What is a master? Is it true that a high level is a master? Of course not; then if you have good equipment, you are a master; nor is it; neither of them is either. In that case, you should be a master with good kung fu.

No, no, nothing is wrong.

A true master should be able to turn decay into spirit, ordinary into classics, and be calm and unhurried when facing any opponent. Mentality should be neither impatient nor hot, neither slow nor slow, and always maintain respect and vigilance for the opponent. Only by reaching this level can one become a true master, only by fighting without any danger, and even if one encounters an opponent stronger than oneself, one can still be invincible.

The silver undead can be regarded as a powerful opponent to me, but it is definitely not a master. Since he approached me rashly and laughed too early, he was doomed to fail.

In the firelight, my figure turned into hazy, deliberately making the gamblers around him even more heartbroken. However, what they care about is not my life, but the gold coins that they have to lose because of it.

Our buddy is a master of fire. How could you, the sea of ​​fire, take my life? Looking at the blood volume of only more than 100 on your head, I laughed in my heart. After stuffing the spirit fairy powder, I was safe and sound in the fire, and my anger increased rapidly as the flames burned. I stared at the silver undead approaching me. The dagger in my hand was swaying slightly like a demon fang, trying to leave a death seal on the silver undead.

It was time. Seeing the silver undead approaching a few more steps, my heart moved, and the shadow escape immediately opened, moving quickly as I wanted. In a sea of ​​fire, my figure turned into a phantom in the blink of an eye and disappeared under the stare of everyone.

"It's all the time to die, why are you still sneaking? Didn't you tell him that the silver undead will be able to detect it?" The Jin Emperor looked at me without launching a Jedi counterattack. Instead, he chose to slide, slapped the windowsill, and said anxiously.

When money is not a problem, he changed into a smile, nodded and said, "We should have a good show, this kid is probably going to show his power."

"What power do you show? Haven't you seen him being beaten by the silver undead?" The Golden Emperor turned around and looked at the money was not a problem, and said in confusion.

Money is not a problem, shook his head and said, "I was a little worried just now, afraid that he would be killed if he didn't have time to do it, but now I'm not afraid at all. Since I haven't been dealt with all of a sudden, then this kid must have tricks to send. I still know a little about his ability, and I'm definitely not a master who can easily deal with it."

After hearing this, Emperor Jin turned around and looked at the ring and said to himself: "What do you mean? Could it be that he is deliberately hiding his strength? But why did he do this?"

Money is not a problem and said, "I don't know much about this. As far as I know, this kid is basically alone, doesn't like to be honest, and has a good relationship with a few pretty gang bosses. I really don't understand why he is so low-key. If he can, he will criticize his own people and make a banner. Why should he be an unknown person?"

Emperor Jin nodded and said, "Yeah, that's right. It seems that we haven't really seen through this guy. He is such a weird guy, but it doesn't matter. We are just working together with him for interests and there is no conflict."

"I don't want to have any conflicts with him either. He has a false alarm." Money was not a problem and said lowly.

"What? What did you say?" Emperor Jin turned his face and said as if the money was not a problem.

"It's nothing, look, this kid has taken action." Qian No problem shouted with a finger.

The Curse Blade, with the mist of red blood attached to it, drilled out of the air, like a meteor, pulling out a long red afterimage, landing on the throat of the silver undead exposed outside the robe. The sharp blade did not encounter any obstacle at all, and successfully cut the white skin, pierced in without mercy, and then slipped out again. Everything was so fast, as if nothing had happened, and the damage value of more than 600 was reduced to float from the top of the silver undead's head.

The gray-black mist suddenly floated out on the silver undead body, and the dagger's weakening effect was obviously exerted. Before the magic wand that the silver undead had just raised had time to dance back, his whole body was like a mummy, froze in place, his eyes full of confusion.

It's dizzy, hehe, we're so lucky that we actually exerted the additional attack effect of the Curse Blade. So why are we polite to you? The scimitar slashed at the back of the silver undead with a fierce back sting, and the dagger cut three thin gray shadows in the air and sank into the body of the silver undead. Cherish these few seconds, I can fight quickly.

After all, the mage is a mage. Although he didn't use anything, his blood volume reached more than 4,000, which was higher than my physical strength, how could he withstand such a crazy chopping like me?

In just a few seconds, in the eyes of the gamblers around, they just stretched and hugged and celebrated for a while, but on the ring, the winner was completely defeated, and only a staggered red and white sword light, as well as the fierce red blood were seen around the silver undead.

Strips of different depths bloomed from the silver undead, like beautiful azaleas blooming in the sunset, magnificent and brilliant. Then I saw a flash of white light. The silver undead didn't have time to use another skill to take a bite of medicine and left like that.

As the sword light closed, a miserable white figure stood proudly beside the silver undead corpse, gently swaying the two swords in his hand, his eyes as sharp as a blade, and coldly staring at the gamblers around him.

Hehe, my look is so cool. When I heard that the surroundings suddenly became silent, everyone's eyes fell on me, and I said in my heart with a secret pride.

Damn it, I just left like that, not even my equipment was violent, and I took my eyes back. I scraped it around the silver undead corpse. I saw only a lonely medicine bottle, and I murmured in my heart.

As I took a step forward, I bent down to cover the blood medicine on the ground, tilted my neck, and drank it clean.

The opponent is dead, my blood is full.

The audience was still silent like death, and no one woke up from the shock in front of him. The instant reversal of the battle situation was really too surprising.

An elemental master who won eight games in a row was actually killed by a cold sword when he was sure to win. This was too incredible. Moreover, he could also detect skills and should be able to detect the opponent's sneak. Could it be that he deliberately wanted to sell a broken disciple and then destroy the opponent in one fell swoop, but unfortunately he lost it and became a knight hatred. Countless questions arose in everyone's hearts.

"Haha, I didn't expect that this dark ghost thorn is really good. It can even turn the tables. If I had known this, I would have suppressed him more. But this time I finally got the capital back. Wife, come, celebrate and kiss one." In the box, the fat boss who took out the golden monkey boots as a lottery ticket, saw the situation on the field, and smiled so hard that he didn't drag his mouth.

"It's over, it's over. This silver undead is so fucking bad. He actually lost. Now he's about to get the 100,000 yuan he's going to lose. He's a huge loss." A gambler from the audience dragged his head with both hands and nagged with regret on his face.

"Where is this dark ghost thorn coming from? He actually hangs the silver undead so easily. Go and inquire for me." In another private room, a middle-aged man with a mustache said with a gloomy face.

A man in black robe followed him and said with a little difficulty: "Boss, since he chose to mask, he must have used Boss Jin's secret potion. I can't find out the history, we..."

The beard raised his face and slapped the man in the black robe with a slap, shouting and cursing: "I really don't know what you are doing to raise you trash. I don't care what method you use, I must find out the details of this guy. Damn, I lost more than 8 million at once..."

"Yes, boss, I will try my best to find out..." The man in black robe covered his face and replied with a promise.

Seeing the silver undead dead, the big stone fell in his heart, and sat on Xifa, laughed and said, "Brother Qian, you still have a unique vision, and you didn't miss it at all. This hidden man is indeed very powerful. As soon as he appears, he will make a big comeback, but..." A few angrily look on the face of Emperor Jin, and then said, "It's a pity that such a person cannot be used by me."

Money is not a problem with Emperor Jin, and patted his shoulder and said, "Boss Jin, don't worry too much. This hidden man has not cooperated with us once or twice. I can see that he is not a noble person, but he is just a bit lucky. As long as we can prescribe the right medicine and give him what he wants, he will definitely be willing to cooperate. Any friendship and feelings are fake. As long as there is enough benefits, it will inevitably make him moved. As for people, asking for it is not asking for anger. Don't force it too much."

Emperor Jin nodded thoughtfully, tilted his head and said to the problem of money: "Haha, it's still Boss Qian, you are smart, you have to learn more from you in the future."
Chapter completed!