The Global Era of Immortal Cultivation: I Have a Hundredfold Reward

At that moment, Fan Jian felt a huge force pressing on him.

Almost made him kneel!

Fan Jian felt wronged to death.

He could only write his name on the life and death certificate.

The old man put it away, and then said with a smile: "Young man, I wish you good luck."

No matter how Fan Jian looked at him, he felt that the old man looked at him with sympathy.

"My lord, you've done me a disastrous job. You sent me to the arena of life and death before I even married a wife." Fan Jian said sadly.

Mu Feifei smiled and said, "Don't be so lacking in fighting spirit, I told you that if you can win, you can definitely win!"

Seeing how confident he was, Fan Jian's fluctuating heart calmed down a little.

At this time, a line of words suddenly appeared on the light curtain gathered by countless lights and shadows above their heads.

"The next match, Ring No. [-], Jindan level martial arts competition, Fan Jian vs. Liu Weimeng."

Fan Jian was shocked: "My God, it's my turn so soon!"

However, the more he looked at the Jindan-level contest above, the more ironic he felt.

Depend on!

I'm obviously a foundation builder, but still in the early stages, why do I have to bear the pressure that is seriously inconsistent with my realm?

Fan Jian was depressed.

I can hardly walk.

Still being supported by Mu Feifei, he walked to the front of the third ring.

When the onlookers saw that Fan Jian was being helped over, they were all confused.

Finally someone couldn't bear it anymore and started laughing.

"Ahahaha, did this contestant suffer from a blood clot? He is so virtuous, and he still participates in the competition?"

"What do you know, it's called being physically disabled and strong."

"No, no, you are all wrong. The most glorious moment for a monk is to die on the battlefield!"

"Oh? Then he should go to the brothel newly renovated by the city lord."

Chapter 581 People are not as good as chickens, busy counting money Mu Feifei heard these people talking, and said a little funny: "Fan Jian, they all look down on you, do you have a 30-year-old Hexi 30-year-old Hexi, don't bully How does it feel to be poor as a teenager?"

Fan Jian: "...My lord, don't talk about it, I am poor, and I have been poor for three generations."

Mu Feifei was overjoyed.

He didn't want to torture the other party anymore, so he slapped the spirit beast bag.

The next moment, there was a burst of yelling.

Everyone straightened their backs.

There is a feeling of getting up to practice after hearing the rooster crowing in the morning.

I saw the light flickering, and the little turkey rushed out!

Fan Jian was shocked: "Third, third-level monsters?"

Mu Feifei nodded: "With the help of our little Jiji, you can't lose."

That's right, although the spirit of the weapon cannot be brought into the path of the god of law, the pet of the spirit can.

It's just, how does Fan Jian look at Little Turkey, why does he think this guy doesn't look too powerful.

Fan Jian was a little skeptical: "Master, is this little red chicken okay?"

Hearing the voice of questioning, the little turkey held his head up and barked a few times.

Mu Feifei explained: "Xiao Jiji said, don't treat chickens as human beings."

Fan Jian was speechless: "It wasn't a human being in the first place."

When the little turkey heard it, he became even more furious.

Mu Feifei added: "In our hometown, Little Jiji has a very popular nickname."

Fan Jian: "What?"

Mu Feifei: "Jianlu Island Chicken God."

Hey!

When Fan Jian heard this, he was stunned.

Needless to say, this nickname sounds very loud.

At this time, in the ring, Fan Jian's opponent Liu Weimeng was already ready.

He is a bare-chested, very tall and mighty monk.

Especially those majestic muscles, full of absolute power.

"Hey, boy, can you do it, come up quickly!" Liu Weimeng hooked his finger at Fan Jian.

Fan Jian smiled sheepishly: "My lord, wait a moment, I'll come to pick up the guests right away."

This time, Mu Feifei and Little Turkey became embarrassed at the same time.

Fan Jian smiled wryly: "Young master, I'm used to being a grandson, I can't be a master."

Mu Feifei: "Come for me!"

Fan Jian was still motionless, when Mu Feifei kicked him into the ring.

At the same time, the little turkey spread its wings and rose majesticly.

But because the arena was too high, its expression changed drastically when it flew halfway.

After flapping twice in the air, he fell headfirst.

"Ahahaha, the chickens you raise are as useless as you!" Liu Weimeng raised his middle finger.

Mu Feifei was speechless and threw the little turkey up again.

At this moment, the decadent Fan Jian was in stark contrast to the independent little turkey on his head.

People are not as good as chicken series.

At this time, the staff outside the venue began to yell: "It's a bet, it's a bet, Fan Jian, the new dark horse cultivator, is very interesting against the veteran Jindan Liu Weimeng, come and place your bet!"

When Mu Feifei heard this, he said to Xia Yuchan, "Honey, let's bet all the runestones up."

Xia Yuchan understood in seconds.

The two stopped the staff and bet on the thousands of runestones recovered by the city gate guards.

Staff: "Young Master, who will you bet on to win?"

Mu Feifei: "Fan Jian!"

The staff was taken aback: "Bet so much? My son, I advise you, small bets are fun, big bets are harmful to the body, and Fan Jian looks like he has kidney deficiency, how could he win against Liu Weimeng?"

Mu Feifei was surprised: "Didn't you just say that he is a new dark horse?"

Staff: "As long as it is a newly registered monk, I will introduce it like this..."

Mu Feifei: "Then you introduced it correctly, I bet on such a new dark horse."

The staff is speechless.

Are you listening to me at all?

But in this kind of thing, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. The staff reminds me that it is already very humane.

At this moment, the odds have become ten to one.

It seems that everyone is not optimistic about Fan Jian.

"The contest begins now!"

The betting cut off, the referee immediately shouted.

Then, he quickly jumped off the ring, for fear of being affected by the battle.

Liu Wei glared at Fan Jian fiercely and shouted, "Come here!"

Fan Jian was speechless: "I'm just a player in the early stage of foundation building, what do you want me to do?"

what?

It was only then that Liu Weimeng noticed that the opponent's cultivation was really at the early stage of foundation establishment.

"Damn, I thought you were hiding your cultivation, but you're really a rookie, you're out of your mind, sign up for the Golden Core competition during the foundation building period." Liu Weimeng laughed.

Fan Jian remembered how he was forced to sign the life and death certificate, and sighed: "I think I was really out of my mind at that time."

Liu Weimeng: "Seeing how weak you are, I won't make things difficult for you, just throw it down for you, and remember not to report the wrong level next time."

After he finished speaking, he walked over.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

I saw the little turkey on Fan Jian's head puffed out his cheeks, as if he was about to spray some terrifying energy.

The surrounding temperature has risen.

"Not good!" Liu Weimeng instantly saw that the little turkey was extraordinary, and was about to make a move.

Unexpectedly, the little turkey quickly opened his mouth.

"Shenfeng Lieyan!"

A torrent of scorching flames shot out, rolled up a torrential wave, and hit Liu Wei fiercely.

Liu Weimeng blocked it with both arms, but he couldn't stand the unparalleled fire.

With a scream, he was directly blown off the ring by the flames!

At this moment, everyone who looked down on Fan Jian was shocked.

"I'm burned to death!" After Liu Wei hit the ground violently, he rolled several times before extinguishing the flames on his body.

The referee also stared blankly at this scene, and only after a while did he remember to announce the result: "Fan Jian won this round!"

what?

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

"That Fan Jian actually won?"

"No, he's just a foundation builder."

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that Liu Weimeng would lose to Fan Jian."

Fan Jian was also dumbfounded.

Don't say you can't think of it.

As a party involved, I never thought I would win.

Do not!

It wasn't me who won, it was Little Jiji who won!

I have been exposed to the light of the Chicken God of Jianlu Island!

At this moment, Fan Jian finally realized.

"Chicken God, you are so awesome, I will be worshiped by my younger brother!"

Fan Jian flattered happily.

The little turkey was very useful, proudly crossing his hips.

Very proud.

Fan Jian stepped off the ring, happily ran to Mu Feifei, and said, "My lord, we have won, and we will be rewarded with [-] runestones for this round."

Unexpectedly, Mu Feifei seemed to have never heard of it.