With a faint sense of regret, Wei Changfeng returned to his dormitory.

He needs to quietly sort out his thoughts.

Ouyang Feng left Jingyun Martial Arts Academy, causing him to lose a solid backer and his identity as a disciple of the chief deacon.

Over the past period of time, Wei Changfeng was able to focus on Qingyuan Xiaozhijian. This backer and his identity can be said to be of great significance. In addition to the name of the disciple of Dongfang Caibai, it shocked some villains.

Now without this support, it is inevitable that someone will be ready to move. Wang Anshi's previous difficulties are the best example. If Ouyang Feng had not expected it, he would probably have been unable to escape his life.

Fortunately, without Ouyang Feng's protection, the East Courtyard of the Palm Court has given a guarantee that although it is limited to the Martial Arts Court, it can help him block a lot of trouble.

For example, Zhengtang and Qingyuntang, as long as a certain person takes action, it is too easy to grasp his little disciple of the lower courtyard.

It is impossible for Dongfang Caibai to stand up for him in everything.

Therefore, Dongfangzheng's promise has undoubtedly become a new amulet, which can be regarded as a loss of Dongxiang and a harvest of Wuxiang!

But Wei Changfeng has never been used to placing his destiny on others.

In the final analysis, what he can really rely on is his own strength!

After sorting out his thoughts, Wei Changfeng sat cross-legged on the bed, silently exerting the method of divine thoughts, and at the same time activates the Qianyang Dharma and the Taixu Mind Art, and gradually enters the state of forgetting both things and self.

The dantian on the forehead and eyebrows, the dantian in the heart and chest, the dantian below the abdomen and navel, and the three dantians practice together, but they do not interfere with each other.

The power of the soul that was as vague as morning mist, the power of Taixu Pill in the vortex of the nebula, and the true energy of Qianyang like the flames of the furnace were derived from nothingness, condensed, refined, and increased his cultivation bit by bit.

In the bedroom, a needle fell quietly to the sound of it.

However, Ruyi Gambling House, less than one mile away from the Martial Arts Door, is crowded and lively!

Although Ruyi Gambling House is not in Jingyun City, it has a very famous reputation.

Due to the location, in normal times, many boat trips, sailors, wandering warriors, treasure hunters, and disciples in the martial arts academy like to go to this big gambling house to try their luck.

In addition to the common dice and Paijiu gambling games, the gambling shop often competes in setting up a bank based on various current affairs. For example, the battle for Zhennanguan between Daqin and Dachu half a month ago, and Ruyi gambling shop set up a gambling game.

In addition, as the Jingyun Martial Arts Academy is approaching, the turbulence and movements in the Martial Arts Academy have some impact on this gambling house, and many other places such as the top ten disciples of the upper court and other open and dark villages appear.

Of course, Jingyun Martial Arts Academy cannot be ignorant of this, but for some unspeakable reasons, it always turns a blind eye to the point of not seeing it.

Today, above the largest gambling table in Ruyi Gambling House, two bright long black signs were hung down. The gambling table was neatly divided into two large blocks on the left and right, and a lot of grids were cut with red lines on it.

There are chips that write about moments and odds in the grid, and changes will occur every once in a while.

The gambling table was surrounded by all kinds of gamblers, many of which were disciples of the lower court of the Martial Arts Academy. They held fragments of silver or small amounts of silver notes in their hands, either pondering or whispering.

"Today is the last time to place the bet, and it will be opened the day after tomorrow!"

"The odds of Wei's surname are rising. It seems that he is doomed this time!"

"I have already bet on Senior Brother Hao to win, bet that he will resolve the battle in half a moment, and pay 150 taels of silver!"

"After a moment, you are so brave. The one with the surname Wei is not that bad, right?"

What they were discussing was the life-and-death showdown between the acquired Wei Changfeng and Hao Xiong.

The reason for this bet is unknown!

Although similar gambling games are found in the Martial Arts Academy, they are basically small-scale fights and can't be compared with the Ruyi Gambling House's house, and the latter's reputation is even more guaranteed.

The disciple of the Lower Court who was begging Wei Changfeng for the next 150 taels of silver to Hao Xiong immediately attracted the attention of many people around him, especially many gamblers who joined in the fun, wanted to find out some inside information.

"Senior brother, are you so sure?"

"I heard that Wei Changfeng is learning sword from Master Dongfang..."

"Haha, what can I learn from swords for half a month? Can Master Dongfang still go into battle in person then?"

"It's still a little lingering for a while, I'll just hold it back for a while!"

Just as everyone was talking, a burly man with a cloak walked into the gambling house.

Warriors and treasure hunters in similar outfits are very common, and he does not attract anyone's attention at all.

The burly man raised his head and saw two golden words "Wei" and "Hao" written on two long black signs above the gambling table in the center of the hall. A strange light flashed in his eyes.

He walked straight over and squeezed away two people who were watching the fun in front of the gambling table.

The latter was about to curse, but when he saw the other party's outfit and body shape, he swallowed the swear words back.

There are mixed fish and dragons in the gambling house, and there are many desperate people in the world. There is no need to start a dispute over a small matter.

The cloaked man who occupied the position, his eyes fell on the right side of the gambling table.

On the right is the battalion face of the defender Changfengsheng, and the chips are also arranged at different odds.

The man in the cloak just hesitated for a moment, took out five silver notes and took them on it.

"Add the guard Changfeng, win in half a moment!"

The dealer in the gambling house took the silver notes and looked at it, and his face changed suddenly: "Five hundred taels, will the guard Changfeng win in half a moment?"

The dealer's voice was very loud, and the conversation around him disappeared. Everyone's eyes were all focused on the cloaked man, full of surprise, surprise, funny, incredible...

Someone actually bet Wei Changfeng for a moment, but he still had a heavy bet of 500 taels of silver. Is this too much money?

As for the strange gaze of others, the cloaked man seemed not to have any sense of it and asked in a deep voice: "Is there any problem?"

The dealer calmed down and smiled and said, "The silver notes of Sihai Money House are fine, 500 taels, and you can make a deposit!"

The five largest chips were pushed to the cloaked man by the gambling shop guy, and the odds were 27 per loss. In other words, if Wei Changfeng could really defeat Hao Xiong within half a moment, then the cloaked man would win the bet of a total of 13,500 taels of silver!

In the gambling house, there is never a shortage of gamblers who make big profits, but it is incredible that someone has such an unpopular house bet on such a high bet!

Is this person crazy or stupid, giving money to the gambling house in vain?

Who doesn’t know that Hao Xiong is far superior to Wei Changfeng in his strength and practices very well. If Wei Changfeng has a little chance of winning, it is impossible to resolve the battle in half a moment!

Unless the latter suddenly takes some magical pills and his realm cultivation level completely surpasses Hao Xiong within just one month.

So everyone looked at the cloaked man with mocking eyes and put away his chips and left the gambling house on his own.

Only the dealer remained silent and quickly adjusted Wei Changfeng's odds chips that won in half a moment.

The man with a cape walking out of the gate of the gambling house was walking along the way, passing through the bustling streets, and suddenly turning into a nearby alley.

After confirming that he had not been followed, he took off his cloak and threw it away, revealing his true face.

It's iron wings!

………

Although there were some minor twists and turns, Ruyi Gambling House quickly returned to its original hustle and bustle. Gamblers who had finished betting left one after another, and new gambling players poured in, contributing a large amount of money to the dealer.

No one of the gamblers in the gambling house knew that Hao Xiong, one of the key figures in the Ruyi gambling house, was sitting in the private room of the restaurant opposite the gambling house.

At the door of the private room on the third floor, there were two warriors guarding the door to prevent others from disturbing and listening. In addition to Hao Xiong, there was also a guest in the room, Wang Hongyan, the direct descendant of the Wang family!

"Senior Brother Hao, are you satisfied with this pair of Iron Eagle gloves?"

Hao Xiong looked at the black arm-protective gloves on his hands, and a smile appeared on his face full of flesh, and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, with this pair of gloves, my strength can be improved by at least 20%!"

This pair of Qimen weapons is undoubtedly written by famous artists. The lining of the animal skin is flexible and comfortable. The black iron armor piece in the jacket is hard and thick. As long as you pull the brackets on the knuckles, three extremely sharp steel claws on the left and right can pop out!

He just tried it and it was very easy to cut the ten-two-tall silver ingot with steel claws.

Since Hao Xiong is best at practicing the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Sand Palm, this pair of Iron Eagle Fist Gloves will definitely be like a tiger. Even if Wei Changfeng switches to the long sword weapon to fight, he is not afraid at all!

"It's good that you're satisfied..." Wang Hongyan said gritting his teeth: "I don't ask you to kill Wei Changfeng within a long time. As long as you don't let him die so happily, this bastard will be in vain!"

Hao Xiong narrowed his eyes and said, "No problem, I will definitely satisfy you, Mr. Wang!"

He couldn't help laughing in his heart, and unexpectedly, a bet battle would get so many extra benefits.

In addition to the disciples of the upper yard who are above the top, there are also disciples of famous families who are also involved.

Wei Changfeng, Wei Changfeng, so many people want you to die, you can’t do it if you don’t die!

"That's the best!"

Wang Hongyan seemed to see Wei Changfeng lying on the ring and screaming miserably, and a ferocious and smug smile appeared on his face: "Wei Changfeng, your death date is here!"

There is only less than two days left before the Jingyun Martial Arts Court's Lower Court.

Originally, it was just an ordinary Martial Arts Academy schedule, but because of the life-and-death confrontation between Wei Changfeng and Hao Xiong, countless undercurrents suddenly emerged, disrupting an unfathomable pool of muddy waters.

In and outside the Martial Arts Court, many people are waiting and watching, waiting for the arrival of Xiaobi of the Lower Court!

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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I wish you all a happy New Year and all your wishes come true!
Chapter completed!