Chapter 515, the second round of gambling begins

The Ming Dynasty is a small world, with day and night, as well as the sun and moon. At this moment, the golden black is hanging high, and the bright light shines on the earth.

However, under the gaze of Mu Yun's Yuanshen, three hot suns appeared in the sky. Two rounds of fierce * took place in the other round, which was more eye-catching. And these two hot suns are slowly falling. It's not that night is coming, but that two powerful, sun-like strong men are returning from nine days.

The Arrow God King was wrapped in silver, as if a silver flame was steaming in Yaowu, cutting through the air and falling. The middle-aged man in white robe landed with his hands on his back like a peerless master.

The two kings fought fiercely for nearly a day and finally returned.

The two figures slowly fell from the sky and looked at the destroyed valley. Lord Arrow God's face suddenly became gloomy, but when he saw Mu Yun safe and sound, his face softened slightly.

The middle-aged man in the white robe has been tense since he landed, and his eyes are full of anger. From the expressions of the Arrow God and the middle-aged man in the white robe, it can be judged that the battle between the two must have ended with the victory of the Arrow God.

The middle-aged man in white suddenly turned his head and looked at Lan Linghe's tutor and asked in a low voice, "Where's Xiao Lan?"

Lan Ling and the tutor's faces suddenly turned red, took a deep breath, and talked about what happened after the two left. Mu Yun was quite surprised that the middle-aged man who hated him did not add fuel and vinegar and objectively told the facts.

This made Mu Yun have a slight favor for this middle-aged man. At least this person's character can be guaranteed.

The face of the middle-aged man in the white robe became more and more gloomy, but soon he smiled and nodded: "It's really good for Xiao Lan to understand this truth at this age. It's not in vain for us to cultivate carefully.

I am submissively attached to the middle-aged man.

"Old man, my students can no longer participate in the second gambling battle. Can this gambling be postponed?" When he said this, Mu Yun saw helplessness in the middle-aged man's eyes in the white robe.

"Ha ha, your students are missing, and your disciples are here. Isn't Feng Ping here? Let him compare with the little guy!" Lord Arrow God smiled and said that he won the first game, and the plan to let the old opponent run naked was half successful. How could he agree to delay the gambling at this time?

"Old man, Feng Ping is my disciple, but compared with this little guy, he has grown a generation. What's the point of this unequal gambling?" The middle-aged man in the white robe said in a low voice, "For the sake of fairness, let's postpone the gambling and continue when Xiaolan and he are empty."

"No need!" The Arrow God shook his head, glanced at Mu Yun with a kind face, and said, "I can't wait any longer. Let Mu Yun and Feng Ping carry out the gambling. No matter whether you win or lose, the old man will admit it. Or do you dare not let Feng Ping gamble with Mu Yun? If that's the case, you have to postpone the gambling fight. That's it this time. Don't come to the old man to play gambling in the future.

"Are you sure?"

"Fine!"

"Good!" The middle-aged man in white robe had no expression on his face. He took a step forward and forced the god of arrows to say, "Then you can solve the question!"

The arrow god grinned happily and was very satisfied with the choice of the middle-aged people in white robes. He glanced at Mu Yun and said, "Well, in order to end the game as soon as possible, let's have a literary fight!"

"What is the literary fighting method?"

"Simple! The two of them have one defense and one attack, both of which only have a mobile phone meeting. If the attacker breaks through the defense of the defender, it will lose, and if the defender resists the attack of the attacker, it will win!"

The middle-aged man in the white robe glanced at the arrow god sarcastically and said, "Who attacks first will defend? The difference between the front and the back is very big. Besides, what kind of defense is broken to win? The powerful king was thoughtful, and his thoughts were clear as soon as he moved.

"This is simpler!" He rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "The second round of questions are ours, so let you attack first and we will resist. As for how to decide the winner, it's even simpler. If the two of them think they can't resist, just open their mouths and admit defeat.

After meditating for a long time, the middle-aged man in white robe thought this method was feasible and glanced at the young man and said, "What do you think?" The middle-aged man nodded and agreed without hesitation. He had long wanted to teach Mu Yun a lesson. He would not miss such a good opportunity.

"Only success is not allowed to fail!" The middle-aged man in white robe said as a warning. After thinking about it, the middle-aged man in a white robe turned his right hand, and a charm appeared in his hand and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Lao Xier, is this a foul? Since you can flatten the Fu urn, the old man can naturally give Mu Yun Fu urn. The old man would like to see if your Fu urn is powerful or the old man's Fu urn has great defense ability.

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man in the white robe snorted coldly, put away the charm and said, "Let's start!"

"Little guy, if you can win, the old man won't treat you badly. Of course, if you lose, the old man won't treat you badly!"

Hearing this, a cold air flowed out of Mu Yun's heart and spread all over his body in an instant. He heard that the first one will not be treated badly and the second one will not be treated badly. The first one will not be treated badly, which means that it will not be treated badly, and the second one will not be treated badly.

The Arrow God King abused him. In the eyes of the Arrow God King, this is guiding the younger generation and benefiting the younger generation a lot. But in Mu Yun's heart, this is a double torture of spirit and body.

Answered, Mu Yun flew into the air and looked at Feng Pingyao. He saw a strong resentment from the other party's eyes.

"Come on!" Mu Yun gritted his teeth and shouted harshly.

"Hmm!"

With a heavy cold hum, a burst of earthy yellow air surged out of Feng Ping's body, and a heavy breath rolled in all directions. In the khaki airflow, a khaki mountain axe appeared.

The body rotated, and the mountain axe also rotated. Suddenly, the mountain axe was sealed in the hand. The earthy light surged, and Feng Ping poured his true power into the mountain axe. The wind and clouds surged, and the spirit of heaven and earth quickly gathered towards the mountain axe.

What surprised Mu Yun was that with the infusion of heaven and earth, there was no other change in the whole body except for the more and brighter light flowing. This is what makes him vigilant. It is reasonable to pour in such a huge atmosphere of heaven and earth, and the shape of the mountain axe should become bigger, but this mountain axe does not.

With the passage of time, the atmosphere of heaven and earth are gathering more and more, but the feeling of sealing has not stopped at all, and it is still constantly urging the mountain axe to absorb the atmosphere of heaven and earth. Until his face turned pale, this was a performance of Zhenyuan's power consumption.

Suddenly, Mu Yun felt a strong and extreme danger, and his whole body tightened.

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PS: Dear friends, Wu Sanqi found himself very sleepy. He was supposed to finish writing 5,000 words, but it took Wu Sanqi more than an hour to write 2,000 words. His head was stunned. In order to ensure the quality, the remaining 3,000 words were updated during the day. That is to say, on the 12th, Wu Sanqi will update another 8,000 words. Sorry, everyone...