"Yang Jingjian, so what if I'm arrogant? If you can, come on stage and fight with me. If you lose, I'll give you 10 million spiritual stones." Mai Chang laughed at Yang Jingjian.

Yang Jingjian suddenly became scared. When it comes to making money, he is better than Mai Chang.

But when it comes to fighting, he can't beat Mai Chang.

Although everyone is said to have mid-stage Jindan strength, his Jindan strength is improved by resources, which is quite different from Mai Chang.

This is why some people can fight beyond the level. The more solid the foundation is, the stronger the combat effectiveness will be.

Yang Jingjian said nothing, and returned to sit next to Mo Huasong with his head lowered.

Mo Huasong asked: "Yang Jingjian, are you a man? Fight him."

Yang Jingjian said with a sad face: "Brother Mo, I can't beat him."

Suddenly, Yang Jingjian's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Brother Mo, how about you pretend to be my subordinate first and help me fight Mai Chang?"

Mo Batian's fighting power is very strong and he can definitely beat Mai Chang like a dog.

"No." Mo Huasong shook his head.

"I will give you five hundred thousand spiritual stones, and if you win the battle, the ten million spiritual stones will be yours." Yang Jingjian said hurriedly.

Mo Huasong still shook his head: "Five million spiritual stones are too few."

If it were before, Mo Huasong would not be like this.

But ever since Liu Lanxi left without saying goodbye and the round jade stone was desperately devouring his spiritual stone, he has changed a bit.

"How about one million spirit stones? As long as you show up, it doesn't matter even if you can't win." Yang Jingjian gritted his teeth and said.

Mai Chang laughed at him in front of everyone, and he must take revenge.

Mo Huasong's heart moved, this is good.

There is so much money for just one fight, and it's not up for grabs, so you can give it a try.

Because just now, the round jade stone moved again, and then trembled.

Damn, after eating billions of spiritual stones, Round Jade seems to have become spiritual and can sometimes help him make decisions.

While Mo Huasong was still thinking about it, the round jade stone kept vibrating, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay, I promise you." As soon as Mo Huasong finished speaking, the round jade stone stopped trembling.

"Master, this round jade is a bit weird." The voice of the sword spirit came from Mo Huasong's mind.

"Yeah, it's very weird." Mo Huasong said helplessly.

Black Ghost Fire said angrily: "Master, no matter what it is, I will burn it."

"Can you deal with it?" Mo Huasong thought, he could let the black ghost fire test the round jade's ability.

When Black Ghost Fire heard Mo Huasong say this, he immediately rushed towards the round jade stone.

But the strange thing is that no matter how the black ghost fire is done, the round jade does not change at all.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said: "The black ghost fire is useless. It should be integrated with me. You can't burn my own things."

Yang Jingjian was also very neat and immediately gave Mo Huasong one million spiritual stones.

Then, Yang Jingjian raised his head and smiled evilly at Mai Chang: "Maichang, I will let my men fight you."

"Your men?" Mai Chang refused. "This is not possible."

Mai Chang is not a fool. Yang Jingjian's men have the strength of late Jindan, how can he beat them?

"That's him." Yang Jingjian pointed at Mo Huasong and smiled: "He is younger than me, don't you dare to fight?"

Mai Chang saw Yang Jingjian's silly face and couldn't help but look at Mo Huasong.

Then, Mai Chang's eyes lit up.

Mo Huasong's bone age is not more than 20 years old, and his foundation-building ability is really good.

Even if the other party hides his strength, a person under twenty years old is not that powerful.

"Yang Jingjian, it's okay for him to fight for you, but if he loses, you give me 10 million spiritual stones." Mai Chang shouted.

"This, this" Yang Jingjian hesitated.

That's 10 million spiritual stones. If Mo Batian loses, wouldn't he be in a big loss?

Mo Huasong turned to Yang Jingjian: "Don't worry, I won't lose. If I lose, I will pay for the 10 million spiritual stones."

Mai Chang saw that Yang Jingjian was very worried and thought that Mo Huasong had no strength. He couldn't help but feel even more happy, feeling that he had a chance to win.

"How is it? Yang Jingjian, don't you dare?" Mai Chang mocked: "It seems you are not a man."

"Maichang, why don't I dare? Come on, whoever loses will be given ten million spiritual stones." Yang Jingjian shouted loudly.

Mai Chang was secretly happy. This Yang Jingjian was really stupid and had a lot of money. It was really funny that he would send such a rookie to fight with him.

"Okay, everyone, help me testify." Mai Chang called to the guests next to him.

He and Yang Jingjian are both respectable people and will not be afraid that the other party will not admit their accounts.

"Master Mai, hurry up and defeat the other party so that you can get money to eat, drink and have fun with us early." A young master laughed.

In their eyes, Mo Huasong would definitely not be able to beat Mai Chang.

The elder of Liushan Sect was secretly happy. He just wanted to let people come on stage to discuss things, so as to increase the atmosphere of the banquet.

What cultivators like to watch most is other people fighting.

As soon as Mai Chang exerted force on his legs, his figure flew towards the stage like a roc.

"Okay, Mr. Mai is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that he will enter the Qinglong Ranking in the future." Someone flattered Mai Chang.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Mai Chang held his hands and smiled at everyone.

He is only in his twenties now. As long as he practices for another two or three hundred years, he will definitely be able to enter the Qinglong Ranking in the world of cultivation.

Yang Jingjian said to Mo Huasong: "Brother Mo, fly up quickly and teach him a lesson. You must make him injured."

Mo Huasong did not listen to what Yang Jingjian said and walked towards the stage step by step.

Seeing that Mo Huasong was so weak, the elder of the Liushan Sect showed contempt in his eyes. "The rules of the competition are that either someone will voluntarily admit defeat or fall off the ring."

The elder seemed to have said this only to Mo Huasong, fearing that he would be killed by Mai Chang.

After all, this is the lady's birthday banquet, so it would be bad if someone died.

Mo Huasong nodded, walked up to the ring and said, "Young prostitute, please give me some advice."

"What? What did you call me?" Mai Chang's face turned red with anger.

What made him most angry was that others gave him such a nickname. There used to be a young master who called him a prostitute. He wanted to fight to the death with the young master and made the matter very big.

Later, no one dared to call him that.

Even if Yang Jingjian had a grudge against him, Yang Jingjian would not dare to call him that.

"Haha, isn't it? From the looks of it, you go there often to play." Mo Huasong said with a smile.

"Hahaha, brother, what I said is so right. Yesterday, I saw Mai Chang in the house." Yang Jingjian saw Mo Huasong helping him to vent his anger, and he clapped his hands and shouted excitedly.

Suddenly, someone asked: "Mr. Yang, were you there yesterday?"

Yang Jingjian was speechless for a moment. If he were in other places, there would be no problem for him to say this.
Chapter completed!