Outrageous! Even the ancient immortal emperor is my friend!

Xu Fan ran forward with excitement and greeted obediently: "Senior, what are you doing here?"

Shen Taixu frowned: "What? Do you know me?"

Xu Fan nodded and smiled: "Of course I know you, senior! I have always seen you gambling here, and I admire your gambling skills very much. Others think you lose every time you gamble, but I am the only one who knows the secrets behind your gambling skills!"

These words obviously made Shen Taixu, who lost nine out of ten bets, very helpful.

He laughed and patted Xu Fan on the shoulder: "Boy, you still have vision. If I don't take action, the whole Colosseum will tremble for me."

Shen Taixu put his mouth to Xu Fan's ear and whispered: "Boy, do you have any spiritual stones to lend? Lend them to me. When I win, I will pay you back tenfold!"

Believe it or not.

Xu Fan nodded: "It is my honor to lend the spiritual stone to my senior!"

As a result, Xu Fan took out all the spiritual stones given to him by Huo Ling'er in one breath. Shen Taixu's eyes lit up as he looked straight at Xu Fan's spiritual stones.

"Boy, give it to me quickly, I want to get back my money!" Shen Taixu's eyes were red, no different from a gambler who lost his eyes red.

Xu Fan smiled strangely: "Senior, as long as you agree to be my friend, I will lend you all these. I will only lend spiritual stones to my friends."

"Okay, okay, you are my friend!"

After that, Shen Taixu snatched all the spirit stones from Xu Fan and returned to the Colosseum.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for successfully becoming friends with Shen Taixu!"

"Congratulations to the host for acquiring the holy martial skill: breaking the sky with one sword!"

"Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward: Teleportation Jade Talisman*1 (can be teleported to thousands of miles away unconditionally)"

Xu Fan looked excited, "Okay, okay, gold is drawn again!"

It’s really about giving whatever you need. Now you even have a complete escape route. If you really can’t fight, just run away!

"The legendary sword cuts through the sky! The Supreme Elder relies on this to defeat the invincible opponents in the Southern Territory. I don't believe that Wang Teng's martial arts skills can be as strong as the Supreme Elder!"

The disciples of Shenxiao Sect at the entrance of the Colosseum saw the excited Xu Fan with disdain on their faces: "Is Xu Fan crazy? Not only did he dare to fight against his direct disciple, Senior Brother Wang Teng, but he gave all his spiritual stones to that good-for-nothing old man knowing that he was going to die tomorrow. Gambler? What a waste, helping waste."

The sight of Shen Taixu in the Colosseum seemed to penetrate through the door, and he glanced in the direction of Xu Fan with interest: "Interesting boy."

As a terrifying aura merged into Xu Fan's body from nothingness, Xu Fan mastered this supreme martial art of swordsmanship.

Now, everything is ready and all we need is east wind!

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, the sun was burning in the sky, and the temperature was very high.

Shenxiao Sect, the sect’s decisive battle arena.

At this moment, tens of thousands of disciples have gathered here, and many elders are also here.

The handyman disciples, inner and outer sect disciples all came, the crowd was crowded, and even the direct disciples who were also qualified to compete for the position of the Holy Son were watching the battle in the front row.

The main reason is that the decisive battle between the direct disciples of the Mortal Realm and the third-level handyman disciples of the Body Refining Realm is really unbelievable.

No one had ever imagined that a handyman and a direct disciple could be in the same arena.

"How many attacks can this handyman disciple survive?"

"You still need to ask? You can die with just one move. Is there any comparison between the Mortal Transformation Realm and the Body Refining Realm?"

"That's right. The blame is that this handyman disciple shouldn't have thoughts about his direct disciple Huo Ling'er!"

"But Wang Teng doesn't feel ashamed. This is the first time I heard that a direct disciple approached a handyman disciple to take the initiative to declare a challenge..."

"I heard from others that Xu Fan agreed on his own initiative, and even said harsh words. Wang Teng is waiting after washing his neck!"

Several elders sat on the high platform for different reasons, preparing to watch this unsuspicious battle.

The great elder Ye Jian walked up to Huo Ling'er's master Luo Xin with a smile and said with a smile: "Elder Luo Xin, maybe it won't take long for us to become in-laws."

Luo Xin's eyes flashed with disgust, and she said calmly: "My Ling'er already has a heart."

"Haha, your heart belongs to someone? Is it this handyman who only has the third level of body refining realm?" Ye Jian smiled and said, "True love in this world is useless, strength is the most important thing, no matter how much Elder Luo Xin loves this disciple, he must Recognize the reality.”

"My disciple Wang Teng has the qualifications of a great emperor. Being a Taoist companion with him is the best destination for your disciple."

Luo Xin moved her lips but finally fell silent.

Although she dotes on her only direct disciple, she does not think highly of her apprentice and this handyman boy. The gap between the two is really too big, and they are not from the same world.

The arena has long been surrounded by Shenxiao Sect disciples, and the scene is extremely lively.

Wang Teng's brother Wang Wei opened the handicap enthusiastically.

"The betting is on! The betting is on!"

"Xu Fan loses in one second, the odds are 1 to 0.1!"

"Xu Fan persists for half a minute, the odds are 1 to 10!"

"Xu Fan holds on for one minute, the odds are 100!"

"Xu Fan persists for ten minutes, and the odds are one to ten thousand!"

"Damn it, isn't this a free spirit stone? I bought Xu Fan and lost in one second!"

"I also believe that Xu Fan will be defeated in one second! All the spiritual stones of the past ten years will be put in!"

When everyone was betting that Xu Fan would lose, Yang Ling walked towards Wang Wei and calmly took out a bag of spirit stones: "I will win over Xu Fan."

Everyone looked at Yang Ling as if he were a fool.

"Press Xu Fansheng? Are you an idiot? Xu Fansheng has no option at all."

"Isn't this Feng Chu? Yang Ling, a handyman disciple who is also at the third level of the Body Refining Realm?"

"Hahahaha, you are worthy of being called Crouching Dragon and Phoenix. This batch of handyman disciples is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Wang Wei laughed and said: "Are you a fool? There is no such option."

"Then open one." Yang Ling said calmly.

"It's not necessary. If he wins, let alone the spirit stone, I will take off my head and give it to you." Wang Wei said with a smile.

"Stop talking, if Xu Fan wins, I will give you all my wealth."

"Brothers, I will give it to you too! If Xu Fan wins, why don't all of us give him all our wealth, hahahahaha!"

Everyone was laughing at Yang Ling, and no one thought Xu Fan would win.

Yang Ling just ignored the ridicule. Only he knew how terrifying Xu Fan was.

Wang Teng had already stood on the ring, and the aura of the third level of mortal transformation burst out unabashedly.

The third level of mortal transformation!

With his cultivation, he has great hope in this battle for the Holy Son, and he is praised by the great elder as having the appearance of a great emperor!

Huo Ling'er stood behind her master Luo Shui, looking worriedly at the ring.

Luo Shui turned around and gave her a comforting smile: "Don't worry, Master will save his life."

Huo Ling'er nodded with a heavy heart. She couldn't imagine what she would do if she lost Xu Fan.

"Where's Xu Fan? Where's that loser? He's not here yet? He's not running away in the middle of the night, hahahaha!" Wang Teng laughed loudly on the ring.

"That's right, this loser really ran away, right?"

"That's right. This seems to be what this coward did. He must have run away in despair in the middle of the night."

At this moment, Xu Fan's figure slowly came from a distance.

A confident smile spread across his face.

The aura on his body is no longer at the third level of the Body Refining Realm, but at the ninth level of the Yuan Hai Realm!

"Oh!"

Xu Fan jumped up and jumped directly onto the ring.

But he did not choose to hide his realm, and his aura fully exploded.

"What?! The ninth level of Yuanhai Realm!"

"What does this kid mean he has reached the ninth level of Yuan Hai Realm?!"

"This... this handyman is so hidden!"

"Damn it, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

The disciples watching were all shocked.

Yang Ling raised the corners of his mouth and murmured in a low voice: "This is still the beginning."

The elders on the high platform were also stunned.

Luo Shui looked at Huo Ling'er in shock and asked, "Ling'er, how can he be at the ninth level of Yuan Hai Realm?"

Huo Ling'er shook his head blankly: "I don't know either, Master... maybe it's because of his accumulated experience?"

But her eyes were shining, and I knew that Brother Xu Fan was not a waste! He is a genius!