Vol 4 Chapter 125: Is like a broken bamboo

The third chapter is sent, brothers, give some strength! ! ! ! ! ! !

The purpose of Qin Tian is obvious.
Take shortcuts to make a bet.
With 100,000 credits, it takes at least three months to do the task. Now I run into Lin Biao, and maybe I will run into Yang Hao tomorrow.
During this time of contact, I found that the Optimus is beyond the imagination and is almost pervasive. Yang Lan has been in the Optimus for many years. I must have received a lot of party feathers. I don’t get the qualifications of my inner disciples as soon as possible. If I run into it, the trouble will naturally not be less.
The value of outside disciples is far less than that of inner disciples.
Moreover, it is still a disciple of the Yellow Gate. It is even more unrecognized. It suddenly disappears when it leaves the mission. It can't attract anyone's attention. Who will manage the life and death of the Huangzhimen disciple?
The inner disciples are different. The mainstay of the Qianji Zong is greatly valued and will not easily let any disciple die.
For a long time, betting stations are scarce.
The old man stepped into the enchantment again, his voice was extremely loud, and the game was announced.
The name of Qin Tian appeared in the first round of the hegemony.
"Qin Tian against Zeng Xiang, odds of 1:1"
Tens of thousands of disciples in the field are not familiar with Qin Tian and Zeng Xiang. Although the people who bet are very rare, Qin Tian is naturally very clear, but others have no impression of him. He only cares about himself. That bet.
Qin Tian walked into the enchantment from the player's rest area, and Zeng Xiang also walked in from another intersection.
The two looked at each other in the ring, and Zeng Xiang immediately broke out all the strength and suddenly hit it.
Qin Tian calmly calmed down, smiled slightly, his body suddenly accelerated, and the blood in his body suddenly changed. Zeng Xiang felt a strong pressure, his heart was extremely angry, his eyes changed, his temper became a soldier, and a long sword turned into a thousand hundred roads. The sword is raging.
The sword is like a rainbow, and the thousands of swords are all in the same way. All the retreats of Qin Tian are sealed. Zeng Xiang chuckles, "Dead!"
When the word 'death' was just finished, the look suddenly shocked, and the sky disappeared in place, disappeared.
"Oh……"
Tens of thousands of disciples suddenly broke out with amazing sounds.
I don't know when Qin Tian appeared behind Zeng Xiang and hid the blood in the body. Zeng Xiang did not notice it at all. He even looked at the off-court referee and shook his shoulders. "People are gone, are you? Won?"
The referee old man gently shook his head and his face sneered.
People still don’t know when they are standing behind, but they still say they won.
It’s a big joke.
"Hey!" Qin Tian suddenly sighed softly in Zeng Xiang’s ear.
Immediately, Zeng Xiang squirmed his eyes, his feet accelerated, his fear rose, but his heart was dissatisfied. After several dozens of slams, he suddenly turned back and looked again. Qin Tian’s figure still disappeared.
At this point, the cold sweat on his forehead, such as rolling soybeans, the clothes were soaked, and the woods turned over and found that Qin Tian appeared again behind him, and that feeling was more uncomfortable than killing him.
The war is wilting and won without fighting.
Unbeatable speed, Zeng Xiang can not match, the only way out, only admit defeat.
"I lost." Zeng Xiang, like a dog, lost his head and walked down the platform, full of helplessness.
No one expected that the first battle hegemony would end in this way. The tens of thousands of disciples didn't even scream out the screams of cheering and cheering. The end is so fast that many people simply have no time to react.
The referee smiled a little and looked at Qin Tian, ​​his eyes revealing appreciation.
Self-awareness is stronger than the opponent, there is no enmity, no need to hurt others. This is the idea of ​​Qin Tian’s heart, but it has caused many foreign disciples to be upset. They are watching the exciting games and they are free to display twice. I won the game and didn't even have a fight.
"Win, haha..." Lin Biao laughed, thinking of Qin Tian's confession, immediately went to the betting station, and pressed all the credit points won by Qin Tian, ​​and he also pressed the credit for the win. Going on, he believes that Qin Tian, ​​today will definitely win the day.
"Are you sure that you continue to fight?" The referee's look changed slightly. He knew that Qin Tian's strength had reached the fifth stage of refining, but he did not expect that Qin Tianhui would continue to fight, and that he would like to fight all the way in the fifth stage. But things that have never happened before.
"Do you want to think about it again?" asked the old man.
"Thank you for your concern, I am sure to fight." Qin Tian is extremely serious.
The old man smiled a little, "Good."
Later, Qin Tian chose to continue to fight, and tens of thousands of disciples made ridiculous laughter and snoring, and they all thought that he was looking for death.
The disciples of Tianzhimen did not dare to do this. His disciple of Huang’s door was so arrogant that many disciples of the heavens were very upset. They were all eager to try to kill him. Can he let him go down again?
Qin Tian smiled faintly, and the commotion in the field was cold, and then his eyes closed slightly for the next opponent.
Completely ignore their existence.
Tens of thousands of disciples were even more dissatisfied, and all of them spoke.
The betting station became crazy. Almost no one pressed Qin Tian. All of them were pressed against his opponent. They didn’t believe that Qin Tian could win. Just winning was absolutely lucky~EbookFREE.me~ by speed The advantage of psychologically defeating the opponent, the next game is not so lucky.
The list of battles comes out.
Wang Fang, a disciple of Heaven, and a fifth-order refining.
Qin Tian smiled, "it is also a person of the Optimus."
Wang Fang’s strength is extremely exquisite, and his strength among the outside disciples ranks in the top 20, and the next in-house disciple competes for strength.
His appearance completely caused tens of thousands of disciples to respond, yelling at his name, and his morale was extremely high.
Wang Fang sneered aloud and shook his head and looked at Qin Tian. "Brother, you are looking for death. Don't blame me for being mad at the ghost."
Then it was cold and cold: "In fact, I hate killing people. However, if someone wants you to die, I will do it for you."
Qin Tianyiyi, but in his heart is a question, "Who wants me to die? Is it the last time that the killing of Yu Sheng was exposed?"
The heart was tight, faceless, looking at Wang Fang, Qin weather broke out, purple smoldering rose, a smile of death hanging on his face, gently spit out, "I like to kill, do remember to let the king Come to me."
Then the two eyes roared, and the majestic qigong suddenly changed. The incomparably powerful breath instantly attacked, and the speed increased. The purple steel gun swept out of his hands. The momentum was fierce and the wind was strong. Go out...
Wang Fang suddenly retraced, but he couldn’t think that Qin Tian was so powerful, his heart pressure was multiplied, and it was almost a thought. When he reacted, Qin Tian’s purple lance had pierced his heart, feeling the loss of life and his vision blurred. ......
Wang Fang, died.
Qin Tian smiled and said in a dark voice, "Small explosion!"
The thousands of disciples in the field were silent, as if they had been sucked a few mouthfuls, and they couldn’t say a word!