Ye Mingxin said okay, the leader has taken a fancy to his spiritual mine, so no wonder he suddenly jumped up and taunted him, but is he so confident in himself? Although he was slandering in his heart, he felt that if he won this battle, although the Yin Yang Sect was not worthy of giving him all the spiritual mines, at least part of it would be discounted. How could he give up such a huge sum of money
When You Tianxian said "hey", he sneered: "Twenty billion in lottery is not a small amount, so our Spirit Sword Sect needs to change people." After saying this, he waved his hand, and a young man came out. This young man had a pale golden face, and a strong sword energy shot straight into the sky.
As soon as he saw this young man, Yi Xiantian frowned and said, "Spirit sword bloodline?"
You Tianxian smiled "hehe": "That's right! This is Yan Chitian, a disciple of our sect. He is a high-grade holy body with the bloodline of the Spirit Sword. He has already mastered the 'Spirit Sword'."
Ye Ming frowned slightly. Bei Ming told him that "Spirit Sword" is the secret method of suppressing the Sword Sect, a special method of manipulating sword pills. Zhao Tianyi, who originally wanted to gather Sulan's sword pool, is of the Spirit Sword bloodline, but Zhao Tianyi's bloodline concentration is obviously not comparable to that of Yan Chitian in front of him. And he knew that this Spirit Sword Sect had always been close to Jianchi, so there was no guarantee that this Yan Chitian was not someone sent by Jianchi.
"Bei Ming, suppress my strength to 50%. I feel that he is difficult to deal with." He secretly confessed to Bei Ming, and immediately felt his body light up. With 50% strength, he was confident of defeating the opponent.
Yi Xiantian and Fu Taixu were both a little surprised, but the words had been spoken and it was impossible to go back on their words at this time. Doing so would definitely be ridiculed by all forces.
"Ye Ming, don't be careless. The spirit sword methods of the Spirit Sword Sect are extremely difficult to practice, but once they are mastered, their power is very terrifying." Yi Xiantian said secretly, "If you lose, just admit defeat."
Fu Taixu also sent a message: "I was a little careless this time. I didn't expect that the Spirit Sword Sect has such a genius. But don't worry, just try your best. If you lose, don't hold on, just admit defeat."
Ye Ming felt warm in his heart. Neither the master nor the leader obviously valued the 18 billion, but were more concerned about his safety. He nodded: "I understand." He didn't say anything because he wanted to prove everything with actions.
The person who presided over the sword fighting meeting was an elder from Jianchi. He said loudly: "Yan Chitian, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, challenges Ye Ming, a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect!"
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding metal platforms scattered around, leaving only the one where Ye Ming and Yan Chitian were, which would be the place where they fought. According to the rules, neither person in the sword fight is allowed to leave the stage. If they leave the stage during the fight, they will lose.
The people from the Yin Yang Sect and the Spirit Sword Sect also left, leaving only Ye Ming.
Yan Chitian's people are as sharp and ruthless as swords. He looked at Ye Ming expressionlessly and said: "I am an eighth-level martial artist. I shouldn't challenge a weak person like you. But it's about a price of 20 billion." Spirit Mine, I have to take action."
Ye Ming smiled "hehe": "Please don't have any psychological burden. Although your realm is higher than mine, you will still lose. I will accept that spiritual mine. I would like to thank you Spirit Sword Sect in advance. You are all Good people."
These words made Yan Chitian, who was cold-faced and cold-hearted, very angry. He shook his head slightly: "You are so stubborn, don't you know that many people will die in the Sword Fighting Club of the World?"
"Of course I know, so you must be careful." Ye Ming put away his smile and his expression became serious.
The two men drew their swords at the same time. Ye Ming did not use the Xuantian sword, but the Dragon Armor sword. Yan Chitian also held a sword in his hand, which was gleaming with cold light and filled with cold air. The two men were about a hundred meters apart and faced each other coldly.
"brush!"
Suddenly, both people moved, in no particular order. Two phantoms instantly occupied the entire stage, and two head-sized sword lights clashed back and forth, making dense sounds.
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action. As soon as he got started, Ye Ming knew that the opponent was very strong, not much weaker than him at 50% strength. If he wants to defeat the opponent, he must go all out and perform exceptionally. Compressing 50% of his strength means that his speed, strength, reaction, etc. are all weakened. But even so, he still has confidence. This confidence comes from his understanding of the sword, and from the perfection he has achieved in every small realm.
In fact, Yan Chitian was more shocked than Ye Ming, and even said that the pressure was huge. He felt that if he wanted to defeat Ye Ming, he might have to use the spirit sword. Originally, he thought that if an eighth-level martial artist faced a first-level martial artist, he could win with just the sword in his hand. But now it seems that it is simply impossible. Ye Ming's swordsmanship had no flaws in his feeling, giving him a huge sense of oppression.
Soon a hundred moves passed, Ye Ming's advantage gradually accumulated, and the sword light became more and more brilliant. It had gradually suppressed Yan Chitian's sword light, leaving only a ball as big as a fist spinning around. If he didn't use the spirit sword, he would be defeated after thirty or fifty moves at most.
"Break it!" Yan Chitian suddenly shouted loudly, and the sword light shot out, bursting out with terrifying combat power, forcing Ye Ming's sword light away in one fell swoop. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out a sword light, as fast as lightning and as thin as a tail finger, and shot towards Ye Ming's eyebrows.
Beiming told Ye Ming that the spirit sword of the Spirit Sword Sect is a miraculous skill achieved by refining Gengjin Qi into the lungs and supplemented by secret techniques. This technique is derived from the sword-immortal cultivation method in the immortal civilization and has a rather extraordinary origin.
That sword light was so fast, at least three times the speed of sound, and it arrived in an instant. Ye Ming took his time and drew a circle in the air with the dragon armor sword. Gang Jin magically drew patterns in the air and condensed into a confinement array. The sword light rushed into the circle and immediately slowed down.
Just like this, Ye Ming waved his sword and drew a dozen circles in a row while retreating. Big snares and small snares, one after another. After the sword light passed through the ten confinement circles, its speed had become slower than a snail, twisting and changing, making it difficult to advance.
Ye Ming laughed "haha" and swung his sword a little. Under the strong vibration, the sword light exploded with a "collapse" and was annihilated.
Yan Chitian's strength was entrusted in the spiritual sword. When the spiritual sword was broken, his face suddenly turned pale and he received a serious backlash.
"You... what kind of swordsmanship are you doing?" Yan Chitian was shocked and angry, and there was even a trace of fear deep in his heart. He realized that the spiritual mine might not be saved. How should he explain it to the leader
Ye Ming had no time to answer his question. He moved his body and divided it into two, two into four, and four into eight. It was as if eight people had formed a killing formation, trapping Yan Chitian in one fell swoop. Yan Chitian only has one sword, and he can only use his long life to resist at this moment. But his momentum was already weak, and he was slightly injured, so he couldn't hold on anymore.
After a few breaths, he groaned, and dozens of small blood holes exploded all over his body, and blood continued to flow out.
"I surrender." Feeling Ye Ming's deadly sword light, he shouted quickly.
Ye Ming put away his sword and retreated, cupped his hands and said: "I accept."
You Tianxian could hardly believe his eyes. Yan Chitian was a genius of the Sword Spirit Sect. He went to Jianchi for further study for a period of time. His qualifications were better than most of the saints of Jianchi. You Tianxian even felt that when he was young, he was not as good as Yan Chitian today. There is no reason for such a talented disciple not to win against a martial artist who is seven levels weaker than him.
But the reality is that Yan Chitian actually lost, completely! A spiritual mine just disappeared
Fu Taixu laughed "haha" and said with cupped hands: "Brother You must know that our Yin Yang Sect is short of money recently, otherwise how could we give up a spiritual mine? Thank you very much, Taixu!"
You Tianxian's face turned red and white for a while. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, only a wry smile. Fortunately, he is also an upright person, and he can only admit this kind of thing by pinching his nose without regretting it. He said: "The spiritual mine is located in Cang Kingdom. Your Yin and Yang Sect should take over it as soon as possible!"
Yi Xiantian was very happy, patted Ye Ming on the shoulder, and said through a message: "It's hard for you to handle this spiritual mine alone. How about the Yin Yang Sect give it to you?"
Ye Ming had expected this, so he asked: "Master, how much can I give?" He had no intention of really asking for 20 billion. Even if the Yin and Yang Sect was willing to give it, he couldn't take it all, otherwise he would be too greedy. .
Yi Xiantian said: "Of course it's 18 billion, but you can't claim all of it. As for how much to keep, you decide for yourself. My teacher's advice is to keep 5 billion."
Ye Ming blinked and said: "Master, I don't want any of this 18 billion. But I have a request, I hope I can become a shareholder of Tongli Bank." With that, he talked about the matter of Tongli Bank. This Tongli Bank belongs to the Yin Yang Sect in principle. Although Ye Ming can receive dividends, he cannot hold shares.
Yi Xiantian turned to discuss with Fu Taixu for a while, and the latter said: "Of course. Since you don't want the lottery, then the church will allocate you another 8 billion. Counting the 12 billion you managed before, we can make up two billion." Ten billion. For these twenty billion, don’t do other businesses, just focus on banking. As for the shares, how many do you want?”
Ye Mingxin said that I gave up 18 billion and should get 60% of the shares. However, he also understood that this bank relied on the Yin Yang Sect to grow, so he said: "Disciples don't dare to be greedy for more, I only want 30% of the shares. As for the dividends as the wealth-recruiting elder, I don't want it."
Fu Taixu was very satisfied and felt that Ye Ming was a really sensible kid. He immediately smiled and said: "Okay, from now on Tongli Bank will own 30% of your shares. I will give you a certificate after I go back."
Ye Ming was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.
Yi Xiantian asked: "Would it be too much of a disadvantage to ask for 30% of the shares? I can help you get an additional 10% as a teacher?"
Ye Ming thought that the master did not see the great future of this bank, otherwise he would never say so. The power of the Yin Yang Sect is mainly in Dong Qi. He has investigated the resources of Dong Qi, which covers a vast area and has a total population of about 30 to 40 billion people. With so many people, even if each person deposited three or five God of War coins with him, he would still have hundreds of billions in cash.
Cang Kingdom, which is adjacent to Dong Qi, will be the next development target. Cang Kingdom is very narrow and long, with a widest point of 100,000 miles. Its area is nearly five times that of Cang Kingdom, and its population is more than 200 billion. As long as Tongli Bank can seize these two countries, the profits will be astonishing.
Ye Ming was thinking about the future when he heard a voice: "Tongtian Shentu Hongtao, challenge the Yin and Yang Sect Ye Ming!"
I saw the huge wave coming from a distance and slowly stopping in front of Ye Ming. There was a strong evil spirit between his eyebrows.
Ye Ming looked at the other party, and the other party also looked at Ye Ming.
"Did you defeat my brother Hong Shang?" Hong Tao asked, his voice was cold and a strong sense of oppression was approaching.
Ye Ming then turned around and asked Yi Xiantian: "Master, how many cities do we have?" He asked very seriously.
Yi Xiantian glanced at Fu Taixu, who squinted his eyes and said nothing.
Yi Xiantian said calmly: "Three cities!"