"Don't worry, if he dares to use any magic weapon on the fighting platform, he is destroying himself."

Cheng Xi said with a serious look on his face.

"Okay, let's be quiet!"

However, at this moment, a grey-haired old man dressed in dignified and kind-eyed, stepped onto the fighting platform, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to calm down! This old man was Su Hao in the Immortal Martial Hall two days ago.

The new senior elder I have seen, Xu Feng! “Huh?

Didn’t the deputy sect leader say that he presided over the leadership himself?”

Looking around, Su Hao couldn't bear to be shocked. He saw Meng Yu standing with his hands behind his back. He was standing at the door of the Immortal Martial Hall, looking at him with a smile on his face?

‘Are the pill ready?

'Meng Yu asked with his thoughts; 'It's already ready...' Su Hao nodded and responded with his thoughts; 'I guess everyone should be familiar with me,

I won’t introduce it too much, and I will host this conference today!”

Xu Feng smiled and then said, "I'll tell you now that the meeting of Chief Disciples of the Inner Sect was originally an open-ended selection, but in the end, only Qing Zhuo and Cao Zhenger participated in the competition.

People, in terms of strength and cultivation, these two disciples are also the ones in our sect, and are the most qualified to compete for the position of chief disciple!"

"But just two days ago, Su Hao, the alchemy instructor of Motuo Mountain, also brought his disciples he had cultivated, and could also be called his brother Yun He, to sign up for the Immortal Martial Arts Hall."

“In short, the game is now divided into two games.

To be fair, the game was divided into two days, because we were determined to let the disciples who won the first game have a day off, which would ensure that the disciples who had just finished the battle could be adjusted."

"Before the game, the three can come up to draw lots and choose before and after the competition. If you catch one or two, you will be the contestants today, and if you get the number three, you will have to wait until tomorrow to meet the first game.

The winners showdown.”

When he said this, Xu Feng paused, then glanced at Su Hao, Cheng Xi, and Han Qianren below the stage and asked, "What do you think of the three?"

"I think it's better to fight quickly, right?

Why do you have to take two more days?"

Su Hao hugged his arms with both hands, raised his eyebrows and said.

"You're talking lightly!"

Han Qianren glared at Su Hao angrily, then saw him looking at Xu Feng and said, "I think I will adopt your opinion."

"I'm free!"

Cheng Xi nodded calmly.

Now that things have come to this point, Su Hao is not saying anything more.

At the same time, Yun He, Qing Zhuo and Cao Zheng also boarded the fighting platform and began to select the number of places in the magic pattern talismans played by Xu Feng.

"I caught it and it turned out to be number three! Hahaha..." However, just as Qingzhuo opened the magic pattern talisman in his hand, he saw that he seemed to have picked up a peerless treasure. He laughed at the sky and was inexplicably excited.

Because catching the third number means that the last one to go on stage to participate in the competition, he can better preserve his physical strength and observe the weaknesses of the winner in the first game. How can this kind of beauty not be allowed to be raised?

Zhuo is happy?

"I want to ask, if Yun Hyuk wins in a while, will he be able to enter the second game directly?"

Su Hao looked at Xu Feng who was about to walk off the fighting platform and asked this question.

"What are you thinking about?

Want to win before you even started?

What do you think you are?"

However, before Xu Feng could respond, Han Qianren cursed in public at Su Hao! Because Su Hao's question was obviously contemptuous of him, Han Qianren's disciple, how could this be done?

Can you prevent him from feeling uncomfortable?

The whole audience was stunned because anyone could see that Han Qianren was angry. It was anger from a god! "What is that old guy?"

Seeing that Han Qianren was angry and slandering at Su Hao, Yun He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but secretly send a message to Su Hao.

It was obvious that Yun He did not see Han Qianren's cultivation, but he was very unhappy now because that old guy insulted his brother Su Hao in public! "Don't be excited for now."

Although the atmosphere was tense, Su Hao smiled indifferently and comforted Yun He in secret.

Then Su Hao looked at Han Qianren and said, "It's boring to watch the game anyway. Why don't Teacher Han take a bet? Whose disciple will win this game?"

Upon hearing this, Han Qianren said with a gloomy face: "Just because of you, you are just an ant, deserve to bet with me?"

Although Su Hao was so upset that he heard this, he still held back, and he deliberately laughed: "Hahaha, why?

Are you scared?”

"What a big joke! I, Han Qianren, are you afraid of your disciples taught by you, a ants?"

Han Qianren's momentum seemed particularly high at this time. The feeling of insulting Su Hao in public made him feel so comfortable! Of course, Han Qianren was also very confident, because in his opinion, as long as he was

If Su Hao doesn't let Yun He use any despicable means, Cao Zheng will definitely be able to suppress Yun He easily today! "Okay!"

Su Hao smiled and said, "Let's bet on a smaller scale, how about ten seventh-grade spiritual materials?"

"If you want to bet, you must be bigger. What's the use of betting on just ten elixirs?"

I saw a strange light flashing through the high-angled Han Qianren's eyes, and then he sneered: "At least I have to bet on a magical medicine, right?"

Hearing this, Su Hao suddenly felt a craze in his heart, and he almost couldn't help laughing! Because he had expected Han Qianren to get into his trap, but he didn't expect that Han Qianren would

How dare you bet on a magical medicine with him?

Su Hao forced himself to hold back his inner excitement and thought about it for a while assuming hesitation.

"how?

You won’t be afraid anymore, are you?"

Seeing that Su Hao was not speaking, Han Qianren took the initiative to ask this question. In his opinion, as long as Su Hao dared to agree, he would make a lot of money.

This scene made all the monks present speechless. The two inner sect mentors actually wanted to use a magical medicine to bet on winning or losing in the public's current situation?

However, they really want to see Su Hao’s statement, and they are also looking forward to the next game! "I am indeed afraid..." Su Hao frowned and deliberately slowed down his words.

This sentence, but before Han Qianren could laugh, Su Hao said at the same time: "What should I do if you can't take out the magic medicine after you lose?"
Chapter completed!