"The dragon vein, as the name suggests, is the dragon's meridian." After the golden little man came out of the Qingxiao Prison Tower, he explained.

"Dragon's meridians?" Xiao Wuji widened his eyes, "How tough is that, even the swords can't be cut, right?"

"certainly."

"The meridians of the true dragon, let alone the swords and swords, even the fire cannot burn it off!"

"Someone once used dragon tendons to create a sunset bow, which was said to have shot all the golden crow divine birds in the sky."

The golden villain recalled.

Xiao Wuji's eyes were filled with shock.

After a while, he asked, "Is the meridians in my body the kind you said?"

"No, the dragon veins opened in your body are much worse than the bloodline of the real dragon. However, compared with the ordinary martial arts meridians, they are more than ten times tougher than a hundred times!"

"The first realm of martial arts practitioners is to refine their bodies, and their bodies have been polished very strongly. However, their meridians are often weaknesses."

"You have cultivated the dragon vein, and compared with other martial arts practitioners, you will win at the starting line."

"And, if you can find the essence and blood of the real dragon in the future and temper your body, you can make your dragon veins comparable to the blood of the real dragon!" said the golden little man slowly.

This is the power of the Dragon and Elephant Body Art.

It can make the body of the martial artist comparable to the true dragon clan!

"In addition to being more tough, is this dragon vein any other function?" Xiao Wuji asked again.

"Of course, during battles, the dragon vein can allow you to mobilize your vitality and release your martial arts faster!"

"Think about it, when fighting with someone, the energy of others has not been mobilized, and your martial arts have already hit the other party. In this case, it will be difficult for you to lose even if you want to." said the golden little man.

Xiao Wuji nodded, and as soon as the golden villain said it, he understood.

"Tomorrow is the day when I compete with Feng Mingkong. I hope these three dragon veins will not disappoint me." Xiao Wuji clenched his fists, returned to the room, and had a good sleep.

The next morning, the martial arts arena at Zhenwu Sect Mansion was already full of people.

The reason is very simple. Today is a martial arts competition between Feng Mingkong and Xiao Wuji.

This game almost attracted all the outer disciples of Zhenwu Sect’s Mansion.

Even some good inner disciples put down their things and came here.

In addition, someone has made a bet.

There are already many people betting there.

"If you have a bet on the wind and win, you will lose two."

"If you beat Xiao Wuji, you will lose ten if you win."

"If you want to bet, come quickly and buy it. In a while, their game will begin!" the disciple shouted.

His name is Wang Lin, and his family is a businessman's background, so he knows how to seize business opportunities very much.

"I said Wang Lin, your odds against Senior Brother Feng are so high, aren't you afraid of going bankrupt?" someone asked.

"Hehe, my odds against Xiao Wuji are even higher. With such high odds, someone will definitely bet on him to win. At that time, I will definitely make a fortune." Wang Lin said.

More and more disciples come to bet.

However, almost no one bet on Xiao Wuji, most of them were bet on Feng Mingkong.

Because no one is optimistic about Xiao Wuji.

One is the seventh level of the martial artist, the top ten in the Dragon and Tiger List.

The other is a freshman. Even a brainless person knows where to be bet.

"Hahaha, Wang Lin, it seems that things are not as you expected. Everyone bet Senior Brother Feng to win!"

"Now, you're probably going to lose money." Everyone around said with a smile.

The smile on Wang Lin's face also disappeared. He never expected that there was not even a single person who bet Xiao Wuji.

This is still a strange thing.

"Forget it, you can't place bets anymore now. I can't afford to pay the compensation at that time." Wang Lin said.

Those disciples who failed to take the opportunity to escort Feng Mingkong sighed one by one, as if they had missed an opportunity to make a fortune.

"The competition is about to start. Why? Xiao Wuji hasn't appeared yet. Are you afraid? You dare not show up?" Someone looked around the martial arts arena and didn't see Xiao Wuji's shadow, and couldn't help but say.

“It is indeed.”

"If I were facing an opponent like Senior Brother Feng, I would probably not dare to show up."

"Xiao Wuji was quite majestic before, but why are you scared now? Alas, you really overestimate him."

Everyone was talking and felt very disappointed.

Just then, a voice came, "Who said I dare not show up?"

The person who said this was Xiao Wuji.

"Can you still bet?" Xiao Wuji walked to Wang Lin and asked.

"What, do you want Senior Brother Feng to win too? Then, you can win some medical expenses from me?" Wang Lin glanced at him and asked.

A burst of laughter suddenly came from around.

If Xiao Wuji bet his opponent to win, it would be the biggest joke if it spreads.

"No, I want to bet myself to win, and bet five thousand yuan stones. Do you dare to take this order or not?" Xiao Wuji touched the storage ring and said.

Hearing this, everyone stared at Xiao Wuji like a fool.

"Five thousand Yuan stones, is he crazy?"

"Don't he know that once he is taken, these five thousand Yuan stones will be wasted."

For these outer disciples, five thousand yuan stone is a huge fortune.

Everyone was extremely surprised, and Wang Lin's face suddenly showed an excited expression and said, "Of course, of course you can bet!"

In his opinion, Xiao Wuji was simply a gift to him, so how could he be turned away?

"If I win, you will have to pay 50,000 yuan stones. I'm worried that you can't afford it." Xiao Wuji shook his head.

"However, you can open the bet now and let others win over Feng Mingkong. At that time, won't you be able to pay for it?"

Wang Lin gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind and said, "I have tens of thousands of yuan stones given by my family, which is enough to pay you."

"Of course, the premise is that you can defeat Feng Mingkong."

"Okay, since you said that, I'll be relieved."

Xiao Wuji nodded. He was not afraid of Wang Lin’s refusal to pay the debt. So many people watched him. If he refusal to pay the debt, he would not be able to raise his head in the Zhenwu Sect Mansion in the future.

Then, he leaped onto the battlefield.

Feng Mingkong sat there, raised his head and said, "I thought you didn't dare to come."

"Now it seems that you are still a man!"

After saying that, Feng Mingkong stood up, and the aura of the seventh level of the martial artist was released without reservation. The faces of the outer disciples around him changed.

"Last time, you were lucky enough to catch me three moves."

"This time, do you think you still have that kind of good luck?" Feng Mingkong sneered.

"What do you want to say?" Xiao Wuji looked directly at Feng Mingkong, and there was no change in his expression on his face.

He was too calm.

Feng Mingkong grinned and said, "You have no eyes on the fist. If you are accidentally deposed by me in the martial arts arena, don't blame me."

"Is that so? Then I want to give you this sentence too!" Xiao Wuji snorted coldly.

After the words came to an end, Xiao Wuji's body suddenly flew out like a cheetah...
Chapter completed!