"Gambling? You have a good idea!!!" Zhao Yiming frowned and sneered in his heart. Yang Fan in the early stage of the sixth layer was strong, and the Kaiyang line of handyman disciples were rare opponents, but compared Qin Fenglai, one of the three great masters, still has a big gap. If he really agreed to this bet, he would have no chance of winning at all.
Just as Zhao Yiming organized the language and was about to refuse, Chen Jianhua spoke again, "I think of how heroic Senior Brother Zhao was back then. I don't think that when I reach middle age, I don't even dare to accept this small bet. It's sad! It’s so heartbreaking!!!” He said, shaking his head and shaking his head, and from time to time he covered his chest, with a distressed expression on his face, “Fine! Let’s be a junior, I didn’t say anything, this bet is over. !!!"
"Senior Brother Chen wait a minute, this bet is accepted for my brother!!!"
Don't fight for the steamed buns, even if he knows he is losing, he will never allow Chen Jianhua to show off his power on his head! ! !
"Good! Good! Good! This is the Senior Brother Zhao I know!!!" Chen Jianhua narrowed his eyes and flashed a hint of triumphant success, "Since it is a gambling battle, naturally a little bit of money is indispensable..."
"Come on!!!" Zhao Yiming's heart sank slightly, he knew that this gambling would never be that simple.
"Small gambling to be happy, big gambling to hurt the body, Brother Chen, in this way, we just want to take ten spiritual stones to play with!!!"
Hearing that, Zhao Yiming's chest undulated violently like a bellows, and his eyes were about to breathe fire. Chen Jianhua said lightly and took ten spiritual stones to play with. The facts are not like that at all. The spiritual stones are the crystallization of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is an indispensable thing for high-ranking warriors to practice, and it is also a common currency for high-ranking warriors. For a third-class miscellaneous peak master like him, the sect will only give him a spiritual stone a year, plus other income. , It was the limit to be able to get three spirit stones in one year. Excluding the daily practice needs, he had almost half of his savings! ! !
"Senior Brother Zhao, as the chief of Yifeng, ten spirit stones in a mere trivial amount should be considered nothing!!!"
"Okay! Ten spiritual stones are ten spiritual stones!!!"
Zhao Yiming's heart was dripping blood, but he gritted his teeth and responded. If you lose, you won't lose the battle. When things have reached this point, he can't tolerate any regrets again! ! !
"Okay! Senior Brother Zhao is majestic, so that's it!!!" Chen Jianhua yelled, but a flash of pride flashed in his heart.
Seeing Chen Jianhua walking away, Zhao Yiming, who calmed down, immediately regretted it. He was really crazy, so why did he agree to this bet? With Qin Feng, I have no chance of winning this bet. Ten spirit stones, that is most of my savings, impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil! ! !
"Junior Brother Yang, this seat will depend on you next. As long as we can defeat that Qin Feng, this seat will definitely not treat you badly!" Zhao Yiming turned his eyes and looked at Yang Fan solemnly. Regret is also in vain, he can only hope that Yang Fan can create another miracle.
"Is one of the three outstanding Qin Feng?" Yu Guang glanced at the Qin Feng who was like a group of chickens, and Yang Fan solemnly said, "Master, I will do my best!!!"
Without saying too much, Qin Feng, one of the three great masters, is not easy to provoke, even with his equal names, Sima Yun and Leng Rushuang, they dare not say that he can win Qin Feng! ! !
"Junior Brother Yang, try your best!!!" Zhao Yiming nodded lightly, but didn't say anything that Yang Fan must beat Yuyang Peak. He also understood in his heart that it is possible to compete in the top ten with Yang Fan's strength. , But wanting to compete with people of the eighth grade bloodline like Sanjie is a bit whimsical! ! !
The difference between the 8th-Rank bloodline and the 9th-Rank bloodline, the difference between the first-grade bloodline is very different. Any 8th-Rank bloodline has five times the strength of the 9th-Rank bloodline of the fellow practitioners, and it is like a challenge to them. Eating and drinking are generally simple, that's a real genius! ! !
At the other end, Chen Jianhua walked tens of feet away at a brisk pace, and directed at Qin Feng, who was shining like a star in the sky, that attracted the attention of the world. He smiled lightly, "Junior Brother Qin, it's up to you next!!" !"
The air is a little respectful, and there is a faint fascination. Qin Feng is not an ordinary handyman, but the first genius of their Yuyang Peak. In the future, they are destined to condense the spiritual bones and enter the top genius of the bone-forging realm, beyond him. , But it's just a matter of time. If he doesn't know when, he will have to rely on Qin Feng.
Hearing this, Qin Feng didn't say much, but casually glanced at Yang Fan, and a deep disdain was drawn in his deep black eyes, thinking that he could challenge himself by the same cultivation level as himself? Really naive! ! !
next moment... ..
Qin Feng's gaze turned, and he wandered over Leng Rushuang and Sima Yun. Among the thousands of handyman disciples on the field, he could be the opponent of Qin Feng. Only these two, and the others, were destined to be only the footsteps of their three masters. Footstone! ! !
Soon, just half an hour later, Kaiyang Peak’s hundreds of handyman peak rushing disciples arrived one after another. The number of people was nearly two thousand. At this moment, they climbed under the Tianfeng Peak. It can be said that there are many people, and Zhao Yiming, Chen Jianhua, etc. The peak masters have already left the scene one after another, retreating to the side! ! !
at this time... ... .
"Does the various peak handyman disciples have all been present?" A voice that could be called a great voice came from midair.
Suddenly, at the foot of the mountain, thousands of handyman disciples, including Yang Fan, all felt a powerful spiritual power emanating, and this spiritual power almost enveloped the area of several miles. among them.
Yang Fan couldn't help but look up, suddenly horrified.
I saw that in the middle of the sky, there was a person stepping into the air. This was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed in white and floated like a cloud. The breath on his body was unpredictable. There is a natural trace of returning to innocence. His steps seemed very indifferent, with a leisurely pace, but steady, slow and majestic, the sky and the ground, suddenly filled with a huge pressure, making people breathless.
"I... Walk in the air, this... This is a bone-forging realm martial artist, horrible... It is really horrible, this person is spiritually able to Suppress me directly, suppress me stubbornly, so that I don’t even have a chance to resist. This is the difference in life level, it is simply a difference between clouds and mud. I can't be his opponent. Even if all the cards burst out, it will be ten thousand. Wan can't be his opponent. No, to be precise, he can easily crush me by just moving his fingers..." After the shock, Yang Fan felt bitter in his heart, "in his eyes. Here, I'm afraid that the handyman disciple is not much better than the ignorant ant..."