Imperial Heavenly Demon Monarch

time it takes to burn a stick of incense, which is fleeting in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Sheng, code-named Qilin, went to the ring with the hero.

"Huh!" "Shh!" "Boy! Come down!" "Yes, don't waste time." "Hurry down, let's win some Spirit Stones, maybe we can reward you a few more. ""..."

A burst of boos and ridicule sounded around Zhao Sheng.

Even the hero opposite him has a mocking expression on his face.

The expression seemed to say: "you are too weak, hurry up and get down."

Zhao Sheng smiled deeply and clenched his right fist quietly.

"Come on." Zhao Sheng didn't want to talk nonsense.

For two months, every minute and every second can be said to be very important. Zhao Sheng doesn't want to waste this kind of ants.

"haha, good boy, crazy enough." The hero curled his neck, clenched his fists, and moved forward, his eyes instantly full of murderous aura.

Squinted at the murderous-looking hero, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but tick.

"Wow! So handsome! This hero is okay."

"Yes, yes. Look at his posture, he is so handsome!"

"The difference between the strengths of Innate and Acquired is too big. It seems that we are doing welfare activities here today."

"I placed a thousand Spirit Stones, and I could earn dozens of them no matter what. Spirit Stone, I’ll treat you for a while, everyone appreciate your face."

The crazy men and women in the stands looked at the cool and handsome heroes, as if they saw a lot of Spirit Stones facing themselves. Flying.

One breathing time, Zhao Sheng and the hero looked at each other's eyes, and neither of them moved first.

And just after one breathing time, the two moved almost at the same time.

"die for me." When the hero makes a move, it is a killer move, the right hand becomes a claw, and the throat moved towards Zhao Sheng is a claw.

But how can Zhao Sheng make his this move style succeed?

I saw Zhao Sheng turned sideways, perfectly evading the hero's, which can be said to be a killer blow.

But looking at the hero who was sideways avoiding his move, he smiled triumphantly, then turned over the palm, and moved towards Zhao Sheng's throat again. Looking at the claw that was getting closer and closer to him, Zhao Sheng didn't panic at all, pulling his right fist backwards, and he immediately rushed up with a punch.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the hero kept taking two steps back.

"Good boy, it seems that you do have two things. But...you succeeded in making me angry..." The hero's right hand trembled slightly, but his face was still full of pride. It seemed that the moment was just due to his carelessness.

"Wow, the hero is so handsome!"

"You are so manly even when you step back, I feel like I am in love with him."

Clear Hearing the sound from the stands, Zhao Sheng couldn't help rolling his eyes, and then yelled at the hero: "Really, you belong to a donkey? You call two voices at every turn, are you annoying? You feel numb if you want to fight, don't want to Hurry up. Call it interesting?"

Hearing Zhao Sheng's words, the hero was obviously a little angry.

"The Acquired junior who can only take advantage of his tongue, die." The hero couldn't help it anymore, and his whole body rushed towards Zhao Sheng. This flutter was extremely imposing manner, and the hero himself had already heard the cheers for him from the stands.

In his mind at this time, he even made a punch to kill Zhao Sheng, then enjoy the cheers of the audience, get 1% of the Spirit Stone bet, and make a lot of money Leave here full.

It's just the actual situation, but it is different from his thinking.

"bang!" There was another muffled sound.

And accompanied by this muffled sound is the silence in the stands.

What happened?

I saw the hero who was still awe-inspiring one second before, and he appeared under the ring in the next second.

"Qilin wins the third ring."

"Wow~" It was only a short silence. With the announcement of the result, the space instantly boiled. But these boiling voices are not praise Zhao Sheng for his greatness.

"Fake game!" "It's definitely a fake game!" "Boss, do you want money and want to be crazy?"

"For money, you even buy the players for money. Can you do it?"

Suddenly, an old man in a black robe appeared on the ring in the center of the small competition Martial Hall.

"Quiet! All kinds of fake matches are strictly prohibited in Martial Hall. Once discovered, all Spirit Stones will be recovered and small competition Martial Hall will be banned forever."

This Cyan Sect The underground organization has existed for too long, and no one knows its specific background. But since it can exist, it is enough to prove that it cannot be shaken by the people in this group of stands.

"I am not convinced! Let him play a game with me. I am also the cultivation base of Innate Realm Initial Stage. If he can promise me, I will admit that you have no fake matches!"

In the stands, a short man shouted sharply.

The face of the stocky man was flushed, and his veins burst out. If Zhao Sheng had paid attention just now, he would have found this man, the one who just yelled a thousand Spirit Stones and waited for the Spirit Stone to be a treat.

A thousand Spirit Stones... Ordinary Outer Sect Disciple doesn't cultivate without eating or drinking, and it takes four to five years to save.

"oh?" The old man standing on the center ring turned his eyes and glanced at the short man: "Qilin, do you have the intention to fight? Don't worry, in the small competition Martial Hall, Everything must be voluntary. If anyone dares to force it, he will not be forgiven!"

The old man’s breath was accompanied by words, slightly leaking out. But it was this breath that calmed down all the noisy people in the stands.

The breath of Nascent Soul Realm? This is in the outer sect. The later cultivation base of Golden Core is enough to become a deacon. Nascent Soul Realm is already enough to become the Elder of the outer sect and even the deacon of Inner Sect!

"This senior, why is Junior afraid? If he wants to fight, I will fight!" Zhao Sheng raised his head and stared at the short man.

"Okay, you have time it takes to burn a stick of incense. People in the stands can place bets." The old man looked at Zhao Sheng, nodded with praise in his eyes. .

"No need, the guy just now, I didn't exert any strength yet, he came to the stage."

"pa 嚓..." In some quiet space , There was the sound of something cracking.

Then I saw the high-spirited and vigorous hero not long ago and ran away from the scene.

"Not bad, then you can start at any time." The old man raised his eyebrows and quickly disappeared in place.

Zhao Sheng turned his neck and suddenly thought of something: "That little brother over there, please transfer the money I just won to myself, many thanks."

"Uh...Okay..."

"hmph! overestimate one's capabilities, think you won a fake match, do you invincible in the whole world? Do you dare to download yourself Win? When I’m rubbish? Little Acquired cultivator, how dare you be so arrogant?"

"no no no, this Senior Brother, you have misunderstood. I really don’t think I’m invincible in the whole world, too I don’t think you are rubbish." Zhao Sheng said, taking a breath: "I just think that you are all rubbish."