Yang Qingxuan said, "Alright, I want to bet. When can we start?"
Mister Lu's eyes revealed joy as he laughed, "Haha, anytime. What the audience likes to see the most is new characters. Adjust your state of mind, I'll get someone to prepare, and you can go up next. "
With that, he got someone to bring Yang Qingxuan down to prepare. It was still the lackey from before who led Yang Qingxuan to a resting area.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly asked, "Is Wen Wen also a staff member here?"
The lackey was startled, then smiled and said, "It can be considered a part-time job. After all, she is still a student. The remuneration is drawn from you people. For example, if you are introduced by her, she can get a tenth of your income. So the more you earn, the more she earns. And we are paid a fixed salary, not enough to be compared to the top, but more than enough to be compared to the bottom. "
The lackey thought for a moment, then added, "But Wen Wen is a more conservative girl, and doesn't earn much. Many girls will provide wonderful services in order to pull in strong customers, you know. "
He laughed lewdly and said, "If you can help her earn more, you might be able to get her into bed. Many customers are interested in her, but it is said that no one has ever gotten their hands on her. "With that, he licked his lips with a hungry look.
Yang Qingxuan was bored and waved his hand to dismiss him, then he began to meditate.
He had just put on the black gold robe and was not very used to it. He was already a little out of breath on the way from the academy, but he did not show it.
At this moment, he was circulating the Green Sun Martial Scripture, allowing his limbs and bones to relax, slowly adjusting his physical strength and recovering his vitality.
Under the gravity domain of the black gold robe, even circulating the Green Sun Martial Scripture was extremely strenuous. Moreover, the recovery speed of his body seemed to have slowed down.
Yang Qingxuan's heart suddenly moved. On the back of his neck, a pure energy spread out, cooperating with the circulation of the Green Sun Martial Scripture, causing the origin power to surge in his body like a dragon or an elephant.
"It's that Dead Soul Stone …"
Yang Qingxuan thought to himself, "I don't know what kind of secret the Dead Soul Stone contains, to actually transform into a dragon on my neck. Could it be that this is a soul stone formed by a dragon-shaped martial spirit after it died?"
After guessing for a while, he still couldn't grasp the main point. He could only give up and meditate to cultivate.
A moment later, the lackey's voice interrupted him. "Sir, sir, it's your turn to go on stage."
Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes and asked, "Who is the opponent?"
The lackey laughed and said: "Mr. Lu is afraid that you won't be able to use your full strength in the preliminary round, so he arranged a fighter at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm to fight with you. However, that expert is not a student. "
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said: "I understand what you mean. If he's not a student, I'm afraid he has a lot of experience and fighting experience. It won't be easier to deal with him than a student at the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm."
The lackey was shocked and praised: "Sir, you are really smart."
Yang Qingxuan smiled and tipped him a few gold coins. The lackey was even more happy and brought him to the gambling arena.
The gambling arena was hidden in an underground building, and it was cleverly designed. The moonlight was able to penetrate the dome and shine into the huge ring-shaped gambling arena, illuminating the dried black bloodstains in the arena.
The workers were cleaning the arena and washing the blood stains. It seemed that someone had been carried away and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
There were tens of thousands of people sitting in the audience and they constantly burst into laughter. "That kid is too weak. They are both in the middle stage of the Spirit Martial Realm and his head was chopped off by the opponent's blade!" "He made me lose three hundred thousand gold coins. He should be cut into pieces!" "The opponent's blade seems to have a problem. It's not a normal weapon."
The host quickly ran to the center of the arena and loudly said: "The next match will be between two strong fighters in the Qi Martial Realm. They are Peng Hai at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, thirty three years old, versus Yang Qingxuan at the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm, fifteen years old. "
As soon as he finished speaking, there were shouts all around. "Haha, it's another little calf from Tian Cong Academy." "Fifteen years old and already at the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm, tsk tsk, not bad!" "Go, go, I like to see little fresh meat being torn apart, haha!"
The host smiled and loudly said: "Everyone can place your bets now. The gambling will start in the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn."
In the corner of the arena, a graceful figure appeared. It was Wen Wen. Her face suddenly changed and she said in shock: "Peng Hai? Why is it Peng Hai?! "
Her face turned pale and her eyes were filled with anger.
"Hehe, why is it Peng Hai? Because I arranged it. Hahaha! "
A maniacal laughter sounded beside Wen Wen as a fat and round figure appeared beside her. His face was swollen and his facial features were scrunched up. He grinned and said, "If you offend me, don't even think about winning a single round."
Wen Wen stared at the man and said angrily: "Cui Zhirong, you're so evil!"
Cui Zhirong stuck out his red tongue and licked his lips. His eyes wandered over Wen Wen's body without restraint. He swallowed his saliva and said: "Hehe, am I? As long as you're willing to serve me, the arrangements for the gambling fights will naturally be easy. "
"Young master Rong, young master Rong."
An enchanting and charming woman came over. Her large breasts pressed against Cui Zhirong's arm. She said coquettishly: "What's so good about this little girl? Her face isn't as pretty as mine and her breasts aren't as big as mine. It's enough for me to serve young master Rong."
Cui Zhirong pushed her away and scolded: "What do you know? This young master wants to play something new."
The woman didn't give up and said coquettishly: "Okay, I'm not new. Why am I not new!"
"Pa!"
Cui Zhirong slapped her and the woman was stunned. "Pei, you rotten bitch. How many people have played with you and you still say you're new? I'm really a dog. Just don't get me sick! "
The woman sat on the ground and covered her face, glaring at Wenwen with a face full of resentment.
Cui Zhirong chuckled and reached out to pinch Wenwen's chin. He grinned and said, "How about it? Do you want that little fresh meat called Yang Qingxuan to live? Do you want to earn more credits? If you do, then obediently wash up and kneel on the bed to wait for me. "
Wenwen angrily raised her palm and slapped his hand away. She sneered and said, "Dream on! That Yang Qingxuan's death has nothing to do with me. It's just another useless effort. Although I need credits, I'm not in a hurry. Hmph! "She flung her black hair and directly left.
Cui Zhirong's face instantly twisted and he roared, "Good, good! Who asked you to pretend to be noble and virtuous? There will be a day when you'll kneel and beg me! " He waved his hand and said to his men behind him, "Tell Peng Hai to completely tear Yang Qingxuan apart later. Tear him apart as cruelly as you can! I want Wenwen to know that anyone who dares to disobey me can forget about earning any credits! "
"Yes!"
The man behind him immediately bowed and left.
Cui Zhirong looked at Wenwen's departing figure. The more he couldn't get it, the more unbearable the itch in his heart became. The evil fire in his heart burned. He turned around and grabbed the woman on the ground by her hair. He dragged her on the ground and went back to his room to vent his fire.
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