The betting competition is just to kill time. Everyone is a colleague, and some are rich, so it is normal to put a few spiritual crystals and spirit stones.

Lingyu is not the case.

Even if his quality is slightly inferior, he is still of high value. The iron-pick guest Yuelu only has hundreds of spirit stones. Betting with spirit jade is not a joke, but a naked provocation.

Needless to ask, it must be a masterpiece of Jieling City. The bets on both sides are disproportionate, and the spiritual pets on both sides are very different, so the dealer faces the risk of compensation.

Zhao Congtian was so happy that he widened the difference and deliberately embarrassed Jing Hua.

"Jing Gong, oh... this farm cannot sit. Even if you pay 50 or 100 per compensation, the spirit stones on both sides cannot be compensated... Tsk tsk tsk! The gap is so big, Mr. Zhao is powerless, and powerless! I am ashamed, ashamed..."

Jing Hua ignored Zhao Congtian and walked straight to the rice ball. He stroked his head with his hand, lowered his voice, and muttered something in his mouth.

"Rice balls, just win over the other party, don't cause riots."

The white wolf shook his head and tail, obviously very excited. However, it was very conscious and just raised its head and whistled.

"Aowu..."

Shen Tuchang took out the "unicorn Red Wind Horse" and took it to the center of the courtyard. He stroked the red horse's back and murmured to himself.

The spirit beast has not yet transformed, so naturally he does not understand his words. However, the monks and spiritual pets communicate day and night, and there is a subtle response between the two sides. Shen Tuchang had no disgust towards Jing Hua, but the faction between the two was different. Zhao Congtian and others said good things and gave them rewards. Of course, he had to "mean and mean".

"Jing Gongfeng, since the gambling game cannot be played, let's start now..."

Lan Caixia stepped forward and urged her, but she did not forget to make a few sarcastic words, wanting to see the other party’s jokes.

Jing Hua turned around and smiled, "Don't be impatient for a while, I have something to do."

After saying that, he walked to the gambling table a few steps, took off the package behind him, unbuttoned the buckle and placed it on one side.

"Crash..."

The brocade was lifted up, revealing hundreds of spiritual crystals inside.

"hiss......"

The sound of air sucking around was endless, and the worshippers looked at Jing Hua with a strange look.

Of course, they were not shocked by wealth. Most of the "old-school" monks have worked for generations, with a wealth far exceeding that of the casual cultivators. Some people can even use spiritual jade to bet on the game.

When Concubine Ke Jing faced a trick with huge power disparity, he smashed hundreds of spiritual crystals for anger, and was unreasonable no matter how he looked.

In fact, even if Jing Hua did not participate in the gambling competition, everyone felt that it was very normal. After all, the gap between the two sides was there, so it would be a good idea to have fun, but the way Jie Lingcheng put out a piece of spiritual jade was done too much.

Most of the worshippers had clear eyes and bright hearts, and saw the hidden contradictions between Zhao. However, they made no noise when they made a statement in advance to make up for fun. As soon as hundreds of spiritual crystals were put out, the matter was "played" a bit big.

There is still a gap in wealth between the two sides, but the game of 20 or 30 or 30 or 30 can be opened. Many people shook their heads and sighed, thinking that Jing Gongfeng was too young and too angry to bear the other party's agitation. As a result, he fell into the eye and gave the wealth to others for nothing.

"The orchid worship can begin."

Lan Caixia was shocked by Jing Hua's "luxury" and couldn't answer for a moment. Some worshippers saw the subtle atmosphere and said in the insult: "Lan worship, this game..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Congtian quickly interrupted and said, "Okay! Jing Gongfeng is so arrogant. Zhao admires him very much. One 20 yuan will be compensated. We will take this game!"

"spit!"

Lan Caixia spitted secretly. What kind of heroic spirit is like a prodigal idiot. The head of Jing was probably clipped by the door panel, and he actually thought his wild wolf would win?

It was useless to spend the time trying to plot against him. This guy was simply a naughty man, and he was like a young master who hadn't grown up.

In the middle of the yard, Shen Tuchang frowned. "There is no better master to know how to favor him." Could it be that the other party's wild wolf really has amazing magical powers and has misunderstood him?

Thinking of this, he silently instructed the "One-horned Red Wind Horse" to be cautious and never be careless.

“Ye’er…”

The "unicorn Red Wind Horse" sniffed, and seemed to be impatient.

Although it does not know the background of the "Ji Mo Bai Wolf", the spirit of the monster is rooted in its soul and bloodline, and is quite sensitive to natural enemies and prey. The other party is just a mutant beast that is not worth taking action at all. It is just that the owner has ordered it to "play" with it."

The rice ball couldn't wait and walked into the courtyard. A friend was ordered to bring two thick black cotton cloth in advance. Jing Hua and Shen Tuchang took action separately and wrapped the black cloth on the back of the spirit beast.

This is a common method of fighting beasts, and there is no need to separate life and death. As long as the black cloth is damaged and dropped, the corresponding spiritual pet will be considered as a failure.

Zhao Congtian and others originally estimated that Jing Hua would deliberately interfere and loosen the cloth, and then the cloth would fall and admit defeat. They were originally going to sarcastically say a few words, but the other party actually took out hundreds of spiritual crystals, which was obviously not the voluntary attitude of admitting defeat.

The challenge of the "unicorn Red Wind Horse" with "mutant beasts" is beyond the scope of understanding of the worship of Jieling City. Therefore, they watched silently and did not speak randomly.

Both sides were ready and retreated, and the beast fighting officially began.

The "unicorn Red Wind Horse" was launched first. The horn on its head shone, driving the flow of energy around it, and a few strands of pure wind spirits surrounded the body, and then generated the "radical technique".

"Ye'er..."

The "unicorn Red Wind Horse" opened its mouth and spewed out a bird-shaped fire ball. The fire ball seemed spiritual, and it spun around in the air for half a circle, and suddenly rushed towards the white wolf opposite.

"Firebird Technique".

It can make a name for itself among monsters, and of course the "unicorn Red Wind Horse" has unique abilities. It is born with dual-type spiritual roots of wind and fire, and can use several basic low-level spells.

In addition, the power, speed and explosion of the Red Horse is far better than that of the wild beasts. However, the Goshawks still need all their strength to fight against the rabbit, let alone the owner warns in advance. Therefore, as soon as he came up, the "unicorn Red Wind Horse" showed off his real skills and prepared to fight quickly.

The firebird came in full force and rushed straight to the opponent's face. The white wolf was as if frightened and stayed still.

Everyone watched the firebirds crash into them, and they all showed a terrible expression.

Now that I really want to fight, the white wolf will have to lose at least half of his life. Jing Gongfeng overestimated his abilities, and the courage of the spiritual pet became even more problematic. He was frightened and paralyzed as soon as he started.

Most worshippers sighed secretly. Without a suitable monster, it is better to be alone and wait for the right one to cultivate. The spiritual pet is as incompetent as the "Gi Mo White Wolf" and is just wasting spirit stones.

Shen Tuchang laughed silently. He dared to fight beasts even if he was so good at such a level, but he really didn't know how to write the word "death".

"ah!"

Amidst the amazement, the firebird hit the white wolf's forehead, but did not trigger the expected explosion. The spell "passed" directly and hit the ground under the wolf.

"boom!"

A shallow pit about a foot square exploded in the yard, and the figure of the white wolf slowly dissipated.

This is...a phantom!

At the same time, a wolf shadow suddenly jumped out from behind the red horse and slapped it hard at the back of the horse.

When the incident happened suddenly, the Red Horse was ready for battle. It blessed the "Wind Technique". At the critical moment, it twisted its waist and kicked the ground, jumped forward for several feet, and then narrowly flashed through a claw.

"oh......"

The worshippers exclaimed in unison and were shocked by the reversal in the field.

The sharp-eyed monk could see clearly that the wolf claws crossed the back of the "unicorn Red Wind Horse", and the black cloth was cut through two shallow cracks. Strictly speaking, the Red Horse had already lost.

Shen Tuchang's face turned pale, his lips were closed and he didn't say anything. Although Zhao Congtian and others saw it, they all pretended to be blind and deaf, and they didn't say anything.

The "One-horned Red Wind Horse" eyes were bloodshot and anger surged into her heart.

It screamed several times, and red light flashed around its body, and several red shields appeared on its face.

Chiju has released the life-saving trick "Three Yuan Fire Shield", which can form a magic barrier around and burn any approaching opponents.
Chapter completed!