Seeing the sudden change of Bian Huo's face, the elders of the Glazed Light Saint Sect were all startled.

Damn it, the Deputy Sect Master is not going to beat us up, right?

Although their bet is a bit big, there is no need to fight it out, right?

And the deputy master is not a person who can't afford to play.

For example, the dress of the deputy suzerain is caused by the last bet.

"Deputy Sect Master, are you okay..." the Great Elder of the Glazed Light Saint Sect asked in a low voice.

Bian Huo let out a light ah, and instantly walked out of his thoughts.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of sudden thought." Bian Huo quickly waved his hand and said.

"Deputy Sect Master, do you need my help?" the Great Elder of the Saint Sect of Glazed Light asked.

"No need, no, it's just a small matter, I can handle it alone." Bian Huo waved his hand and smiled.

"Since the Deputy Sect Master still has something to do, then I will retreat first." The Great Elder of the Glazed Light Saint Sect said with his hands.

Today they came here just to ask about the gambling appointment. Since Bian Huo has something to do, then they really don't want to bother.

"Well, good." Bian Huo smiled.

Then, the elders of the Glazed Light Saint Sect left in droves.

"I'm going, how can I forget this matter? I have to quickly notify the kid so that he can be psychologically prepared." Bian Huo murmured.

After speaking, he was ready to use the power of space and headed to the small courtyard where Duan Wuluo was located.

As a result, as soon as Bian Huo's left foot stepped out, a gentle voice slowly sounded in Bian Huo's heart.

"Brother, come, I want to ask you something for my brother."

Bian Huo: What a coincidence...

However, if his brother called for something, he could not refuse, so he could only change his route and head to the main hall where Ji Qing was.

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The main hall of the Sect Master of Glazed Light is resplendent and magnificent.

The jade pillar is the support, the relief is the painting, and the jade is the road.

The whole hall displays the words'luxury' incisively and vividly.

A middle-aged man sits on the throne, holding hot tea in his hand and savoring it carefully.

This person is Ji Qing, the founder of the Saint Sect of Glazed Light.

"Om!"

With the distortion of space, a door of space emerged out of nowhere, and Bian Huo quickly walked out of the door of space.

"Junior Brother, you can count it." Ji Qing put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a light smile.

"Brother, what's the matter with you looking for me?" Bian Huo was not polite, just pulled a chair and sat down and asked hurriedly.

"Well, a little thing.

I heard that you made a bet with the elders again? "Ji Qing asked with a smile.

Bian Huo's expression froze, and he smiled, "Well, it's just a small bet."

"Small gambling appointment? Last time you told me it was a small gambling appointment, but you have been wearing a beggar suit for hundreds of years.

Although I often change clothes in the middle, my style has basically not changed, and all of them are beggar outfits. "Ji Qing said with a smile.

Bian Huo suddenly lowered his head in shame, "I'm willing to accept the bet, there is no way."

"Tsk, you still have reason.

Let's talk about it, what is your bet this time? "Ji Qing asked curiously.

"We each accept a disciple, and then compete.

As long as the disciples I accept can beat the crowd, then this bet will be my victory. "Bian Huo replied.

Ji Qing nodded and asked, "Then what is your bet?"

"If I win, then all of their future salaries will be mine.

If I lose, then I will have to wear another five hundred years of beggar costume. "Bian Huo replied.

"Well, look at it this way, if you win, you would be quite profitable." Ji Qing said, resting his chin.

"But it's impossible to win." Ji Qing added.

Bian Huo:...

"Well, but it's all jokes. Don't be serious about winning or losing. Everyone is just enjoying themselves." Ji Qing continued.

Bian Huo nodded, expressing his understanding.

Then, Ji Qing stretched out his hand and peeked behind the throne.

"Brother? What are you doing?" Bian Huo asked puzzledly.

I saw that Ji Qing's right hand had already penetrated into the space at this time, "Well, I found it."

"boom!"

Bian Huo suddenly widened his eyes.

"Brother, what are you doing with so many beggar's clothes?" Bian Huo asked in astonishment, pointing to the clothes that were dark and tattered in front of him.

"I'll dress it for you, anyway, you are determined to lose, I will help you get your clothes ready in advance.

Hey, brother, I'm caring. "Ji Qing smirked.

Bian Huo: How sweet are you! Brother, I thank you!

"Brother, how do you know that I will definitely lose? What if I win?" Bian Huo smiled mysteriously.

"Impossible, you absolutely can't win.

You don't know how accurate and selective the great elders are. The disciples they choose are generally at the top level.

If you want to win these geniuses, then their talent must belong to the category of the saint woman of the next door Uncertain Saint Sect and the saint child of the Imperial Saint Sect.

At present, all the great saint sects and the major forces have peerless geniuses in that field, but our glazed light saint sect does not.

So this is also the main reason why I deliberately deliberately wanted to recruit Wang Hao, the king of Yaoyi City, as a direct disciple even if I didn't hesitate to lose my face. "Ji Qing said.

Then, he met the man.

That strong outrageous man.

To this day, the figure of that man is still lingering in his heart.

Strong, too strong.

It seemed that the two of them were not in the same state at all.

Bian Huo didn't bother when seeing Ji Qing showing memories, but waited quietly.

But somehow, he always felt as if he had forgotten a very important thing.

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Time passed in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye came the afternoon of the next day.

Yesterday's outer disciple contest has ended, and this morning's inner disciple is also coming to an end.

Then came the final highlight, when the disciples of the Deputy Sovereign of the Glazed Light Saint Sect fought against the disciples of the top elders.

The next step is for the contestants to take the stage.

Duan Wuluo looked at the black crowd in front of him, and couldn't help being full of black lines.

What's the situation with this Nima? ? ? Why are there so many people?

Bian Huo stood up in the audience ~lightnovelpub.net~.

Damn it, forgot to tell him again!

The other top elders who sat in the audience looked at each other and smiled, "This kid knows that his strength is not good at a glance, and we are sure to win!"

At this time, Xiao Bai and his group were in the inn.

The coffin board was suspended in the air, and Xiao Bai and his group sat on the sofa, watching the live broadcast with relish.

They also happened to see Duan Wuluo when they seemed to have nothing to do to look for the game to watch.

"Well, it's not bad, Wuluo is so arrogant, one person singles out so many people." Xiao Bai exclaimed.

"Why do I always feel that he doesn't know?" Ergou frowned.

The picture turns, on the stage of martial arts performance.

The referee elder who presided over the competition shouted with spiritual power, "This handsome athlete, who do you want to challenge first?"