After leaving the arena, Wang Ye walked out of the crowd.
After the fight just now, he was going to find a tea stall to sit down and have a sip of tea.
It was just an accident that he participated in the Immortal Sword Conference.
Finding a place to sit down and watch others fight was the main point.
"Old money grubber!"
Not long after Wang Ye sat down, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.
Then, he was gently patted on the head.
He turned his head and saw Agy standing behind him.
At this moment, he was looking at him with a smile.
Behind him, Bai Luhan and Chenchong were slowly walking over.
"You little bastard, you're getting more and more impudent!"
The moment he saw Agy, Wang Ye said, "You even hit me!?"
"You don't want your next month's salary, do you?!"
"You old money grubber!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Agy said, "Do you think I want to pat your head?"
"You have poisonous thorns all over your body, you look like a hedgehog …"
"I want to pat your shoulder, but who knows if I'll be poisoned like Han Zhenglin and can't move!"
A 'Ji rolled his eyes when he said those words.
He saw Wang Ye's performance in the arena very clearly.
At this moment, who knew how many poisonous thorns Wang Ye had on his body.
"You're still in the right, aren't you?"
Hearing Agy's words, Wang Ye glared and said, "If you didn't have nothing better to do than to sign me up …"
"I would be sitting on the roof eating mutton and watching the show!"
"Would I still have to dress like a hedgehog and fight with my life on the stage like now?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye was in a bad mood.
If Agy didn't sign him up, he would probably be watching the show right now!
"You call that fighting?!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Agy said, "Good guy, just stand there and you don't have to care about anything …"
"Not only did your opponent's palm strike and kick were all blocked by your armor, he was even poisoned to the point that he couldn't move. In the end, he was completely defeated by your kick."
"If you call this putting your life on the line, then a duel between martial arts experts is no different from a street thug stabbing each other with a butcher's knife!"
"You little bastard!"
Hearing Agy's words, Wang Ye raised his hand and hit him on the head.
"But you're really something, you old money grubber!"
Seeing this, Bai Luhan, who was standing at the side, said, "Wearing armor under your clothes, and adding poisonous spikes to your armor … How could you think of such a wicked idea …"
"You really are a f * cking genius!"
"Hehe, little girl, you're wrong about that!"
Hearing Bai Luhan's words, Wang Ye smiled and said, "Although I'm knowledgeable and intelligent, I didn't come up with this idea alone!"
Didn't come up with it alone?!
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
Could it be that there was someone else who gave Wang Ye advice?
"Shopkeeper …"
When Wang Ye said this, Chen Chong, who was at the side, opened his mouth and said, "You mean that someone helped you come up with a plan?"
"Of course!"
Wang Ye puffed up his chest and said, "Two days ago, didn't Daoist Zhang teach me the Yin … Mysterious Yin Leg Technique?"
"At that time, I met Boor Qian who came to give me an iron crotch guard."
"Then, I casually said that I wanted to give him a full set. What's the big deal about just giving him an iron crotch guard?"
"Who knew that Daoist Zhang would overhear and say that it's better to make a set of spiked armor. This way, not only can it defend against the attacks of martial arts experts, but it can also use the Mysterious Yin Leg Technique to counterattack …"
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Hearing this, everyone was enlightened!
No wonder the old miser's idea of spiked armor looked so familiar.
After all this time, it was Daoist Zhang who came up with this idea!
"If that's the case, it's not strange anymore!"
Thinking of this, Agy said, "He used embroidery needles with pufferfish poison and a fishing net as a trap. It's not strange that he could come up with such a wicked idea!"
"Wrong!"
Hearing Agy's words, Wang Ye said, "Although the idea of spiked armor was thought of by Daoist Zhang, the idea of poisoning it with poison was thought of by someone else!"
"Someone else?"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, "Could it be Senior Sword Saint?"
"Smart!"
At this time, Wang Ye nodded and said, "At that time, Sword Saint shook his head when he heard Daoist Zhang's idea …"
"He said that since the armor has spikes, wouldn't it be better to smear some poison on it?"
"Then, we went to Master Bu Po and asked him to find a type of poison that's quick to take effect and smear it on the armor!"
Gasp!
Hearing this, Agy and the others sucked in a breath of cold air.
If this armor was made by Daoist Zhang and Master Bu Po, it would make perfect sense …
But they didn't expect Sword Saint to be involved in this matter.
It seemed like even though Sword Saint looked serious, he was actually the same type of person as Zhang Daoxuan and Monk Bu Po …
"So that's how it is …"
Thinking of this, Bai Luhan said, "Old money grubber, I can't believe you keep saying that you've traveled extensively and seen so much …"
"Turns out it was someone else who came up with this idea for you …"
"You can't do it either!"
Between the lines, Bai Luhan had a playful look on her face.
"Bah!"
Hearing this, Wang Ye said, "You little brat, why don't you use your brain …"
"Daoist Zhang and the other two only came up with the idea of the upper body …"
"I was the one who came up with the idea of wearing armor on my legs!"
Between the lines, Wang Ye had a smug look on his face.
Legs?
Hearing Wang Ye's words, everyone was taken aback, a look of disdain appeared on their faces.
He had armor on his body, but he still came up with the idea of putting armor on his legs?
This old money grubber is really a coward.
"Old money grubber, you're the one who got it!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Agy said, "Daoist Zhang and Sword Saint gave you advice, Master Bu Po made you poison …"
"Plus, you're such a coward that you even want to wear armor on your legs …"
"This is what it means to meet one's match. The four of you are a perfect match!"
A 'Ji seemed to be surprised by what he said.
"You little bastard!"
Looking at Agy, Wang Ye said, "You call this a coward?"
"This is called being cautious!"
"Otherwise, with my two days of Xuanyin Leg Technique foundation, I'll be beaten to death on stage!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, everyone was about to say something.
Boom!
At this moment, a muffled sound came from the ring.
Then, a gust of wind blew in all directions.
Seeing this, Wang Ye and the others looked towards the stage.
They saw two people fighting each other on the stage.
At a glance, internal energy surged, cold light flashed, and it was very exciting.
This kind of fight was obviously a battle between two experts, causing the surrounding onlookers to cheer unceasingly.
Amidst the continuous cheers, a cold light flashed, and a figure was sent flying.
Then, a voice came, "Divine Fist of Kongtong Fist, Zhao Wenzhou, falls down the stage, Single Sword of Diancang, Lu Tianyuan wins!"