Chapter 687 I am a pig 1

The fat monk waved his hand and said, "You are wrong. When did I owe you a commission? You have not completed the task and used fakes to deceive me. I am so embarrassed to ask for commission? I don't want to take your life in the duel. Let's bet on the 100,000 top-grade divine stone. The loser will give the winner a 100,000 top-grade divine stone."

Xiong Meng hesitated for a moment, and nodded heavily in agreement. He still felt that he could win safely.

"One hundred thousand top-grade divine stones? Why do we get so many divine stones?" Ma Chun said in surprise.

"Shut up, the boss will not lose to this fat man!" Zhang Hai said confidently.

"Oh!" Miss Jing sighed at this time.

The stage had already completed the matter and after both sides saluted each other, Xiong Meng made a move and improved his momentum.

However, the fat monk was still standing there with a smile, without any movement, and the breath in his body did not begin to swell.

"Beat him!"

"Blow him!"

"Bet, bet, win or lose, buy more and lose more, chances are not to be missed!"

"I'll buy that strong man to win, a thousand top-grade divine stones!"

"I'll win by buying a fat man, five hundred top-grade divine stones!"

The audience was also full of joy, and there were even bettors who started to take the market.

Xiao Lingyu looked at the look of Miss Jing's frowning, then looked at the two followers of the fat monk, the goddess of the goddess calmly. He walked towards the location of the gambling game and said, "I will buy that fat man to win, 50,000 top-grade divine stone!"

Although the 50,000 top-grade divine stones are not a small number, the monk who is in charge should be rich and has not retreated from Xiao Lingyu's bet.

"Senior Xiao, how can you win by buying that fat man?" Zhang Hai asked forward.

"Haha, just in case." Xiao Lingyu replied with a smile.

"What does it mean?" Zhang Hai was puzzled.

"The duel has begun, let's watch the duel first." Xiao Lingyu pointed to the stage and said.

Miss Jing looked at Xiao Lingyu meaningfully, but did not say anything. She knew what Xiao Lingyu said just in case.

Xiao Lingyu bet on 50,000 top-grade divine stones. If Xiong Meng wins, even if Xiao Lingyu loses these 50,000 top-grade divine stones, Xiong Meng can win 100,000 top-grade divine stones. But if Xiong Meng loses, Xiao Lingyu won 50,000 top-grade divine stones, plus the capital of 50,000 top-grade divine stones, just make up 100,000 yuan, which can be used to fulfill the bet.

Xiao Lingyu looked very disgusted with people like the fat monk, and Xiong Meng and others gave Xiao Lingyu a good impression. He didn't mind helping Xiong Meng and others. As for the divine stone, it was just a number for him. It was not difficult for him to earn the divine stone now.

On the stage, Xiong Meng was the first to take action, because the fat monk was standing there and smiling.

Although Xiong Meng looked strong, his speed was not slow. After shouting, he suddenly kicked the ground with his feet, and his body instantly reached the other party. The divine sword in his hand also slashed fiercely at the head of the fat monk.

As the sword came, the fat monk still smiled, but what surprised everyone was that the divine sword was about to fall on the head of the fat monk, but after a crisp sound, it suddenly shifted its direction and fell from the edge of the fat monk's left shoulder.

What surprised everyone even more was that Xiong Meng, who was originally fierce in the attacking side, flew backwards while the divine sword fell.

No one saw it clearly, but Xiao Lingyu saw it clearly.

The reason why Xiong Meng's divine sword shifted was because the fat monk quickly slapped the sword on the divine sword, but the speed of that palm was too fast, and it was impossible for the strong man in the God King stage to see clearly.

Xiong Meng's body would fly backwards because the fat monk kicked Xiong Meng's lower abdomen as he slapped his palm on the blade.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he had not moved just now, so many monks watching the battle were very surprised.

"No, this is too fake, right?"

"Does the divine stone that deliberately releases water and deceives us?"

The monks who were betting on bears would win were reluctant, and they all shouted that this was a fake game.

After all, Xiong Meng was a master in the late stage of the Gods. He was kicked by the opponent, and his body flew back a few feet away and then settled down again.

Although the fat monk moved very quickly, Xiong Meng was a little elusive, his power was not very strong, at least that kick just now did not really hurt Xiong Meng.

Judging from the power of that kick, the fat monk is indeed only in the mid-stage cultivation of the gods.

"It must be that I was too careless!"

Xiong Meng is also a veteran of the battle formation. He quickly stabilized his body and then swung his sword to his opponent again.

However, this time, when Xiong Meng was about to approach his opponent, his body suddenly shook and came to the fat monk's left hand, swinging the divine sword and slashing it horizontally.

Although Xiong Meng's attack sought change, the result was still amazing. Before he slashed horizontally, the fat monk had already jumped high. His divine sword had just swept across the location where the fat monk was just now. The fat monk had already landed, and it still landed behind him.

With one knife, Xiong Meng's rich fighting experience told him that danger would come from behind, so he rushed forward more than ten feet without thinking.

Not to mention, Xiong Meng's reaction to rush forward this time was quite timely, because in Xiao Lingyu's eyes, the fat monk did just slap Xiong's back.

But in the eyes of ordinary monks, the fat monk just jumped high and then fell down quickly, without any other moves.

But even ordinary monks could feel that the fat monk's speed was indeed a bit weird and outrageous.

"Xiong Meng is afraid he will be defeated." Miss Jing couldn't help but shake her head and said, just seeing this.

Zhang Hai, Ma Chun and Ma Qiu are not clumsy people. They can also see that their boss does not have any advantage except for being superior in his realm.

The opponent's speed and reaction are too fast. No matter how powerful Xiong Meng's attack power is, it is difficult for him to hit the opponent. The opponent is already invincible, and even if he consumes it, he can lose Xiong Meng.

Xiong Meng seemed to have realized this. He did not attack again, but instead used his big iron shield to defend with all his strength.

"Oh, he really lost." Seeing Xiong Meng take out the iron shield, Miss Jing sighed.

Xiao Lingyu also knew that Xiong Meng would definitely lose. If Xiong Meng dared to attack and seek more changes in the attack, he could only hit the opponent once, and there might be a chance to win. But now he put on the stance to defend and let the faster fat monk attack, which is actually more dangerous and more pressure.

Of course, even if Xiong Meng chooses to continue attacking, he will probably still lose.

The fact is as expected by Miss Jing, the fat monk kept flashing and searching for flaws everywhere to attack. Xiong Meng's heavy iron shield was hard to defend against. In the end, Xiong Meng was knocked off the stage by the fat monk and lost the duel.

From beginning to end, the fat monk did not use any magic weapon, and Xiong Meng did not have any obvious injuries on his body, but Xiong Meng was still defeated, and he was defeated very thoroughly because he did not even touch the corner of the other party's clothes.

Although Xiong Meng looked unwilling, he actually lost with confidence.

After falling off the stage, Xiong Meng was surrounded by a group of city guards. If he did not fulfill his previous bet, the city guards would not let him go.

"Take it, give it."

The fat monk who was still standing on the stage put his hands into fists and smiled with a modest look on his face: "The 100,000 top-grade divine stones are not a small amount. If you can't take them out, you will follow me obediently in the future to do my business for me. When you have saved up enough divine stones, you can leave."

Although Xiong Meng is straightforward, he can only look embarrassed at the moment. He knows that his team can't produce 100,000 top-grade divine stones at all.
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