Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 163

[Chapter 163: One Hundred Thousand Purple Gold Light Bet]

This monk actually recognizes the master?

Princess Long was slightly surprised. Recently, most of the masters are like clouds, and no one pays attention to those who are slightly less famous, let alone a rising star like Shen Zhenyi.

Monk Wumeng can recognize the third son of Shen just by looking at it, which shows that he has put a lot of effort into this betting game.

“I am Shen San of Abandoned Sword Villa.”

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly, opened his eyes, and glanced at Monk Wumeng. The monk seemed to feel some discomfort, so he turned his side and said with a dry smile: “Shen San Gongzi is really hidden, this kind of cultivation is the leader of the pursuit of the Nine Zen Heaven Dou Arena, and it may not have no chance, it’s a shame that people in the world are ignorant. , I don’t even know.”

Shen Zhenyi said casually, “Isn’t that the case with Master?”

This monk is actually very powerful?

Chu Huoluo was startled, and what she said from her master’s mouth should not be fake. But she looked at it from side to side, and didn’t see anything remarkable about this unremarkable monk.

The monk laughed twice, shaking his head like a rattle, “The poor monk is an outsider, trying to gain fame and fortune is like dung, how can he fight for the top spot?”

“Taking fame and fortune as dung, you still open gambling?”

Chu Huoluo couldn’t help but pouted and mocked him.

The monk frowned, rubbed his bald head with a smile, and said, “That’s also for a living, so I have to be an ear.”

Chu Huoluo was speechless, earning this kind of unscrupulous money, but also embarrassed to say that it was for a living, it really made people speechless.

Shen Zhenyi ignored him and said casually, “Master is here, what do you want to talk to me about?”

Monk Wumeng suddenly became energetic, and nodded again and again: “The poor monk is in the peripheral business of betting, so naturally he wants to see the quality of the dark horse who participated in the Jiuchan Tiandou arena this time. If you can cooperate, you can make a lot of money. Full bowl.”

He paused for a while, smiled like a weasel who saw a chick, looked at Shen Zhenyi and said, “I saw the third son today, I already know that you are definitely the darkest dark horse, and others don’t need to look at it. Ken deliberately keeps a low profile, cooperates with the poor monk’s publicity, and reduces the odds, we can at least earn him several million taels of purple gold.”

Chu Huoluo and Princess Long breathed a sigh of relief, these people in the world of eight repairs actually gambled so much?

Now the Abandoned Sword Mountain Zhuang family has a great business, but the normal annual income is far less than this amount.

“good.”

Shen Zhenyi didn’t ask for more details, but she agreed.

He turned back and asked Princess Long: “We went out this time, how much entanglement we brought, and I will take it all by myself.”

You are so confident in yourself!

Princess Long smiled wryly, nodded and said, “Old Zhuangzhu is afraid that you won’t have enough money to spend when you go out, so I brought one hundred thousand taels of purple gold.

Apart from the cost of the ground dragon car, the inn, and the food, Shen Zhenyi spent almost nothing, not even a hundred thousand taels of purple gold.

“It’s all down.”

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care about the money either, and made a bet in one go.

Monk Wumeng whistled and said in admiration: “San Gongziguo is very personable and generous! Since I am willing to pay so much, I have to spend a little effort, no matter what, I have to get the odds up to 100, son. This time, I will definitely earn 10 million taels of purple gold!”

He thought for a while, and then said, “But this money doesn’t need to be wagered at one time. Let’s double it round by round, and then lower the odds to get more profit.”

Shen Zhenyi didn’t care, “I don’t care about those trivial things, I will hand over the money to you, you just do it.”

He motioned to the Dragon Princess to give the 100,000 taels of purple gold to Monk Wumeng.

Rao is the Dragon Princess and the Princess of the Dragon Clan. He has seen countless wealth, but he can’t help but be surprised – Master’s handwriting is too great!

Can this monk be trusted?

The action of Lord Long handing over the golden ticket was a little hesitant. Monk Wumeng was welcome. He jumped up and grabbed the golden ticket into his arms, and walked away with a smile.

“Master!”

Chu Huoluo was stunned, “Aren’t you afraid he’s a liar?”

That is one hundred thousand taels of purple gold! The huge amount of wealth that ordinary people can’t spend in a hundred lifetimes is enough to smash a real-life warrior out, but the master gave it to someone else casually?

Shen Zhenyi smiled and said nothing.

Princess Long quietly pulled La Chu Huoluo, “When did you see Master and miss people?”

In her mind, Shen Zhenyi was just like a god, of course he couldn’t be wrong.

Chu Huoluo thought so, and also felt that it was the truth. Anyway, all the money was given and everyone left.

For the next few days, Monk Wumeng didn’t even show his face, but the wind of peripheral gambling gradually blew up.

This time, there were about 100 people who were able to enter the main competition in the Nine Zen Heaven Dou Arena.

Among them, the elders of the eight sects in the world, as well as some well-known hidden old monsters, have higher odds, and the next best are the masters who became famous more than a hundred years ago. As for those new talents, most of them are just accompanying them.

Shen Zhenyi is very inconspicuous, and among these new talents, the odds are the lowest.

His opponent in the first battle was the elder of the God of Fish Sect among the eight sects in the world. He had not lived in the world for two hundred years and had already broken through the eighth level of the real world. People are optimistic about Shen Zhenyi.

An elder from the Twelve Swords Tower also came to participate in the arena, and Shen Zhenshan specially sent someone to greet Shen Zhenyi.

“The sect master said that the third son’s participation in the Jiuchan Tiandou arena is to see the world. Anyway, you are still young, and you have the opportunity to wait for the next arena.

Once every four hundred years, Shen Zhenyi might still be able to wait.

Chong Shan would not have let go of this arena, but after he discovered the hidden danger of sword qi, he was practicing in seclusion in order to make a breakthrough, and this time he regretted giving up.

If the sword qi hidden danger can be removed, Shen Zhongshan should be able to break through to the ninth level of the real world – his lifespan can also be increased, and he can successfully keep it and wear the twelve sword towers to Shen Zhenyi.

Shen Zhenyi has already regarded Shen Zhenyi as his descendant, both of his sons are dead, and Shen Zhenyi is better than them both.

Shen Zhenyi was noncommittal about the concerns and suggestions of the Twelve Swords Tower.

How others see it, how to judge his victory or defeat, has no meaning to him.

He only knew one thing.

Here, there is no match for him yet.