Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 614 Absolutely impossible!
Ji Fangwen didn't avoid it, but he felt that the monk was a bit weird. Although the few words just now were simple, they were not something ordinary people could say.

"This guy is a master!"

Ji Fangwen thought secretly.

However, that elder resisted to stay by Ji Fangwen's side.

And everyone around looked at the fat monk in disbelief.

Ever since you were born, you haven't taken a bath?
Is this Nima still a person?

At this time, the envoy of Le Tianfang came over angrily, stood two feet away, pointed at the fat monk and shouted: "Smelly monk, who let you in? Get out of here!"

The four guards behind the waiter were also gearing up and yelling loudly, but they didn't dare to step forward, mainly because the fat monk was too stinky.

The fat monk was not angry either. He opened his mouth wide and smiled at the waiter: "Amitabha, you businessmen, how can you drive away customers? I will place a bet later. In other words, I Now they are your food and clothing parents, come here, good boy, call your father to listen!"

The waiter was furious when he heard the words, pointed at the fat man and cursed: "Whose father are you? Be careful, I'll chop you up!"

"Amitabha, benefactor, you have violated the precept of hatred. You don't need to be called father, you can call me Lord, and the poor monk has a fat heart and a broad body, so I don't mind!" The fat monk bowed.

When these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

This smelly monk is too ruthless, he doesn't take dirty words when he curses, and he wants to be someone else's ancestor.

The waiter was furious, pointed at the fat monk, and said angrily, "Catch him, throw him out, chop him up!"

The four guards were helpless and were about to step forward when a cold and stern voice came.

"Presumptuous! How dare you be rude to seniors!"

I saw a majestic middle-aged man coming over, waited for the waiter and guards, and said sharply: "Get out, don't come to Lotte Square in the future!"

The five of them trembled for a while, without saying a word, they immediately walked backwards and left.

Seeing the five people leave, the middle-aged man cupped his hands at the fat monk: "Forgive me for disturbing senior!"

"The children are still young and ignorant, so the poor monk won't care!" The fat monk waved his hand.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he didn't speak, and left again with a cup of his hand.

As soon as the waiter left, everyone turned their attention to the ring instead of paying attention to the fat monk.Although the fat man was weird, it was far less attractive than the competition in the ring.

The fat monk looked at the two people on the ring, finally stopped his eyes on Tang Chen, paused slightly, and muttered: "This kid is a bit weird!"

At this time, Tang Chen was already sweating profusely, his clothes were drenched, his face was flushed, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his muscles were tense.

The same is true for Niu Shen, but he is not as exaggerated as Tang Chen.

Those suitors of the Bull God started to shout at this time. Everyone saw that the critical moment had come, and they began to cheer for their idols.

"The Bull God will win!"

"Cow god, come on!"

"Bump that kid into the air!"

……

However, at this time, there was a very discordant voice on the field.

"God of the pit, come on! God of the pit, I love you! The god of the pit will win! Knock that kid into the air!"

Everyone looked at him in unison, only to see a sloppy fat monk gnawing on big meat, bouncing around and shouting on the periphery of the auditorium, his image was very wretched.

Ji Fangwen didn't dare to stay by this fat monk's side anymore, he pulled the elder away to hide with a black line on his face.

The fat monk didn't seem to notice the eyes of the crowd, and was still dancing, as if he was the only one on the field.

"Fuck, this shit is too disgusting!"

One quickly ran away, hid aside and vomited.

"I can't stand it either, where the hell did this monster come from!"

Immediately afterwards, a few more people ran away.

The fat monk looked at the actions of the few people and curled his lips: "Amitabha, you really have no taste, you don't understand the peerless beauty of the poor monk at all!"

After saying that, he started to cheer for Tang Chen again.

However, Ji Fangwen's expression changed slightly due to the name of this pit god, secretly thinking that this person is really not simple.

Tang Chen also noticed the fat monk, the movements of his hands didn't change at all, but he was taken aback in his heart, he couldn't see through this person.

Even if a martial artist in the Emperor Realm has concealed his cultivation, he can see a little bit, but he can't see through this fat monk at all.

If it wasn't for the opponent's clever concealment technique, it was because this person's cultivation base was too high.

At this time, the Bull God resisted Tang Chen's power with all his strength, and did not pay attention to other things at all.

His heart began to growl!

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
How could this kid have so much strength, no way!
Must be mistaken!
He clenched his teeth, roared, and poured out the last of his strength.

Tang Chen performed as usual, with a little more strength.

Roar!
The Bull God roared, and finally sat down on the ground, his face turned pale, gasping for breath, and looked at the stone pillar with a look of unwillingness.

For a while, there was no sound on the court, it was extremely quiet.

The fat monk also stopped jubilation, with a wretched smile on his face.

How could this be?
Why did the Bull God lose?
I was absolutely wrong!
Those fanatical suitors were comforting themselves in their hearts, while the rest of the people were all shocked.

Unbelievable!

This thin young man actually won!
Can't it be fake?

Many people raised such questions, and began to doubt the authenticity of this competition, but after thinking that the formation on the ring did not respond, everyone finally understood.

This time, Dugu Qiubai really won!

"Dugu seeks defeat and victory!"

A loud voice sounded, announcing Tang Chen's victory.

At this time, Tang Chen was also sitting down on the ground, his face pale, and finally lying on the ground, panting exaggeratedly, it was much harder than the God of the Bull.

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses a little bit, Niu Shen used [-]% of his strength, and Dugu Qiubai probably used more than [-]% of his strength, which led to collapse.

"This kid!" the fat monk muttered to himself.

But in the private room, the sky was blown up.

"Impossible! How could this be? How could the Bull God lose?"

Wang Jiancheng smashed the table with his palm and became furious.

"Calm down your motherfucker, I lost more than 200 million middle-grade spirit crystals, it's more uncomfortable than you, why are you yelling?"

At this moment, the young man in brocade clothes also looked at Wang Jiancheng angrily, and then turned his gaze to Tang Chen with killing intent on his face.

"Calm down, please? Since it's a gamble, there must be winners and losers! We are all from big families, don't let people say we can't afford to lose!"

A fair and clean young man said indifferently, from the beginning to the end, he was the quietest one in the private room.

The white and clean young man paused for a moment, and then said: "Except for Kang Ziyang, you have no loss! Of course, the more than 200 million middle-grade spirit crystals are not a big loss for Lotte Square!"

(End of this chapter)