The next morning, Jun Modao took Zhang Zhexue to meet Jun Family Fortress Lord Jun Fengrao, who is Jun Modao's father. Jun Fengrao only had two sons Jun Modao and Jun Moxiao. Both brothers are geniuses of cultivation and can build foundations smoothly. Especially for Jun Modao, he had great expectations, hoping that he could break through to the golden elixir, and then successfully take over his position and become the next Fortress Lord of Jun Family Fortress.

Jun Fengrao had long heard that Jun Modao had a sworn brother. He was a young man who had already built foundation cultivation and was also a great guardian of Fanyin Zen Temple. When he saw Zhang Zhexue, he really encouraged him and even accepted him as a registered disciple. This gave Zhang Zhexue the qualification to enter the small world and could participate in the quota dispute in Junjiabao.

After coming out of the Jun Family Fortress, he followed Jun Modao to his residence, he saw several people waiting in the living room. One of them had seen twice, and that was the Jun family member at the auction, Jun Mogao.

Jun Modao frowned and said impatiently: "Second brother, why are you making trouble again?" Obviously, he had a bad relationship with this second brother, so he didn't have to say anything about face. While talking, he led Zhang Zhexue to sit down opposite Jun Mogao's group.

Jun Mo Gao snorted coldly and said, "Now your brother is considered a member of Junjiabao?" As he said that, he looked at Zhang Zhexue coldly. Zhang Zhexue smiled back.

"No, my third brother is now from Junjiabao. What's the matter? What do you think of the second brother?" Jun Modao said coldly.

Jun Mogao slapped a few times and smiled, "That's good, that's good. Since he is from Junjiabao, he can follow the rules of Junjiabao. I'll challenge you, boy."

Jun Modao turned around and smiled at Zhang Zhexue, "Third brother, are you not lying, right? That's the best thing to do when you come to Jun's house. There are always fights to fight. Are you afraid?"

Zhang Zhexue looked at Jun Mogao, then looked at Jun Modao, and smiled and said, "I have never been afraid of fighting."

"Third brother, he is the middle-level foundation building."

Zhang Zhexue glanced at Jun Mogao indifferently and smiled: "I will kill one or two of you if I have killed the middle level of foundation building."

Jun Mogao laughed and said, "Boy, do you think you can scare me with just a few words? Childish, I see you in the martial arts training ground the afternoon after tomorrow. If you don't dare to come, don't hang out in Junjiabao." After that, he waved his hand to him and turned around and went out.

"Brother, are the people in your Junjiabao like this? You don't have to reason with everything, just start fighting?"

"Hehe, basically that's it. Do you like it?"

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The back mountain of Junjiabao.

The back mountain has not been so lively for a long time. Today there are more than 3,000 people. A small half of the stands around the martial arts training ground are already full of them. Someone hung a big sign at the highest point of the stands with two names, Zhang Zhexue and Jun Mogao. There is a cross under Zhang Zhexue's name, and Jun Mogao's name is written one by one. Someone is busy collecting crystal stones and sending jade plaques below.

"Brother, is someone giving the odds 10 to 1, right? If I win, I can beat one and win ten, right?" Zhang Zhexue and Jun Modao sat in the private room and watched the crowd outside busy betting.

Jun Modao nodded and said, "That's what it means. Brother, I will win by defeating you. I will bet 10,000 crystals."

Zhang Zhexue glanced at Jun Modao and smiled and said, "Brother, I don't have confidence in me, I'm just suppressing this little."

Jun Modao snorted and said, "Brother is not rich either. If you bet too much, what should you do if you lose? Brother has a large team of subordinates to support him."

Zhang Zhexue touched his nose and asked, "Brother, I am the client, can I bet on it?"

Jun Modao shook his head and said, "No, because you are afraid that you will commit fraud, so you will eat other people's crystals."

"Then I'll give the crystal to you, brother, and you can help me bet, right?"

"Of course, but if you ask me to bet for you, if you win, I will draw 20% of the water."

Zhang Zhexue glared at him: "Brother, we are good brothers. You won't cheat me so openly, are you?"

Jun Modao smiled and said, "Brothers settle accounts clearly. This is the rule of Junjiabao. Third brother, please follow the customs. But the elder brother gave you an idea. If you can win Jun Mogao, don't win too quickly. Try to make it seem like you are reluctant to win, even if you use a little trick that makes people despise it. In this way, someone will be unwilling to accept it and will continue to challenge you. In this way, we will have more opportunities to win crystal stones. If you win too quickly, you will scare away the people behind. If you can win every one hard and forcefully, then our brother will send it."

"Brother, are you the top five bad guys in Junjiabao?"

"It's okay, it's all my brothers who give me face, otherwise I won't be the first one." Jun Modao said with a very modest smile.

"Brother is so humble. Do I think I'm not good at meeting someone?" Zhang Zhexue sighed and asked again: "Brother, I wonder if this bet is online? Will anyone refuse to pay the debt after winning?"

Jun Modao smiled proudly and said, "The bets in Junjiabao have never been limiting, and no one will refuse to pay. You don't know, what you see is that these people are betting. In fact, most of them represent some forces in Junjiabao, because this martial arts training ground is the only place in the entire Junjiabao where you can fight.

If there is conflict between local forces, they will basically be resolved here, because if you resolve them here, you don’t have to worry about someone taking revenge in private in the future, but you can also win a large amount of crystal stones. Over time, a rule will be formed. As long as someone fights here, all large and small forces can participate in the bets. So the money you win is not all from the Jun family, but most of the lower forces in the entire Jun family. And do you think that someone in Jun family dares to owe the Jun family crystal stones not to pay back?"

"How much does Junjiabao cost?" Zhang Zhexue was stunned by the idea of ​​Junjiabao. What is the difference between this and the football field in his previous life? This idea is good. You must introduce it to Xiaolan City and Kuaiwei City. This thing makes money too quickly.

"Twenty percent, draw 20 percent from the winner."

"Brother, please help me bet. If I win, Junjiabao will draw 20% and you will draw 20% more, then will I lose 40%?"

"But you still have 60% of them. Brother, don't be too greedy in life, you will also get 60% of them for free."

At this time, the bell outside rang, which was the bell that urged Zhang Zhexue and Jun Mogao to play.

Zhang Zhexue stood up, and Jun Modao also stood up and said, "Brother, you must win, brother, I have bet you 100,000 crystals."

"Didn't you say you should bet 10,000?" Zhang Zhexue turned around and looked at Jun Modao.

Jun Modao scratched his head and smiled and said, "Brother, are you afraid that you are under too much pressure?"

Zhang Zhexue took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Jun Modao, and smiled and said, "Brother, this is a million crystals. Please help me to win, and you will win and lose with you. But if you don't accept 20% of my 20% of my 20% of my 20% of my 20% of my 20% of my 20% of my 60s, I might lose. Anyway, I am alone, I can afford to lose, hahaha." After saying that, he left.

Jun Modao chased to the door and shouted to Zhang Zhexue's back: "Third brother, brother won't smoke you anymore, you must win."

Zhang Zhexue gestured a ok gesture behind him. When Jun Modao saw it, he also gestured for a while. He couldn't understand what it meant and muttered, "What does this gesture mean in third brother? Is it a sure win? Or do you tell me to get out?"

The martial arts training ground is very large, with more than 1,000 feet from east to west, north and south, and there are also barriers to prevent the people inside from fighting or failing, and it will also have a protective effect.

Zhang Zhexue flew to the center of the martial arts training ground and landed. Jun Mogao flew out of the private room and stopped at a distance of only a hundred feet from Zhang Zhexue. This is a safe distance that all practitioners agree with. Within this distance, even if the speed of the method treasure is fast, he will have enough time to react.

When both of them entered the martial arts training ground, the barrier outside the martial arts training ground rose. This barrier can block the impact of magic weapons and true energy, but it is completely transparent. Every move inside can be seen clearly. Even what the people inside say can be heard outside, and I don’t know what kind of magic array was used.

"Boy, you..."

Before Jun Mogao could finish his words, Zhang Zhexue had already sacrificed three flying swords. With one finger of the sword technique, the three flying swords pulled up three sword lights and shot towards Jun Modao. At this time, Zhang Zhexue said: "If you want to fight, you can beat them, there is not so much nonsense."

After all, Jun Mogao has his cultivation level, and he has experienced a lot of experience. The key is that in an environment like Junjiabao, you can't wait for a long time to pass through the battle formation, because everything is caused by fighting. At this time, he saw Zhang Zhexue fighting as soon as he came up, and he didn't even say a word about the scene, and he felt a little despised that he was a country bun.

Jun Mogao reached out to slap the storage bag, and also slaughtered three flying swords and slashed towards Zhang Zhexue's flying sword. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out a sword ball. The sword ball was spitting in the air. While shooting towards Zhang Zhexue, it suddenly shattered in the air. Then a flying sword appeared. Then a light flashed on the flying sword, and more than ten feet of sword light shot out at both ends of the flying sword, and a soothing sound was shot towards Zhang Zhexue.

Jun Mogao wanted to make a mistake in the martial arts field once today so that he could cut Zhang Zhexue under the sword. It is common to make a mistake in martial arts competitions, especially if he just trained his natal flying sword to form a prototype, it is the most difficult to control, and it is normal to lose one move.
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