"Boss, you were lucky in the first round, not only did you not meet the disciples of our Ancient Martial Sect, but your opponent was Ma Rulong of the Heavenly Evil Cave, the weakest of these disciples, this kid only cared about studying the application of the formation every day, and even the most basic cultivation techniques were wasted, and he was still at the peak of the heaven-level lower grade realm for two years. Fei San looked very excited, and as he spoke, he admired Yang Yi's luck.

"What's so exciting about this, being able to snatch the jade talisman and enter the Heavenly Evil Cave shows that his own strength is very strong, and with the assistance of the magic circle, I'm afraid he is definitely not as weak as he imagined. Yang Yi shook his head, and did not approve of Fei San's information, indeed, one in a thousand, which one of the disciples who can become a disciple of the Heavenly Evil Cave is an idle person?

"No, you're not sure you'll win, boss, please, I'm going to have all my wealth on you." Hearing that Yang Yi analyzed the opponent so badly in an instant, Fei Sanji suddenly said in a panic.

"There are also peripheral gambling stalls here" Hearing Fei San's words, Yang Yi, who was a man of two lives, suddenly asked in surprise.

There are actually gambling stalls in the God Cultivation Realm, which is something that Yang Yi has never heard of or thought of.

"These are all private, and the odds are worked out by everyone together, oh yes, you are the chief disciple of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, didn't they consult with you?" Fei Sanyan took out a jade and said with a smile.

"Privately, if there is a large transaction, can these people afford to pay it?" Originally, Yang Yi was still interested, but when he heard that it was a private transaction, he suddenly lost interest.

With a mysterious smile, Fei Sanji whispered.

It turns out that these set odds, and the people who accept bets are the chief disciples of the three sects, and the odds of each disciple are also studied by the three of them.

However, it is said that it is the chief disciple's personal doing, but who believes it when he says it, not to mention anything else, but in the small competition once every two years, the number of bets by all the disciples is no less than 100,000 magic crystals, even for these sect elders, this is a lot of private income.

"What are the odds now?, how much have you bet?" Yang Yi asked suddenly.

"Ma Rulong's odds are 1 to 0.3, and your odds are 1 to 0.5, you have the upper hand in the odds alone. He took out a piece of jade slip again, and handed it to Yang Yi with three strokes.

Taking the jade slip, Shen Yuan leaned out, and Yang Yi looked at it carefully.

The elders of each sect sit behind them, and the chief disciples set the odds, in principle, this is also an intuitive reflection of the strength of these disciples, and for Yang Yi, who knows nothing, this is an opportunity to understand other opponents.

This time, Xiao Bi Yangyi's mentality is very good, and the other disciples all want to enter the top eight, so that the registered disciples who become the elders of the sect will have more opportunities to learn advanced cultivation techniques, and Yangyi's purpose is very simple, that is, to survive. If he can directly admit defeat, Yang Yi doesn't even want to participate.

The odds this time are as expected by Fei San, Ma Rulong is indeed the last, and the next is his Yangyi, the odds are 1 to 0.5, on the other hand, the lowest odds are also 1 to 1, among which the highest call for winning the championship is Ouyang Dexin, and Lin Feng is actually ranked in the top three, obviously he is not just a gentleman.

"Fei Sangong, help me inquire who among these new disciples is easier to talk and who is more greedy for money. After a slight hesitation, Yang Yi took out a hundred magic crystals and handed them to Fei San.

"No need, I know what you mean, it's hard to take the initiative to admit defeat, don't you know! Any competition and life-and-death battle in the Heavenly Evil Cave has a potential rule, that is, if you kill the opponent without breaking the rules, you can get everything the opponent has. If you want to buy off a disciple with magic crystals, it will only deepen the opponent's desire to kill you again. Fei Sanji didn't put away the magic crystal, but on the contrary, his whole nervous body blocked in front of Yang Yi, urging him to put it away quickly.

A hundred magic crystals, although only half of Yang Yi's current assets, but for the children of some small families, this is also a lot of wealth, for these magic crystals to kill people will definitely not occupy a minority, after all, this is an evil cultivation sect, killing people is like a commonplace. ，

"Then buy me and win!" Yang Yi did not take back the magic crystal, but still handed Fei Sanji.

Knock! Knock!

At this moment, suddenly there was silence around him, and the noisy sound just now was completely blocked, and at the same time, the sound of heavy footsteps continued to come into his mind, which lingered at all, and it was very uncomfortable.

Coercion, the coercion of the strong, Yang Yi can't even mention the idea of resistance.

"I said don't show it to anyone else, did you deliberately show it off or didn't want to die. Seeing that Yang Yi suddenly held the magic crystal and was stunned in place, Fei San grabbed it and complained in a low voice.

Knock knock!

In an instant, the uncomfortable feeling suddenly disappeared, and the noise around him returned again, but Yang Yi could still hear the strange footsteps.

Following the footsteps, Yang Yi soon noticed a boy walking slowly.

His face was sickly pale, his eyebrows were furrowed, but he had bright eyes and purple lips. Short in stature, thin, as if a gust of wind could blow it away, slowly walking forward, every step of the boy was so light, so careful, but it was this footsteps, as if with a magical rhythm, heard Yang Yi's ears were still so heavy, so clear.

Yang Yi stayed where he was and didn't reply, Fei Sangong immediately followed his gaze and looked at the boy, he smiled indifferently and said: "Boss, this is what I said about Ma Rulong of the Heavenly Evil Cave, how is it? Isn't it very weak? I heard that he is weak and sickly, I think I am afraid that I will not be able to withstand a round of attacks from you." ”

"He's strong!" shook his head, Yang Yi said indifferently.

Where could a frail and sickly cultivator at the peak of the heaven-level lower grade have such coercion from a strong person, especially that strange pace, which simply penetrated the hearts of the people, Yang Yi couldn't even see where he would fall next, and the most terrifying thing was that other people around him, including Fei San, couldn't feel his coercion.

A heaven-level low-grade peak realm, a heaven-level middle-grade realm, but Yang Yi couldn't see Ma Rulong's true strength clearly at all, as if there had always been a thick fog wrapping Ma Rulong.

Like ordinary people in the world, Ma Rulong gives people a weak and vulnerable appearance, but the strange pace and hidden strength make Yang Yi even more doubtful in his heart.

With an indifferent smile, a fine light flashed, Ma Rulong glanced at Yang Yi deeply, and his eyes were like a sword, straight into his heart.

Dangerous!

Yang Yi's face changed suddenly.

Soon it was Yang Yi's turn to play, taking a deep breath, Yang Yi's whole person became nervous, the formation, he would too, but this is the demigod realm, and the formation here has exceeded Yang Yi's imagination, and he has never thought that the formation mage is the weakest existence.

Sure enough, just after the game, Ma Rulong smiled evilly, and then suddenly took out a few scrolls.