After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 297 Amazing Odds

The emotions of the audience were suddenly mobilized again.

The thin man was even busier, but he still had time to ask Sun Fuling, "Do you want to place a bet?"

He Lingchuan quickly winked at him, but before it was too late, Sun Fuling took out another tael of silver: "Vote!"

She still has high odds.

"Grandma, this guy looks less reliable than a wild boar!" Why are you still betting?He Lingchuan pressed the back of her hand, "Do you want to think about it again?"

"I know." Sun Fuling blinked, "So I will only invest one tael of silver this time."

"..."

She smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "It's a little gambling, it's okay."

After half an hour.

Sun Fuling grabbed He Lingchuan's arm, dejectedly: "My money..." wasted.

He Lingchuan laughed: "One tael of silver can buy hundreds of buns."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Sun Fuling's hands became stronger, from pulling to pinching.

A wise person would not say "I told you so long ago" at this time, but would say: "Forget it, Monsanto will be punished sooner or later."

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and it's better to hit the sun sooner or later." Suddenly another voice answered, He Lingchuan turned his head and saw that it was Xiao Maoliang!

Hu Min laughed in surprise: "Boss, why did you come here!"

"The meeting has been going on until now, and I almost missed the show." Xiao Maoliang looked at the No. [-] ring, "Is Meng Shan guarding the ring today?"

"Yeah, this guy has already fought four people." Hu Min shook his head, "I think today's ring [-] will end early."

Ring No. [-] is an open arena, and the common people can also watch the whole process.As an entertainment program that people love to hear and see, No. [-] Competition is held one day a week, and it may be added depending on the situation.

There aren't many recreational activities in the city, and Xiao Maoliang doesn't want to miss such fun.

If no one goes up to challenge Meng San, and the gap period exceeds half an hour, even if Meng San succeeds in defending the ring, today's No. [-] ring event will end.

The thin man came over, nodded and bowed to greet Xiao Maoliang.He is still a patrol, and of course he is respectful to the generals of the Gale Army.But he also felt that it was a pity: "It will be good for the two of us to go up again." I haven't made enough money today.

Xiao Maoliang smiled at He Lingchuan.

He is usually serious, but He Lingchuan's heart suddenly tightened. Why did Commander Xiao smile at me?

"Broken knife, do you want to go up?"

"Me?" He Lingchuan pointed to his nose, "Now?"

"You have challenged Meng Shan six or seven times, and you are also the opponent he least wants to meet." When Xiao Maoliang said this, He Lingchuan touched his nose. In fact, Xiao Boss wanted to say that he is an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, right?

"I've seen your fight twice, and it's not like you have no chance of winning." Xiao Maoliang pointed to the stage, "Today is a rare opportunity, do you want to try?"

The two Gale soldiers who followed behind him also participated in the Battle of the River Valley. They both recognized He Lingchuan and fought against Meng San. At this time, they all responded: "Yes, break the knife and give us some relief!"

"Let this fat man know what it means to be someone beyond others!"

The thin man's eyes lit up, and he nodded like pounding rice: "If you want it, you have a very high odds. This time, I will definitely bet on you!" If you win, just wait and count the money!
He Lingchuan rolled his eyes at him, is this his teammate?
In the past, when you fought against Meng San in the South Courtyard, you wouldn't be ashamed if you lost, anyway, the audience was all Lianjiazi; but this stage was full of civilians.

Xiao Maoliang patted He Lingchuan on the shoulder: "Practice martial arts for a thousand days, for what? This will always happen."

Sun Fuling had been listening, and suddenly said: "If you go up to fight, I will bet a year's salary on you."

Her almond eyes are bright and bright, showing vitality.

He Lingchuan looked into her eyes, and suddenly he didn't have so many worries, maybe Xiao Maoliang's words hit his heart.

He looked at Sun Fuling and said, "I have a condition. If you agree, I will go up and compete."

Sun Fuling did not hesitate: "Say it!"

He Lingchuan exhaled, and suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered, "Whether you win or lose, you have to kiss me."

There was so much noise that almost no one could overhear.

Sun Fuling's eyes froze.

But after He Lingchuan said this, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

I don't know why I mentioned it so smoothly, but I didn't think so, and now I hit a wall.

"That's all, just treat me as nonsense, this condition doesn't count." He waved his hand, "I'm going up."

Unexpectedly, Sun Fuling suddenly stretched out a fist at him: "Okay, I agree. But you have to win!"

He Lingchuan was overjoyed, stretched out his fist and touched her lightly: "It's a deal."

Meng Shan had already walked to the corner of the ring, and yawned with his mouth wide open.

No one came up for a quarter of an hour, and another quarter of an hour would count as a successful defense.

It's boring, very boring!

He was feeling bored here, when suddenly someone jumped up from under the stage.

Applause broke out all around, cheering for those who are not afraid of death.All those who were beaten down by Meng San were seriously injured, only one breath away from death.Under such circumstances, there are still people who dare to come up, and this courage alone is worthy of applause.

Monsanto is also sneering:

Okay, wait for Grandpa to see which kid eats Xiong Xinbao and dares to come up to give it... Huh?

Hey?
how is it
Meng San's face darkened, because the person who came up greeted him very familiarly: "Hey, Meng San, we haven't seen for half a month!"

Break the knife!

"Are you still coming to die at this time?" Did this kid pester him seven or eight times?Although he was beaten off every time, Meng San knew in his heart that Duan Dao was becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

When he was defeated last time, Meng Shan himself was injured, so he simply went home and recuperated for a long time.

In the huge Panlong City, the last person Meng San wants to see, except for the Red General, is this brown candy-like guy in front of him.

"I made a bet, and I have to win the money back." He Lingchuan stretched out his hand to him, "Please."

Even though he was prepared, when he stood on the seventh ring and faced tens of thousands of enthusiastic audiences, that enthusiasm turned into an overwhelming pressure!

The eyes of thousands of people, the criticism of thousands of people, and the anger of thousands of people can all converge into a real aura.

He had read in books before that there was a handsome man who was surrounded by crowds when he went out.Once there were too many people who watched him, and he was directly watched to death.Hmm... What's the name of that weak boy?unimportant.

He Lingchuan only saw it as a joke before, but now he can't laugh.

If you lose in the No. [-] ring, you will be ashamed and thrown in front of the people of the city, and it may become a topic of conversation and jokes for uncles and aunts in the next half month.

It's so stressful.

He secretly took a deep breath.

I have walked back and forth on the line of life and death for countless times, are you still afraid of this excitement?Xiao Maoliang was right, sooner or later this would happen.

Meng San snorted, went to the weapon rack, picked out a four-foot-long mace with wooden spikes, and a round hand shield.

Those who are familiar with his combat methods all gasped, Monsan doesn't pick heavy weapons anymore?
Xiao Maoliang wondered: "This guy is quite smart." It doesn't match the appearance.

The thin man smiled and said: "He has suffered under Duan Dao's hands, so he doesn't plan to use brute force blindly."

He Lingchuan also walked to the weapon rack, reached out and took off a wooden knife, weighed it, and inspected it carefully.Well, the portion was ok and there were no cracks.

Even in the No. [-] arena, the quality of weapons is as bad as ever.Fortunately, the material of the wooden knife was not bad, otherwise he was really afraid that it would be broken after two chops.

Both of them were wearing light leather armor, but against Meng San's size and strength, the wooden knife might not be able to break through the defense at all, or even explode into sawdust.

The two sides have already played six or seven games, and they know the basics, and there is no need to test it when they come up. Meng Shan rushed forward, swung a stick, and then trampled on the ground.

Normally, no one dares to take his attack head-on, and most of them will retreat vertically, then his kick can make the opponent's foothold unstable.

As long as He Lingchuan showed a slight flaw, the hand shield would hit it.

Although this kind of shield is not as heavy as a mountain shield, it is still effective when used to smash people.

However, He Lingchuan is familiar with his ways and is absolutely unwilling to suffer this loss.When the mace was swung down, he did not retreat but advanced, suddenly accelerated, and slammed into Meng Shan's arms with a knife!
This style is light, nimble and quick, and it is called "Nuyan throwing the forest" in Yan's body turning method.The bystanders saw an afterimage passing by, and the blade of the wooden knife directly stabbed Meng Shan in the belly!
This move was extremely risky, if he was half a second slower, Meng San's big stick would hit him directly on the forehead.

Xiao Maoliang in the audience let out a "Huh", a little surprised.

He once faced Meng San head-on in the Xi River Valley, and he knew very well that when he started to move, there was a strong aura around his body, which could pull or slow down the opponent's actions. This was also Meng San's magic weapon against dexterous enemies.

Agile and nimble opponents are mostly thin and small, and they are easily led away by him. Not only the original attack is greatly reduced, but even the movement of the body will be deformed. At that time, Meng San will let the opponent know what it means to be overwhelmed by a mountain .

But He Lingchuan knew his tricks too well, after all, it was a lesson paid for in blood.

However, no matter how strong the aura is, there will be fluctuations. He practiced swords in the waves today, and felt the impermanence of the water but the tangible mood. At this time, he keenly felt the fluctuation of Meng Shan's aura. There is always a vacuum gap that can be used. He Just cut in from the edge.

He Lingchuan's strikes were precise, and he also targeted the opponent's diaphragm, trying to make Meng San feel the pain of the wild boar.

Meng San was exhaling and drinking heavily, his belly was bulging, and he was so uncomfortable that he was thrown backwards by the poke, but his horse stepped steadily, and he didn't even take a step back.

But He Lingchuan didn't succeed, the other party's belly was swollen like a balloon, and he couldn't tell whether it was true energy or fat inside. In short, he played Q very well, and the wooden knife was not easy to focus on.

At this time, he really missed the Fusheng knife, and Meng Shan's fat body would definitely not be able to hold the sharp point of the knife.

It's a pity that this is a dream arena, he can't even use Ghost Shadow Cicada Slough——

too expensive!
However, almost no one noticed that the head of the knife spit out a gas that was more than a foot long.

Monsanto backhand is a hug.

His strength is stronger than that of a wild boar, if He Lingchuan is hugged firmly, Huang can be squeezed out.He has seen Monsanto break someone's spine alive.

(End of this chapter)