Marvel's Magic Master

"That's it, I understand."

George raised his brows and instantly understood Feng Xingtong's kindness.

But he didn't care about that at all.

He didn't understand this new world, so he chose to be more cautious and deliberately concealed his strength, trying not to make his clone appear too inconsistent.

However, this does not mean that he is really afraid of exposing his strength.

The worst outcome is that his true strength is exposed, and then there is someone stronger than him in the world, and then his clone is destroyed.

But for him, this is just the loss of one clone. He still has many clones, and there will be new clones in the future.

Therefore, hiding his strength is just a prudent approach. It does not mean that he must hide his strength. If he encounters those who are looking for trouble, he does not mind exposing more of his strength.

If you make him unhappy, he will deal with it when it's time to deal with it, and he won't wrong you.

At least for now, there is indeed no existence that can make him feel threatened.

"However, Jin Baobao, if you are willing to join our Tianxiahui, you don't have to be afraid. You can fight casually. Even if you win, the Wang family won't dare to do anything."

Feng Xingtong rolled his eyes and immediately suggested.

He has learned that Jin Baobao defeated three players with one move in the competition. A casual cultivator of this age and strength will not be bad in the future and is worth investing in joining Tianxiahui.

"I have no plans for that yet. If I do, Tianxia will be my first choice."

George did not say anything immediately. After all, he also had ideas about detaining spirits and sending generals.

At this time, Huang Ming also drew lots and came back.

"Old Huang, who is your opponent?"

"Xiao Xiao."

Huang Ming opened the lot he drew.

"He can blast people's souls out of the body, but you can also create a Yang Shen, so you don't have to be afraid of him."

When Xiao Xiao's Heng Ha technique meets Huang Ming's Chu Yang Shen, no one is more restrained than the other. The winner or lose depends only on one's ability to adapt to the situation and cultivate one's abilities during the battle.

"How do you know him so well?"

Huang Ming looked at George with some surprise.

George had been with him all afternoon, but the two of them had not seen Xiao Xiao's battle, so how could they know Xiao Xiao's information.

"Listen to what Feng Xingtong said."

George replied casually.

Feng Xingtong, who was next to him, scratched his head:

"Did I mention Xiao Xiao to you? Why don't I remember him?"

"It's Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao who are here."

George changed the subject casually.

"Zhang Chulan, baby, who is your opponent?"

When Feng Xingtong saw Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao coming over, she immediately put her head over them.

Then he gloated:

"Zhang Chulan, you are miserable, you have drawn the Green Talisman God Shan Shitong."

"Green Talisman God?"

Zhang Chulan obviously didn't understand this person.

Feng Xingtong explained:

"Their family has the secret technique of talismans passed down from their ancestors. It specializes in sealing other people's energy. It does not require a lot of preparation work in advance like ordinary talismans, making it difficult for people to guard against it."

"Ye Xing, Ji Yun, it's getting late. Please take everyone to arrange a room for your stay."

At this time, Zhang Lingyu, who was standing at the front of the crowd in Taoist robes, gave instructions to the two middle-aged Taoist priests standing next to him.

"Yes, little uncle!"

The two middle-aged Taoist priests saluted Zhang Lingyu, and then said to all the contestants:

"Everyone, please come with us."

"Let's go."

George and Huang Ming followed the crowd towards their accommodation in the back mountain.

"Lao Jin, do you want to bet? I'll make a handicap. How about making a small profit?"

After taking a few steps, a fat man came over with a tablet.

George was not surprised and reached out to take the tablet:

"Let's take a look first and then talk."

Before the game, he separated three thoughts bodies to watch the game in the other three venues.

In order to better understand the martial arts and Taoism of the players from each faction, he naturally deliberately found a commentator like Feng Xingtong.

One of them is this fat man named Hidden Dragon, who is also an expert in gathering intelligence.

At the other two venues, he also made friends with Zhi Jinhua and Bai Shixue.

"When did these people meet? Was it when I was competing?"

Seeing that Jin Baobao had made new friends, Huang Ming secretly wondered in his heart.

This was not the first time this happened. When he first came here to gather, he found that several players he didn't recognize were greeting Jin Baobao.

But Jin Baobao was obviously with him all the time, except when he was playing.

"Forty to one."

George looked at the odds on the tablet and found that he was ranked at the bottom.

Also, this handicap is about who can come first in the end. Although he defeated three players in the first round, they were all novices and could not be very high.

The ones at the front who pay one for each are Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing, Feng Shayan, Lu Linglong and Jia Zhengliang.

That Wang Bin paid ten to one, Feng Xingtong paid ten to one, Huang Ming paid twenty to one, Feng Baobao paid thirty to one, and Zhang Chulan paid one hundred to one.

"Forget it, I won't buy it."

His avatar is not short of money. He is a proper second-generation rich man. The accumulated pocket money in his bank card has exceeded 10 million. Some are given by his father, some are given by his mother, and occasionally his sister also gives him.

But because he stayed at Flamel Academy to study magic all year round, he basically didn’t move much.

"Old Huang, you can try to buy some."

With that said, he handed the tablet to Huang Ming.

Huang Ming looked at it and finally shook his head:

"Forget it, I only have that little pocket money. If I lose the bet, it will be gone."

Baiyun Temple is not as wealthy as Longhu Mountain. His savings over the years are less than three thousand, but he doesn't want to lose it all.

George whispered to Huang Ming:

"Old Huang, believe me or not, bet all on me if you believe me."

"Old Jin, bet all on you?"

Huang Ming's eyes suddenly widened.

He is very self-aware and knows that he can't get the first place, and even if Jin Baobao has hidden strength, it's not certain.

"Don't worry, I have a killer. If you win, it's all yours, and if you lose, it's mine."

George smiled and blinked.

He must get the Tongtian Talisman, so the first place must be his.

Huang Ming is his first friend in this world. Huang Ming will not take the money directly. Helping him make some money in this way is also a reward.

"I will pay for the loss myself. Old Jin, you have to work hard. This is all my savings over the years!"

Seeing that Jin Baobao didn't seem to be joking, Huang Ming hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed, then took out his mobile phone and transferred three thousand to Canglong.

In fact, he made this decision not entirely out of impulse.

Since they met, they have sparred more than once, and although each time it was a draw, he also sensed something was wrong.

Every time Jin Baobao performed just right, and Senior Brother Lai Na said that Jin Baobao's strength was not that simple.

Besides, Jin Baobao was not the kind of person who liked to brag, maybe there was really a chance.

Three thousand yuan, if he really won the bet, it would be 120,000 yuan, and then he could buy whatever he wanted.

He had wanted to buy a new phone for a long time, but Senior Brother Lai Na had never bought it for him.