Chapter Thirty-Eight

Silent night, dawn in the blink of an eye.

The next day, just before dawn, a shocking news spread throughout the outer gates of Hengyuezong.

"Have you heard? Ye Chen is going to challenge Qi Hao of Ren Yangfeng."

"real or fake."

"Qi Hao is a real human-element double-level realm."

"Ye Chen has enough to eat!"

Once the news came out, it caused an uproar.

The three main peak disciples died out in the melee at Fengyuntai. Fengyuntai, which had not been calm for a long time, became the place where the meeting of the wind and clouds was once again. The important thing was that the side of the confrontation was Ye Chen, who had been in a lot of trouble.

As a result, some idle disciples have already gone to Fengyuntai to occupy space in advance.

"Despise me, Ren Yangfeng, and punish me." Ren Yangfeng's first Qingyang real person sits on the stone platform, and his words are full of Qi Hao's self-confidence.

"Follow the mission." Under the seat, Qi Hao tossed his robe, showing his elegant demeanor, and the corners of his mouth filled with a playful smile.

"Let's go too." Su Xinyue and a group of disciples immediately followed.

On the other side, under the Wind and Cloud Terrace, the disciples of Hengyue who came to watch the fun had already tacitly gave way, and Ye Chen, who was carrying the Tianque epee, walked in slowly.

"I have lost two peaks in a row before, but I don't know if I can beat Qi Hao this time."

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"Qi Condensation Realm and Human Yuan Realm are not at all levels."

With the chatter all around, Ye Chen was about to step onto the stage, but a figure rushed out of the side and was dragged.

Looking at it subconsciously, Ye Chen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

The person who pulled him was Xiong Er, who was in a particularly embarrassed form. His face was already full of fat, and the old man was swollen on one side, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Looking at the posture, this guy went back and was beaten up by his old man.

"Boy, tell me the truth, you have a good chance of winning." Xiong Er stared at Ye Chen with two small eyes.

"Ten percent."

"Okay!" This fellow Xiong Er really came and went quickly, making Ye Chen a little inexplicable.

Looking back, Ye Chen raised his feet and walked onto the battlefield.

"Come, come, bet, bet more, win more, after this village, there is no such shop."

Ye Chen had just stepped onto the stage when such a voice rang out. starter

Looking closely, it was Xiong Er.

The guy moved a table from somewhere, and there were two signs on the table, one with Ye Chen's name written on it, and the other with Qi Hao's name written on it.

Gambling outside.

Ye Chen saw at a glance what Xiong Er wanted to do.

On weekdays, people who fight on the cloud platform will hang a lot of money and bet something.

As for the audience, those disciples who do not think about cultivating will not be idle. They will come to bet with spirit stones. This is outside gambling. If you are lucky, you may get rich overnight.

"Come on, bet Ye Chen loses ten for one, and Qihao loses ten for one. The less bet, the less the winner, the more bet, the more."

Not to mention, as soon as Xiong Er shouted, the disciples around him rushed over in a swarm.

"Push Qihao."

"I also bet on Qi Hao."

"Qi Hao wins."

bet bet,

It is easy to imagine that without exception, everyone is optimistic about Qi Hao, so that on the side of Qi Hao's victory, the accumulation of spirit stones is high, and the side of Ye Chen's victory is empty.

"Am I so bad?" On the stage, Ye Chen glanced down and couldn't help but feel a little astonished.

However, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it, it will not be refunded."

Xiong Er's shouts resounded throughout Fengyuntai. This fellow is really business-minded. While he was busy at the gambling table, he did not forget to wink at Ye Chen on the stage.

"I made money." Ye Chen seemed to see piles of sparkling spiritual stones.

Zhengchou was short of money to buy Xuangang and Xuantie, so Xiong Er was destined to make a fortune.

Soon, the spirit stones piled up on the gaming table were taller than people. At a glance, there were as many as fifty or sixty thousand.

The disciples who made the bet have also returned to their seats, and each is gearing up for it, and his mother is waiting to collect the money.

"Qihao is here." Soon, the sharp-eyed disciple shouted.

The disciples in the audience all looked in one direction. Qi Hao, wearing a white coat and holding a white fan, was walking slowly, followed by a large group of disciples from Yangfeng, who came to cheer him on.

Under everyone's attention, Qi Hao's mouth was full of playfulness, and he landed on the stage with a graceful demeanor.

"Wow, he's so handsome!" Suddenly, all the female disciples were full of exclamations.

Qi Hao seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, shaking the folding fan gently, with a gentle and refined attitude.

"Senior Brother Qi, beat him up." Before the battle, the disciples of Renyang Peak cheered for Qi Hao with high morale.

"The idea of ​​killing is too heavy, and it will be difficult for you to achieve a positive result in the end," Su Xinyue glanced at Ye Chen disdainfully under the crowd of figures.

On the stage, Qi Hao looked at Ye Chen on the opposite side with a playful look, and joked, "Ye Chen, who gave you the courage to challenge me?"

"Do you feel too good about yourself?" Ye Chen sneered.

"Who, the one named Qi Hao, do you want to bet? If you don't, I'm going to close the game." Below, came the voice of Xiong Er.

"Bet, of course." Gently closing the folding fan, Qi Hao casually dropped a storage bag, "Bet me to win, ten thousand spirit stones."

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant commotion below.

Especially those women were screaming constantly, secretly saying that Qi Hao not only has a good family background, a high cultivation base, and a handsome appearance, but even this shot is also bold, which completely fits the image of Prince Charming in their hearts.

"I'm not as rich as you, Senior Brother Qi, so I'll bet one hundred."

Ye Chen also took action and threw a hundred spirit stones on the gambling table to represent his winning side. His hundred spirit stones were the only one hundred spirit stones.

Seal the plate!

As Xiong Er shouted, he hit the gaming table with a hammer.

"There are foreign bets below, aren't you and I going to bet on anything?" Qi Hao smiled at Ye Chen, his chin couldn't be raised any higher, if it was higher, this guy might be able to soar into the sky.

"I have no money, so I won't bet with you."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"It's not that I'm afraid." Ye Chen picked his ears, "I'll cover you up later, all the valuable things on your body are mine."

"What a big tone." Qi Hao's eyes turned cold, and he immediately set off. He tapped his toes on the ground, and after a few flashes, he was in front of Ye Chen.

"So fast."

"This movement is really mysterious!" Even his opponent, Ye Chen, couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

While speaking, Qi Hao had already deceived himself to the front, raising his hand to form a palm print.

Seeing this, Ye Chen immediately moved the sky tower.

lb!

Ye Chen was knocked back by a palm. He didn't try his best, and he didn't try his best. He made a move to show weakness, just to test Qi Hao's strength.