"I didn't expect you to be so fierce?" Bai Shang looked at Mo Qian who was drinking from a gourd and asked.
"I have only exerted 50% of my strength!" Mo Qian said casually, his eyes were very sad, as if he was already invincible.
"Tell me the truth, what state are you in outside?" Bai Shang asked curiously.
Mo Qian thought for a moment and turned to look at Bai Shang aside, "Why should I tell you?"
"You..." Bai Shang was speechless for a moment. He really didn't expect that Mo Qian would be so disrespectful.
"You just need to know that I am better than you." Mo Qian said leisurely.
Bai Shang suddenly turned pale, as if he had eaten the dung of a ferocious beast. "What do you mean, do you look down on me?"
"It's not that I look down on you, it's that you are no match for me. First of all, you can't do it when you drink. If you can't do this when you drink, do I still have to talk to you about other things? A man can only prove himself in two aspects. One is
The first is drinking, and the second is fists." Mo Qian said leisurely.
"How do you know I can't drink?" Bai Shang suddenly became furious.
Mo Qian thought for a while, "Don't ask me how I know it. Anyway, I just know it. I'm afraid it will refute your face if I tell you here!"
"Brother, think about it clearly, you have already refuted my face!"
"It's nothing. If I tell you, I'm afraid you will be even more embarrassed."
When Mo Qian looked at Bai Shang, there was a strange smile in his eyes, as if he was holding his pigtails in his hands.
"I don't believe you can say anything more embarrassing to me than this!" Bai Shang said loudly.
"Come, come here." Mo Qian hooked his hand towards Bai Shang.
Bai Shang hesitated for a moment, then walked over, "Let me see what you are up to."
Bai Shang walked over and sat next to Mo Qian.
"Beizhou, Baihualou, do you still remember it?"
A voice sounded in Bai Shang's mind.
"I..." Bai Shang's face suddenly turned red and his eyes were looking around, but he didn't dare to look at Mo Chu and Sun Yi.
When Mo Chu saw this, he was a little curious about what happened to make Bai Shang like this, so he asked, "What happened to make this guy Bai Shang like this?"
"Yes, have you done anything wrong?" Sun Yi asked curiously.
"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Bai Shang shook his head and kept saying it was nothing.
"You're making me even more curious. What could have happened that could make Bai Shang, a shameless man like this!" Sun Yi became even more curious.
"It's really nothing!" Bai Shang raised his head and said, then immediately lowered his head.
"Brother Mo Qian, tell me what's going on!" Sun Yi looked at Mo Qian.
Mo Qian looked at Bai Shang, and Bai Shang looked at Mo Qian and shook his head.
"Three jars of wine"
Mo Qian's voice sounded in Bai Shang's mind.
"No, it's too much!"
"Four altars"
"You..." Bai Shang shouted directly.
"What's wrong?" Mo Chu and Sun Yi were confused.
"Nothing, nothing,
When I saw Brother Mo Qian's majestic appearance, I immediately felt admiration." Bai Shang squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth.
"There must be some secret, no, I don't want to know yet." Sun Yi glared at Bai Shang.
Mo Qian rolled his eyes and then said, "You two, four jars of wine. This guy wants to use four jars of wine to buy something."
Mo Qian thought for a while and thought of a more cost-effective deal.
"I will come out of the Fourth Altar." Bai Shang shouted, making everyone look sideways in shock.
"What are you looking at? Turn around. What about you?" Bai Shang looked at the disciple of Jiulong Pavilion.
"Don't let me meet you, or I'll beat you to the point of paralysis." Bai Shang cursed.
"You..." The disciple of Jiulong Pavilion suddenly became angry.
"Brother, don't pay attention to him. That guy is sick and he was screaming randomly just now." A female disciple stopped the man.
The man looked at him strangely, then sighed. He looked at Bai Shang compassionately and sighed.
"Hey, what do you mean? Don't let me meet you!" Bai Shang pointed at the man and said.
"Okay, do you still want to buy it?" Mo Qian asked.
"Okay, four altars, four altars!" Bai Shang gritted his teeth.
"No, now it's ten jars of fine wine." Mo Qian said leisurely, looking around.
"You..." Bai Shang was speechless.
"You don't want to buy it, right? Well, you two, you can get the news with four jars of fine wine."
"Okay, okay, I'll buy it, ten altars, ten altars." Bai Shang gritted his teeth.
"It's refreshing." Mo Qian said with a smile.
"Wait for me!" Bai Shang looked at Mo Qian with a very unkind expression, as if he wanted to eat Mo Qian.
"Bring it here." Mo Qian stretched out his hand and began to ask Bai Shang for debt.
"Here, here, here, drink you to death!" Bai Shang took out ten jars of fine wine from the storage bag in one breath, and the aroma of wine filled the place.
Mo Qian smiled slightly, then opened the lid of the wine gourd, then silently recited the magic formula, and sucked in all the wine in the ten jars at once.
"Hahahahaha" Mo Qian patted the gourd with satisfaction and took a sip.
"Hahahahaha, good wine." Mo Qian smiled and looked at Bai Shang.
"Humph" Bai Shang turned his head angrily.
Mo Chu and Sun Yi also took the opportunity to make fun of Bai Shang, with smiles on their faces and a harmonious atmosphere.
Dong Dong Dong...
Just when everyone was smiling, the bell rang again, indicating that the fifth level was about to open.
Everyone stood up one after another and looked at the high platform. Their expressions were either solemn or relaxed. In short, various expressions could be seen on the faces of everyone present.
Then the old man waved his sleeves slightly, and the eight arenas on the edge became illusory, and then disappeared completely, leaving only seventy-two arenas in the field.
Then the Bagua Diagram began to select people again, rays of light enveloped everyone present, and figures began to emerge in the ring.
In the fifth level, Mo Chu faced off against a disciple of the Qingtian Sect, named Wu Beng. He lived up to his name, and he was indeed tall enough for Benglie. He held a wide sword and had a terrifying momentum. The two fought hard, and Mo
Chu finally slashed him to the ground with a sword, and then shattered his Dantian. Wu Beng howled several times.
Almost fainting.
"You should be lucky. If it weren't for the rules, you would have died long ago."
After Mo Chu finished speaking, he disappeared from the ring and entered the next round.
In the fifth level, Bai Shang met a disciple of Jiulong Pavilion named Han Shui. Like Bai Shang, they both held long swords in their hands and were full of sword intent. The two of them fought to the point of 200 moves, and Bai Shang struck out with one sword.
He knocked him over, then slashed his body with a horizontal slash, defeating him.
Mo Qian's opponent is a disciple named Wu Qi from the White Leaf Sect in Zhongzhou. He is holding a crystal clear three-story pagoda in his hand. He is full of brilliance and is very extraordinary. However, that person appears domineering, but what he does is not very good-looking.
He fought with Mo Qian for hundreds of moves, but was finally knocked away by Mo Qian's punch, hit the light screen, and fainted.
"Oh, weak, weak, weak." Mo Qian clapped his hands and disappeared from the ring.
Sun Yi was dazzled in the audience and attracted everyone's attention.
"I don't believe you will get a bye in the next level." Someone said viciously. The man's body was covered in bloodstains, and he was holding a broken sword in his hand. His face was gloomy. He won, but it was a tragic victory.
This is a way to vent your dissatisfaction.
"Humph" Sun Yi looked at the man and snorted coldly but said nothing.
"Boy, you have to understand that sometimes luck is also a part of strength. Don't be dissatisfied. If you had this kind of luck, could you have suffered such serious injuries?" Bai Shang said, looking at the disciple holding the broken sword.
"you......"
"You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you are incompetent, you are ignorant, you even care about luck, you are dissatisfied, I really don’t know how you practice Taoism, it’s embarrassing."
Bai Shang mocked.
"Boy, you..." The man was about to speak again, but was interrupted by Bai Shang
"Do you want to hit me? It just so happens that I haven't hit you enough just now. Don't let me meet you in the next level, otherwise I will hit you with teeth all over the floor. Believe it or not." Bai Shang said quickly.
"Okay, why bother with that short-sighted person?" Sun Yi was afraid that Bai Shang would cause trouble, so he quickly grabbed Bai Shang.
"Hmph, don't let me meet you." Bai Shang looked at the man and threatened.
Dong Dong Dong...
Another level came to an end, and Mo Chu and three other people all defeated their opponents and entered the next round.
In the lottery before the sixth level, Sun Yi unexpectedly got another bye, which made a lot of people jealous. Even Bai Shang and others couldn't help but complain, saying that he was like the chosen one.
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In the battle at the sixth level, Bai Shang happened to encounter the person he was dissatisfied with. As a result, Bai Shang slashed his body with a knife, sending him flying backwards, and then punched him again, shattering all his teeth.
Chu and Mo Qian both used thunderous momentum to finish off the opponent and successfully entered the next level.
In the seventh level, Sun Yi once again had a bye, while Mo Chu and others became more and more courageous as they fought until they reached the ninth level. During this period, except for Mo Chu who was accidentally injured by a disciple of the White Leaf Sect, the other two had no injuries.
Due to his injuries, Bai Shang also disabled a disciple of the Qingtian Sect.
In this way, we have reached the ninth level, and Sun Yi once again had a bye as expected.