Bai Yingcai, who had just walked into the hall, was stunned when he saw Chu Yan on the ring, and then gritted his teeth.
At this moment, a big headscarf wrapped around his forehead, and his long gown looked out of place.
But there is no way. Who made him lose the bet with Chu Yan before, and even asked Chu Yan to deliberately say the bet in front of Li He, so he couldn't even blame him, so he could only write "Soft Rice King" on his face
"Three words.
However, Zheng Wen, who was responsible for writing these three words, was quite conscientious. He did not write it on Bai Yingcai's cheek, but on his forehead to facilitate concealment.
As for Zheng Wen, after discovering that Bai Yingcai had offended Master Li He's friend, it was naturally impossible to get close to Bai Yingcai again. After writing those three words, he went back with great worries.
Naturally, Bai Yingcai and Bai Feiyu couldn't just go back like this.
They need to buy some items and materials when they go out today.
After all, Bai Ying has only been a month later, he will be competing for the Xuanyue Sect quota on behalf of the Bai family. Now the things that should be prepared need to be prepared.
However, because they were too angry, after buying things, they planned to come to the Zhenwu Arena to watch a few battles to relieve their emotions.
As a result, as soon as I entered the door, I met the person I least wanted to see - Chu Yan.
"What are you doing in the ring? It looks so annoying!" Bai Yingcai's teeth pounded.
When Bai Feiyu stepped into the hall, he was shocked by the roar of cheers. Only then did he come to his senses.
When he found that Chu Yan was standing on the ring, his eyes were wide open: "That guy is here too!"
At the same time, the shouts around continued, and they were uniform and extremely loud.
"Eight consecutive victories!"
"Eight consecutive victories!"
"Eight consecutive victories!"
...
The shouts were extremely excited, making people in such an environment, and their blood began to boil.
"First find the place to sit down." Bai Yingcai had a vaginal face, found his place to sit down, and asked the people next to him.
When he heard that Chu Yan had already won seven consecutive victories and was about to start the eighth game of today, he was so shocked that he almost fell off his chair.
"What you said is true? He won seven consecutive games?" Bai Yingcai felt that his chin was about to froze. This sentence was stuttering and turbulent.
The person next to him suddenly looked unfavorable: "Can I lie to you? There are so many people sitting here, and everyone is witnessing it with their own eyes."
After saying that, the man stopped paying attention to Bai Yingcai and refocused on the ring.
hiss--
Bai Yingcai took a breath and looked at Chu Yan on the ring, his eyes flashed with shock, anger, shame, and fear, and his face became increasingly ugly.
"Cousin, look, isn't that Fang Wujie from the Fang family?" At this time, Bai Feiyu, who was sitting next to him, poked Bai Yingcai and whispered.
Looking along Bai Feiyu's gaze, Bai Yingcai immediately saw the tall Fang Wuxing in the crowd in the distance, holding his arms at the moment, looking at the ring with expressionless expression.
Bai Yingcai's eyes turned and he immediately reacted: "By the way! Fang Wuxing came to the Zhenwu Arena every day a few days ago. He has become famous and has been victorious and has never lost. He has also received the nickname of Fang Yifu.
Now Chu Yan looks like he is going to break his record?"
With this thought, Bai Yingcai's heart suddenly pounded.
He didn't know Chu Yan's strength, he only heard that he defeated Lin Ao, a genius from the Lin family.
But as the saying goes, seeing is true, and he did not see Chu Yan's shock to defeat Lin Ao with his own eyes, so from the bottom of his heart, he still felt that Lin Ao lost intentionally in order to keep a low profile.
Because Fang Wujie is both a child of the Changqing Town family and is the best among the younger generations of their families, Bai Yingcai knows Fang Wujie's talent and strength.
"I'm almost breaking the record of Fang Wujie. It seems that Chu Yan is really capable. In the game a month later, it seems that I'm going to be more careful with him." Bai Yingcai's eyes were rumbling and sneered.
"But Chu Yan, I'm afraid he doesn't know that he is going to cause a big disaster. Fang Wujie's record is not so easy to break. If you steal his limelight today, he will definitely repay you a hundred times the day...
…By the way!”
At this moment, Bai Yingcai suddenly thought of an idea, and immediately the bad water in his stomach started to rumbling.
"As the saying goes, a genius who has not grown up is not a genius. Today, Chu Yan humiliated me. If I could take advantage of the opportunity of the real martial arts arena, then in this way, the competition will be in a month's time.
I am missing a strong competitor, and with the five elements in front of me, no one will doubt me."
Thinking of this, Bai Yingcai felt more and more that the idea of killing two birds with one stone was feasible.
"As long as Chu Yan is deposed on this ring, even if others suspect it, they will only suspect Fang Wuxing, who has been stolen from the limelight. It is impossible to think of me, okay, just do that!" Bai Yingcai looked at the ring.
Chu Yan looked over and reached out to touch the turban wrapped around his head, his eyes full of resentment, "You made me suffer such a great humiliation today, and I want you to repay it at the cost of blood!"
After making up his mind, Bai Yingcai stopped hesitating. He turned to Bai Feiyu and whispered: "Feiyu, does our Bai family have a guest minister named Ding Sheng. He has played in this Zhenwu Arena, and his winning rate is
Still higher?"
"Well, I remember there." Bai Feiyu nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, now you can find him quickly, just say I have something to him to do. After the matter is done, I will give him two thousand... no!" After gritting my teeth, Bai Yingcai said, "Four thousand spiritual money is here."
Reward money and protect him for a future!"
Bai Feiyu looked at Bai Yingcai in surprise.
The reward of four thousand spiritual money is not a small amount.
The Lin family's children only have a hundred spiritual money per month. Bai Yingcai's focus on cultivating children may be a little more, but not so much more.
For Bai Yingcai, the four thousand spiritual money was definitely a heavy bleeding.
But after looking at Chu Yan on the ring and then at Bai Yingcai's gritting teeth, Bai Feiyu understood: "Cousin, I understand, you want to..."
"Yes, let Ding Sheng get rid of him!" Bai Yingcai said word by word.
His resentment was like a cuckoo crying blood, and hundreds of ghosts cried at night. Although the sound was very low at this moment, the ears that came into Bai Feiyu still scared him to the back of his back, and goose bumps all over his body stood up.
"I'll go now! Cousin wait!" Bai Yingcai, who was afraid of being resentful at this moment, was hurriedly gone.
Not long after, Bai Feiyu met Bai Yingcai in a remote corner outside the Zhenwu Arena with a horse-faced middle-aged man.