Divine Cultivation System

Qin Shaofeng's words, let that side take charge of affairs is a little unexpected, but more still happy.

After all, the whole Colosseum was injured and lost its fighting power, but not a few.

It would be a good thing to deal with it in this way!

At this time, after listening to Qin Shaofeng's words, Zhang Lingyun's face also changed slightly.

Although the price of the wounded fighting beast is not high, it is still valuable.

But a moment later, Zhang Lingyun's heart is sneering.

What is he afraid of?

Anyway, it must be him who won him in the end. Even if the money to buy the fighting beast is too much, it has nothing to do with him!

Moreover, if there are many monsters and beasts to buy, he can hold a feast of beasts in Lanjiang city to entertain all the families in Lanjiang City, so as to ridicule the Qin family.

How do you see it? It's a very good bet!

"That's all right." Zhang Lingyun sneered and agreed directly.

"Well, it's settled. The party is in charge of the witness. I believe Zhang Er Shao won't say anything more!"

As if afraid of Zhang Lingyun's repentance, Qin Shaofeng immediately said.

Qin Shaofeng's appearance made Zhang Lingyun feel a little uneasy, but then he didn't care.

Because he believes that the final loser is not him!

And the manager is still a little confused at the moment.

This is a big deal, is it?

Fang Guanshi was not confident, but finally he said with a smile: "since the two young masters are so interested, we will do it like this!"

What are you doing with all that?

It's a good thing for them to fight in the arena, so we don't need to think about it so much.

Even when they were happy, Fang Guanshi directly announced that Qin Shaofeng and Zhang Lingyun had chosen a low-level monster to fight with them for free.

Although a fighting beast in its heyday, even a low-level monster, needs at least three or four hundred taels of gold, but this time it can achieve a big deal of tens of thousands of taels of gold. Does the manager care about only two or three hundred taels of gold?

In this regard, Qin Shaofeng and Zhang Lingyun have no opinions, and go directly to choose.

Half an hour later, in a small square in the backyard of the Colosseum, the fight between Qin Shaofeng and Zhang Lingyun is finally about to begin.

One side of the battle, Zhang Lingyun, that is a fierce demon Wolf - a low-level demon beast Nu demon wolf!

When seeing Zhang Lingyun's selected fighting beast, Fang Guanshi's heart was also extremely surprised.

But he knows everything in the backyard.

Although the angry demon wolf is a low-level monster, under normal circumstances, it is at most equivalent to the low-level five or six levels of strength.

But Zhang Lingyun selected this one, but it is an angry demon wolf king, with a low-level seven peak strength monster.

And generally crazy, even if it is a low-level eight monster, it is not necessarily its opponent.

It seems that Ling Yun has already prepared for the game.

Fang Guanshi's heart was slightly surprised, and then some worried about Qin Shaofeng.

But at this time, after seeing the monster led by Qin Shaofeng, he was completely dumbfounded.

Fang Guan did not expect that Qin Shaofeng actually picked that monster.

This is a real accident!

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At this moment, beside Qin Shaofeng, there is a spirit fox monster with white body and small body.

This is in sharp contrast to the fierce and angry wolf king in front of Zhang Lingyun!

"Ha ha, Qin Shaofeng, didn't you admit defeat? How could you choose such a "special" monster? "

Seeing Qin Shaofeng in front of the delicate spirit fox monster, Zhang Lingyun immediately laughed at Qin Shaofeng.

At the same time, he was completely relieved. In his opinion, the victory or defeat was obvious just by comparing the appearance of the two monsters.

There is no need to compare.

How could that Petite fox be the rival of the angry demon wolf king around him?

I thought this trash really had some fighting skills. I didn't expect that I had to worry too much.

For a moment, Zhang Lingyun was a little happy in his heart, and looked like a victory in sight.