Chapter 1105 Crazy Bet

"Do you have a sense of public morality? There are so many people, but you still squeeze in!" Many people who were squeezed by Wang Tiezhu complained.

After seeing Wang Tiezhu's image clearly, many people began to point and point, and vaguely heard adjectives such as "earth turtle", but this is the Tushita Palace of the Taishang Laojun, so people just reprimanded a few words. People dare to react too violently.

Wang Tiezhu didn't care about other people's comments at all, and in the blink of an eye, he dragged Liu Lang to the innermost part of the crowd.

Liu Lang followed Wang Tiezhu, covering half of his face because of embarrassment, so no one noticed him at all.

When he stood still and looked inward, Liu Lang realized that in the center of the crowd, there were two men in the robes of the yellow-ranked art refiners fighting. It was different from the usual fighting between the strong men in the fairyland. No magic weapon was sacrificed, their weapon was heart fire.

One red and one yellow heart fire, one transforms into a fierce tiger, the other transforms into a lone wolf, fighting in mid-air.

The two Huang-rank art masters were both making tactic with one hand, trying hard to control their own anger. At this moment, both of them were sweating profusely, but they persisted, neither of them would admit defeat.

Thunderous applause erupted from time to time.

Liu Lang was amazed, he thought that most of the alchemists were not good at fighting, but he didn't expect to have the trump card of Xinhuo, which can melt various materials and condense immortal weapons. As a weapon, it seems to be more practical than fairy weapons of the same level.

Liu Lang watched the battle between the tigers and wolves intently, and soon discovered the problem.

That is, the control of the two alchemists over their inner fires is far from reaching the level of doing whatever they want.

One tiger and one wolf fought quite lively, but their movements were a little clumsy and slow. From this point of view, heart fire as a weapon is far inferior to refined immortal weapons.

"Brother, who do you think will win?" Wang Tiezhu asked Liu Lang beside him.

"I think it should be Tiger's side." Liu Lang thought for a while and said. He has learned the fire control technique of the Yan Clan, so he still has some judgment.

"That's right, the Tigers are sure to win." Wang Tiezhu said with certainty.

"Two soil turtles..." At this moment, not far from the two of them, a mysterious art master who had just been squeezed by Wang Tiezhu said disdainfully.

His voice is not small, all, many people around have heard it.

"From the point of view of rank, the heart fire of the lone wolf is obviously higher than that of the tiger, and the ability of the two to control the fire is almost the same. The outcome is already clear at a glance. You actually think that the fire of the tiger can win. Don't tell me, You are here to participate in the Laojun's selection of apprentices. If you have this kind of vision, hurry up and pack up and go home!" The mysterious master said, staring at Wang Tiezhu and Liu Lang.

At this moment, the eyes of the people around them all focused on Wang Tiezhu and Liu Lang.

After discovering that it was Wang Tiezhu, many people followed suit.

"With your eyes closed, you can feel that the lone wolf is more angry."

"That's right, it's impossible for a tiger to win if it's angry. The turtle has no vision, so don't express your opinion."

Liu Lang was depressed for a while, he chatted with Wang Tiezhu a few times, and it was no one to be ridiculed. However, just now he and Wang Tiezhu forced their way in and bumped into many people, and it was normal for them to be targeted.

However, Liu Lang still firmly believes that the fierce tiger can win.

But Wang Tiezhu didn't seem to hear those taunts, and he was still staring at the arena engrossed.

Seeing that he was being ignored, the black-rank art refiner suddenly became angry, pointed at Wang Tiezhu and said, "Turtle, dare you take a gamble!"

"What are you betting on?" Wang Tiezhu finally turned his head.

"One thousand amethyst coins!" The mysterious master took out a small cloth bag and opened it. Inside were all amethyst coins that flashed purple light. According to visual inspection, there were at least a thousand.

In the heavens, the art refiner can be said to be the most lucrative occupation. It is normal for a mysterious level art refiner to take out a thousand amethyst coins.

"My grandfather said gambling is not good." Wang Tiezhu said in a low voice.

"It's not that gambling is bad,

Is it because you have no money! "Xuanjieshu alchemist looked Wang Tiezhu up and down, and laughed.

Others also roared with laughter.

With Wang Tiezhu's attire, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a poor ghost.

"Who said I have no money!" With a thought, Wang Tiezhu suddenly saw a big sack in front of him. With a wave of his hand, he removed the rope that bound the mouth, and it turned out to be full of amethyst coins.

"I rely on it!"

"I rely on it!"

Seeing that big sack of amethyst coins, even though most of the people present were wealthy alchemists, there were unavoidable exclamations, because that big sack of amethyst coins was worthless to say the least. There are twenty thousand.

For most alchemists, it is normal to take out a thousand or eight hundred amethyst coins, but it is more difficult for tens of thousands. Only some top-level mysterious or earth-level alchemists can gather this amount of wealth.

You know, Kong Haolin, the vice-chairman of the Alchemy Masters Guild, went to the mortal prison in person to set up a large formation to protect the prison, and he only received 50,000 amethyst coins.

"A real person doesn't show his face!" Liu Lang never expected that Wang Tiezhu would be so rich.

The Mysterious Art Refiner, who was going to bet against Wang Tiezhu, was also a little dazed when he saw a sack of amethyst coins. If the other party takes this sack of money and bets with him, he will really come up with a corresponding bet.

"Since your grandpa won't let you gamble, let's gamble on other things." The Xuanji art master went down the slope and said.

"What are you betting on?" Wang Tiezhu asked.

"Then whoever loses, how about kowtowing to the other party three times?" Profound rank art refiner suggested.

"What's the meaning of kowtow?" Wang Tiezhu pouted.

"Then what are you betting on? No matter what it is, I will accompany you to the end." The black-rank art refiner said confidently.

"Is this what you said?" A cunning flashed in the honest Wang Tiezhu's eyes.

"Of course, there are so many people present, they can all testify." The alchemy master said.

"Yes, we testify!" Many people followed suit.

"Okay. Then let's bet on (shit), whoever loses gets to eat." Wang Tiezhu said confidently.

"Ouch..." Many of the spectators almost vomited.

Liu Lang also had a nausea.

The face of the black-rank art refiner immediately turned into a liver-colored one. He never expected that Wang Tiezhu would make such a crazy bet.

"Don't dare to forget it." Seeing that the mysterious master did not answer, Wang Tiezhu said indifferently: "You are not as good as those farmers in my hometown. I bet with them (shit), and they never hesitate."

"Compare!" Listening to Wang Tiezhu comparing him with those mortals who farmed the land, the Xuanji technique refiner's blood surged, "The tiger's heart fire wins, I eat it, the lone wolf's heart fire wins, you eat it!"

"Okay, it's a deal, eat it yourself!" Wang Tiezhu said seriously.

"Ouch..." The Xuanjieshu alchemist felt that the food he ate in the morning had reached his throat, so he could only try to swallow it back.

Seeing that Wang Tiezhu bet so big, Liu Lang was at a loss. He couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Wang Tiezhu's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, can you win?"

"I can't tell." Wang Tiezhu said hesitantly.