Martial Peak

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

The Mohists who led them left the land of gambling and found a place to rest. They also specially took many spiritual resources to him and let him recover.

Yang Kai can only be grateful.

In fact, in the previous battle with the Ming Wang Tianwu warriors, Yang Kai did not consume much. After all, he always had room for it, but on the surface, he looked miserable.

But in order not to reveal his details, he can only suppress his recovery ability as much as possible, so after three days, he can only barely recover.

Moreover, during these three days, Yang Kai repeatedly felt his anger's gaze looking at himself, vaguely intent.

This made him a little vigilant, and even wondered if he had exposed his feet, making Fury suspicious.But it's impossible to think about it carefully. He didn't show any flaws. Anger shouldn't find anything, but he didn't know what idea he was playing.

When Yang Kai opened his eyes, Yang Yan obviously waited for a long time, his eyes looked at him for the first time, and he said, "Jiayi!"

Yang Kai raised his body and clenched his fists: "What did the master tell you?"

"With your ability, if you fight with human races of the same rank, without stopping, how many games can you win at most?" Nu Yan asked.

Yang Kai didn't know what he was asking about this. If he wanted to be of the same rank, he wouldn't be defeated at all, but he replied cautiously: "Up to three games."

Angry Flame raised his eyebrows: "Three games! Very good."

With that said, he also stood up, looking in one direction: "I want to take you to the gambling arena, you may guarantee three games unbeaten?"

Yang Kai frowned, saying: "A few days ago, his subordinates had already appeared in the gambling arena. If they go now, will anyone be my opponent?"

His previous battle with the Ming Wang Tianwu warriors was seen by many Mo tribes. No matter how he suppressed his strength, he won the victory. With the skills he showed before, no one will be willing to end.

An angry flame smiled: "Rest assured, there will be some, even if not, I will find a way, you do n’t have to worry about this. But I need you to give me a guarantee, absolutely not to lose, if you feel that you are unable to fight again, then advance Let me know. "

A servant like Yang Kai, Anger Flame could not bear to lose.

"Yes!" Yang Kai responded.

"Let's go!" An angry flame waved his hand and led several of his Mohists toward the gambling arena.

In a few moments, everyone came outside the gambling arena. In the basin battlefield, there were already two Motu clashes, and the surroundings were as lively as ever.

This is undoubtedly a dead fight. The two Mo Tuo tried their best, each of them used magical powers, and the fight was very lively.

After waiting for a while, the two Mo Tuo below finally scored the winners and losers. The victors live, and the losers die. Mo Tu's fate is sometimes controlled by the Mo tribe's thoughts.

After the victorious Mo Tu left, Nu Yan gave a glance at Yang Kai.

Yang Kaixin understood, Fei fell down.

He was here only three days ago, and the world of fighting was falling apart. Now that he has made his appearance, many Mo people recognize him, and they all immediately show a look of interest, whispering while listening.

However, none of the Mo Tu sent his own Mo Tu into the battlefield.

Without him, Yang Kai's performance a few days ago was indeed good. He did not have any confidence to end the game at random. He only ended in tragedy. The Mohists did not come easily, and the Mo tribe was not willing to squander.

Although many Mo tribes showed interest in Yang Kai, they could only regret shaking their heads after inquiring about the Mo disciples under their own hands.

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

On the periphery, there is a Mo clan saying: "Angry Flame, you let this person play, I'm afraid no one will fight, change it!"

Fury blamed his teeth, and originally thought whether he could pick up a bargain, to see if there was any Mo clan who did not know Yang Kaidi's details, and sent Mo Xia Mo Tu off, who had thought everyone was not a fool.The Mo clan who had seen the battle three days ago would not be deceived, and if they had not seen it, they would know the situation by inquiring about it.

If it is impossible to pick up the cheap, then it can only be lured.

An angry flame chuckled and said loudly: "I am a Mo Tu, his strength is indeed stronger. I haven't seen any more powerful players than him in the same rank. But since he has already ended, it would be nothing to return without a fight. Meaning, so, this time we are fighting in the next life, whoever wins him, just take the people away, whoever loses, just give me a hundred Mexican coins. "

As soon as this statement came out, many Mo tribes were in an uproar.

The words of Nu Yan were too rampant, as if his Mohists would never be defeated.

Immediately, the Mo tribe can't wait to ask: "Are you serious?"

The value of a six-grade Motu is not low. If it is really used for trading, tens of thousands of Mocoins will definitely be sold, and tens of thousands of Mocoins are also a very valuable asset for the Mos.

There is no need to pay too much for losing. If it is a fight, then there will be no dead hands. There is no need to worry about the death of Mohists under your own. You only need to pay a hundred Mexican coins.

Who can't take out a hundred Mexican coins?The lower Mos can take out a hundred Mexican coins.

Fury nodded steadily: "Naturally is true. If you say something in public, can you still regret it?"

At this moment, the Mo tribes could not sit still, and immediately ordered the Mo Tuo under his command to come off. In an instant, dozens of Mo Tuo vacated, and they all fell towards the basin.

In the gambling arena where Yang Kai was the only one, there were dozens of figures at once.

An angry flame chuckled: "Don't you want to bully less? Then I can admit defeat in this game."

Many Mo tribes look at me, I look at you, no one wants to let their Mo disci leave, after all, this is the opportunity to pick up a big bargain, waiting for others to let their Mo disci to retreat.

After a stalemate for a while, Fury Flame suggested: "So, let me Mo Mo choose an opponent at will. Whoever he chooses is who, and you don't have to argue, OK?"

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

Nu Yan then bowed his head and looked at Yang: "You choose one yourself."

Yang Kai rolled his eyes and followed a young man with a good look: "You!"

The young man nodded slightly, and the other Motu left after receiving his master's order.

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

Anger said: "The two of you are ready to start at any time."

When the words fell, Yang Kai had slammed toward the opponent like an arrow from the string, his big hand reached out, and the world's might was fierce in his palm.

The young man obviously also saw the battle three days ago and knew that Yang Kai was powerful. When he saw that he had some action, how dare he let him get close, and immediately escaped towards the rear, and at the same time pinched the tactics with both hands, a secret technique attacked, Yang Kai Do not shy away, slammed out.

This battle is still fierce, and the youth's strength is not bad. After all, he was born in a certain place, not a mediocre one. The two sides come and go, so that the Mozu watching the battle see relish.

For Yang Kai, this kind of battle is nothing, but to show his strength properly, not to expose too much, and to suppress the hard work.

Yi Hongxiang's fierce fight finally Yang Kai found a chance to throw back the spitting blood of the young man.

He did not chase after the victory, but just stood still in silence.

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

Nu Yan saw a grin on the corner of his mouth and smiled. He took the hundred ink coins handed over by the young Mo Tuo master, and looked at Yang Kai inquiringly. Yang Kai nodded slightly.

Upon seeing this, Rage Flame's heart suddenly had a bottom, shouting: "The next game, the rules are still the same, but the loser needs to give me five hundred Mexican coins!"

Many Mo nationalities looked stunned.

Generally speaking, the Motu will rest after the battle. It is not common to play continuously. It appeared once three days ago, but the Wolf King Ming Motian was robbed by Fury.

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

The practice of Rage Flame undoubtedly seems a bit rampant. Although the number of ink coins has increased from one hundred to five hundred, it is also within the acceptable range.

Five hundred is not much, and his Motu has already fought a game, his strength has definitely declined.

After a moment of consternation, dozens of Mo Tu flew down and stood in front of Yang Kai.

Yang Kai couldn't laugh or cry, until now, he still doesn't know what anger Yan is doing, this is to treat himself as a cash cow!

No wonder he used to ask himself that he could support a few battles. He repeatedly told him that he must never lose. If he was unable to fight again, he would inform him in advance.

Knowing that he knows, he can only obey the arrangement till now. Fortunately, Rage Flame just wants to earn ink, and the fight is not a death fight, otherwise he really does not know whether he should be a killer.

Scenes like Fang Cai naturally have the same rules as Fang Cai.

Yang Kai chose another opponent at random.

The masters of the unselected Motu naturally sighed with grief, but they were helpless. In their view, this is definitely a great opportunity to pick up cheap, but unfortunately failed to grasp it twice.

However, the facts were beyond their expectation. In the second battle, Yang Kai won the game. Although it seems that he paid a lot, his opponent was spitting blood and was obviously unable to fight again.

Nu Yanxiao's teeth were all exposed, and he started with five hundred ink coins, and looked towards Yang Kai again.

Yang Kai regretted that he could fight three games in a row. I knew how he would give such an answer.

Today, he is in a difficult position to ride a tiger, nodding slightly in silence, Yang sitting cross-legged, seizing the time to recover, a posture that is not expensive.

Many Mo tribes looked at the raging flames and waited for the following.

Not let them down, angry flames shouted: "In the last game, my rules are the same as usual, the winners take away, and the losers leave a thousand Mexican coins."

Relative to the Sixth-grade Motu worth tens of thousands of dollars, one thousand dollars is undoubtedly a gamble, especially after Yang Kai's two battles, this win is huge.