laughed with interest.
"If Yifan loses, then the piece of jade just returned to the second grandfather. If the second grandfather loses, then he has to hand over the second grandfather's men to control everything. What about this proposal?"
"This little loser actually dares to make terms with me? But that's the end of the matter. The next move must be to kill him!"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wenzhan suddenly raised his eyes and flashed murderous intent. From the fight just now, he could probably guess that Zhuo Yifan might have had an adventure and possess extraordinary defensive power. He couldn't help but have murderous intentions in his heart. If it happened again,
For him to grow like this is not only a great threat to him, but also to Zhuo Fei!
Zhuo Wenzhan waved his hand, twirled his beard and snorted quietly:
"Good boy, you are very courageous. Since you are elegant, as your elder, I will accompany you, but your bet is very unfavorable to me. If I win, you will hand over the entire spiritual stone!
"
"Second Master is indeed a person who will not suffer losses. Now that I have said so, as a junior, I will treat you as a filial piety." Zhuo Yifan smiled lightly, "By the way, you are really thick-skinned.
of."
Hearing this, Zhuo Wenzhan's old face almost twisted, and his body was like a big bag exploding. The violent air waves shook up hurricanes, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but retreat.
"Zhuo Yifan! Lie down!"
Zhuo Wenzhan's roar erupted in the field, and he turned into a dragon and rushed forward with fists raised. His clothes expanded under the explosive spiritual power, releasing a vigorous momentum and steadily suppressing Zhuo Yi.
Fan's actions weaken his combat effectiveness.
"Fight with you!"
Zhuo Yifan was forgetting the favor and humiliation at this moment, and the murderous intention flashed in his eyes like a magic weapon coming out of his body.
For him, this gambling battle is a gamble of his life. He can only succeed but not fail! He must have an attitude of not giving up on death.
Let everyone open their eyes and see clearly that Zhuo Lie's son is not a waste!