The almighty little junior sister who traveled through time changed her fate against the will of hea

Although the six major aristocratic families have a place in Zhiyuan Continent, if they annoy the monks and attack them in groups, the aristocratic families will also shed a layer of skin.

Although these children of aristocratic families are arrogant, they are the next successors trained by the family, and they know when enough is enough.

There are four arenas in the Colosseum, located in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and the seats under the stage are wrapped in a ring. At this time, the seats are full.

The disciples of the aristocratic family and the disciples of the sect stood on both sides of the ring, one on the left and the other on the right.

Tang Qingyang jumped onto the ring first and said to the sect disciples.

"Which of you comes first?"

The sect disciple looked at Tang Qingyang's sullen expression and touched his palms, feeling a little itchy.

The last time they couldn't help but want to take action was when Yun Duo made a series of sexy moves during the sect competition.

Just as Wang Chu was about to move, his shoulders felt heavy, and then he heard Maidong's slightly excited voice.

"let me."

Then a figure flashed past, and Maidong's figure landed opposite Tang Qingyang.

"Let me test Young Master Tang's strength."

Being ridiculed by Tang Qingyang many times, Maidong had already accumulated too much anger in his heart. Now that he had the opportunity to vent his anger openly, how could Maidong miss the opportunity.

"Okay, let me see how strong your sect's direct disciples are."

Tang Qingyang was not to be outdone.

The two quickly exchanged hands with each other as everyone in the audience cheered.

"Junior sister, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

Nangong Jiaoyang turned his head and asked Yun Duo.

"Hey, where's the junior sister!"

When I turned around, I discovered that there were still traces of clouds around me.

"That it!"

Nangong Jiaoyang followed Chu Qiang's fingers and looked over.

I saw Yun Duo crowded among a group of monks in the audience, and there was a plaque erected in front of them.

"If you buy it and leave it, you will win every time you bet."

"Junior sister, are you going to place a bet?"

Nangong Jiaoyang looked at Chu Qiang, hoping he could give an explanation.

"Junior sister just said, don't take advantage of the bastard, and then went over there."

Chu Qiang was also helpless. Junior sister's brain circuit was always different from others.

There was murderous intention between the two people on the stage, but she still had the heart to place a bet.

"It seems that Junior Sister is sure which of the two of them will win. No, I have to join in the fun."

Nangong Jiaoyang finished speaking, leaving only the backs of Chu Qiang and Ling Xiao.

"Sure enough, a woman's heart is as deep as the bottom of her heart."

Chu Qiang looked at Nangong Jiaoyang's back and pretended to be profound when he said this.

Where there is competition, there are bets.

The monk who opened the bet was from Xingyue City and had blind trust in Tang Qingyang.

Tang Qingyang bet on the match between Ophiopogon japonicus and Ophiopogon japonicus, and the odds of him winning were one to two.

If you lose, the odds are one to ten.

When Yun Duo squeezed in front of others, he saw that most of the bettors were Qingtang Qingyang who won.

She took out a high-grade spiritual stone from her storage bag and pressed Ophiopogon japonicus to win.

It's not that Yunduo doesn't have spiritual stones, it's that she's afraid that the monk who opened the bet won't be able to afford the compensation.

"Fellow Taoist, although you are in the same group, it is not worth using ten high-grade spiritual stones to cheer up your companions."

The monk Kaizhe intended to persuade him a few more words, but was interrupted by Yun Duo.

"Ten high-grade spiritual stones are used to crush Ophiopogon japonicus to win. Do you want to take it or not?"

"Take it, take it, but we have agreed, fellow Taoist, that you will have no regrets. Even if you regret it, I will not withdraw this spiritual stone."

The monk opened the note and picked up the spirit stone and quickly put it into his storage bag.

He never thought about the consequences if Tang Qingyang lost.

Yun Duo felt relieved when he saw that the spirit stone had been collected.

"Wait a minute, there will be me. I'm the same as her."

Nangong Jiaoyang squeezed through the crowd and took out a high-grade spiritual stone and handed it to the cultivator.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."

The monk opened the note and took the spirit stone.

The monks around them all looked at Yun Duo and the others with a look that looked like they were stupid and rich in money.

Only the monk who opened the bet was smiling brightly, he was a fool, he was obviously the God of Wealth, okay?