Kun Li lost two games in a row, and sharp-eyed people could already see that he was playing a fake match.

After all, although everyone's cultivation is not as good as a few senior brothers, they are not pure rookies.

Although the wailing gradually rose, it did not have the slightest effect on Kunlishang's mood, anyway, he made numbness this wave!

"What, Kun Li actually lost to me on purpose..."

Wang Teng was also incredulous.

He thought that his victory over Kun Li was the result of his own retreat and hard work.

But later Kunli even lost Bi Shichen, which is too obvious.

Okay, why play a match-fix?

Wang Teng quickly guessed the reason, it must be that Kun Li also bet, and still bet on himself to lose, otherwise he couldn't say it at all.

"Spirit stone, is it really that important?"

Wang Teng didn't understand, with his identity, how many spirit stones and how many spirit stones he wanted, naturally he didn't understand the fun of these gambling dogs.

This session, the three-person competition ended in such a strange way.

The calm of the past was restored in the pouring red dust.

Although all this has nothing to do with Jiang Mu.

He was intoxicated with the cultivation of divine consciousness and could not extricate himself.

......

In the blink of an eye, it's the next hundred years.

The competition between Kun Li, Wang Teng, and Bi Shichen began again.

This time, not only the three of them, but also some inner disciples who felt that they had done it again were also eager to try.

The ranking is not important, the more people who mainly participate, the more spirit stones to bet.

The entire inner disciple Dabi who poured red dust seemed to have formed an industrial chain of his own.

Open, bet, lose the bet, and later life can only lock the belt; If the bet is won, the pills and spirit herbs will be eaten casually in the future.

"Junior Brother Kunli, I hope you can show your true strength to fight me, no matter how many spirit stones you bet, my Wang Teng will also lose you a lot!"

At the beginning of the war, Wang Teng found Kun Li and told him his thoughts.

Empty has a body of skills but can't use it, it's really humiliating to think about.

As long as he can fight with Kun Li dignifiedly, it doesn't matter to him whether he wins or loses.

Seeing Wang Teng's serious appearance, Kun Li was very moved in his heart.

Look, this is called the pursuit on the path of cultivation, unlike him, who is trapped by things outside his body.

So, Kun Li immediately bet that he would win.

The next battle between Kun Li and Wang Teng was indeed a strength, after all, this Wang Teng was indeed not weak.

Over the years, his cultivation has improved a lot, and he has already entered the middle of the tribulation.

The battle between the two was a feast for everyone's eyes, and in the end, Kun Li was superior and won the victory.

This time, Wang Teng lost heartily.

"Senior Brother Kun and Senior Brother Jiang are worthy of being cultivators from Kyushu."

Wang Teng's title for Kun Li has also changed, and the master comes first, which is nothing to say.

"I hope that in the next hundred years, I can still compete with Senior Brother Kun like this."

Although Wang Teng lost to Kunli, it was not easy for others to fight.

Even Bi Shichen could only be beaten every day.

The battle between Kun Li and Wang Teng gave these disciples a good head, so in the next competition, everyone did everything they could.

But there are still quite a few match-fixers.

After all, this is how to maximize the benefits.

It can be said that in the entire ring, except for Wang Teng and Bi Shichen, who do not fight fake matches, everyone else fights.

Even later Kunli lost to an unknown disciple, and countless people lost red eyes and cursed.

Because later, this little-known disciple couldn't even survive the first three moves in Bi Shichen's hands.

Someone earns hemp, someone loses hemp.

And so the third session passed.

When the fourth session came, it can be said that the entire dumping red dust has become a casino.

Even those new disciples have gained insight.

After all, the flow of spirit stones generated by each session of the bet is huge.

There will even be a special elder in charge at that time to ensure the fairness of everyone's bets.

One spread ten, ten passed hundred, even the high-ranking people who dumped the red dust participated in the bet.

The major elders, as well as the sect master, heard that the inner disciples' gambling tournament was very profitable, and they had all come to an end.

"Everyone is a little boring and monotonous on the road of cultivation, and it is okay to gamble like this occasionally."

The sect master who poured out the red dust was already smiling so hard that he couldn't keep his mouth shut after making a small profit.

This is obviously a sustainable industry.

But after he bet again and was given a spirit stone by the fake match, he couldn't laugh.

Willing to gamble and lose, even if you are the sect master, you must follow the rules.

"It's just a loss of a little spirit stone, this sect master still bears it."

However, the next series of fake matches made him doubt his life.

This is more than dou... Can you still fight like this?

It's not reasonable for you to lose to a disciple who ranks a hundred miles away, right?

In the first gambling match, the inexperienced Red Dust Sect Master was obviously fooled.

On the contrary, the elders who already had a lot of experience around made a fortune.

"Sect Master, relax, this is just a bidou feature, there is nothing..."

"Adjust your mentality, and come back next time."

The appearance of the sect master was exactly the same as when they first gambled.

"You..." The

sect master was so angry that his beard stood up, and no one told him that an inner disciple could still play like this!

The fourth inner disciple competition ended successfully, and the battle between Kun Li and Wang Teng did not release water or fake matches, and Wang Teng was still not Kunli's opponent.

And Bi Shichen is not Kunli's opponent, nor Wang Teng's opponent.

In this regard, someone in the pouring red dust gave the name of the four sons of red dust.

Jiang Mu, who has never left the gate, is said to be practicing with the Red Dust Old Ancestor, and he is rightfully ranked first.

Although Jiang Mu hadn't made a move once in four hundred years, this did not hinder his position in the hearts of all the disciples.

In second place, there is no doubt that Kun Li, who loves to play fake matches.

And the third word, naturally, is the Wang Teng King saint who never fights fake matches and regards spirit stones like dung.

Bi Shichen, the last of the four sons of Red Dust, likes to hang other inner disciples, and also likes to be beaten by Kun Li and Wang Teng.

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