Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

"How about it, little sister, have you learned it?" Meng Jingzhou jumped on the tree crown and drank the juice that Meng Jingyu was going to drink in one gulp.

Meng Jingyu looked at her brother with a resentful expression, and after a while she said, "Then why don't we open an underground casino and bet that Ning Fan will win?"

Meng Jingzhou waved his hand: "Our Meng family colludes with government officials and businessmen, but we cannot do anything illegal or disciplined."

…

The little puppet's sword skills were extremely superb. Sun Chuanxian had seen many sword cultivators, but he had never seen any sword cultivator with such skills.

"Ice dragons go out to sea!" Sun Chuanxian shouted and transformed into two ice dragons. The ice dragon breathed dragon breath from its mouth, the ground was frozen, and the leaves above its head were also covered with a layer of frost.

The little puppet still waved the small wooden sword hahahahaha, forming a rough kendo field around it. No matter whether it was dragon's breath or extreme cold, it could not hurt it!

"Ning Fan, I never thought you could hide such a skill!" Sun Chuanxian's impression of Ning Fan has changed. He and Ning Fan have fought so many times, but Ning Fan has never revealed his identity as a puppet master. When he got to the ring, he even used puppets His cute appearance confuses him, so scheming!

Ning Fan was also surprised. He didn't expect the little puppet to be so good at playing. The five hundred thousand dollars was worth it.

"It seems that my biggest competitor in this competition is you! With this skill, I'm afraid Lu Yang will have a hard time fighting against you!"

The second round of competition was held at the same time. Sun Chuanxian noticed that Lu Yang, who was tied to the chair, had been paying attention to this side, indicating that he was also very optimistic about Ning Fan's puppetry skills!

Lu Yang has always believed that you get what you pay for. Since Ning Fan paid 500,000 spirit stones, his services must be worthy of the 500,000 yuan fee, so he was very serious about controlling the puppet clones.

"cut!"

The little puppet let out a light chirp and beheaded two frost dragons. Like a small hammer, it knocked Sun Chuanxian out of the field.

"Ning Fan wins!"

"You really won?" Ning Fan beamed with joy.

He was about to take back the puppet when he saw the little puppet running into the crowd and was nowhere to be found.

So much for half a million worth of services.

Another game in the second game is equally eye-catching, involving An Nan'er, the granddaughter of Zhen Guo Gong, and Luo Wushuang, the son of the Minister of War.

"Fellow Daoist An, I didn't expect that you and I would meet here." Luo Wushuang was wearing armor and holding a halberd, looking majestic like a young general killing through the battlefield.

"It's a pity that I can't give in to you this time. My father ordered me to defeat Lu Yang to wash away the shame of his previous defeat by Taoist Buyu!"

An Nan'er's expression was dull. The two jade bracelets on her wrists grew in size and turned into two jade rings, buzzing in the air.

"What a coincidence, my grandpa also told me that I must accept Lu Yang as my brother. I am bound to win this battle!"

When Lu Yang, the prize, heard this, he was about to shout, "If you recognize your brother, you don't have to participate in the battle." Meng Jingzhou seemed to have anticipated what Lu Yang was going to say. He rushed over and blocked Lu Yang's throat with a rag. Mouth.

Are you kidding me, can I let you take advantage of all the good things?

This is an unequal battle. Luo Wushuang has the early stage of divine transformation, while Annan'er only has the peak of Nascent Soul. One is an unparalleled genius in fighting, and the other is a strange man born with visions. If they are in the same realm, the two sides can fight equally well. There is a back and forth, but if they are separated by a realm, then there is nothing to fight.

The two looked at each other and seemed to have made some kind of determination, and said at the same time.

"Friend Dao An, if I suppress you with my realm, I will win. I'm afraid you won't be convinced either. Now I lower my realm so that if you lose, you will be convinced." As he spoke, Luo Wushuang formed seals with his hands to restrain himself. , lowered to the peak of Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, don't think that because I am a lower level than you, you think you will definitely win. To be honest, I have already broken through to the God Transformation stage. Before that, I just sealed my cultivation." An Nan'er said on the center of her eyebrows. With one stroke, his aura increased sharply, and he was promoted to the stage of transformation in the blink of an eye.

Luo Wushuang: "..."

Annan'er: "..."

The scene fell into deathly silence. An Nan'er spoke first to break the situation.

"How about you return to the stage of becoming a god?"

Luo Wushuang was silent for a moment and said: "... Then we have to wait for an hour, how about you continue to seal your cultivation?"

"After the cultivation is unlocked, you have to wait two hours before you can continue to seal it."

The two sides fell into a long silence again. They couldn't let everyone wait here dryly for an hour.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, I'm offended!" An Nan'er made up her mind. Although it was not in line with her intention to suppress others with her realm, this was the only way now.

"Fuck, wait a minute..." Luo Wushuang didn't expect An Nan'er to be so bold in doing things. Before he could react, two jade rings behind An Nan'er flew towards him and knocked him away.

"Annan'er wins!"

On the other side, Zhongyi, the son of Zhongshu Ling, who also had high hopes, encountered a very difficult enemy.

"Who is this? He's so good at fighting. It looks like Zhong Yi is going to lose."

"Probably someone's illegitimate child, hiding it and not wanting to see anyone."

Zhong Yi was knocked away by his opponent and took several steps back to stabilize his body. He panted and stared at his opponent: "I didn't expect there to be a master like you in the Imperial City. You are so well hidden. Who are you?" Why haven't I seen you?"

The opponent seemed to be a young man about the same age as Zhong Yi. Hearing Zhong Yi's question, the young man looked obviously embarrassed and explained slowly.

"Actually, I'm just a cultivator from another place. I heard that Luotian Forest in Imperial City is quite famous, so I came to take a look. Then you showed up and squeezed me into the crowd. I saw that it was not appropriate to leave at this time, so I didn't feel comfortable leaving. That Meng guy even insisted on drawing lots with me. After the draw, I started fighting in a daze, and then I met you."

"By the way, I'm in the Fusion Stage."

Zhong Yi: "..."

How can you, as a Fusion Stage cultivator, have the nerve to fight with a group of young people like me? Do you have any shame?

The Fusion Stage youth slapped his head and laughed: "Even if you have shame, you can't cultivate to the Fusion Stage, right?"

Then he left the scene in a chic manner, without even leaving his name.

"Zhong Yi wins!"

Zhong Yi was so strong that he defeated An Nan'er in the final. After three hundred rounds, he finally defeated An Nan'er.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Zhong Yi for winning." Meng Jingzhou smiled and applauded, making way for Lu Yang who was tied up tightly behind him.

"Now, whether you want to challenge Lu Yang or become sworn brothers with him, you can do it."

In fact, there is no need to ask this. Meng Jingzhou saw the burning fighting spirit in Zhong Yi's eyes, and he must want to challenge Lu Yang.

But can the early stage of the transformation of the spirit defeat Lu Yang?

Zhong Yi did not answer directly, but said in a deep voice: "The ancestors fought hard and passed on from generation to generation to create a cultivation system for future generations. At the end of Dayu, the Jiang family rose up and led thousands of troops to open up the Great Xia Dynasty. This shows that some things cannot be done by one person alone. Unity is strength."

Zhong Yi pointed at Lu Yang and said loudly: "I choose to fight Lu Yang in a group!"