There are seven days of rest this time.
Jiang Zizai looked at the profiles of the participants, and he found that he really underestimated the young strong men of the Life and Death Talisman Sect.
In the Wanfu meeting, there are quite a few people stronger than him.
Tian Ya also came over to analyze it, and said, "According to your current strength, it is impossible to enter the top four in the second stage."
If you can't make it to the top four, then you must have no chance with 'Wu Sheng Talisman'.
In terms of feeling, it is even more difficult to obtain the 'Wu Sheng Talisman' than becoming the Immemorial Son of God.
The Immemorial God Sons are at least the same age, and almost all the competitors this time are over twenty-three years old.
There is no age unfairness, no genius.
So as long as he has a little time, he will do his best to improve himself, working hard in many aspects such as talismans, realms, and battle tactics.
"If you miss this opportunity and fail to get the Wusheng Talisman, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life."
"Daddy, come and play." Ling Dang was innocent and lively, apart from missing her mother, she had no worries at all...
"Playing with your pig's head." Jiang Zizai let her crawl around on Herring Island, and occasionally transformed into a little white dragon, rushing into the sea of talismans to play with those talismans.
He put all his heart and soul into condensing the fifth god seal 'Bull God Seal'.
Six days later, the next round of competition will start tomorrow, and he walks around Fuhai with the bell to relax.
"Go to Ye Zi."
He was asked to come to Qingyu Island to play before, but he didn't come all day.
Ye Zi was not treated like Jiang Zizai on Qiongguang Island. There were seven or eight undead symbols on the island.
"Where's Ye Zi?" Jiang Zizi fell down.
"Not here, I just met him on the road, he seems to be a little bit wrong, very angry." One of the teenagers said.
They are big and small, the big one is close to twenty-five years old, and the young one is only thirteen or fourteen years old.
"Angry?" Jiang Zizai asked.
"I asked him what's wrong? He said it's okay, but I think something is wrong." The boy said.
"Where did he go?"
The young man thought for a while, and said, "Maybe it's in the direction of 'Fantasy Island'. It's Ning Fan's place. That Ning Fan always bullies him."
They are also relatively powerless to say that Ye Zi is already the first genius in the Immortal Talisman, and Ning Fan is not ranked in the Inanimate Talisman, but they just keep bullying him.
"Thank you."
Jiang Zizai had just arrived, and he didn't have any friends. He originally wanted to chat with Ye Zi and get acquainted with the Life and Death Talisman School, but he was not there.
"Forget it, let's go and have a look."
He originally decided to go back to Herring Island, but he remembered the conversation they had when they met Ning Fan last time. If he went to Fanchen Island in anger, he would definitely suffer.
"Lead me the way." Jiang Zizai used a flying talisman to pull the talking boy up.
"Flying talisman?" The young man was a little in awe of Jiang Zizai. After all, he was famous, but he was still very honest and brought Jiang Zizai to the vicinity of Fanchen Island.
Before arriving, Jiang Zizai heard voices over there.
"Daddy, they bullied Uncle Ye." Ling Dang said angrily, her eyes were quite good.
Jiang Zizai asked the young man to go back first, and he landed directly on the Fanchen Island, which is very big and has many palaces built on it.
In front of a hall, there are four or five young people gathered together.
Among them, there seemed to be a young man in white who was pinned to the ground.
"Drink. I would like to bet and admit defeat." The young man in the lead is Ning Fan. He is twenty-four years old, not too young, and one year older than Jiang Junjian.
He grabbed the back of Ye Zi's neck with one hand, and several other youths held down Ye Zi's hands and feet, pressing him firmly to the ground, unable to move.
A boy raised Ye Zi's head and squeezed his mouth open. Ning Fan held a large bowl in his hand, which was full of muddy liquid.
"Last time I let you drink a drop, which is considered cheap for you. This time, it is for five people. You have to drink it to show your masculinity, Ye Zi." Ning Fan smiled, picked up the bowl and said To fall down.
Suddenly, Jiang Zizai fell beside him, holding a little girl filled with righteous indignation in his arms.
Ye Zi's face was livid, his eyes were blood red, and he was struggling. Those red eyes stared at Ning Fan, and he growled, "I will never be at odds with you for the rest of my life!"
"Okay, stop bragging." Ning Fan reached out and patted his face, saying, "You lost the bet, so you can't blame others."
He raised his head to look at Jiang Zizai, and said with a smile: "This guy came to trouble me for no reason. I asked him if he dared to gamble again, and he agreed. Unfortunately, he still lost. If he loses, he will accept it. Drink what you agree to drink, Jiang Zizai, don’t you agree? This is the spirit of the contract.”
"You're insidious and cunning! Sister Shen Hua won't forgive you!" Ye Zi struggled and said angrily. He had never seen such an obedient person like him so angry at this moment.
Ning Fan was too lazy to talk to him, he smiled and asked Jiang Zizai, "Do you have any objections?"
Jiang Zizai didn't know what happened, but that didn't matter. But his character is to meddle in other people's business. He used to hang out in Da Jiang Wangcheng, where there was injustice, there was his little prince.
Bullying others is a fart.
He smiled slightly and said: "I have an opinion. You have a large number of people. No one saw the bet just now. I don't know whether it is fair. I will gamble with you again. If I lose, this bowl of 'fine milk and jade liquid' , I did it."
The five of them were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing.
"Ning Fan, it seems a bit interesting to let the Primordial God Son drink the 'fine nectar and jade liquid' from five of us and pass it on."
"Why don't you have a game with him?"
The name of the Immemorial Son of God is still too great after all. He is from Shenzong, so there will inevitably be many people who want to compare him.
Who would want an outsider to suddenly barge in and claim to fight for the Wusheng Talisman
Who would want an outsider to suddenly break in and steal the limelight of the Inanimate Talisman
In their eyes, Jiang Zizai is still the son of the ancient god, not a native of their Fuzong.
Ning Fan thought about it and asked Jiang Zizai: "What if I lose?"
"That's naturally showing your pride, and I'm bored." Jiang Zizai smiled.
Ning Fan glanced at the bowl in his hand, handed it to the young man next to him, and said: "Hold it steady, don't spill it."
"Daddy, what's in the bowl?" Bell asked curiously.
"It's a special kind of fine wine." Jiang Zizai didn't want to use it to tarnish the heart of the child because of the darkness and shamelessness of this world.
At this time, Ning Fan released Ye Zi, and Ye Zi broke free. This signal is very obvious, indicating that Ning Fan has agreed.
The same bowl of food, let Ye Zi drink it, or let Jiang Zizi drink it, the sense of accomplishment is different. Compared to Ye Zi, it was obviously more fun to humiliate Jiang Zizai.
"Jiang Zizai..." Ye Zi tensed up, wanting to advise.
"Stop talking, just watch." Jiang Zizai patted him on the shoulder, pressing back what he was about to say.
"He is the son of 'Fu Jiang' Ning Xueyu, and he is surrounded by gods. Even if he loses, he won't drink. He is famous for his inconsistency!" Ye Zi said.
"Yeah?"
Jiang Zizai let him hold the bell and walked forward.
"So, what is the mode of gambling?"
"There is no mode, just fight directly." Jiang Zizai said.