It seemed that because of Yang Kai's previous performance, Nu Yan's attitude towards him was obviously much more friendly. He turned his head to look at him from time to time, with a thoughtful expression.

He led his Mo disciples to leave the place of gambling and fighting. When he found a place to rest, he specially obtained many resources for his practice to give him so that he could recover well.

Yang Kai can only be grateful.

In fact, Yang Kai didn't consume much of his previous battle with the Ming Wang Tian warrior. After all, he had always left room for nothing, but he just looked embarrassed and miserable on the surface.

But in order not to reveal his background, he could only try his best to suppress his recovery ability. Only after three days could he barely recover.

Moreover, during these three days, Yang Kai repeatedly felt the angry gaze looking at him, which had some vague meaning.

This made him a little wary, and even doubted whether he had exposed his feet, which made Nu Yan suspicious. However, after thinking about it carefully, it was unlikely that he had not revealed any flaws. Nu Yan should not have discovered anything, but he didn't know what he was trying to do.

When Yang Kai opened his eyes, Fu Yan was obviously waiting for a long time. His eyes looked over immediately and shouted, "A Yi!"

Yang Kai stood up and clasped his fists and said, "What are the instructions of the master?"

"With your ability, if you fight with human races of the same level and don't stop, how many games can you win at most?" asked Nu Yan.

Yang Kai didn't know what he was asking about this, and thought that if he was of the same level, he would never lose at all, but he still answered cautiously: "At most three games."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Three games! Very good."

As he said this, he also stood up and looked in one direction: "I want to take you to the gambling arena. You may guarantee that you will not be defeated in three games?"

Yang Kai frowned and said, "A few days ago, my subordinates had already appeared in the gambling arena. If you go again, will anyone be my opponent?"

Many Mo tribes saw his previous battle with the Ming Wang Tian warrior. No matter how he suppressed his strength, he would win. With the ability he showed before, there might not be anyone who would be willing to end up.

Nu Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, there will be some. Even if there isn't, I will find a way. You don't have to worry about this. But I need you to give me a guarantee that you must not lose. If you feel that you are powerless to fight again, you will notify me in advance."

A slave like Yang Kai is reluctant to lose money.

"Yes!" Yang Kai replied.

"Let's go!" Lu Yan waved his hand and led his several of his motuos towards the direction of the gambling arena.

After a while, everyone came outside the gambling arena. There were already two Mozhang in the basin battlefield, and the surroundings are as lively as ever.

This was undoubtedly a death fight. The two Mozangs tried their best, using their secret magical powers, and the fight was very lively, and the cheers were endless.

After waiting for a while, the two Mo disciples below finally decided on the winner. The winner was born and the loser died. The fate of the Mo disciples was sometimes controlled by the thoughts of the Mo clan.

After the victorious Mo Tu left, Fu Yan shook Yang Kai.

Yang Kaixin understood and flew downwards.

He had just fought with people here three days ago and now he suddenly appeared, many Mo tribes recognized him and immediately showed an excited look, whispering while watching.

However, no Mo Tu sent his Mo Tu into the scene.

Nothing else, Yang Kai's performance a few days ago was indeed good. He didn't have the confidence to end up at will, and he would only end in a tragedy. The Mo disciples were hard-won, and the Mo clan was unwilling to squander it casually.

Although many Mo tribes showed an interest in Yang Kai, after asking their Mo disciples, they could only shake their heads with regret.

After waiting for a while, no one came to fight. Yang Kai stood in the middle of the basin and seemed quite bored.

On the outside, a Mo clan said, "Ni Yan, if you let this person appear, I'm afraid no one will fight, let's change it!"

Angry flame grinned. He originally thought about whether he could get a bargain and see if there was any Mo tribe who didn't know Yang Kai's background to send his Mo disciples to his subordinates. Who would have thought that everyone was not fools? He naturally wouldn't be deceived after seeing the Mo tribe who had fought three days ago. If you have never seen him, you will know the situation.

Since you can't get a bargain, you can only tempt it with profit.

Nu Yan smiled and said loudly: "I, a Motu, are indeed stronger. I have never seen anyone better than him in the same grade. But since he has already ended up, it doesn't matter if he doesn't fight. Let's do this. This time, we will fight in the next life. If anyone wins him, just take the person away. If anyone loses, give me one hundred Motuo."

As soon as these words were spoken, many Mo tribes were in an uproar.

Nu Yan said this too rampantly, as if his Mo Tu could not defeat him.

Immediately, the Mo tribe couldn't wait to ask, "Anoy, are you serious?"

A sixth-grade Motu is of great value. If it is really used for buying and selling, tens of thousands of ink coins will definitely be sold, and tens of thousands of ink coins are also a considerable asset for the Mo tribe.

If you lose, you don’t need to pay too much. Since you are a fight, you won’t be able to kill you. You don’t have to worry about your Mo Tu’s death. You only need to pay one hundred Mo Coins.

Who can’t get one hundred ink coins? The lower-ranking Mo tribe can just take out one hundred ink coins.

Angry Yan nodded continuously: "Of course it is true. Can you still regret what you say in public?"

Now the Mo tribe couldn't sit still and immediately ordered the Mo disciples under his command to come to an end. In an instant, dozens of Mo disciples soared into the air and fell towards the basin.

In the gambling arena where Yang Kai was originally the only one, dozens of figures suddenly appeared.

Nu Yan smiled and said, "You won't bully the less, right? Then I have to admit defeat in this battle."

Many Mo tribes look at me and look at you. No one wants to let their Mo puppet leave. After all, this is an opportunity to get a big advantage, and they are all waiting for others to let their Mo puppet leave.

After a stalemate for a long time, Nu Yan suggested: "Let me, Mo Tu, choose an opponent at will. Whoever he chooses is, you don't have to argue, okay?"

This proposal was naturally recognized by everyone, and everyone nodded.

Then Nu Yan lowered his head and looked at Yang Kai: "You choose one yourself."

Yang Kai glanced at the blink of an eye and pointed at a young man with a good appearance: "You!"

The young man nodded slightly, and after receiving the order from his master, the other motues left one after another.

Soon, only Yang Kai and the young man were left in the venue.

Fu Yan said, "You two are ready to start anytime."

When the words were finished, Yang Kai had already bumped into the other side like an arrow leaving the string. His big hand stretched out, and the world's power in his palm was fierce and surging.

The young man obviously had seen the battle three days ago. He knew Yang Kai's strength. Seeing that he had made some moves, he dared not let him approach. He immediately fled backwards. At the same time, he made a gesture with both hands and a secret technique attacked head-on. Yang Kai did not dodge or avoid, and punched out.

The battle was quite fierce, and the young man's strength was also quite good. After all, he was born in a certain family and was not a mediocre person. Both sides went back and forth, allowing the Mo tribes who were watching the battle to see it with relish.

For Yang Kai, such a battle is nothing, it just needs to show his strength appropriately, and it cannot be exposed too much, and it is quite hard to suppress it.

After a fierce fight of incense, Yang Kai finally found an opportunity and punched the young man so hard that he vomited blood.

He did not pursue the victory, but just stood quietly.

The young man gasped for a while, got up and held his fists, and flew away without saying a word.

Seeing this, Nu Yan curled his lips and smiled. He accepted the hundred ink coins handed over by the young Motu master, and looked at Yang Kai inquiry, and Yang Kai nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Nu Yan felt relieved and shouted: "The rules will be the same in the next game, but the loser needs to give me five hundred ink coins!"

Many Mo tribes looked stunned.

Generally speaking, the Motu will leave the court after the fight, and it is not common to play continuously. It happened once three days ago, but the Wolf Tooth Ming Wang Tian Motu was snatched away by Fu Yan.

The strength of Motu is not much different from that of the same grade, and it is difficult to support the load of continuous struggles.

The practice of Nu Yan undoubtedly seems a bit rampant. Although the number of ink coins has increased from one hundred to five hundred, it is within an acceptable range.

Five hundred is not much, and his Mo Tu has fought for one battle, so his strength will definitely decline.

After a moment of shock, dozens of Mo Tu flew down and stood in front of Yang Kai.

Yang Kai was so amused that he couldn't tell what Nu Yan was planning. He regarded himself as a money tree!

No wonder he asked himself how many battles he could support, and repeatedly told him not to lose. If he was unable to fight again, he would inform him in advance.

Even though he knew, he could only obey the arrangements now. Fortunately, Nu Yan just wanted to earn the money, and fighting was not a dead end, otherwise he really didn't know whether he should kill him.

Like the same scene just now, it is naturally like the same rules just now.

Yang Kai chose another opponent casually.

The owner of the Mo Tu who was not selected naturally sighed, but he had no choice. In their opinion, this was definitely a great opportunity to get a bargain, but unfortunately he couldn't seize it twice.

However, the fact was beyond their expectations. In the end of the second battle, Yang Kai actually won again. Although it seemed that he had done a lot, his opponent was beaten and vomited blood and was obviously unable to fight again.

The alveolar of angry flames was exposed, and the five hundred ink coins were bought, and they looked at Yang Kai again inquiry.

Yang Kai regretted that he could have fought three games in a row. If he had known this, how could he have given such an answer?

Now it's a big trouble for me to ride a tiger. I nodded slightly in silence, Yang Kai sat cross-legged and seized the time to recover, looking at a very expensive attitude.

Many Mo tribes looked at the Angry Flame and waited for the following text.

Not disappointing them, Angry Yan shouted: "In the last game, my rules will be the same as before. Those who win will take them away, and those who lose will leave a thousand ink coins."
Chapter completed!