The final result is self-evident. Shelf lost, but for Shelf, this battle has benefited a lot for him, but it is bad news for Wang Xinying. However, Wang Xinying will not blame Shelf, after all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shelf has tried his best.

"What a pity, you almost won." Ye Wudao said, as if he didn't take this game seriously, and he was even sure that he would win here.

"Don't be so happy so early. Maybe who will win the battle to death?" Wang Xinying said.

"Haha, then I'm looking forward to it." Ye Wudao said. He also had the confidence to win in the subsequent games. Even before, he won more and lost less.

However, those in the past were all small fuss, but this time, Ye Wudao could not lose no matter what, because it was related to his greatest interests.

Both the Ye family and the Wang family are giant families. They have hatred, and the source of this hatred needs to be blamed on the founding of the country.

At that time, the Ye family was very powerful and had only one hand covering the sky, but the Wang family joined forces with several other families to suppress it. In the end, the strength was regressed sharply, and even the position of the first prime minister was lost. Therefore, the Ye family and the Wang family could be said to be incompatible.

Lin Fan followed Wang Xinying to the Colosseum where he entered the door at the beginning.

Ye Wudao and others had already sat there, "Brother Wang, if you lose this game, you will be incomparable. I don't know who you are looking for this time."

"Brother Wang, we are not afraid of this game. This time I specially invited a master from Shaolin Temple. I have a strong martial arts skills and will never lose." Sun Neng said on the side. He had 100% confidence in this fight.

Wang Xinying nodded, but she still felt a little worried. She always felt that Ye Wudao would never let him win so easily.

Judging from the first game, I don’t know who Ye Wudao found. Although Shaolin’s martial arts are produced in the world, Wang Xinying is also very confident in Shaolin masters, but before seeing the person Ye Wudao invited, he was still nervous.

At this moment, Ye Wudao said a few words to Li Hongbing. Li Hongbing nodded and walked back. However, there was a little reluctance on his face.

Li Hongbing walked behind alone, but was cursing in his heart. He wanted to leave this kind of errand to himself and smell the disgusting smell again.

At the same time, I have to admire Ye Wudao. It is simply rare in the world that he was able to find such a person.

Standing at the door of the room, Li Hongbing held his breath and pushed open the door. A foul stinking to his nose. Li Hongbing felt like he was about to faint from this smell.

"Master Bagu, it's your place." Li Hongbing lowered his head and said. This was not Li Hongbing's respect for him, but that he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand it. At the same time, he didn't want to see such a person. Therefore, he looked a little scary.

"Dongdong..."

At this moment, there was a beggar in the room even more than a beggar. Her hair was messy, her clothes were torn, and she felt a stinking smell all over her body, and she couldn't see her age clearly.

Li Hongbing glanced slightly at the eyes. Where did the sound come from? Master Nabagu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his whole body was stirring up as if gas was injected into it. Especially the hand was raised high on his head.

I heard Ye Wudao say that this is Master Bagu’s cultivation method, and it has not been put down for forty years, which made Li Hongbing a little disbelief. He raised his hand for forty years, how much perseverance does it take to have to be?

Just talk about yourself, not to mention that you can't hold on forty years or forty minutes.

Bagu opened his turbid eyes and slowly stood up.

Li Hongbing immediately retreated, as if he would die if he approached Bagu's body.

Lin Fan and others who had been waiting outside suddenly smelled a stench.

"Brother Wang, have you smelled a stinking smell?" Lin Fan whispered.

Wang Xinying also frowned. He could smell the smell now, which was a little pungent. "Well, I smelled it, it was emitted there. Could there be a dead mouse?"

At this time, Lin Fan's eyes were stunned and he looked at the two people walking towards him from afar. One of them was Li Hongbing. Seeing Li Hongbing walking in front quickly, he seemed to not want to get too close to the person behind.

When Lin Fan looked at the shape of the man behind, he felt that this was not the appearance of an Indian ascetic monk.

Before, Lin Fan didn't know the existence of the ascetic monk, but since he had divine martial arts in his mind, he also knew a lot of things he didn't know.

Lin Fan was a little uncertain about the master of Lin Fan in Shaolin Temple. After all, Lin Fan himself had the confidence to defeat this master of Shaolin. Although the ascetic monk could not see clearly from a distance, Lin Fan was a little nervous. If this master of Shaolin came up, he would probably have more losses than wins.

Ascetic monks are not mysterious in India, but their practice methods are unbearable.

The various tortures he suffered from was not something that ordinary people could tolerate. At the same time, the practice method of ascetic monks is meditation and he is also a yoga master.

"Damn it, it's so smelly. Who are you looking for?" Sun Neng immediately covered his nose and said. As for the smell, the smell of shit is fragrant.

Until the ascetic monk came over, everyone made way and covered their noses.

Ye Wudao just frowned and stepped forward and said, "Master Bagu, I'm sorry to you this time."

Maybe Ye Wudao would not take the other person seriously, but he had to respect the person in front of him.

Bagu looked at Ye Wudao and nodded, "After this time, you and I will never owe each other a cause and effect."

Ye Wudao nodded. He could not have invited someone like Bagu, but once when Ye Wudao went to India, he formed a causal relationship with Bagu. Bagu did not want to owe any cause and effect, because this would have great disadvantages for his practice. Therefore, when Ye Wudao invited him over this time, Bagu did not refuse.

Ye Wudao knew that he would definitely win this time. This was not Ye Wudao's arrogance, but Ye Wudao clearly knew the horror of Bagu.

However, Ye Wudao was also glad that the ascetic monk he met was a person who was peaceful and gentle. If he met someone who was brave and cruel, he would have caused a cause and effect with him, he would probably not know how to die if he died.

"Brother Wang, this person is not easy to deal with. Please let me go later." Lin Fan said in a low voice. Lin Fan carefully looked at the ascetic monk Bagu, and he would definitely not be able to fight against that Shaolin master.

If you really compete, you may not be able to handle three moves.

Wang Xinying's expression was a little different, and she was also a little worried, "Lin Fan, he is really that strong."

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded, "It's not a little bit strong. If it really works, I'm afraid I can't catch three moves."

"This..." Wang Xinying couldn't believe it, but this was from Lin Fan's mouth, so he had to believe it. Could it be that Lin Fan really wanted to go up? But Master Shaolin is no match, so would Lin Fan have something to do?

I took Lin Fan out by myself. If something happened, the old man would definitely pull out his skin.
Chapter completed!