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Chapter 927 Toutuo monk!

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    "One thousandhigh-grade spiritual stones."

    The thin black monk looked at the high-grade spiritual stones in the storage space, his tone trembling.

    "Why, didn't you say that your betting pot is big enough and you won't refuse anyone who comes?"

    Zhao Dabao looked at the thin black monk who was trembling all over and asked naturally.

    "It's it's big enough, but fellow Taoist, the number of spirit stones you have is a bit too much. Our bet is simply"

    "A thousand high-grade spiritual stones, right? Okay, I, Third Master Jian, will take it."

    Before the thin black monk could say anything, there was a sound of stabbing him diagonally. The Third Young Master Jian, who was dressed in rich clothes, took the storage ring and looked at Zhao Dabao with fighting intent.

    "Haha, I felt that my Taoist friend was extraordinary that day at Deacon Peak, but I didn't expect that now I would get a thousand high-grade spiritual stones. He is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, and he is an outstanding person in the world."

    The smile on Master Jian San's face was a little cold. He didn't have a thousand high-grade spiritual stones in his entire wealth. He only had two to three hundred high-grade spiritual stones to survive. Now a foundation-building monk took out a thousand high-grade spiritual stones. No matter what,  Accept it first and then talk.

    If you win, you will receive the spirit stone.

    If you lose, you will default on your debt and get rid of the root cause.

    ¡° Anyway, with his uncle here, killing a high-level foundation builder is not much harder than killing a chicken.

    As for the punishment of the sect, compared with thousands of high-grade spiritual stones, it is still much lighter.

    "Well, even if you win, you must also be willing to lose. I hope Mr. Jiansan will keep his promise and still smile so happily."

    Zhao Dabao smiled. He knew that the backer behind the Third Master Jian was Jian Qi, a high-level Jindan sword cultivator and one of the deputy sect leaders of the sect!

    Because the combat effectiveness of sword cultivators far exceeds that of monks of the same level, Jian Qi¡¯s combat effectiveness is comparable to that of peak Golden Core cultivators.

    Zhao Dabao¡¯s current strength is comparable to that of a high-level Jindan cultivator, but with or without a sharp sword, if a high-level Jindan cultivator is caught off guard, he may be killed by his sword.

    Yes, smashed to death!

    The edgeless sword weighs more than 100,000 kilograms. Although it has no edge, if it falls straight down, even the best soul magic weapon may be broken.

    Although the peak Golden Core cultivators have many methods, they may suffer from hatred under the terrifying weight of the edgeless sword.

    So Zhao Dabao really didn¡¯t have the slightest fear towards Jian San¡¯s uncle, the deputy sect leader.

    "If Jiansan dares to default on the debt, or cannot afford to pay, just hit him with the edgeless sword. It is only natural and right to pay back the debt.

    And if the uncle of Jian San's deputy sect master dares to step in, he will be hit with the same sword without edge. Judging from Jian San's appearance, his uncle will definitely not be much better. By the way, he can be regarded as killing the people.  Harmful.

    Zhao Dabao and Jian San both laughed happily. At this time, Jian Qi, who was sitting in the clouds above the ring, suddenly sneezed while chatting with other Jindan monks.

    He touched his nose a little strangely, feeling a vague premonition in his heart. With their level of cultivation, they would have some sense of it, and the golden elixir monks had a strong physique. How could they suddenly sneeze?

    "However, Jianqi did some calculations, but he didn't have the slightest clue.

    This made him feel even more uneasy, always feeling that he would be unlucky one day in the future.

    ¡°As the deputy master of swords and my nephew is a talented person, Yushu Linfeng, I will definitely show off my talents in this competition and be ranked among the top three.¡±

    While Jian Qi was making secret calculations, Elder Jin Dan stood next to him and complimented with a smile on his face.

    After hearing the compliment from Elder Jin Dan, Jian Qi lowered his gaze and saw Jian San happily chatting with Zhao Dabao. He felt a little better. He stroked his beautiful beard and slowly said, "I have many descendants.  , only Jian San is my true successor. In this competition, there are Huangfu Ling'er and Zhou Song, leaving only one person in the top three, but I think it won't be difficult to fight Jian San."

    "That's that, that's it. The third master of swordsman has your true inheritance. The top three position is like searching a bag to retrieve something."

    The Jindan elder was complimenting, but there was disdain deep in his eyes.

    Although among the disciples of the sect, everyone thinks that Jian San is Jian Qi¡¯s nephew.

    But everyone in the upper echelons of the sect knew that Jian San was actually born from a bad relationship between Jian Qi and his sister-in-law, and the generational chaos was outrageous.

    But maybe because of his inner guilt or other reasons, Jianqi treated Jiansan better than his own children. He was obedient and obedient. No matter what the request was, he would always think of his satisfaction.

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    At this time, the arena competition has entered the preparation stage. After Zhao Dabao placed his bet, he began to follow the number he drew and came to the small arena in the southeast corner.

    &nbspsp;After a while, the game on the ring in front of Zhao Dabao was coming to an end. The hunchbacked old man finally lost his spiritual power and was swept out of the ring by the soul-locking gun. He was probably in danger.

    During this period of time, Zhou Song and Huangfu Ling'er have each won three games, each of which was a clean sweep of their opponents. Their peerless appearance attracted 99% of the attention.

    Zhao Dabao quietly closed his eyes to rest. After a while, it was finally his turn to play.

    Standing in front of him on the ring was a ninth-level Tutu monk, exuding a fierce smell of blood, and looking at him with a very unkind look.

    "Hey, kid, I was originally going to teach you a lesson and kick you off the ring, but Mr. Jiansan has already told me to take good care of you."

    As he spoke, the Toutuo monk smiled ferociously. The Third Young Master Jian gave him dozens of high-grade spirit stones and asked him not to be merciful in the competition and to directly destroy Zhao Dabao's cultivation or kill him directly.

    He is also confident in his own strength. The strength of the ninth level of foundation building ranks in the top 30 among nearly a hundred high-level foundation building monks.

    "Although Zhao Dabao's aura is not obvious, from the surface, it seems that it is the strength of the seventh level of foundation building.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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