Breaking the Day

"Hey, brother! Do you want information? Information that is hard to buy! Want to know the magic weapons and spells your opponent possesses?"

"What? You know? So... do you want to bet on the outcome? Handicap 3:1.2, how about it, which side to buy?"

Zhang Jinbao was like an extremely fat loach, drilling around among the boiling crowd. He suppressed his voice, his eyes were wretched, and he looked like a wanted thief, cowering and hunched.

All practitioners want to become stronger, but he is the only one who enjoys doing business. When he encounters a ten-year assessment rating, it is really his happiest day in the past ten years, making money and making money.

"Is there information? Give me a copy!" Right now there are disciples who are new to beginners, "Quick, quick!"

Zhang Jinbao glanced at the disciple, and immediately took out a small kit from his arms, squeezed a few folds on his fat face, and said with a smile, "Hey, this is it."

The disciple just wanted to pick it up, Zhang Jinbao drew back, rubbed his index finger and the tip of his thumb, and smiled wryly. The disciple immediately understood and said, "How much?"

Zhang Jinbao gestured a finger: "Twelve taels of silver!"

The disciple hurriedly said: "Just and fair, not expensive, not expensive!" He took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Zhang Jinbao.

After Zhang Jinbao caught it, he smiled and passed the little kit in his hand. The disciple opened it happily, only to see that there was only a fluttering piece of paper inside. He took it out and saw that it read: Zhang Tai , Male, forty-eight years old, possesses 0 magic weapons and a number of talismans, some of which are Fengxuan Talisman, Sky Spirit Talisman, Shock Talisman, and Speed ​​Talisman. He is good at soil spells, and he is good at predicting the junior level.

The disciple looked up in astonishment: "Is this all gone?"

Zhang Jinbao rolled his eyes: "Twelve taels of silver, what do you want?"

The disciple said angrily: "Where is the information of the opponent behind?"

Zhang Jinbao immediately smiled and said, "Want to do it or not? I have a full set of disciples' information here. It only costs one thousand taels to pack and sell. How about it? Is it cost-effective?"

The disciple was furious, turned his head and left.

Zhang Jinbao immediately grabbed him and said with a smile: "Then look at this, if you buy the next round of materials in advance, I will charge you half the price, how about fifty taels?"

The disciple's eyes widened: "Isn't it twelve?"

Zhang Jinbao and Qi Shengcai smiled and said: "The second round is definitely the price is different! The later, the price can be more expensive, you can buy in advance, you can discount! You have to have confidence in yourself!"

For Zhang Jinbao, this kind of transaction is a right gambling, but for other disciples, it is simply a vampire!

But they knew that Zhang Jinbao dared to do this kind of business, and he must have greeted him with his uncles and had to hand in part of it to them, so... they really didn't dare to take Zhang Jinbao.

The disciple took a breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhang Jinbao! You profiteer!"

Zhang Jinbao's small eyes rolled around, and he grabbed the disciple who was about to run away, and smiled: "Hey, if you don't buy materials, you can buy the victory and defeat! How is it? In the first game, Li Chengfeng vs. Zhou Jinan, you Who are you optimistic about?"

This disciple looked at Zhang Jinbao with a vigilant face, as if the other party would grow hands all over the next second, and he would pay out of his pocket: "How much is the handicap?"

Zhang Jinbao smiled and said, "Zhou Jinan loses one and two, Li Chengfeng, one loses three."

The disciple was frightened and said: "One loses 1.2? So low? Zhang Jinbao, are you too shameful!"

Zhang Jinbao smiled and said: "Is it unclear? This Li Chengfeng has only been in the market for more than a month. No matter how powerful he is, can he be better than Senior Brother Zhou? This is already a gift!"

This disciple thought for a while, and said, "Then I bet fifty taels!" He still feels a little bit painful for the ten taels, and wants to make back his previous shortfall of the ten taels through this bet.

Zhang Jinbao smiled and wrote down his name, and handed him a small note with the seal and name engraved on it, and said: "After the end, just come and exchange it with me!"

This disciple handed the heavy silver in exchange for a light gambling ticket, turned his head and red eyes followed the crowd and shouted loudly: "Brother Zhou, kill him!!"

More and more people on the sidelines followed and yelled, most of them echoed Senior Brother Zhou. Even if there were a few fragments of support for Li Chengfeng, they were all buried in the sound, like a tumbling device in the angry waves. A few small splashes disappeared quickly.

Axiu also stood in the crowd, she whispered to the master sister, and said: "Master sister, who do you like?"

The master sister glanced at A Xiu with a caring and mentally retarded look. A Xiu immediately felt this condescending contempt, and was hit hard in her heart. She whispered: "I really don't believe this guy can defeat Zhou Jinan! Zhou Jinan! Although hateful, strength is not a joke."

The master sister did not excuse, she just smiled faintly. In her opinion, if Li Chengfeng can't even pass the first level, then he is not worthy of having a sunset gun, not worthy of being her nominal partner, not worthy of being her chess piece !

After Zhou Jinan made a declaration of victory to Li Chengfeng in the field, his colleagues and gamblers who supported him all shouted in excitement: "Kill him!!"

But Li Chengfeng disagrees. He doesn't care what magic weapon the opponent possesses or how powerful his token is. He is afraid that the opponent will fly into the air, and he is afraid that the opponent will have powerful fire spells.

What about having an instant token? The premise is that you have to hit, and you have to hit it!

Li Chengfeng stared at Zhou Jinan and smiled slightly: "One move? It sounds so scary, I can't say that I can win with only one move."

Zhou Jinan laughed: "Are you daydreaming? Still thinking about winning?"

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Yes, after all, how many tricks are needed depends on how many strokes you can endure."

Zhou Jinan smiled disdainfully: "Only you?"

Li Chengfeng nodded: "Yes, just rely on me! If you don't believe me, look down?"

Zhou Jinan stared at Li Chengfeng vigilantly, and sneered: "Do you want to fool me with this little trick?"

Li Chengfeng seemed to smile but not smile. He tapped Zhou Jinan's feet with his finger. Then he turned around arrogantly. Zhou Jinan was furious. Just about to move, suddenly his ankles tightened and a huge force came from him, like a Grasping his feet and picking him up!

Everyone saw that countless grass and vines had grown in the cracks of the floor. They were intertwined and grabbed Zhou Jinan's ankles, lifted him upside down, and then began to beat him frantically!

boom! boom! boom! boom! Boom! ! Boom boom boom boom! ! !

Everyone was stunned as Zhou Jinan was grabbed by the green rattan on his ankles like a sandbag. Hearing the sound of the flesh falling on the hard marble floor, the sound of the bones being smashed into the ears. , I heard them creepy and sour!

After only twelve blows in this way, Zhou Jinan was already full of blood, unable to breathe, not to mention luck adjusting his breath, mobilizing mana to fight back, even the tokens floating around him were covered by these crazy green growth. The vine grasped and bound, wanted to struggle, but because there was no command from the master, he was like a caged beast.

These twelve blows smashed Zhou Jinan into a dizzy nose, with a blue nose and a swollen nose. When he was struggling with blood and confused eyes, he saw Li Chengfeng squatting in front of him, smiling and looking at himself: "Twelve? Can I still hold it? Don't surrender?"

Zhou Jinan was furious, and just about to mobilize his breath to resist, he was immediately pulled and beaten on both ends, and almost all of his body was thrown into afterimages. Everyone once again heard the appalling beating sound: bang bang bang bang!

This time, the speed of the beating was intensive and the force was great. Everyone felt that the ground vibrated slightly after every hit on the ground. After ten hits, Zhou Jinan was already a piece of flesh and blood when this tree vine lifted Zhou Jinan. Vague, there is only air out, no air in.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

With his sleeves up, Li Chengfeng stood in front of Zhou Jinan in an unimaginative way, like an old farmer who cultivated the land. He looked at him dripping with blood, wiped the blood from his face with his hand, and said with a smile: Brother, it’s amazing. I didn’t die after twenty-two times! I’m not as good as you, after all, I can’t survive a single move in your hands..."

Zhou Jinan hissed and struggled and wanted to say something, Li Chengfeng said in surprise: "Oh, how can I support it? Great! Brother is the brother!"

After all, he has to fall again. At this time, the middle-aged monk who is an arbitrator really can't stand it anymore. He immediately stepped forward, raised his hands flat, palms down, waved to the left and right, and said loudly: "Stop! This game. Li Chengfengsheng!"

At this time, the huge martial arts field was silent, and everyone was stunned at the man Shi Shiran who walked down the ring with his sleeves up, and this battle only started... half a minute!

Zhou Jinan, who was extremely powerful in everyone's hearts, was defeated by Li Chengfeng's strange attack!

In the long battle, Li Chengfeng opened the door to win, a blockbuster!