Start the game with a gift of natural power

Xiaolongshan, Huichunyuan.

This place is truly a gold-selling cave.

The decoration is elegant, the area is spacious, and the environment is extremely quiet.

Even the madam in the courtyard is said to be able to become an intoxicating rose when left outside, not to mention those women who are accustomed to playing, playing and singing with superb skills, their skin is so tender that they can pinch water.

Of course, the price is also much higher and not something ordinary people can afford.

At this time, there was a large compartment in the courtyard.

The courtyard has long been famous, and the Qingguo who only sells his art but not his life is lying in Xu Chengyuan's arms, waiting for him to feed him with food.

There were several other people at the same table with him.

They are all the famous second generations of Xiaolongshan.

For example, Wang Qikun of the Wang family, the nephew of a governor of Zhou Shengjun, the son of several captains of large hunting teams in the mountains, etc.

Naturally, a crowd of people gathered here would not be idle.

"The results should be out soon, right?"

A tall and strong man had been immersed in eating. While eating, he asked, completely ignoring the girl behind him who looked resentful.

"Ah, Qi Kun, now you can always tell me why you dare to be sure that your Wang family will win this medicinal spring competition?

You know, brother, I can put most of my military salary on you. If you lose, I will have to come to your house every day to earn a living."

This man's name is Zhou Tong, and he is the nephew of Zhou Shengjun's commander. This time he came to Xiaolong Mountain with Zhou Yan.

His status was high, and not long after he arrived, he entered a small circle of people.

"Hehe, buy it and let it go. You will pay if you win or lose. Don't bullshit me. Is it possible that if you win, you will share half of my gambling money?"

Wang Qikun chuckled from the side, playing with the tender hands of the young lady beside him.

"It's Chengyuan. I'm not telling you, Brother Wang. You should buy ten bottles of hemostatic powder this time as a lesson. Don't be intimidated and gamble with others in the future. This business is too deep and you can't understand it."

"

He looked proudly at Xu Chengyuan, who had been drinking and saying nothing.

The competition between the Wang and Xu medicinal springs is an annual event in Xiaolong Mountain.

It seemed that the two families could not keep these treasures to themselves, so they simply and generously divided some bits and pieces to the capable people on the mountain every year.

Like the children here, the elders in their families can gain something or two.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, they, the juniors, also played a similar game, but instead of fighting shamelessly, they were betting on winning or losing, just like horse racing, betting on whose horse can run faster.

Here it becomes a gambling king, and the Xu family competes with each other to see who can win the prize in the end.

If you gamble, you will naturally have the money, otherwise it would be boring.

However, this year under Wang Qikun's suggestion, the gambling capital was particularly large.

Xu Chengyuan alone produced ten bottles of Hemostasis Powder. You should know that a bottle of Hemostasis Powder can be worth thousands of gold in Ningyang, and there is often no market for it.

And Wang Qikun also produced two kilograms of Wang's unique body-strengthening medicine red blood sand.

Usually one or two can make the physical realm warriors break their heads.

One can imagine how rich the funds for this bet are and how confident the people who dare to propose it are.

Several people looked at Wang Qikun, who was so proud that he couldn't close his mouth, and then looked at Xu Chengyuan, who seemed to be drinking too much, and couldn't help but feel some pity.

After all, he is young and energetic.

When he returns to Ningyang in three days, he may be grounded for a while.

Of course, no one thought that Xu Chengyuan would default on his debts. The Xu family was so big that they would not play such a rogue role. After all, as long as Xu Chengyuan was regarded as the second son of the Xu family, when he was out and about, his words and deeds would be endorsed by the Xu family.

It actually made them a small profit.

"We haven't decided whether we will win or lose, so what? You just start wagging your head?"

Xu Chengyuan drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, a flush appeared on his handsome face, as if he was a little agitated, and he snorted impatiently.

He looks a bit sullen and jealous.

Seeing this, Wang Qikun became even more excited and laughed.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Winning or losing is common in military affairs. At worst, just call me brother. I will make the decision when the time comes. I will give you 20% less of the gambling money you should pay me."

Wang Qikun patted his too-large chest and said generously.

"After all, if I really ask Cheng Yuan to get you ten bottles of hemostasis powder, I'm afraid your mother will have to cry again..."

Halfway through the words, looking at Xu Chengyuan's cold eyes, Wang Qikun covered his mouth with his hand and started laughing.

He was so happy that he forgot that Xu Chengyuan's mother was taboo in front of him. Last time, a playmate's mouth was torn apart because of this.

But in other words, for bastards like them who were born from their own mothers and adopted by their stepmothers, who would put the existence of their biological mother in a taboo?

"Okay, how about ten bottles of hemostasis powder? The worst I can do is not go out for a month after I go back. I won't be able to do without you. What a big deal."

Xu Chengyuan said impatiently.

Of course, at this time, he was still very calm and even enjoying it.

Practicing day after day is tiring, but having fun and having fun with this group of fair-weather friends can be considered relaxing.

It can be regarded as the release of the unrepressed self.

A rare break.

"Haha, Young Master Xu is indeed Young Master Xu. He is really domineering. If nothing else, when we return to Ningyang, we must go to Yihua Pavilion to have some fun. I will be the host."

The man who had been busy eating wiped his mouth, raised his glass to toast, and drank it in one gulp, saying that it didn't cost any money anyway.

"Yes, yes, no matter whether you win or lose, I will also treat you with a little favor when I go back."

"Count me in."

"Of course you can't do without me."

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Each and every one of them spoke eloquently.

Three days later, after enjoying the medicinal spring, they should return to Ningyang. They would be happy to make a big fortune before leaving.

At this moment, the door "beep beep" was knocked rhythmically.

"Come in."

The person near the door raised his eyebrows and shouted.

The door opened, and a boy walked in with a bow, holding a piece of paper in his hand. He looked up at the people in the room, and saw that everyone was staring at the paper in his hand. They were stunned for a moment and looked like hesitating.

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He didn't know who to give the note to, he just felt that giving it to anyone would offend others.

"You're a very stupid boy, just read it out to me!"

Zhou Tong had a clear mind and saw his predicament at a glance. He didn't make things difficult for him and said immediately.

The boy felt relieved. He lowered his head and glanced at Zhou Tong gratefully. He opened the note and read softly:

"In the forty-seventh year of Qi Guang's reign, on November 1st, there was a martial arts competition in Yaoquan. The Wang family and Wang Dong defeated the Xu family in a row..."

At this time, everyone present looked slightly relieved.

"Xu Lin came on the scene at the end and defeated him with one punch. In the end, he won the battle through martial arts."

Clang.

The cup in Wang Qikun's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The beautiful girl on his body was also pushed down by him. Regardless of her sad eyes, he stepped forward and snatched the note away. He looked at it himself. His body suddenly swayed and his face turned pale.

How is it possible? How could that guy Wang Dong lose?

You must know that Wang Dong was criticized by his father as the person with the strongest natural beauty in the Wang family in the past two hundred years. Even in the competition with the masters of the Boiling Blood Realm, Wang Dong could not fall behind.

Now, defeat him with one punch?

And Lin Mo, the name Lin Mo is so familiar.

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in my mind.

Isn't that the person Xu Chengyuan said he wanted to punish? It's just that there was news a few days ago that he was subdued by him.

If he could defeat Wang Dong with one punch, wouldn't that be more powerful than the average blood boiling master?

Wang Qikun is simply jealous of such followers.

At this time, the rest of the people in the field also looked like they were concubines.

This time I really failed.

When I think of Wang Qikun's vow at the beginning, I feel so angry that my teeth itch.

This time it's better, but I haven't reaped the benefits, and I've lost all my pants.

"High, really high. Master Xu is very good at controlling his subordinates, and he has gained another tiger servant."

None of you here can afford to lose.

In fact, when it comes to counting, Wang Qikun and Xu Chengyuan's bet is the bigger one, so they can only count it as a small fight.

Although my body hurts, that's all.

One of them directly raised a glass of congratulations.

The rest of the people also raised their glasses happily to express their congratulations, with the attitude that they could never lose face even if their face was lost.

"No, don't talk about being a servant or not, that's my brother."

Xu Chengyuan laughed and said.

Everyone also had forced smiles on their faces.

"Yes, it brings so many benefits at once, who are we to be brothers?"

Then Xu Chengyuan said, "Master Xu pays the bill tonight." This directly ignited the atmosphere, and everyone went to have fun together.

.........

On the other side, Zui Laixiang Restaurant.

Lin Mo, who was originally happily having a dinner to celebrate, was suddenly called out by Chen Gang and they all came to the private room next door.

At this time, Gu Deshan, Sang Zhongli, Yang Qianfu, and Sun Xinglie were eating, drinking, chatting, and laughing.

Logically speaking, they have been relatively busy these days, but this competition to win the prize is of great significance.

After all, it had been four years since the last time Xu's family won the fund, so they discussed it and prepared to talk about it together.

"You boy, you really gave me a surprise.

So, you have also finished tempering your outer bones?"

When Lin Mo entered the room, Sun Xinglie looked at him with complicated eyes and joked.

He felt more and more regretful in his heart. If he had persisted a little longer, the result might have been different.

Although he did not watch it in person, he still knew a lot about the scene from others.

Wang Dong, who has mastered the Flame Iron Hands, is definitely a true genius. Song Mingyu and Ye Hao of the same level are no match for him.

Not to mention that he is born with divine power and has a strength comparable to that of a wild beast. With such strength, even a green-shirted pharmacist like the Xu family may not be his opponent.

There is no other reason, the Flame Iron Hand is simply too terrifying.

He still remembered that the most recent person in the Wang family who had achieved success in practicing Flame Iron Hands was none other than Wang Qiutian, the current head of the Wang family.

Back then, he relied on his flaming iron hands, even used the weak to attack the strong, and with his body in the Boiling Blood Realm, he forcibly attacked and killed a martial artist in the Destiny Realm.

Of course, the fate-making warrior had been injured before and his combat power had been reduced a lot, but it was still a fate after all.

It is not empty words to say that everyone is like an ant under the circumstances.

But Lin Mo actually seriously injured such an opponent with one blow...

Sun Xinglie didn't know how to talk about it.

What is this based on? Is it based on a single effort?

He looked at Lin Mo, who was as tall as a hill, and instead of asking stupidly, he waved to him to come over.

Lin Mo naturally didn't have stage fright, a smile appeared on his face, he nodded, took two steps closer, and saw the four people present.

Except for Sun Xinglie and Gu Deshan, weren't the other two people they met in the Sutra Pavilion before?

"This is Mr. Gu, the first deputy head of our Xu Family Protector Hall. You should have seen him, the real pillar." Sun Xinglie pulled Lin Mo over and began to introduce the people present to him.

Gu Deshan squeezed out what he thought was a kind smile on his face, and smiled from Lin Mo.

Later, Sun Xinglie continued to introduce Yang Qianfu and Sang Zhongli.

The two of them also showed their goodwill, without any pretense of being a martial artist.

"We don't need to introduce you. We've known each other since we were in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. By the way, I'm afraid your boy Mizong Quan has already been practiced to perfection?"

Sang Zhongli was the man wearing a silk scarf. When he saw Lin Mo, he laughed and asked.

He naturally knew that when he fought with Wang Dong, he showed off his quick and flexible steps.

That is the embodiment of practicing Mizong Quan to the core.

For ordinary people, even if they have talent, they may not be able to reach this point in two or three years.

And this was just over half a month, which is really shocking.

Thinking of this, he saw Gu Deshan beside him still sitting there, playing with beads in his hand, and couldn't help but reach out and pat his shoulder:

"Is it difficult for Mr. Gu to say that he has nothing to say?"

Gu Deshan was stunned. He was just thinking about how to talk about this matter, but Sang Zhongli directly provoked him and he had no choice but to speak directly:

"Have you ever been associated with Universalism?"

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