Martial Arts Evil God

Dongfang Han naturally didn't know that he had already "offended" a true disciple, and the other party was about to cause trouble for him.

But as soon as he walked out of his residence, Dongfang Han was in trouble. Where is the Battle Heaven Tower? Should he find someone to ask?

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the distance: "Brother, the person in front is Dongfang Han!"

Dongfang Han looked and saw two young men who looked a little familiar walking towards him. They looked unfriendly: "Did I offend this guy?"

The two men were Dasser and Daka.

His soul was very powerful, and his memory was naturally extraordinary. He recognized one of them instantly. Although he had beaten many people recently, he was still impressed by this guy who claimed to be a true disciple.

Of course, he was not the most impressed.

The most impressive ones were naturally the brothers Jian Yuhe and Jian Yuhu.

The noise they made was really too big!

"Are you Dongfang Han? I heard that you don't take me seriously?" Daka stared at Dongfang Han with a cold look.

"Do you dare to say no?" Dasser looked at Dongfang Han coldly.

At this time, one figure after another appeared, because the two brothers Daka seemed to want to make a big deal, and they spoke loudly, which directly attracted many people.

"What if I don't take you seriously?" Dongfang Han was too lazy to explain, and looked at Daka indifferently.

Originally, he was a little impatient and wanted to find the Battle Heaven Tower as soon as possible, so that he could perform well and be on the next Earth List, so that his reputation could spread as soon as possible.

But suddenly he thought of something.

This Daka should be a cultivator at the peak level of the Quasi-Marquisate. If he can defeat him, can he enter the Earth List in one fell swoop?

This is very likely!

After all, Daka's strength must be much stronger than the Demon Saint killed by Jian Yuhe. Defeating him may even be much better than going to the Battle Heaven Tower by himself.

So, anger him, and then defeat him in front of countless people!

Then his plan is complete!

"Sure enough, you don't take me seriously!" Dhaka was furious. He was a little skeptical when he heard what his brother Daser said, because his brother might have exaggerated the facts so that he could help him get back on his feet.

Now that he heard Dongfang Han say this, he didn't care whether his brother was exaggerating or not.

A new true disciple dared to ignore him, an old true disciple. If he didn't make him pay the price, he would lose face in the circle of true disciples.

Face is extremely important to a saint like him who is about to be a marquis!

"Very good, you dare to fight me?" Dhaka looked at Dongfang Han coldly: "Let me see what you, a new disciple, are capable of. You don't even take the old disciples seriously!"

"This guy is too arrogant. Damn, he is just a new disciple, but he doesn't take us old disciples seriously at all! Old Ka, teach this kid a lesson and let him know that the dignity of us old disciples cannot be violated!"

"That's right, Old Ka, I support you to beat him up!"

"..." The onlookers couldn't help but speak.

For the arrogant Dongfang Han, they all wanted to go out and beat him up personally.

"Isn't it okay to have a fight?" Dongfang Han looked at Dhaka coldly and said lightly: "But without a prize, I won't easily agree to fight with others!"

"This guy actually wants to bet on a prize, he really doesn't know how to live or die!"

"Damn it, I have never seen such an arrogant guy, those who don't know would think we are afraid of him!"

"Does he think he is the challenger? Does he think he will win? He even takes the initiative to bet on a prize?"

"I have never seen such arrogance!"

"Bet with him! Old Ka! Beat him to death!"

The true disciples were furious.

"Okay, very good, you tell me what prize you want to bet on, I will accompany you!" Dhaka's face was distorted, he thought he was greatly insulted.

"What's good to bet on? Small bets are fun and big bets are harmful to the body. Why don't we play a small one?" Dongfang Han said with a turn of his eyes.

"This guy is scared now!"

"Damn it, this guy is very nervous, he must think Dhaka will be scared and then dare not bet with him!"

"That must be the case!"

"Not manly at all!"

Everyone started to laugh.

"Hmph, are you scared now? You want to bet something smaller?" Dhaka looked at Dongfang Han with a sneer: "I thought you were very brave."

"Ahem, actually I'm not very brave." Dongfang Han was a little embarrassed: "Besides, I'm very poor! How about betting some points?"

"You admit that you are very brave, but you are not hopeless. Tell me, how many points do you want to bet?" Dhaka looked at Dongfang Han with contempt, as if he thought you were sensible and would not let you lose so badly!

Betting on points is very common in Tianhe Holy Sect. If you bet on Holy Spirit Stones or something, after all, a low-grade Holy Spirit Stone is equivalent to 1 point.

In his mind, Dongfang Han, who just came here, probably doesn't have many Holy Spirit Stones, so he should have some points. He has points when he first enters the sect, and he will have a lot of points if he becomes a true disciple directly.

"Let's bet one million points! That's all I have!" Dongfang Han said shyly.

"It's not a big bet for just one hundred points, huh? What did you say? One million points?" Daka looked like a coward at first, and then his eyes widened. He thought it was a hundred points at first. , who knew that Nima was not one hundred, but one million points!

"One million points? Is this guy crazy?"

"Fuck, I was shocked. I thought it was 100 points."

"I thought this guy had given in. Who knew what he was doing? This guy was just playing tricks on us."

"Damn you for playing tricks on us!"

"One million points? This new true disciple is trying to scare old Ka away!"

"Lao Ka, bet him one million points! If you don't want to bet, I will!"

"It's so exciting. One million points. Not many true disciples would dare to gamble like this, right?"

"Yes, many true disciples have already used up to 70% of the points they have. How can there be so many left?"

"This kid became a new true disciple and received a reward of one million points. This is a stud!"

"How courageous! If he loses, he will probably lose his pants, right?"

"..."

Some were shocked by Dongfang Han's generosity, some envied Dhaka for having such luck and wanted to win one million points, and some said Dongfang Han was an idiot for making such a generosity and wanted to scare Dhaka away? How is this possible!

After all, Daka is a powerful person at the peak of quasi-nobility, will he be scared away?

"You want to bet one million points with me!" Dakar looked at Dongfang Han with red eyes, angry and excited at the same time.

He was angry because he thought Dongfang Han was trying to scare him away, but he was excited because he was about to get a huge fortune!

"Yes! That's all I have, you don't think it's too little, right? Why don't I ask someone to borrow more?" Dongfang Han said shyly.

"Nah!" Daka almost vomited blood.

This guy is still acting cute here. Don’t you know that being cute is shameful?

"Hmph, one million points is enough!" Daka snorted coldly.

"Well, let's find an elder to give justice!" Dongfang Han said with a smile.

"Wait a moment," Daka said.

"Wait a minute? Are you scared?" Dongfang Han said sarcastically, but he was too lazy to pretend to be cool. It was not as comfortable as mocking mode to make him feel comfortable.

"Afraid?" Daka glared at Dongfang Han.

"Then why do you have to wait a moment?" Dongfang Han said disdainfully.

"I just don't have enough points, so I need to borrow some." Daka felt guilty, but quickly became tougher: "This won't waste much time!"

"Tsk, tsk, a dignified old true disciple, you even have to borrow points from me, a new true disciple, for gambling. Tell me honestly, are you, an old true disciple, a fake?" Dongfang Han looked at Dhaka and mocked.

"Pfft!" Daka was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "I just went to the Enlightenment Tower for some time not long ago and spent hundreds of thousands of points. Who would keep the points and wait for them to get moldy!"

In fact, this is normal. Keeping points is the behavior of a fool. Many monks use up their points, either to go to the Tao Enlightenment Tower, or to the Tao Monument Tower, or to buy martial arts, weapons, armor, etc. .

"I don't want to hear so much nonsense. I only know that you, a veteran disciple, don't mind borrowing points for a bet with me, a new disciple!" Dongfang Han struck, but he didn't spare any effort. feelings.

It's almost like vomiting blood out of popularity.

Dhaka was going crazy.

"You..." At this moment, Dakar even wanted to eat Dongfang Han.

"Okay, okay, go borrow it, be quick!" Dongfang Han waved his hand impatiently.

Daka gritted his teeth and stopped arguing with Dongfang Han, because he found that his strength in bickering was far different from Dongfang Han's, and who made him not have so many points?

"This guy is so angry. I'll lend you 200,000 points, old card!"

"I'll lend you 300,000 points, Lao Ka!"

"Lao Ka, I'll lend you another hundred thousand!"

"Lao Ka, forget it, the three of them have already lent you 600,000 yuan. That should be enough, right? If it's not enough, I'll lend it to you! Don't let his new true disciples look down on you!" one of the true disciples asked.

"Ahem, are you still a little behind?" Daka felt a little embarrassed when he heard this true disciple's question.

"Is it still a little short? Then I'll lend you 100,000 points. That should be enough, right? It's not enough for you to tell me!" said the true disciple.

"That's not enough!" Daka laughed dryly.

"One hundred thousand is not enough? Then I'll lend you two hundred thousand, which should be enough, right? Add in the six hundred thousand from the three of them, and it's already eight hundred thousand!"

"That's not enough!" Daka was really embarrassed. He wanted to send a message, but these disciples with whom he had a good relationship actually said it directly, making him want to send a message.

"Eight hundred thousand is not enough? Lao Ka, don't tell me, you don't have any points left in your body now!" the true disciple glared.

"Ahem, there is one more point, but not much, only three points!" Daka could only apologize.

"Three points? You might as well say no." The true disciple rolled his eyes.

Dongfang Han was also speechless: "Only three points? What a poor guy!"