4925--Andrew Cash Cow

It seems that because of Yang Kai's previous performance, Anger Yan's attitude towards him is obviously much more friendly, turning his head to look at him from time to time with a thoughtful expression.

He led the Mo disciples under his command to leave the place of gambling and fighting, and when he found a place to rest, he deliberately took a lot of cultivation resources and handed it over to him, so that he could recover well.

Yang Kai can only be grateful.

In fact, in the previous battle with the Ming Wang Tianwu, Yang Kai did not consume a lot. After all, he has always left room, but on the surface it looks miserable.

But in order not to reveal his details, he could only try his best to suppress his ability to recover, so that after three days, he was barely able to recover.

And in the past three days, Yang Kai has repeatedly felt the gaze of the angry flames looking at himself, and there is a vague meaning.

This made him a little vigilant, and even wondered if he had exposed himself somewhere, which made the anger suspicious. But if you think about it carefully, it's unlikely. He didn't reveal any flaws. Raging flames shouldn't have discovered anything, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.

When Yang Kai opened his eyes, the angry flames obviously waited for a long time, his eyes looked over for the first time, and he shouted: "Jiayi!"

Yang Kai stood up, clasped his fists and said, "What is your order, Master?"

"With your ability, if you fight against a human race of the same rank, without stopping, how many games can you win at most?" Anger asked.

Yang Kai didn't know why he asked this, thinking that if he was of the same rank, he would not be able to lose at all, but he still replied cautiously: "At most three games."

Anger raised his brows: "Three games! Very good."

Saying this, he also stood up and looked in one direction: "I'm going to take you to the gambling arena, can you guarantee that you will be undefeated in three games?"

Yang Kai frowned and said: "A few days ago, my subordinates have appeared in the gambling arena. If I go now, would anyone be willing to be my opponent?"

His previous battle with Ming Wang Tianwu was seen by many Mo people, no matter how he suppressed his strength, victory is victory.

Anger smiled and said: "Don't worry, there will definitely be, even if not, I will find a way, you don't have to worry about this. But I need you to give me a guarantee that I will never lose. inform me."

For a servant like Yang Kai, Raging Flame is reluctant to lose.

"Yes!" Yang Kai responded.

"Let's go!" With a big wave of angry flames, he led his few Mo disciples towards the gambling arena.

After a while, everyone came to the gambling arena. In the basin battlefield, there were already two Mo disciples fighting, and the surrounding area was as lively as ever.

This was undoubtedly a fight to the death. The two Mo disciples tried their best to use their secret magic powers, and the fight was very lively.

After waiting for a while, the two Mo disciples below finally decided the winner. The winner lives and the loser perishes.

After the victorious Mo disciple left, Raging Flame gave Yang Kai a wink.

Yang Kai took the lead and flew down.

He had only been fighting with people here three days ago, but now that he showed up, many Mo people recognized him, and all of them immediately showed a look of high interest, whispering to each other while watching.

However, none of the Motu sent his own Motu into the arena.

Without him, Yang Kai's performance a few days ago was really good, and he didn't have the confidence to end the game at will, and it would only end in tragedy.

Although many Mo people showed interest in Yang Kai, they could only shake their heads regretfully after asking the Mo disciples under him.

After waiting for a while, no one came to fight, Yang Kai stood in the middle of the basin, looking quite bored.

At the periphery, there is the Mo people saying: "Angry flame, you let this person appear, I am afraid that no one will challenge, change another one!"

Furious flames bared their teeth, originally thinking about whether they could pick up a bargain, to see if there was a Mo people who did not know Yang Kai's details to send their Mo disciples to end, who would have thought that everyone was not a fool. The Mo people who have seen the battle three days ago will naturally not be deceived, and those who have not seen it will know the situation by inquiring.

If you can't get it cheap, you can only lure it with profit.

Angry smiled and said loudly: "I am a black disciple, and my strength is indeed stronger. I have never seen anyone of the same rank who is more powerful than him. But since he has already ended, it is nothing to come back without a fight. I mean, let's do this, this time we will fight, whoever wins, just takes him away, and if he loses, just give me a hundred ink coins."

As soon as these words came out, many Mo people were in an uproar.

What Ang Yan said was too arrogant, as if his Mo disciple could not be defeated.

Immediately, the Mo people couldn't wait to ask: "Are you serious about Fury?"

The value of a sixth-grade Motu is not low. If it is really used for trading, tens of thousands of ink coins can definitely be sold, and tens of thousands of ink coins are also a lot of assets for the Mo people.

If you lose, you don't need to pay too much. Since it's a life fight, you won't have any dead hands. You don't have to worry that your Mo disciples will die. You only need to pay a hundred ink coins.

One hundred ink coins, who can't take it out? The lower Black Ink Clan can take out a hundred ink coins at will.

Anger nodded, "Of course it's true. If you say it in public, can you still regret it?"

At this time, the Mo people couldn't sit still, and immediately ordered the Mo disciples under their command to exit. In an instant, dozens of Mo disciples rose into the air and fell towards the basin one after another.

In the gambling arena where only Yang Kai was alone, dozens of figures suddenly appeared.

Anger smiled and said, "You guys don't want to bully the less with more, right? Then I have to admit defeat in this game."

Many Mo people look at me, I look at you, no one wants to let their Mo disciples retire, after all, this is an opportunity to get a big bargain, and they are all waiting for others to let their Mo disciples retire.

After a stalemate for a while, Angry suggested: "Well, let me, the Motu, choose an opponent at will, whoever he chooses is who, and you don't have to argue, okay?"

This proposal naturally got everyone's approval, and they all nodded.

Only then did the anger look down at Yang Kai: "You choose one."

Yang Kai swept his eyes and pointed at a handsome young man: "You!"

The young man nodded slightly, and the other Mo disciples left after receiving the order of their master.

Soon only Yang Kai and the young man were left in the venue.

Anger said, "You two are ready to start at any time."

When the words fell, Yang Kai slammed into the opponent like an arrow from the string, and his big hand reached out, and the world's mighty power surged fiercely in the palm of his hand.

The young man had obviously seen the battle three days ago. He knew how strong Yang Kai was. Seeing that he had made a move, how dare he let him get close, and immediately fled to the rear. Without dodging or dodging, he punched out.

This battle was quite fierce, and the young man's strength was not bad. After all, he was born in a certain paradise, not a mediocre hand. You come and go from both sides, so that the Mo people watching the battle will see it with relish.

For Yang Kai, this kind of battle is nothing, just to properly show his strength, not to reveal too much, it is quite hard to suppress.

A stick of incense fought fiercely, and finally Yang Kai found an opportunity and punched the young man's vomiting blood away.

He did not pursue the victory, just stood silently in place.

The young man gasped for a while, got up and clasped his fists, and flew away without saying a word.

Seeing this, Ang Yan's mouth twitched, showing a smile, accepting the 100 ink coins handed over by the young ink disciple master, and glanced at Yang Kai inquiringly, Yang Kai nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Ang Yan suddenly had a bottom line in his heart, and shouted: "The next game, the rules are the same, but the loser needs to give me five hundred ink coins!"

Many Mo people looked stunned.

Generally speaking, Motu would go off to rest after a fight. It was not common for them to play in a row. It happened once three days ago.

The strength of Motu of the same rank is not much different, and it is difficult to support the load of continuous battle.

The practice of anger flames is undoubtedly a bit wild. Although the number of ink coins has been increased from one hundred to five hundred, it is still within the acceptable range.

Five hundred is not too much, and his Motu has already fought a battle, so his strength must have declined.

After just a moment of astonishment, dozens of Motu flew down and stood in front of Yang Kai.

Yang Kai couldn't help laughing and laughing, but now, he still doesn't know what the abacus is going on with the flames, this is treating himself as a cash cow!

No wonder he asked himself how many battles he could support, and repeatedly told himself that he must not lose, and if he was unable to fight again, he would be informed in advance.

Knowing to know, he can only obey the arrangement now. Fortunately, Fury just wants to earn ink coins, and the fight is not a death fight, otherwise he really doesn't know whether to kill or not.

The same scene as just now has the same rules as just now.

Yang Kai chose another opponent at random.

The master of the Motu who was not selected naturally sighed, but there was nothing he could do. In their opinion, this was definitely a great opportunity to grab a bargain, but unfortunately they failed to seize it twice.

However, the fact is beyond their expectations. At the end of this second battle, Yang Kai won again. Although it seemed that he had paid a lot, the opponent was vomited blood again and again, and he was obviously unable to fight again.

The teeth of the angry flames were exposed, and the five hundred ink coins started, and once again looked at Yang Kai inquiringly.

Yang Kai regretted saying that he had been able to fight three times in a row, so how could he have given such an answer.

Now it is difficult for him to ride a tiger, he nodded slightly in silence, Yang Kai sat cross-legged, seized the time to recover, a posture that was not light.

The eyes of many Mo people looked towards the angry flames and waited for the following.

Not letting them down, anger shouted: "In the last game, the rules on my side are still the same. The winner will take it away, and the loser will leave a thousand ink coins."

Compared to a sixth-grade black ink disciple worth tens of thousands of ink coins, a thousand ink coins is undoubtedly worth a gamble, especially after Yang Kai's two consecutive battles, the chance of winning is huge.