The time of a incense stick is gone in the blink of an eye.

    Zhao Sheng, code named Qilin, went to the challenge arena with heroes.

    "Whoa!" "Shh!" "boy! Come down!" "yes, don''t waste time." "come down quickly. Maybe we can reward you if we win some spirit stones." "..."

    Bursts of boos and laughter surrounded Zhao Sheng.

    Even the heroes opposite him were full of ridicule.

    The expression seemed to say, "you''re too weak. Get out of here."

    Zhao Sheng clasped his lips with a deep smile and quietly shook his right fist.

    "Come on." Zhao Sheng doesn''t want to talk nonsense.

    Two months, every minute and second can be said to be very important. Zhao Sheng doesn''t want to waste it on this mole ant.

    "Ha ha, good boy, crazy enough." the hero threw his neck, clenched his fists and fought in front of him. His eyes were full of murderous spirit.

    Squinting at the murderous hero, the corners of his mouth couldn''t help but hook.

    "Wow! So handsome! This hero can."

    "Yes, yes. Look at his posture. It''s so handsome!"

    "The gap between innate and acquired strength is too big. It seems that welfare activities are really done here today."

    "I''ve laid down a thousand spirit stones. How can I earn dozens of spirit stones? I''ll treat you later. Let''s enjoy it."

    Those crazy men and women in the stands looked at the cool and handsome heroes, as if they saw a lot of spirit stones flying towards themselves.

    During a breath, Zhao Sheng and hero looked into each other''s eyes without moving first.

    And just after a breathing time, they moved almost at the same time.

    "Die for me." the hero''s move is to kill, his right hand becomes a claw, and it is a claw towards Zhao Sheng''s throat.

    But how can Zhao Sheng make his move succeed?

    Zhao Sheng turned sideways and perfectly avoided the hero''s, which can be said to be a fatal blow.

    But looking at the hero who was sidetracked by his move, he smiled proudly, turned his palm and attacked Zhao Sheng''s throat again. Looking at the claw closer and closer to him, Zhao Sheng was not in the slightest panic. He pulled his right fist back and coaxed it directly.

    "Bang!" with a dull sound, the hero stepped back two steps.

    "Good boy, it seems that you really have two skills. But... You successfully made me angry..." the hero''s right hand trembled gently, but his face was still full of pride. It seemed that it was just because of his carelessness.

    "Wow, heroes are so handsome!"

    "Even stepping back is so manly. I feel like I''m in love with him."

    Hearing the sound on the stand clearly, Zhao Sheng couldn''t help rolling his eyes, and then yelled at the hero: "yes, you''re a donkey? You can''t help shouting twice. Are you bored? If you want to fight, you''ll be numb. If you don''t want to fight, hurry down. It''s interesting to shout?"

    Hearing Zhao Sheng''s words, the hero was obviously angry.

    "The younger generation the day after tomorrow, who can only show off his tongue, will die." the hero couldn''t help it any longer, and the whole man rushed at Zhao Sheng fiercely. This attack was so powerful that the hero himself had heard the cheers for him in the stands.

    In his mind at this time, he even made up a punch to kill Zhao Sheng, and then enjoyed the cheers of the whole audience, got one percent of the Lingshi bet, and left here full of money.

    But the actual situation is different from his idea.

    "Bang!" there was another dull noise.

    Along with this dull noise was the silence in the stands.

    What the hell happened?

    I saw the hero who was still powerful one second before, and the next second, he already appeared under the challenge arena.

    "In challenge arena 3, Kirin wins."

    "Wow ~" was only a short silence. With the sound of announcing the results, the space was boiling in an instant. But these boiling voices did not praise Zhao Sheng''s power.

    "Fake match!" "definitely fake match!" "boss, are you crazy about money?"

    "You can even do this kind of bribe for money?"

    Suddenly, an old man in black appeared on the challenge arena in the center of the small martial arts contest hall.

    "Silence! All kinds of fake matches are strictly prohibited in the martial arts competition hall. Once found, all spirit stones will be recovered and the small martial arts competition hall will be banned forever."

    The underground organization of daoqingmen has existed for too long. No one knows its specific background. But since it can exist, it is enough to prove that it can not be shaken by the people in the stands.

    "I''m not satisfied! Let him play with me. I''m also a pre congenital cultivation. If he can promise me, I''ll admit that you don''t have a fake match!"

    On the stand, a short and strong man shouted loudly.

    The short man''s face turned red and his veins burst out. If Zhao Sheng had noticed just now, he would have found that this man was the guy who just shouted down a thousand spirit stones and waited for the spirit stone to pay a treat.

    A thousand spirit stones... Ordinary external disciples have to save four or five years if they don''t eat, drink or practice.

    "Oh?" the old man standing on the central challenge arena turned his eyes and looked at the short and strong man: "Kirin, do you mean to fight? Don''t worry, in the small martial arts competition hall, everything is voluntary. If anyone dares to force, there will be no amnesty!"

    The old man''s breath accompanied the words and leaked a little. But it was this breath that calmed all the noisy people in the stands.

    The breath of Yuanying realm? This is in the outer gate. The cultivation in the later stage of Jindan is enough to become a deacon. Yuanying territory is enough to become an elder of the outer gate and even a deacon of the inner gate!

    "Elder, why are you afraid? If he wants to fight, I will fight!" Zhao Sheng looked up and stared at the short man.

    "Well, you have a break for incense, and people in the stands can bet." the old man looked at Zhao Sheng and nodded with praise in his eyes.

    "No need, that guy just now, he came off the stage before I made any effort."

    "Crack..." in some quiet space, there was a sound of something breaking.

    Then I saw the hero who was in high spirits not long ago and ran away from the scene.

    "Yes, yes, you can start at any time." the old man picked his eyebrows and quickly disappeared in place.

    Zhao Sheng turned his neck and suddenly thought of something: "that little brother over there, please put the money I just won down on me. Thank you."

    "Well... Ok..."

    "Hum! If you think you''ve won a fake match, you''ll be invincible in the world? How dare you win? Think I''m rubbish? How dare you be so arrogant, little monk the day after tomorrow?"

    "No, no, no, you misunderstood me. I really don''t think I''m invincible in the world, nor do I think you''re rubbish." Zhao Sheng said, gasping: "I just think you''re rubbish."