Chapter 300 On the eve of the battle for hegemony, bet

"Please go in. King Wu invites you to the second floor, Emperor Wu goes to the third floor, and Emperor Wu goes to the fourth floor..." In front of the Welcoming Building, Bai Xiaolong and his disciples were greeting guests.

After all, this time it was related to Da Wangshan's face, and all the disciples were treated carefully and arranged in an orderly manner.

On each floor of Yingbin Building, there are Dawangshan disciples receiving it. On each table is a plate of Dawangshan fruits. The fruit fragrance makes everyone present full of appetite.

"I don't know how this fruit from Dawangshan grows, but it's so delicious..."

"Damn it! It's not enough to eat one, but if you want to eat it, you have to pay for it. It's too expensive..."

"It's not just fruits. Look at the menu of Dawangshan. These dishes are affordable. Even if you are a rich man, you have to consider them."

"I really envy those disciples of the sect. They order dishes on the tables, so good..."

"Ahem, it seems that no one has eaten the fruit on that table. Why don't we go...hehehe..."

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At this time, a large number of people had gathered on the first floor of Yingbin Building. Fortunately, Yingbin Building was big enough, otherwise it would be impossible to accommodate it.

Moreover, the first floor of Yingbin Building is full of disciples below King Wu. They can squeeze in as much as possible. As for King Wu, they can go up to the second floor, and the space is much looser than that.

Strength determines status, this is an eternal truth.

"People are careful. In order to increase everyone's interest, our Dawangshan has specially added entertainment activities. There will be a disciple who is specifically responsible for betting on each floor. Dawangshan Dawang VS God of Food, with odds of one to two. This is a rare opportunity to make money. Everyone can bet at that time!"

Han Dapeng also stood outside the door and shouted loudly.

"Haha, you can still place bets. Is this a comparison? It must be the God of Food that won..."

"I'll go, there are so many of us. Even if Da Wangshan is awesome, he will probably lose all his pants..."

"Hahaha, why bother with that much? As long as we can make money, I'll bet on the God of Food to win!"

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Everyone is scrambling to find a place to place bets.

"Haha, this building is indeed as you said, it is really good..." When he saw Yingbin Tower, the general manager couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, we have lived a lot of life and thought we had a lot of experience. We have never been as surprised as we are today..."

General Tian also sighed and said, "But this Dawangshan dares to set up a gambling game. Do you really want to compete with the God of Food?"

"We have experienced the cooking skills of that old man, God of Food. In this world, I really don't believe that anyone can beat his cooking skills..." General Di also responded.

"That... the two generals, actually... I think Da Wangshan should win..." At this time, the fat man couldn't help but remind him.

"Oh? How do you explain this?"

"I have tasted the skills of that king, and it is definitely rare in the world..." The fat man couldn't help but think of the bowl of spiritual medicinal food before parting, and then said: "And... According to my disciple, this king never does a loss-making business!"

The two generals looked moved and couldn't help but ponder. This King Mountain is so magical, how could the King be a mortal? How could he do such a stable business?

While talking, the four of them had already entered the Yingbin Building, then walked straight through the crowd and entered the second floor.

There are obviously fewer people on the second floor, not more than one-third of the first floor. Moreover, because they are all King Wu, they have some master style and order is much better than the first floor.

"Sir, please go up, this third floor...we... can't go up..."

The thin man looked at each other and the fat man couldn't help but speak with a bitter smile on his face.

"Okay, we can't break the barrier of Dawang Mountain..." General Tian nodded. He also said it to the barrier of Yingbin Tower, so it was not surprising.

When the two generals went up, the fat and thin two smiled, immediately understood what each other was thinking, and walked directly towards Xiong Da in the corner. There were many people around there, and there were constant debates. It was the place where the second floor bet was...

As for the third floor, the number of people was much smaller. Wu Zong was shocked to be the top-level strong man in the Five Continents. Many people naturally recognized the two generals and stood up to say hello.

On the fourth floor, only Martial Master can go up, and there are only a few eight or nine people, all reminiscing about the past.

"Hahaha, I knew you two would come over, it turns out to be so!" The person who spoke was an old man with black hair and black beard. Unlike other old men, his beard and hair were not a little white, and his beard grew to his chest.

"Haha, you old guys, it's really early..." The two generals of Tiandi smiled and responded.

Then, their eyes swept away and couldn't help but be stunned, "Why are you here?"

There are many sects in Dongzhou County. Even if it is a Martial Master, there should be hundreds of people. The appeal of the God of Food and the Ordinance of the Pill Saint should be far more than these.

"Aren't you two coming to your General's Mansion? It's not peaceful recently..." Another old man replied, meaningful.

"And some old guys are in seclusion and can't come at all."

The two generals of the world nodded slightly and stopped talking. Instead, they looked at the center of the building, where Mr. Zhao was sitting there, talking to other martial masters.

There was also a sign in front of him - the betting place.

"Hahaha, Dan Yin, I didn't expect you to join a force in the end." General Tian smiled slightly and stepped forward and said.

On this level, the martial masters all know each other and don’t need to introduce them at all.

"I will be the guest of Da Wangshan from now on. You must take good care of Da Wangshan." Old Zhao was not polite and said directly, and then said, "You two are here just in time. The competition will begin soon. Come and place the bet..."

The two generals of heaven and earth will slowly walk closer, but they see that the content of each person's bet is recorded in front of Mr. Zhao.

"Feiyan Sect, bet on Feiyu Step, the God of Food wins, bet on a sixth grade pill..."

"Badao Alliance, bet on a Tiandao, the God of Food wins, bet on a sixth grade pill..."

"Tianjian Pavilion, bet on the three styles of Tianjian, the God of Food wins, bet on a sixth grade pill..."

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When they reach their level, spirit stones can no longer represent anything, so they are naturally replaced by some strange things.

The contents of the bets above are all bets on the God of Food to win, and obviously they have full confidence in the God of Food to cook.

"Haha, Danyin, you are willing to take out so many pills to bet with us. It seems that you are the king who is optimistic about Dawangshan..." General Tian smiled and couldn't help but say.

When they reach their level, they are all very skilled. Dan Yin's actions must be strange.

However, with the cooking skills of the God of Food, there is obviously no reason to lose, so although they are confused, they can't guess what Zhao Lao Hulu sells.

There will be another chapter in the afternoon, Happy Double Eleven...
Chapter completed!