The Age of Global Martial Arts

At this time, the surrounding students began to disperse.

Lin Luo stepped off the stage and smiled at Wang Chao: "Three billion, can we call now?"

Wang Chao: "..."

"I'm sorry, I'm impersonating, I'm not the real Wang Chao."

Wang Chao turned around and was about to run.

There is no longer the look of high and cold dragging to the sky at the beginning.

Nonsense, three billion, who can afford it!

"Don't run."

"Your photo, don't you?"

At the next moment, Lin Luo continued to speak.

Hearing Lin Luo's words, Wang Chao suddenly stopped.

"I don't have that much money right now."

Wang Chao gritted his teeth and said.

"Your weapon is also forged from fifth-grade metal, right?"

Lin Luo looked at his sword.

During the battle just now, Lin Luo clearly felt the sword, which was a little different.

This sword can not only increase his strength. And the quality of the sword itself is not bad at all.

Otherwise, with the strength of his current fourth-level and the fifth-level weapons, he would have broken his sword with a single halberd.

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Chao looked at Lin Luo, and suddenly became nervous.

The people from the Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy are really bad!

He had clearly seen just now that Lin Luo had even robbed the position of the head of his own academy.

"No, just take that weapon."

The corners of Lin Luo's mouth curled up.

"no!"

Lin Luo's voice just fell,

Wang Chao shook his head like a rattle.

If this weapon is lost, he is really finished!

"Or three billion, as you choose."

Lin Luo smiled faintly.

"Don't try to escape. The people in my department have already recorded the video. When the time comes, I will post it directly to your school forum."

"Pengcheng's first freshman, isn't he a renegade person?"

Hearing Lin Luo's words, Wang Chao's face became even more ugly.

Such as mourning a concubine.

"I...I'll make a call!"

Wang Chao gritted his teeth and said.

Now his deposit is only about one billion, which is more than half of the three billion.

I had no choice but to call the old man for help.

Although I feel like I'm going to be taught a bad lesson, I can't let this video go out!

If you lose, you lose, but you lose so badly that even your weapons are thrown out. This is really a shame.

Can lose, but not so humiliatingly!

"Well, hurry up."

Lin Luo said with a smile.

earn! Big profit!

This three billion, is it just about to get it?

Lin Luo, who had just been worried about how to get 300,000 yuan, was also very excited at this time.

And now Lin Luo has a bold idea in his mind.

On the other side, Wang Chao was holding the phone and talking constantly.

His face also became like he wanted to cry.

"How many accounts!"

Wang Chao came over at this time, glared at Lin Luo with gnashing teeth and said.

He is so regretful now that his bowels are blue.

The people of the Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy are really bad.

Being a keyboard warrior is amazing. Damn, the battle is so strong in reality.

Simply.

"Well, this."

Lin Lu also took out his mobile phone and showed Wang Chao the bound bank account.

After Wang Chao entered Lin Luo's account number, he entered the three billion.

When 'confirming payment', my fingers trembled.

It's just as uncomfortable as cutting meat.

Press this down, three billion, and it's gone!

"Come on, sooner or later."

Lin Luo said aside.

Wang Chao glared at Lin Luo viciously, and at this time, he also pressed OK.

Ding!

At this time, there was a crisp sound from Lin Luo's cell phone.

Three billion, here it is!

"you recieved it?"

Wang Chao gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Luo.

"Well, thank you for the three billion."

Lin Luo smiled happily.

"Brother Wang, if you have the opportunity in the future, continue to come to our Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy to play."

Lin Luo patted Wang Chao on the shoulder and laughed.

This is simply more profitable than going to another world!

Three billion, that's it!

Play with your head!

Wang Chao cursed inwardly, but now he didn't dare to show anything on the surface.

After all, in the martial arts world, fists are the last word.

Lin Luo's strength is obviously much stronger than him!

At this time, Wang Chao was about to leave with his sword in hand.

After walking for a distance, he suddenly stopped, then turned to look at Lin Luo.

"This three billion is not so easy to get."

"Well, remember to tell you about the people from Pengcheng Martial Artist Academy, but the seniors, fourth-order Martial Artists, are all welcome to come and challenge."

"If they lose, I'll give them three billion."

"Challenge fee, 100 million."

Lin Luo said with a smile at this time.

This is a good way to make money quickly that Lin Luo just thought of!

At this time, Wang Chao ignored Lin Luo's words and left Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy.

If he stayed any longer, he felt a lot of distress when he thought of the three billion.

"Minister, this Wang Chao has a very big background."

At this moment, Zhang Jianren also came over, hesitated for a while, but still said.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Luo was taken aback.

He only knew that this Wang Chao seemed to be the first among the freshmen of Pengcheng Martial Artist Academy.

"This Wang Chao is from the same city as me."

"His grandfather seems to be an eighth-order peak martial artist."

Eighth-order peak warrior! ?

Hearing this Jianren's words, Lin Luo suddenly froze in his heart.

The eighth-order peak is already considered to be a super strong.

You, just got three billion from the grandson of the eighth-order peak?

"This kind of peak martial artist should not be so stingy to avenge his grandson or something, don't be afraid."

And the descendants of those high-level warriors must be rich.

Lin Luo suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

...

"asshole!"

"The students of Yangcheng Martial Artist Academy dare to cheat my grandson's money!"

At the same time, a white-haired old man on the other side was cursing while drinking tea in the courtyard.

"Lao Jian, people from your academy can do it."

He looked at the other person on the tea table.

Taking a closer look, on the other side of the tea table is Zuo Qiujian.

Besides Zuo Qiujian, there are three other warriors here.

All of them are warriors above the eighth rank!

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

"It's not your grandson, are you going to challenge the first?"

Zuo Qiujian took a small sip of tea and said lightly at this time.

Hearing the content of his call just now, he already knew roughly what was going on.

"Humph!"

When the old man heard Zuo Qiujian's words, he suddenly let out a cold voice.

"Anyway, it's okay to compete with your peers, but we old guys can't interfere."

Zuo Qiu Jian said with a smile.

"Of course I won't."

The old man said coldly.

But he still hurts so much.

Just now, he transferred 2 billion to Wang Chao.