Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 75

[Chapter 75 Low-key or poor skills]

Just when everyone felt sorry for Liang Feixue, suddenly, an unexpected change that no one expected, and at this moment, a jaw-dropping appearance appeared——

Fatty suddenly stopped dodging.

With the long sword in his hand and Liang Feixue’s head-to-head three moves, he took the opportunity to distance himself, waved his hands hurriedly, and said loudly: “Stop! Stop! Stop fighting, stop fighting, my mother, I can’t do it anymore. , I’m starving to death, I’ll starve to death if I don’t eat, forget it, you won, don’t fight…”

As he spoke, he jumped off the ring.

The crowd watched with amazement. The dead fat man was like a wild dog that had taken off the reins. He couldn’t wait to rush to the rest preparation area of the contestants, and a golden, crispy, enticingly fragrant roast chicken emerged from his bag. It was torn open twice and stuffed frantically into his mouth.

“Your sister…” Ding Hao couldn’t bear the black line on his forehead.

What is this about?

Liang Feixue stood blankly on the ring.

The second child of the [Qiyimeng], who has always been calm and low-key, obviously did not expect that he would finally win the final victory in this way. In the eyes of a pair of phoenixes, there was a look of dumbfounding.

After a brief silence, there was a burst of laughter around the ring.

The disciples of the Yellow Shirt North Court lowered their heads one by one, hoping to find a seam to get in. This fat fat man is really a natural foodie. To lose the chain at this time, this is a shame for the entire Yellow Shirt North Court. Ah, what a shame, what a shame!

I’ve been with this foodie [Jiao Buli Meng, Meng Bulijiao] the beautiful young Lin Xin, who is also sitting in the rest area at this time, staring at the fat man with fierce eyes, a pair of “cutting the ground, cutting the robe and breaking the righteousness, from now on I will I don’t know this fat man’s expression.

“The White Shirt Intermediate Court, Liang Feixue wins!”

The referee loudly announced the outcome of the final battle.

This competition is undoubtedly the most bizarre one since the competition of the Fifth Academy. People may have expected the ending, but they absolutely did not expect the process, let alone the factor that ultimately determined the outcome of the game. ” This is the most unreasonable reason.

The disciples in the white shirt courtyard cheered and greeted Liang Feixue.

Liang Feixue’s victory brought the White Shirt Intermediate Court one step closer to the beautiful goal of “the two players from our school join forces in the final”.

As for Li Muyun?

Although Ding Hao is also very powerful, almost no one thinks that this mysterious and king-like leader of the [Qiyi League] will lose.

Because Li Muyun has absolute strength.

“I made a bet, I made a bet, the five-academy competition, Li Muyun vs Ding Hao, there is still an incense stick of time before the competition starts, so I’m sure to leave…”

In some hidden corners on the periphery of the Yanwu District, such voices were constantly heard.

Some people secretly set up gambling games, taking the five-academy competition as an opportunity to make money, which indeed attracted many registered disciples and even outer and inner disciples to participate, and the business was booming.

Of course, the banker who can organize such a gambling game is at least an inner disciple of Wen Jianzong, with a prominent identity and credibility.

Although Wen Jianzong is absolutely generous to the disciples and provides various cultivation resources, the resources needed to cultivate martial arts are huge and limitless. Almost any martial arts expert is piled up with money and resources. Poor people and loose practitioners think It’s really hard to get ahead.

Passing various assessments in the sect, setting up gambling games, and collecting money is one of the favorite ways for many inner sect disciples.

Moreover, the rules of the sect do not prohibit gambling.

“Hey, there’s still a stick of incense, Senior Brother Ding’s game is about to start, why are you pulling me here?” Zhang Fan looked at Wang Xiaoqi dissatisfiedly, and the two of them walked sneakily in the crowd.

“Hey, of course I’m here to make a fortune.” Wang Xiaoqi laughed, his eyes moving back and forth on several stalls to observe.

Zhang Fan heard the words and cautiously suggested: “You want to bet? Don’t lose money when the time comes.”

“Bah, bah, how can I pay?” Wang Xiaoqi had already selected the largest stall, squeezed in, and said very familiarly: “Boss, tell me the odds, who is Senior Brother Ding or Senior Brother Li? higher odds?”

“Ding Hao loses 10, Li Muyun loses 1.5, buy it and leave!” The stall owner greeted warmly.

Zhang Fan asked vaguely, “Uh? What do you mean?”

The feelings of this Orion boy are too simple, and he has no idea what the odds are.

Wang Xiaoqi patiently explained a few words, and Zhang Fan suddenly said angrily: “What? Look down on Senior Brother Ding? The odds are so high? Xiaoqi, let’s beat Senior Brother Ding. How much money do you have?”

Wang Xiaoqi was stunned, he didn’t expect the young Orion to change so quickly, and immediately took out a few golden tickets and a lot of golden leaves from his arms, threw them on the stall, and shouted: “Gold 10,000 taels, press Ding Hao win!”

Zhang Fan and the people around him took a deep breath.

One thousand two?

This shot is too generous, isn’t it?

The stall owner’s smiling eyes narrowed into a flower: “This brother is so generous. Ask Jianzong about the golden ticket? No problem, it’s exactly 10,000 taels. This is the bet certificate, you can take it!”

Wang Xiaoqi enjoyed the shocked gazes around him, and took away the credentials triumphantly.

Zhang Fan’s affection for him suddenly increased greatly: “Xiao Qi, it turns out that you also have such confidence in Senior Brother Ding. I also believe that Senior Brother Ding will definitely win, and then you will be rich.”

Wang Xiaoqi smiled and said, “It’s not me, it’s us, and Senior Brother Ding, if we win the money, we will share it equally.”

Zhang Fan was taken aback: “How can this work? I haven’t paid a tael of silver…”

“I’ll do it if I say it.” Wang Xiaoqi pulled Zhang Fan out and urged him involuntarily: “Go back quickly, Senior Brother Ding’s game is about to start, we must cheer for Senior Brother Ding.”

“Okay.” When it came to this matter, Zhang Fan was also anxious.

“Ouch, oops…” After walking a few steps, Wang Xiaoqi suddenly hugged his stomach: “No way, my stomach hurts, I want to have diarrhea, go back and cheer for Brother Ding first, I’ll go to the toilet, I’ll come later …”

Zhang Fan did not suspect him, so he ordered, separated the crowd, and walked towards the No. 1 arena.

Seeing Zhang Fan walking away, Wang Xiaoqi smiled and returned to the previous stall vigorously. Under the shocked and envious eyes of everyone, he threw another 30,000 taels of gold and laughed loudly: “Quick, quick, 30,000 taels. , press Senior Brother Li Muyun to win, boss, give me the credentials!”

After a while, Wang Xiaoqi walked out of the crowd with a smile.

“Hey, Senior Brother Ding, although I also believe in you, businessmen, you can’t hang yourself from a tree. I’m also trying to make money. When I make money, everyone will share it. Don’t blame me for treating you. Not confident.”

With that said, put away the credentials and ran towards the No. 1 arena.