Chapter 210: Strong fortune

Fang Jie was slightly stunned by the words of decadent blood, but he quickly felt relieved.

In fact, whether from the martial arts level or other hard conditions, decadent Blood Low should be the well-deserved No. 1 Master of the Blood Knife Sect. The reason why he fought with Fang Jie was to lose one game. The key issue was not that Fang Jie had more tricks than him, but that he made several mistakes himself.

When a master fights, every small mistake is undesirable. What's more, in the last game, the Decayed Blood Young Master threw the knife out. If he rushed to Fang Jie with the idea of ​​fighting hard, the final result might change. Anyway, it is understandable that Decayed Blood Young Master feels that losing the game is unfair, and it is inevitable that he will come to him on his own initiative.

Fang Jie smiled and looked at the decadent Bloodless for a while, and said calmly: "It's not difficult to fight another game, but even if you win, it proves that you are the number one master of the Blood Sword Sect and you won't get the reward from the disciples of the sect..."

Before he finished speaking, the decadent Bloodless interrupted and said, "I have money, I don't care about that little reward. I want to beat you openly! I want to tell everyone who is the real number one master of the Blood Sword Sect!"

Fang Jie couldn't help but smile, especially when he heard the four words "Open and upright", he laughed out loud: "Haha, yesterday's game was played in front of six million disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, which was already open and upright. I can't think of any more upright game than this." "That doesn't count!" The decadent Blood Shao pointed at Fang Jie with an angry face and said:

The decadent Blood Young Master seemed to want to say that Fang Jie was cheating, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was cheating on him all the time, so he quickly changed his words: "I didn't play my true level yesterday. It was because of my mistake that you won the game. In the first game, you finally died with me with the Golden Musket. You won the game with weapons in both games, and I am not convinced!"

Fang Jie shook his head and smiled, thinking that the words "Decaded Blood" were too naive, but it also means that although the person "Decaded Blood" is a young master, his thoughts are still simple, at least he didn't play with him, so he didn't feel any disgusted with him, so he just smiled and said, "I know you are not convinced. But in private occasions, I will not fight you again..."

"Coward!" The decadent Blood Young Master immediately cursed and said angrily: "I don't even dare to take on the challenge, you are like this. What kind of sect is the disciple! What kind of sect's number one master! It's embarrassing!"

"Because it's meaningless to waste time." Fang Jie still said to himself: "The reason why I participated in the competition is just for those rewards, such a bullshit sect. I don't care about the number one master at all. If everyone is as unwilling to fight me one-on-one, then can I still practice leveling up?"

After saying this, seeing the decadent Blood Young Master still glaring at him, Fang Jie had to say again: "Okay, okay. I admit defeat. You are the number one master of the Blood Sword Sect. OK? I have something to do. Let's say goodbye!" After that, he turned around and walked. After walking less than two steps, the decadent Blood Young Master behind him surrounded and blocked Fang Jie.

"Is there anything else?" Fang Jie looked at the decadent Bloodless little. He secretly regretted not to participate in the sect ring competition. I guess there will be more trouble like this in the future. But then again, if time goes by, let Fang Jie choose again. He will still participate in the sect ring competition. Because compared to these troubles, the preferential policies of sect disciples are still very cost-effective.

"Fight with me!" said the decadent bloodlessness, "In the past three years, I have been leveling day and night. I spent nearly 100 million to become the number one master. This is my dream. But it was broken by you. You and I know it very well. No matter from any perspective, you are not as good as me. I can't figure it out. I don't agree!"

Looking at the sound and expression of decadent blood, Fang Jie sighed helplessly. Although the decadent blood is not bad-hearted, he is still simple, but he still has the temper of a young master. He thinks that he has paid a lot but has not received corresponding rewards. In fact, almost everyone has this idea. He always thinks that he has paid more than anyone else. But he gets less than anyone else. Then he starts to blame others but never finds the reason for himself.

"You don't agree?" Fang Jie stared at the decadent blood young man and snorted and said, "I don't agree either!"

The decadent Blood Young Master couldn't help but open his mouth, as if he wanted to say why you were not convinced. What was wrong with you? But Fang Jie said with a solemn look: "I don't agree with why you were born in a wealthy family. But I was born ordinary! I don't agree with why you lived a life of food and clothing from childhood to adulthood. And I still have to work hard for my livelihood! I don't agree with why you can spend so much money to play games. And like other ordinary people, I can only play with you honestly and honestly. I can only be your foil!"

"I can't figure it out, I'm not convinced!" At the end, Fang Jie also said this in the tone of decadent blood, while decadent blood, the eyes changed several times, and finally lowered his head in shame.

After pausing for a while, giving Decay Blood less time to think, Fang Jie said calmly: "Although I can't figure it out, although I don't agree, and although I think this world is unfair to me, I never blame others! Because the fact is already like this, I know that I must rely on my own hands and my own wisdom to defeat my opponent and defeat my opponent! And now, I have succeeded!"

Seeing that the decadent blood-feeling raised his head and seemed to have something to say, Fang Jie immediately snatched: "Don't say anything, I rely on luck, not to mention because of your own mistakes, not to mention that you have made ordinary efforts and money, because the facts are in front of you---you have lost! Since you have lost, it means that you have not put in enough effort!"

"You think you spent so much money and paid more than anyone else, but have you ever thought about it? The reason why you lose is because you rely too much on the blood sword technique made with money. The tactics are rigid, there is no enterprising spirit, and you are too cautious and lose too many opportunities. I admit that I am inferior to you in many aspects. Don't talk about you, even the other top ten, I am far from martial arts, but there is one thing you are not as confident as me---confidence! Even if I lose this ring game, I am still confident that I can defeat you next time!"

"You have to be clear that if you, who had been killed by me in the real world, would you still have the chance to stand in front of me and cry for justice? Fortunately, this is a game. Since it is a game, there is still a chance to defeat me. Instead of running to me like now, it is better to spend all this time on leveling up. Let's see you again in the Huashan Sword Competition in two years!"

After saying this, Fang Jie gently patted the Decaying Blood Little's shoulder, turned around and left, and the Decaying Blood Little suddenly raised his head subconsciously, looking at Fang Jie's leaving back with a complicated expression, and his heart was unable to calm down for a long time...

Obviously, Fang Jie maintained a relatively restrained attitude towards the Decaying Blood Little Man, and even pointed it out in some aspects without hesitation. First, the Decaying Blood Little Man doesn't look like the kind of young master with a problem with character, and second, everyone is a fellow disciple and belongs to "conflicts within the people". Fang Jie has taken some attention to the incense. If it is from other sects or people with character problems, Fang Jie may not be so easy to talk to. If he doesn't kill his opponent once or twice to eliminate the potential threat, Fang Jie will never feel at ease.

When I arrived at the Beijing Pharmacy, I had been waiting for his medicine jar at the door and immediately came up. After a few greetings, I led Fang Jie into his practice room.

As soon as he entered the room, Fang Jie saw that someone was waiting for them inside. He looked at the other party, but saw that the man had a warm and polite smile on his face, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looked very gentle. While Fang Jie was observing the other party, his opponent was also observing him with interest while playing with a copper coin in his hand.

"Come on, let me introduce it." Yao Guanke politely led Fang Jie to the man and introduced: "This is my friend, Qian Bulishang." After saying this, he introduced to Qian Bulishang again: "This is Fang Jie I mentioned to you. He is now a disciple of Blood Sword, very powerful!"

"Let's beg you for a long time!" Qian Bulisshou quickly stood up, the other party nodded, and smiled: "The medicine jar often mentions you to me, but it's not a good thing, haha!"

"Hello!" Fang Jie smiled, saying hello, and at the same time he was very confused. The medicine jar called him here this time to discuss business, but suddenly this person appeared, which means that things might have changed.

"After the person sat down this time, the medicine jar was about to speak, but he was not good at expressing himself, but he didn't know how to speak. Finally, he had to say to Qian Buli: "You talk to yourself, I didn't even figure out what was going on."

After hearing this, Fang Jie couldn't help but look at Qian Bulishang in confusion, and Qian Bulishang smiled slightly and nodded, "Then let me tell you. Prices soared during this sect ring match, you should all know?" After saying this, he swept his eyes to the other two people.

The medicine jar naturally had a deep understanding, so he nodded quickly and laughed: "Yes, it's so much going on! I've made a lot of money during this period!"

Jie also nodded and said, "The prices of many props have increased several times or even dozens of times, and it should be someone who hyped it up."

"Yes, it's true that some people are hyping, and there are quite a few people." Qian Buli smiled and said, "I'm just a few big-name hype writers.

Seeing Fang Jie squinted his eyes thoughtfully, Qian Buli played with the copper coins while continuing, "I'm asking you to come this time to cooperate with you and use the preferential policies of your sect disciples to make a fortune!"
Chapter completed!