But this time, Wei Yuan did not avoid fighting as much as before, but sat upright in the other courtyard, glanced at the several battle posts in his hand, squinted his eyes, grinned, and murmured, "I really think I am a soft persimmon, it's okay. I happened to know how to perform martial arts in the Heavenly Palace, so you came up as a stepping stone. Sure enough, there is still a friendship between the same family."

On the second day after receiving the battle letter, there were only a few dozen people watching the Yanwu Pavilion. First, because most of the disciples of the Tai Sui Palace were killed or injured, and now there are only more than a thousand people left. Second, although Wei Yuan’s deeds in the Wild Yi Mountains were so amazing, there were very few people who believed it. They all thought that Wei Yuan would have to have another scene of turtle shrouding his head this time, so it would be better not to go so that he would not wait for time in vain.

Even Zhao Fu and several other core disciples who handed over the battle letter to Wei Yuan did not have any expectations for Wei Huaiwu who was rumored to fight against the wild beast of fortune. Even the less than a hundred onlookers were disciples who returned from the Wild Yi Mountains with Wei Yuan. Only they looked excited, hoping to see that Senior Brother Wei show his magical powers.

"It's been so long since you came. You might be a lie, right? That Wei Yuan is really as magical as you said?"

"That's right, some time ago, Senior Brother Zhao handed him a war letter and he hid in the other yard like a turtle and didn't dare to come out. Could it be that this experience will change?"

Several inner disciples who were pulled by fellow disciples to watch the battle spoke impatiently. In their opinion, if Wei Yuan was as powerful as the rumored one, there would be no reason to be timid and dare not respond to the battle last time. Since he did not dare to come last time, he would definitely not dare to show up this time.

"Don't believe it, I tell you, just Zhao Fu's tricks are really incomparable to Senior Brother Wei."

An inner disciple who returned from the Huangyi Mountains suddenly said with a flash of elegance, "You didn't see the scene in the Huangyi Mountains. What a guy, the sword intent that covers the sky and the sun. If you don't look carefully, you will think that it will rain heavily."

"That poisonous dragon, hey, it's so big that it's bigger than a mountain. It's just overwhelmed by the sword intent. When we come to our senses, we saw a golden light flashing above the sky, and a poisonous dragon with fortune-telling scene was cut off by Senior Brother Wei. That's really a damn heroic figure."

"Brave all your money and kill the yuan?

Kill good fortune?

If you cross two major realms and attack, you may not even dare to say that you could do it at that time, just him."

"Hey, don't believe it. Senior Brother Wei will come later, and you will know it's amazing. Otherwise, let's take a gamble and bet on the one-month elixir issued by the palace gate next month. Do you dare to take it?"

"Why don't you dare? Since you want to give me a pill, how can I not accept it? Come!"

In this way, before the people on the ring took action, or even before one side could arrive, the bet was already set up in the audience.

The news of the bet was one to ten, ten to one hundred. At first, the disciples around Yanwu Pavilion were all disciples who came back from the Wild Yi Mountains, and Wei Yuan won 80% of them. But I don’t know who spread the odds of the bet. For a moment, countless figures in the entire Taisui Palace fled towards Yanwu Pavilion as they rose and fell, thinking that they could take advantage of it.

At the same time, on the edge of a cliff in the back mountain behind Taisui, a group of elders were thinking about it around a huge dragon head.

"This is really the head of a wild beast in the upper realm of creation. We may have underestimated this Wei Yuan too much before."

An elder stroked his breath and spoke in surprise.

"I don't think so. Although this is indeed the head of the wild beast of creation, it is said that he was seriously injured before meeting Wei Yuan. The crying and breaking Taoist beast is not a simple character. A cry can be enough to shake the lungs of the wild beast of the same realm. This can be seen from the crying sounds that came from the Divine Lord's bedroom in the past few days."

As soon as these words were said, everyone present looked bitter. Wei Yuan brought back the two cubs of the cries of the cries of the broken Taoist beasts without anyone to take care of them. The elders were also frustrated with headaches. In the end, Meng Zhenshu took the two small beasts alone, which saved them from the pain of the cries and harassment.

Yang Yue smiled helplessly, and then said, "But even if this poisonous dragon is seriously injured, with the outstanding physical strength of the wild beast, it is probably not something that can be killed by the upper level of the Yuan Dynasty. Besides, I heard that Wei Yuan was exaggerating the sword energy of three million, and he fought with the poisonous dragon to the darkness. Although this may be exaggerated by those disciples, it can be seen that the strength Wei Yuan now possesses is not just as simple as the upper level of the Yuan Dynasty. Even some Zhaoshen Middle or upper level, if you fight to the death, it is still unknown who will win."

"Elder Yang said this very well. No matter how you look at it, Wei Yuan is the most powerful dark horse in our Taisui Palace in nearly ten thousand years. And I guess he may be like Chang'an, and he may be of an ancient Taoist body."

"It must be impossible. Lord God once said that he did not feel the aura of his already known body in his body, which further demonstrates the terror of Wei Yuan's talent."

Speaking of this, the elder seemed to remember something, his face slightly happy, and continued, "With such a core disciple here, it seems that this time, our Taisui Palace will be able to avenge the previous shame and beat the other five heavenly palaces to the point of falling water."

"Hahaha, that's certain. You don't know yet. Zhao Fu's arrogant juniors have already been eager to try it out. Just handed over a war letter to Wei Yuan yesterday, and today I'm about to fight in the martial arts palace."

"Those juniors are indeed too arrogant. They think they can survive this little experience and feel that they are invincible. It is also good to let them hit the walls, otherwise how can they become successful in the future!"

Yang Yue frowned slightly and spoke with a stern face.

At the same time, in the Yanwu Pavilion, Zhao Fu and others had been waiting for half a stick of incense. Seeing that Wei Yuan had not appeared yet, the contempt on everyone's faces became increasingly intense. Nearly 90% of the people attracted by the gambling were like this. Only those disciples who came back from the Wild Yi Mountains showed an anxious look.

"Look, I'll just say that you Senior Brother Wei still doesn't dare to come this time. Don't call Wei Yuan in the future. It's quite appropriate to call Wei Wugui."

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the crowd. Now, Wei Yuan's odds are naturally higher on the bet plate. To be precise, it is much higher. Although a few people are sure that Wei Yuan can definitely win easily, no matter how powerful he is, if he doesn't come, they will still lose the gambling game miserably.

At the moment when everyone was happy, excited or anxious, I don’t know who suddenly shouted, “Look, Wei Yuan is here!”
Chapter completed!