The next day is the Lantern Festival.
Junlan City is crowded with people. At this time, there was only half an hour left before the duel between Chu Cheng and Moji. The school martial arts field was filled with tens of thousands of people, all of whom came to watch the duel.
The major casinos have closed down, and the money won from ink pressing is 1.6 million gold. But surprisingly, Ya Chucheng's winnings actually amounted to more than two million taels of gold.
In VIP Room No. 1, there were three men and two women sitting.
"Junior sister Lin, I heard that you beat Chu Cheng by 1.3 million gold taels?" A man said with a half-smile.
"This Chu Cheng is really interesting. I heard that he pressed the ink mark by himself for ten thousand gold taels?" a woman said with a smile.
"Well, how can I go far on the path of immortality if I don't even have confidence in myself? Junior sister Lin, I don't think this person is suitable for joining our Luoyun Sect. You should think about it again," the man said again.
These five people are disciples of the Luoyun Sect.
Lin Qingrou snorted coldly and said, "That's my business too, so don't bother Senior Brother Liu and Senior Sister Huang."
"Haha, not just anyone can enter the Luoyun Sect. Senior Brother Liu also thinks about the sect." The female disciple surnamed Huang chuckled.
"alright!"
When this voice appeared, the man surnamed Liu and the woman surnamed Huang stopped talking.
"Junior Sister Lin naturally has her own ideas, so don't say anything to the other junior brothers."
"Yes, Senior Brother Xie Feng!" Several people responded.
Although Xie Fengnai is an inner disciple of the Luoyun Sect, his cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi Gathering, and he has already stepped into the foundation. He is naturally the leader here.
"Thank you, senior brother, why don't we also make a bet to play?" said the male disciple who had been silent.
"It's natural to gamble a little for pleasure. Senior Brother Xie, what do you think?" said the disciple surnamed Liu.
Xie Feng frowned slightly, and when Lin Qingrou didn't speak, he said, "Okay."
"Then let me tell you the rules. Both Moji and Chu Cheng are 2:2. How about it? I'll press Moji with fourteen low-grade spiritual stones!" Disciple surnamed Liu laughed.
Lin Qingrou's expression changed. She was a little distracted when she thought about Chu Cheng. She didn't hear what she said before, and it was 2:2. She obviously wanted her to suffer.
"Chu Cheng can only gather one level of Qi. The odds should be raised to 1 to 4, and the ink mark is 1 to 2." Xie Feng shook his head. Although he said so in his heart, the result is still the same. Chu Cheng cannot win.
Lin Qingrou frowned, these people obviously wanted to trick her.
"Then I'll stamp twenty lower-grade spiritual stones for my brother." Xie Feng said with a smile.
Although Lin Qingrou is only an inner disciple, her master is the second elder who has cultivated to the liquid condensation stage, and her financial resources are definitely richer than theirs.
If you don’t cheat now, when will you wait?
"I'll buy ten low-grade spiritual stones."
"I'll press fifteen pieces of low-grade spiritual stones."
Lin Qingrou's anger rose, but she couldn't turn her face on the spot, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay!"
On the other side, VIP room No. 7.
"Hey, Brother Huang, do you think we are really going to be tricked by that boy Chu Cheng?" Shao Yang sighed, almost crying for his father and scolding his mother. Fifty thousand taels of gold is not as simple as five taels. These are all the things he has worked hard to praise.
Huang Jinze was also uncertain at this time, and even had some doubts about whether he had seen the wrong person. No, he had always judged people very accurately.
When Shao Yang saw that Huang Jinze was silent, he turned to Nan Fengyun and said, "Miss Nan, don't you feel sorry for the twenty thousand gold? That's right. You can auction for thousands of gold by just writing a poem. There's no comparison." After a pause, he continued. He said: "When the time comes, can you lend me ten thousand or twenty thousand for the sake of my good relationship with your cousin?"
"Who has made friends with you?" Huang Jinze curled his lips.
Nan Fengyun rolled her eyes at him and said, "Little sister, I don't think Mr. Chu will lose."
"Why?" Shao Yang's eyes widened.
"Okay, the duel is about to begin." Huang Jinze said.
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"Moji! Moji! You are the best!"
Many women in the audience cheered.
"Moji Moji is the most invincible!"
The audience was basically all supporters of Moji. Only one girl was shouting, "Little Marquis is the best." However, as soon as the words came out, they were immediately blocked by the overwhelming voices.
In the lounge, Chu Cheng opened his eyes and brought his body and mind to the most perfect state. "Phew! That's it." He touched a protective talisman in his arms and murmured.
Chu Cheng bought this protective amulet from Dongfang Pavilion in the morning. He originally just wanted to try his luck, but he didn't expect that the middle-aged scholar actually gave him two of them.
Chu Cheng walked out of the lounge and came to the school martial arts field, where he heard those ink marks.
"Humph, ink marks, grinding and chirping." Chu Cheng suddenly thought of those middle-aged women, aren't they grinding and chirping?
Chu Cheng walked to the center of the school martial arts field and saw that Mo Ji hadn't arrived yet, so he started to warm up. At this moment, a series of voices faintly covered the "ink marks".
"Mr. Chu! Come on!"
"Mr. Chu, you must win!"
"Chu..."
Chu Cheng felt warm in his heart. Those people were dressed in ordinary clothes and were the common people in Junlan City. In the school martial arts field, each person's ticket is one tael of silver.
Although these noble families are not worth mentioning, one tael of silver is enough for ordinary people to spend three months on food.
Chu Cheng bowed to the crowd.
This bow, I am indescribably grateful.
"Hehehe, clown, do you really dare to come?" A figure walked out of the lounge on the other side.
"You're a loser, but you can come? Why don't I come?" Chu Cheng said sarcastically.
"You are looking for death! Even if I only recover 60% of my strength, I can still crush you to death with one hand!" Mo Ji sneered.
"Dry tongue! I will destroy you again!" Chu Cheng said calmly.
"Don't think that I don't dare to kill you here!" Mo Ji was seriously injured by Nangong Yan, and he was already angry. Now he was ridiculed coldly and hotly by Chu Cheng, which made him even more angry! His eyes showed murderous intent.
when!
when!
when!
Three bells rang and the duel began.
Chu Cheng chuckled and drew out another sword, intending to strike first.
Jump up! Stab at the ink!
"Hmph! Looking for death!" Moji sneered. When Chu Cheng was about to approach, a light flashed in his hand, and a water sword appeared and he stabbed hard!
"Die!"
Chu Cheng completely ignored this water sword. This water sword was just condensed with low-level spells!
In Room 1 of the VIP Room, the disciple surnamed Liu sarcastically said: "This Chu Cheng is reckless. Even with water swordsmanship, a head-on hit will result in serious injuries!"
Just as he finished speaking, the disciple named Liu suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"How can it be!"
A scream came from the school martial arts field.
Xie Feng also exclaimed: "How is it possible! How could Chu Cheng have such a talisman!" You must know that protective talismans are the most difficult to refine, and the price is twice as high as ordinary attack talismans.
At this time, Mo Ji's butt blossomed, and a small piece of flesh was cut off by Chu Cheng's sword.
"Chu Cheng!" Moji was shocked and angry!
"So what if you have a protective talisman! You will definitely die today!" Mo Ji was furious!
"Guiyan Sword!"
With a whoosh, a sword glowing green appeared in Moji's hand.
The speed was so fast that it hit Chu Cheng in an instant!
"Hehehe, you missed the stab." Chu Cheng said with a smile.
The moment the sword struck, although Chu Cheng said he was relieved, his heart still did not dare to relax. The sole of his foot slipped and his whole body slid back several feet.
Although there is a protective talisman, the sword is a magical weapon and I don't know if it can withstand it.
when! Guiyan sword hit the shield and caused ripples. Chu Cheng's body was shaken three feet away by the sword.
Chu Cheng took a few breaths, raised his head and said with a smile: "Trash, I told you you can't stab me!"
Moji was furious and pointed at Chu Cheng: "Don't use protective talismans if you have the ability! What kind of man do you think you are if you borrow foreign objects!" But he was secretly shocked that this protective talisman was so strong!
Chu Cheng chuckled and said, "If you have the ability, you can also use the protective talisman."
Moji sighed, looking at the piece of flesh and blood on the ground, he felt the intention to kill Chu Cheng. The dignified fourth-level Qi Gathering monk had his butt sliced open by an ant.
"Mo Mo doesn't need to deal with you yet!"
"Flowing Light Sword Style!" Mo Ji shouted, the sword in his hand roared, and sword energy shot towards Chu Cheng like a heavy rain, extremely fast and fierce.
Chu Cheng's face remained as usual, and the protective shield of the sword just now faded away at all. He had a secret guess in his heart. Although these sword energies looked fierce, he did not feel a sense of crisis.
"So you want to consume my shield?" Chu Cheng thought about it and quickly bumped forward.
With a roar, streaks of sword energy split across Chu Cheng's body, and all the sword energy that flowed like a heavy rain hit the protective shield.
"Click..."
"No!" Chu Cheng was startled when he heard the tearing sound of the protective shield. He sped up, jumped up and punched it.
"Little trick!" Moji snorted coldly, raised his sword and struck at it.
Chu Cheng ignored the sword energy and pushed forward hard, hitting Mo Ji's chest.
Mo Ji sneered and was about to slash at the fist when he was suddenly startled. I saw Chu Cheng turning his fist into a palm, and instantly attached it to Moji's chest, and a flame ignited.
"Ah!" Mo Ji took two steps back, looking at his chest with shock and anger.
Although this palm did not cause any injury to him, the flames burned a large hole in his chest.
"Let me go and see if you are fair and fair and have chest hair? It doesn't matter if you have chest hair, but you also have breasts?" Chu Cheng said with a smile when he saw it. Then he said: "I didn't expect it to be a shemale!"
Mo Ji was stunned and asked in confusion: "What is a shemale?"
Chu Cheng thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's almost like a eunuch."
"Hahahaha!" The people all burst into laughter.
Mo Ji was really angry this time. He gritted his teeth and took out three talismans while waving his hands.
These talismans are human-level sixth-grade talismans, the Xuanhuang people of heaven and earth. The human-level sixth-level attack talisman can have the power of a full-strength strike from a seventh-level Qi-gathering monk.
Moji said with a ferocious smile: "Chu Cheng, you forced me!" Even he didn't have many sixth-grade human-level talismans, and his body ached at this time.
"When your shield is blasted away, you will die! I will make your life worse than death and cut off your flesh piece by piece!"
Three talismans burned, and three fire wolves appeared out of thin air!
Three wolf howls!
The three fire wolves rolled up the flames, and the air around them was filled with layers of heat.
Chu Cheng's expression changed and he felt a sense of crisis.
"Chu Cheng, let me die!"
Chu Cheng retreated hurriedly, but his speed was still not as fast as the three fire wolves. In an instant, it rushed towards me!
Boom boom boom! ! !
There was a sound in the school martial arts field, a cry of surprise, and then no sound again.
"Hahahaha! Chu Cheng, I want your flesh and blood, otherwise it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart!" Smoke billowed in the school martial arts field.
"Mr. Chu!" In the VIP room, Lin Qingrou stood up abruptly, her face changed drastically.
"Junior sister Lin, even if you go there, Chu Cheng will definitely die." The disciple named Liu rejoiced in the misfortune. He was happy for Chu Cheng to lose. As long as he won the spiritual stone, it didn't matter whether he died or not.
"My condolences to Junior Sister Lin. This is God's will. That person is not suitable to join our Luoyun Sect." Xie Feng said calmly.
"Little Marquis!" On the audience stage, Ling'er's eyes turned red and he almost fainted, while the common people were extremely anxious.
"Brother Chu!" Shao Yang gritted his teeth in Room 7.
In the school martial arts field, the smoke is still billowing and has not dissipated.
Mo Ji lay down with his spirit sword and walked over step by step. He wanted to cut off Chu Cheng's flesh piece by piece.
In this duel, three human-level sixth-grade attack talismans were wasted by an ant. I couldn't swallow this breath unless I killed Chu Cheng.
"Chu Cheng, let these people witness your death!" Moji laughed.
At this moment, there was a sigh.
"Alas, the master is lonely, and the great regret in life is that he has never failed!"
"What!" Moji stopped and looked stunned. This voice was actually made by Chu Cheng! "
How can it be? How could there be nothing wrong with the attack of three human-level sixth-grade attack talismans on the front!
The smoke dissipated, revealing Chu Cheng's figure, standing upright, still smiling.
"Hmph, you don't have the shield now, you're still going to die." Mo Ji saw that there was no shield to defend himself, and he immediately understood that he was blocked by the shield.
"Oh, what a shame! That's fine!" Chu Cheng said lightly.
"Death is imminent, and your tongue is dry?" Ink marks rose into the sky, seven water balls floated in the air, and in an instant they turned into thousands of water arrows!
Bang bang bang bang!
The water arrows fell like rain, but faster than the wind!
Everyone outside the venue held their breath at this moment.
Chu Cheng had a rough idea of Moji's strength, and with full confidence, he saw him pull out his magic weapon dagger.
"Look, there's a flying fairy from the sky!" A figure of a martial arts master appeared in Chu Cheng's mind.
