Chapter 92: Martial Arts Master: Scholar, Don't Be Black! 31 [Recommended Ticket Plus Update!] ]

Kill her!

Kill her!

Kill her!

A resentful aura poured out of his chest, quickly sweeping away all of her thoughts.

[Host, strengthen your mind. Powder Jiujiu is in a hurry.

The original owner's anger energy is too large, and it intends to affect the host, which is not a good phenomenon.

"I know." Pet Ai said calmly.

Tut.

Is this a cry from the soul?

Oh, interesting.

Cheng Jinse stood on the stage, with a proud smile on her pretty face, it seems that she is the first on this year's list of beauties.

"Little boy, please come to the stage." The servant reminded.

The eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes are all staring at the pet.

The fire whip in Cheng Jinse's hand is the third-ranked divine weapon in the Jianghu weapon list, and it is even more powerful than the Qinglian Sword.

Moreover, Cheng Jinse practiced the "Fire Whip Method" diligently in the Wulin League, and his martial arts improved rapidly within a year, and there were few opponents among the young generation of women in the rivers and lakes.

Without internal strength, can the 'little boy' who can't even see any martial arts moves be able to beat her?

The eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes became scorching, and it would be a wonderful showdown.

"Lord Liu." Pet Ai called.

Liu replied casually: "What's the matter with the little boy?" ”

Won't you want to seal people's internal forces again?

The eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes became strange, so what else could they see.

"What's the odds now?" Pet Ai asked gently.

"One to a hundred." Ryu squinted casually and smiled.

Every time a martial arts conference is held, the people of the rivers and lakes like to engage in gambling in private to bet on who wins and get money from it.

"I didn't expect everyone to think so highly of me?" Pet Ai made a surprised look.

"One refers to you." Liu said with a casual smile.

Odds of 1 to 100.

It means that the person who buys 'Little Boy' and wins is one percent of Cheng Jinse.

The 'little boy' loses and the owner has to lose 100, which is undoubtedly a big gamble.

Pet Ai took out a gold ingot from her body and said, "I'll buy it myself to win." ”

"Hahaha...... Is the little boy crazy, or does she think she will win? ”

"I see that she is not lightly ill, I really look up to myself, the flower fan lost to Miss Cheng, she whimsically thought that she would win......"

“……”

"Little boy, please come to the stage." The servant shouted again.

Pet Ai smiled slightly and said, "Scholar, send me up." ”

Rong Shaoqing grabbed her waist and sent her to the ring.

"You're the little boy?" Cheng Jinse squinted at her, and said in a contemptuous tone: "I don't dare to show my true face, but I like to hide in the dark." ”

Pet Ai smiled slightly, and said gracefully: "I'm afraid of scaring you." ”

This is the truth, if Cheng Jinse knew that Cheng Jinyun was not dead, and he would be shocked if he stood in front of her in a dignified manner.

……?

Everyone looked confused.

Could it be that the little boy is an ugly girl?

No way!!!

Even if you get the first place in the competition, if you look ugly, you can't be ranked on the list of Jianghu beauties.

Cheng Jinse snorted coldly, "You are self-aware." ”

She raised the red whip in her hand, and said with disdain in her eyes: "It's still too late for you to admit defeat now, otherwise, I won't show mercy." ”

There was a burst of cheers from below.

is worthy of being the daughter of the master of Cheng Meng, full of momentum.

"How good are you using the Flame Whip?" Pet Ai asked with a smile.

Something that was snatched by trickery must be very pleasant to use.

Under the scorching sun, Cheng Jinse inexplicably felt a chill behind him, and the fire whip in his hand seemed to become a little hot.