Chapter 683: Reach an agreement

Chapter 683 Agreement reached
Seeing Mad Mo Luo angry, Yang Teng smiled and said: "Don't be angry, I will explain to you why I want to give you a 10% benefit."
Crazy Luo said with a sullen face: "Say! If you don't explain it today, I will make you unable to leave the arena!"
"Don't look at me saying that I only give you 10% of the benefits. In fact, to a large extent I give you all of my income."
Mad Mo Luo looked at Yang Teng puzzledly, what did this say?
"You think, I don't have any relatives or friends in Moluo City. If I fail, it must be the path of the tragic battlefield. Then how will my income be handled? It must be all to you. This does not exist. 10% is still 20%, but all the income is given to you.
Of course, if I kill all the way to the end and win ten games in a row to win the title of Fighting Skill King, and the total amount of Spirit Gathering Pill that I earn before and after is as high as hundreds of millions, we are not counted as the high rewards given to me by the Arena. Can make you earn tens of millions of Gathering Pills.
Old madman, you are a smart person, think about it carefully, if I succeed, you can get tens of millions of Gathering Pill benefits. If I fail, all the Spirit Gathering Pills are yours, do you still need to compete with me for the benefit fee? "
Yes indeed! Yang Teng awakened the dreamer with a single word, and then Mad Mo Luo realized that Yang Teng was different from others.
He is not from Moluo City, nor does he have any relatives or friends here. Once Yang Teng fails, all the Spirit Gathering Pills he earns must belong to him.
Generally speaking, Mad Moluo charges 20 to 30% of the benefits for operating these things, and 50% is indeed his big mouth.
But one thing is that any monk who used his hands to perform combat skills died in the arena, and the final reward he received could not belong to him. He could only receive the agreed share.
Yang Teng is different from them. Unless he falls in the first game, Mad Mo Luo's income will never be less.
"Well, it's such a reason, I seem to be tempted by you." The madman Luo haha ​​smiled: "Well, if you are lucky, you will achieve 10%! But let's have a word first, in case you get the title of Fighting Skill King, I also want to take away 10% of the high rewards given to you by the Arena. After all, it will cost a lot of Spirit Gathering Pill to operate these things."
"It's up to you." Yang Teng said indifferently. He still doesn't know what kind of remuneration the Arena will give the Fighting Skill King, but even if he knows it, there is no way. Based on his own ability, it is impossible to get the opportunity to play fighting skills. This matter can only be handled by Mad Mo Luo.
The two discussed everything and continued to pay attention to the fighting skills in the arena.
At this time, it was already the third individual fighting skill and came to the Yijinqi group.
Yang Teng pays close attention to the battle in the arena. It is possible that in a month, he will enter the arena to fight. Watching one more game now will increase a lot of experience.
This battle was very tragic. A monk holding a big axe split his opponent's head in half, and the opponent knew that he was bound to die at the last moment, and cut off one arm of the monk holding the big axe.
Although it wasn't the hand holding the big axe, it also caused the monk to suffer heavy losses and won an extremely tragic victory.
Although this winner can continue to participate in the next fight, but in this case, he is likely to give up.
This is the cruelty of fighting skills. He won the first battle and used one arm in exchange for 100,000 bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill.
And the loser is even worse.
"Boy, think clearly, are you sure you want to participate in fighting skills? I want to remind you that once you have signed up, you want to quit, the Arena will not let you go, and I can't keep you at that time." Reminded.
Yang Teng glanced at Mad Mo Luo, "You are not very confident in me, I tell you, I won't win ten games in a row to win the title of Fighting Skill King, I will not give up!"
Mad Moluo slapped, "I am ambitious, there has been no fighting skill king in the arena for ten years. I hope you have this ability."
Yang Teng watched every battle skill carefully, and looked at the time. It took less than four hours for the battle skill tonight.
The prescribed time for each battle skill is a quarter of an hour, but very few people persist to the end.
Exceeding the time limit will be judged to be out at the same time, so as soon as the two sides of the fighting skill enter the stage, they will immediately launch the most violent offensive, and will never delay the time to the end. If the time limit is exceeded, wouldn't it be bad.
No one fighting skills will be played for a total of four and a half hours. Basically, all fighting skills will end within four hours.
Coming out of the arena with Mad Moluo, the audience walked and talked about tonight's fighting skills.
Some were ecstatic, and they saw that they had won the money, and some yelled at them, cursing the monks they supported for being unworthy.
Mad Mo Luo asked, "Where do you live."
Yang Teng said helplessly: "I just came to Moluo City when I have no place to live, but you deceived all the Spirit Gathering Pills. Now eating is a problem.
But don't worry about me, you can arrange, I will definitely come before the next fight. "
"That's not good!" Mad Mo Luo said: "Arranging you to participate in fighting skills is not that simple. After you have signed up, the Arena will also review your cultivation level. In order to attract more audiences, they will also Arrange all aspects of publicity in advance. If you never return, how can I explain to the Arena."
Mad Moluo didn't say one more thing, and that was a gamble.
This is the most important thing. If he designs it well, the rewards he can get are unimaginable.
There is another point. He charged Yang Teng a 10% benefit fee. He waited until Yang Teng seized the title of Fighting Skill King. He only got more than 10 million Spirit Gathering Pills. If Yang Teng failed in the ninth game, he would die. In the Arena, he will get all the rewards of Yang Teng's first nine games, which adds up to more than 50 million Spirit Gathering Pills.
Therefore, before Yang Teng participated in the fighting skills, he must not be allowed to leave his monitoring range.
Few Dongzhou cultivators participated in the fighting skills of Moluo City, and Yang Teng's identity as an Dongzhou cultivator could make this fighting skills even more exciting.
If he manages well, he will gain even higher benefits.
Mad Mo Luo, an old fox, wouldn't miss any chance.
"Then what do you say, I always have a place to settle down, I have nothing, I can only think of other ways." Yang Teng looked at Mad Mo Luo and said.
Crazy Lohaha laughed: "This little thing is not easy! My Crazy Lok is also a personal character in Moluo City anyway. Arranging you to live in is not easy, so you can give me peace of mind to practice. It is best to cultivate during this time. To improve. As long as you can win one or two more games, do I care if you eat more."
"Then you won't want to gather spirit pills with me. If you are asking for a price, I won't go." When dealing with the old fox like Mad Mo Luo, some things must be mentioned first, so as not to end up, this old guy will eat him badly. There is no bones left.
Mad Mo Luo curled his mouth, "If you can eat it, you kid will make me poor."
That's it, Yang Teng returned to Mo Luo City with Mad Mo Luo.
When he arrived at the house where Mad Mo Luo lived, Yang Teng shouted, "Old lunatic, it seems that you have accumulated a lot of ill-gotten wealth in your life, and you can actually afford such a good place."
This house is very luxurious, even if it is placed in Zhongzhou City, it is also a mansion compound.
Madman Luo said triumphantly: "A person must have a pursuit in life. I don't have any other hobbies in my life, so I like to earn some spiritual pill.
Now that you have plenty of money, you have to enjoy it, otherwise there is no use keeping the Gathering Pill. "
Also, people like Mad Moluo, not to mention covering the sky with one hand in Moluo City, but the power in their hands is absolutely unimaginable. There can be no other pursuits at his age. He can only live in Moluo City. With so many spirit-gathering pills, why don't they keep them?
After arriving at Mad Mo Luo's residence, it didn't take long for the sky to light up.
The madman Rome ordered to go down and prepare a good meal and treat Yang Teng.
Yang Teng is not welcome, anyway, this old guy has taken half a million bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill in his own hands.
After eating a sumptuous meal, Mad Mo Luo told Yang Teng to take a good rest, not to do anything these days, and to focus all his energy on improving his cultivation and adjusting his state.
Leave everything else to him to arrange.
Ordering people to prepare a place for Yang Teng, Mad Mo Luo went out to arrange for Yang Teng to participate in the fight.
Yang Teng was very satisfied after following the people to the place where Mad Moluo prepared for him. It was a small yard with a single gate, relatively quiet.
"The young master, don't hesitate to ask if you have any requests. We are waiting outside the door." The servant is very disciplined, and he didn't look down on Yang Teng because he was only in the glutton phase.
Yang Teng nodded, "You go and do other things first, I'll sleep."
The servants did not leave, but waited outside the gate of the small courtyard.
Yang Teng understood that these servants said they were waiting for their orders at any time, but it was actually Mad Mo Luo who asked them to monitor him.
Since everyone has their own tasks, Yang Teng is not embarrassed by these few people.
When he came to the bedroom, the big bed was very comfortable, and Yang Teng fell down and fell asleep.
The two guys, Xiao Hui and Skinny Monkey, were also welcome, each of which chose a good position, and both fell asleep.
This way to Moluo City, although it is not very hard, it is also a dusty, and did not get a good rest.
Last night, I watched all night fighting skills, Xiao Hui and the thin monkey also felt a little tired.
Although the two of them didn't understand why the human monks had to give up their lives and fight, they seemed very interesting. They felt very nervous and exciting before they knew it. They devoted themselves to watching the fighting skills, which resulted in listlessness this morning.
Yang Teng slept until it was late, and when he woke up, it was already dark outside.
Move your body and feel more energetic.
This is the benefit of practicing the Nine Heavens Gods and Ghosts. From the outside, Yang Teng slept for a day. In fact, he is also practicing in his sleep, but the effect is not as simple as special training.
"Come here!" Yang Teng greeted.
Someone came in from outside, "What's your order."
"Has Mad Mo Luo come back?" Yang Teng asked.
The subordinate frowned slightly, and said to his heart that this little Dongzhou cultivator was so rude, and actually called his master's name, but he still replied: "Master Mo Luo has not come back. Don't hesitate to say if you have any orders, as long as it is not too important, Confess that we can too."
Yang Teng waved his hand, "It's nothing important, let's prepare food, I'm hungry."
Xia Renxin said, you are starving to death. No monk eats every day, and he has to eat as soon as he sleeps. I really don't understand this Dongzhou monk.