The sect leader took the lead in building a banker, proving that this sect still prefers gambling.

Life is just a gambling!

It’s okay for the immortal cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation to enjoy the fun.

Hearing Master Shen say this, the elders immediately became interested.

Needless to say, they were 100% Ayn Ruyan to win.

The chance of winning by Little Radish Head is almost zero.

No matter what aspect, I don't like him.

Even if the little prodigy has divine power, the power that can be used is 1,000 kilograms.

However, An Ruyan is now at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and her main combat power is 2,000 kilograms!

Therefore, no matter how radish head is against the will of heaven, it is impossible for a small wooden stick to defeat the monks at the eighth level of Qi training!

This is something unimaginable anywhere or in any occasion.

But the old fox, the Great Elder Zeng Anchu, turned his eyes and seemed to have realized some mystery.

He actually took out a top-quality spirit stone and put it in the tray in front of Sect Master Shen and said:

"Then I'll play and bet on this little carrot head's victory!

The key is that if you lose, just treat it as a contribution to the sect leader, hehe..."

Chen Wuya finally waited for someone to bet Xiao Luobo Head, and he laughed and said:

"Okay! You, the great elder, have a unique vision!

Well, I will keep the spirit stones for you. If you are lucky, you will be able to earn five top-quality spirit stones.

You're still smart, hahaha..."

"It's easy to say, it doesn't matter anyway, it's just a top-quality spirit stone!"

A top-quality spirit stone is naturally not taken seriously by these big bosses.

But for the little carrot head, that is a huge sum of money.

A top-grade spirit stone equals 10 top-grade spirit stone equals 100 medium-grade spirit stone equals 100 million lower half spirit stones.

Little Radish only received 10 low-grade spirit stones in the first month.

If this top-quality spirit stone is given to a large radish head, he will get at least ten years of salary.

The smile on Zeng Anchu's face was like the skin of an old hen, all of which were bumps.

But his cunning is very deep and delicate.

He felt a sense in the dark that he felt that this little radish head might have a chance to win.

The winner is God’s will. Who can tell it clearly?

Sometimes it is certain that the gutter has capsized.

...

At this moment, the competition is about to begin on the ring.

The half-flag pole of the little radish's head was stuck on the ground, and he held it tightly in his hand as a red tassel.

His eyes were still staring at the floor on the ring, not looking at An Ruyan.

The flying sword above An Ruyan's head was spinning faster and faster, making gusts of wind.

Obviously, strength is gathering, and the power is about to be gathered.

An Ruyan stared at the little radish head with her eyes tightly. She remembered that her father told her that she must not underestimate any opponent!

She also told her younger brother that a lion fights a rabbit and still uses all her strength.

Therefore, An Ruyan dared not take it lightly. She had to do her best to deal with the small black radish head in front of her.

Now, you can attack after the referee Lu Changsheng blows his whistle.

An Ruyan stared at the little radish head and looked for flaws all over him.

It seems that this little child prodigy has never practiced weapons and does not know what defense it is.

His body was filled with empty doors!

All are flaws!

Could this kid be cut off by my flying sword later?

An Ruyan's mood is very complicated at this moment.

She actually didn't want to cut off the little radish head.

However, in order to maintain the family's reputation, sometimes we have to do some unscrupulous things.

She still admires this child very much in her heart.

She thought that when she was eight years old, she was not as outstanding as this boy.

He is obviously very talented!

If he was given time to grow up, he would definitely be a very amazing monk!

If they cannot use it for their homes, they will be a powerful enemy in the future!

Therefore, it is better to eradicate the roots from now on and not give him a chance to grow up.

There is an extremely exciting pleasure to kill a genius monk in the cradle!

Whatever a person thinks in his heart, all kinds of invisible gases will appear on the surface of his body.

The little carrot head now felt that it was a murderous aura.

"Hmph, do you want to kill me?

You are indeed looking for death!”

Although the little radish head stared at the ground and did not look at the elder sister, he was also thinking:

"When the duel begins, how should I beat this proud elder sister down the ring with a big stick?

Alas! Where is the best place to play?

Hit her on the chest?

It's a bit not suitable!

Hit her on the back? She broke her spine with a stick, and she couldn't practice anymore.

Hit her on the thigh?

No, it's too light.

If you have one leg, you can live as well.

An arm hit? Not right.

Hitting her on the neck...it seems a bit cruel..."

...

Lu Changsheng stood between the two of them, stuffed the ivory whistle hanging on his chest into his mouth, and let out two "drips" sounds, and the audience immediately became quiet.

Competition,

It's officially started!

The young sister couldn't help but clench her fists and sweated for the little carrot head.

Of course, it’s not just the senior sister who is worried about the little carrot.

All the audience was worried about this little prodigy.

A picture appeared in their minds:

At the beginning of the competition, the flying sword above An Ruyan's head flew down immediately, as fast as lightning, and passed through the body of the little radish head.

Then, either the head of the little carrot was cut off or his arm was removed!

As soon as the flying sword attacked, the little carrot head was basically powerless to resist.

The speed is too fast, the attack power is too strong, and the distance is too close.

That scene is simply unimaginable!

Lu Changsheng's whistle had not been finally blew.

He enjoys the atmosphere that is now highly anticipated.

In his heart, he also hoped that the little carrot head would win.

Then, in every competition of Little Radish Head, he will enjoy the glory that is highly anticipated.

After a full five seconds of pause, everyone stared at him quietly and finally blew the whistle.
To be continued...