Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 613 Weird Fat Monk!

"Such a congenitally deficient person dares to challenge Niu Tong. He really has no self-knowledge!" In the surrounding private room, several young people in fancy clothes gathered together, and one of them was discussing.

"Young man, I have some spiritual crystals, but I have no place to put them. It's normal to squander them here!" Another person said.

"Normal? This is a provocation to my Wang family!" The young man who was the first to speak just now said with a cold face.

"Wang Jiancheng, I think you're overthinking. You're an old man anyway. Don't you know how my Lotte Square behaves? When people challenge you, your opponents are randomly selected. How can you say that you are provoking your Wang family?" A Weibo The fat young man in brocade clothes said.

"Isn't it a provocation? He's standing on the ring right now, he's provoking my Wang family!" Wang Jiancheng said dissatisfied.

The young man in brocade clothes shook his head, stopped talking, and looked at the middle-aged man aside: "How many people bet?"

The middle-aged man bowed slightly and said with a smile, "There are less than ten people!"

"Oh? That's normal too!" The young man in brocade clothes nodded.

The middle-aged man seemed suspicious: "However, the blocking rate of three people is very high!"

"How many?"

"There are 30 middle-grade spirit crystals in total!"

The young man in brocade clothes was surprised when he heard this: "What?"

30 middle-grade spirit crystals, converted into low-grade spirit crystals, is 3000 million low-grade spirit crystals, which is a large number.

After the young man in Jinyi was surprised, he smiled and said, "It's really interesting. It seems that the Bull God has three more admirers from wealthy families!"

The middle-aged man smiled happily at this time: "Young Master Kang, all three of them bet that Dugu will win!"

"what?"

Everyone in the private room was surprised. After a moment of silence, everyone quickly laughed.

"Hahaha! Someone gave me spirit crystals in Lotte Square, that's a good thing! Remember to greet our distinguished guests well!" The young man in brocade clothes was extremely excited. He could earn a lot of spirit crystals in a gladiatorial match, so he was naturally happy.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man bowed again and exited the private room.

"Dugu Qiubai! Such an arrogant name, it should be called the giver of wealth!" Wang Jiancheng looked at Tang Chen in the distance and said.

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"Boy! If you are sensible, get off the stage. If you dare to come on stage with such a small arm, I can slap you away with one hand!" Niu Shen glanced at Tang Chen, and said with disdain in his voice like a bell.

"Go down! Go down!"

……

The audience off the court also shouted to let Tang Chen end.

Tang Chen ignored it, and walked directly to the side of the stone pillar, looking at the formation above.

The formation on this stone pillar is a compound formation, and it is not very mysterious in itself, but the process of engraving the seal is a bit complicated, and ordinary people with formation skills cannot complete it.

Tang Chen's attitude obviously angered the Bull God. He stepped in front of Tang Chen, looked down at Tang Chen, and said angrily: "Boy! You can't find death, and you can't end now, unless you kneel down and give it to Niu. Kowtow to plead guilty, I will let you go, otherwise, I will break your dog legs!"

Tang Chen directly ignored the threat of the Bull God. Such a person is not qualified to be his opponent.

The Bull God was very angry, his words were once again ignored by this sick boy, how could he not be angry, he was about to make a move when he heard the manager's voice.

"Bull God, restrain yourself, don't break our rules, otherwise, no one can protect you!"

The Bull God took a deep breath, glared at Tang Chen, snorted coldly, then walked to the other side of the stone pillar with big strides, and pressed his thick hand on it.

Tang Chen didn't think much, and lightly pressed the palm of his hand on the pattern of the stone pillar, and in an instant, he felt a tyrannical force attacking him.

He knew that it was still the power of the Bull God.

This bull god is indeed capable, his body strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, at least hundreds of thousands of catties, and he is comparable to a monster.

However, to Tang Chen, this is just an ant, with the strength of his physical body, he can easily crush the Bull God.

However, for the sake of the next game, he unleashed the same power as the Bull God, persisted with it, and even made a strenuous appearance to confuse the audience.

Sensing the power from Tang Chen, the face of the Bull God changed slightly. This sickly boy was not as thin as he appeared on the surface, but he actually had [-]% of his own strength.

The audience's voices were also much quieter at this time, and they also noticed the situation on the ring. This Dugu seeking defeat is a bit of a moral, no wonder he dared to come on stage.

"I was mistaken, this kid has some strength!" In the private room, the young man in brocade clothes was slightly surprised.

"Hmph! It's just in vain! When he leaves Lotte Square, let him see what a big family is!" Wang Jiancheng said coldly, and a stern look flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man standing beside him.

The competition in the arena was still going on intensely. Tang Chen was always in a desperate posture, sweating profusely, and seemed to have tried his best.

In fact, to Tang Chen, wrestling didn't feel at all, but acting was a lot of work, much more strenuous than wrestling.

But the expression on the opposite side of the stone pillar was extremely shocked at this time.

No matter how much power he increases, he can feel a force that is not weaker than his own coming from the other side. At this time, he has released [-]% of his power, and the other party is still persisting, so he has to take it seriously.

After thinking about it, the Bull God increased his strength by [-]%, and at the same time, a murderous look gradually appeared in his eyes.

The audience in the audience was much quieter now, and the few people who came out were still cheering for the God of the Bull, while the rest of the audience held their breath and watched the tense competition on the stage.

"This kid can really pretend!"

Ji Fangwen looked at Tang Chen's appearance soaked in sweat, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Hahaha, it's just not worth your life!"

At this time, an unpleasant smell came from their side.

Ji Fangwen and the two frowned, and saw a sloppy figure walking over, standing five feet to Ji Fangwen's right, watching the tense confrontation on the ring: "Amitabha, the poor monk has finally caught up, and I didn't miss this wonderful event." Showdown!"

Ji Fangwen was taken aback, feeling that the person in front of him was really extremely weird, among other things, just looking at his appearance, he was simply astonished.

Fat, hairless, with nine ring scars on the top of his head, wearing a patched rotten clothes, he is a fat monk.

What makes people speechless is that the fat monk's left and right hands are not idle at this time, the left hand holds the meat, and the right holds the wine gourd.

Ji Fangwen and the two stared wide-eyed, this man seemed to be a wine and meat monk.

Not only that, what made Ji Fangwen even more speechless was that ever since this guy came in, his eyes hadn't blinked, and he kept looking at the waists of the women who were cheering for the bull god.

This Nima is a monk?
With a clear eye, you have violated the three precepts!

Compared with this slovenly image, Ji Fangwen was even more surprised by this person's cultivation level. The cultivation level at the peak of Tianyuan Realm had a very strange aura, which made Ji Fangwen feel as if he was facing an abyss.

Perhaps sensing Ji Fangwen's eyes, the fat monk took half a step forward and cupped his hands at Ji Fangwen: "You're being polite!"

Ji Fangwen was taken aback again, not knowing how to respond, but in desperation, Ji Fangwen just bowed his hands in return and nodded in greeting.

However, the arrival of the fat monk obviously attracted the attention of many people around him. Someone frowned, pinched his nose and said, "I said fat monk, why are you so smelly? How long has it been since you took a bath?" ?”

"Bath? The poor monk has never had a bath since he was born!" The fat monk laughed.

As soon as the words came out, everyone immediately covered their noses and avoided a two-foot-long circle, separating the smelly monk, together with Ji Fangwen and the two of them.

(End of this chapter)