Starting from the fox demon and crossing the heavens

Think about it or forget it.

Before that time, as of now, he has not interfered with the game.

Not as the outside world guessed.

The dark side hasn't even started yet.

Zhang Zhiwei was also at a loss as to why Shan Shitong wasn't there, and it had nothing to do with him anyway.

at the same time.

Leaning on a cane and covered in white gauze, Hidden Dragon listened to Huaer tell him what happened after Zhang Lingyu stunned him with lightning.

"what?"

"Deng Youfu lost?!"

"Yang Ping'an..." Cang Long's complexion changed, and he said hastily: "No, Hua'er show me the handicap data!"

Hidden Dragon took the tablet and opened a very private webpage that only he can enter.

[Player: Yang Pingan loses 1 to 10. 】

[Currently betting people: 3 people]

Seeing that there were only three people, Hidden Dragon finally let go of his hanging heart.

There are only three people, even if Yang Pingan wins the top spot in the end, it's only ten times, how much can he lose, with such a big handicap, he still makes a steady profit.

only……

【Bettor (Yang Hui): 52835400】

【Bettor (Wang Ya): 70000000】

【Bettor (Yang Pingan): 350000】

"5000 million, 7000 million...ten times, crazy, this world is crazy." Hidden Dragon's eyes went dark, and he fell straight backwards.

"Fat Dragon, what's the matter with you, Fat Dragon?!"

Canglong's face was wrapped in gauze, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but the despair in his eyes was undisguised, and he kept muttering: "It's over, I miscalculated, I already overestimated that Yang Ping'an, how could this be, if I had known earlier Just adjust his odds to one to one..."

The handicap betting is over, and it cannot be changed.

Hua'er said speechlessly: "What are you afraid of? It's not uncommon for someone to perform better than him this time. This is the end of the second round. Besides, each of the five seeded players has bet over [-] million. Even if something unfortunate happens, you will be compensated." I can afford it."

"Yes, Hua'er, you are right." Hidden Dragon's eyes burst out with hope.

"Old Heavenly Master won't let him win."

"There is still hope, Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing, Jia Zhengliang, their strength is becoming more and more perverted."

Suddenly, Canglong looked suspiciously and said: "Hua'er, do you think Zhang Chulan is also pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"This..." She didn't dare to guarantee it.

"One hundred for one..."

Seeing that Hidden Dragon was showing signs of fainting again, she quickly opened Zhang Chulan's exclusive webpage and found that although some people bet, the amount was not large, and the most one was only nearly one million.

"puff--"

Hidden Dragon grabbed his heart with one hand, "One hundred times one million...ah!"

His heart hurts.

Those futures are all his money.

"Huh~ calm down, I want to calm down, woo woo woo..." As he spoke, two lines of hot tears flowed unconsciously.

Hua'er said helplessly: "Fatty, have you been smeared by Zhang Lingyu Electric Lake? Didn't we count last night, no matter who wins, he will make a lot of money, it's just a matter of how much he makes."

"By the way, didn't you joke yesterday that some fools bet tens of millions."

Jingle bell~~

"Hey, who is it?" Hidden Dragon was in a bad mood.

"Brother, what are you thinking? The handicap event ended at twelve o'clock last night. Didn't you read the event rules on the home page?" Hanging up the phone, Hidden Dragon said: "There is a whimsical fool who asked me if I still Whether you can bet or not, there is really anyone."

On the other side, Li Qingkuang put down his phone with a disappointed expression on his face, and beat his chest hard, regretting it at the beginning!

Chapter 140 Eight

I regret that I didn't listen to my uncle's words.

For this bet, he has exhausted all his savings over the years.

A full 50, 40 bet on Zhang Lingyu, and the remaining [-] bet on Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Lingyu's odds are 80 to 30. If Zhang Lingyu finally wins the championship, he can get [-] yuan, which is equivalent to earning [-] yuan.

Zhang Chulan's odds are 1000 per one. If Zhang Chulan finally wins the championship, he will be able to reap an astonishing [-] million and become an invisible rich man.

If this fails, how will he live in the future.

o (╥﹏╥) o

Originally, I thought about changing the bicycle into a motorcycle.

Who knew that there would be a dark horse in the middle of the road? He never figured it out. The little uncle who has been in the market for less than a year would have such a strong strength. Even Deng Youfu, the runner, was defeated by his junior uncle, and now he has successfully advanced to the third round.

Who knows how far he can go.

What if he really won the championship... Should he be happy or unhappy?

Be happy, you lost all your money.

Don't be happy, it's still Maoshan who won the championship.

He is so hard...

What made him even more unexpected was that he didn't know anything about the mysterious thunder method or the method of inviting Guan Erye, and he hadn't even heard of it. Is this really Maoshan Taoism?

Does Maoshan have these awesome inheritances?

Why can't he? !

He is the fourth true master of Maoshan. He has been worshiped in the Maoshan Shangqing sect since he was a child. He has been worshiping the Maoshan Shangqing School for more than 20 years. In these years, except for the method of inner alchemy and talismans, he has not even seen the ghost of Leifa in Maoshan.

At this moment, he felt that Maoshan had become strange.

Li Qingkuang was in a sad mood and couldn't stop the sadness in his heart.

Not only because of the money he might lose, but more because of his confusion about Maoshan. There are still things he doesn't know about Maoshan, which has lived for more than 20 years.

Longhu Mountain, in the dining hall.

Li Qingkuang came to eat with a lot of thoughts, he had no choice but to eat in this kind of free big dining hall because he had no money in his pocket.

"Li Daoyou, what a coincidence."

Hearing someone calling him, Li Qingkuang looked in the direction of the voice.

Seeing that it was Wang Ye, Li Qingkuang replied: "Friend Wang Ye..."

"Li Daoyou seems a little restless, is there something bothering you?"

"Hey!" Li Qingkuang sighed, and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang Ye, who do you think has the greatest chance of winning the championship among the 17 people who have advanced?"

"That's it."

Wang also carried a plate, and sat down at an empty table beside him. He said, "Everything is possible. At present, many people may not have shown their true skills. It may be seen by the end of the third round. But if you want to say who has the best chance of winning, I think it should be Lingyu Daoist from Longhu Mountain and Zhuge Qing from Zhuge Village."

"Really?" Li Qingkuang hesitated and said, "Daoist Wang Ye has watched my junior uncle's match, don't you think my junior uncle has a better chance of winning?"

"No, quite the opposite."

Wang Ye ate the steamed buns, and said in a vague manner: "If you Yang Daoyou has no other means, you will definitely lose if you meet those two."

Li Qingkuang became interested, "How do you say that?"

"Currently, Fellow Daoist Yang Ping'an only revealed two hole cards, one is Lei Fa, and the other is the move that defeated Deng Youfu. When it comes to Lei Fa, fellow Daoists, don't forget that the Lei Fa of Tianshi Mansion is the most Famous, the real Zhang Lingyu is the closed disciple of the old heavenly master..."

"The other thing is the move to defeat Deng Youfu. It was quite shocking at first because it was very powerful, but after thinking about it carefully, it became a little more powerful, and I also found a few shortcomings."

Wang also said this, so he stopped talking.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you continue?" Li Qingkuang asked anxiously.

Wang also paused, took a bite of the big white steamed bun, and said casually: "Not long ago, I met Deng Youfu's benefactor, asked about the details of the game at that time, and found some problems. That blow had a very long charge. The process starts from transforming the horse with qi, and the horse runs with qi to start accumulating energy, what will happen if it is interrupted in the middle?"

"Or, if you can't catch it, you can dodge it. Pindao found out that apart from being a surprise move that can catch the opponent by surprise, it is not difficult for us aliens to dodge."

"Fellow Daoist, you know that the ancient military generals used horseback riding to charge at the beginning. According to the records of the Three Kingdoms, Guan Gong had a tactic called dragging the knife, which used the speed of horseback charging."

"Fellow Daoist, you might as well think back. At that time, Fellow Daoist Yang's speed wasn't considered fast. Maybe it was impossible for ordinary people to avoid it, but we are different people. Some people still practice speed. It's not difficult to avoid it..."

"That's not right." Li Qingkuang asked: "If you can avoid it, why doesn't Deng Youfu hide?"

"Too big."

Wang also said three words.

In his opinion, the fairy who went to Deng Youfu's body was under the influence, and he couldn't figure out the principle of Yang Pingan's move at the first time, and misjudged the damage of that move. , It's too late, it's too late to hide.

But it's different now, since Yang Ping'an's move has been exposed, it is impossible to stage the scene of defeating the opponent again.

Everyone is not a fool, no one will give him this opportunity to accumulate strength if he has the strength, and naturally he will try to avoid it if he is not.

However, there was one more thing he didn't say.

That is, he found that Yang Ping'an's qi was very short, at least much shorter than him, Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing and others.

This is also one of the failures.

After all, that kind of high-intensity attack definitely consumes a lot of qi. If you can hold it, you can at least delay until the opponent's qi is exhausted and loses.

……

At night, the courtyard of the old heavenly master.

It was almost zero o'clock, but Zhang Zhiwei's room was still lit, obviously not resting.

At this time, the old heavenly master was not in a beautiful mood, and even a little sad.

The third round of draws came out in the afternoon.

Zhang Chulan fights Xiao Xiao, Zhuge Qing fights Wang Ye, Zhang Lingyu fights Passerby, Yang Pingan fights Lu Linglong...

Among them, since seventeen people are odd, there will be a bye in each subsequent round.

The bye in the third round is Iron Monkey.

If Jin Renfeng saw this list, he would definitely be a little surprised. In the original plot, this iron monkey should be the opponent Wang Ye defeated in the second round.

But after he and Li Qingkuang joined, they had gradually deviated from the original work, and Wang Ye's opponent in the second round became Li Qingkuang, a fat Taoist priest.

In the original book, Maoshan did send someone to come. It seemed that they were two young disciples who were all eliminated without making it through the first round.

Zhang Zhiwei stared at the name Zhuge Qing, and was considering whether to be shameless for a while, and secretly tripped Zhuge Qing. At this moment, he was not only an old heavenly master, but also a master who loved the younger generation.

He Zhang Zhiwei is not a fairy figure, just an ordinary person.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhiwei raised his head, stared at the closed door, and said slowly: "The ones outside, come in, what are you hanging around the door at night?"

With a sound of "click", the door was pushed open from the outside, and Wang Ye leaned in with his upper body, saw Zhang Zhiwei sitting on the bed, and smiled awkwardly: "Well, good morning, Master Tian."

"morning?"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced out of the window and said, "Xiao Wang, it's dark and sneaky, what's wrong with you?"

"Old Heavenly Master, I was joking. I can have any bad thoughts. Didn't I come here to solve your problems, Old Heavenly Master?" Wang also patted the back of his head and walked in.

"Solving problems?"

"Well, I came here to inform you that you don't have to worry about Zhuge Qing's affairs. Look at the battle table, he has committed a crime against me." After Wang Ye finished speaking, he sighed: "I want to say something The celestial master of the celestial master's mansion who is the commander in chief is going to Yin a junior from the Wuhou sect, the old celestial master, let alone do such a thing, don't even think about it."

"Needless to say that it will affect the reputation of Tianshi Mansion, even personal destiny will change." Wang also said in a dull voice, "Your calamity should be on Zhuge Qing's body. I will deal with his troubles." .”

"You?" Zhang Zhiwei didn't believe it very much. Among all the current players, Zhuge Qing's strength is the strongest. He is also a little king of Wudang Mountain.

"Are you sure you can deal with Zhuge Qing?"

"This... counts."

Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a moment, and said: "Why don't I try, old man?"