If you can gamble, why can't you bet?" The disciple who sat in the village asked in a determined tone, as if he had already decided that Ye Fan would definitely lose, and couldn't help but continue to ask: "How much do you bet?"

"What kind of compensation?" Ye Fan was not in a hurry to place a bet, but asked how to pay first.

"This ......" The Zhuang disciple thought slightly, and then said: "Fifty thousand kills half, one hundred thousand kills, and two hundred thousand kills and then doubles." ”

"What do you mean?" Ye Fan hadn't gambled and didn't quite understand the payout rules.

I heard the disciple who sat in the village explained: "Killing half is winning half of the chips on the board, killing is winning all the chips, and killing is to lose double, that is, winning all the chips, and I will pay you another 200,000." ”

Hearing this, Ye Fan suddenly realized that this was what he meant.

"What do you say, which bet?" asked the Zhuang disciple.

"Since you want to bet, then bet big, 200,000!" Ye Fan said directly.

"Two hundred thousand?"

Everyone present couldn't help but gasp, 200,000 This is a huge hand, and ordinary disciples may not be able to take it, who is this Ye Fan?

The disciple sitting in the village was also taken aback, and Chi asked, "Are you sure about 200,000?"

"Sure. Ye Fan replied with great certainty.

"You won't go back?" asked the Zhuang disciple again.

"No, it won't. Ye Fan replied, and then asked, "Will that be a default?"

"Just kidding, I am the famous Zhuang King of Xuantian Sect Guiyuan Sword Valley, Liang Yuesheng is also, but whoever is a banker, there must be a loss, so far I have sat in the village 16,000 times, and I have paid a total of 14 million spirit stones, and I am still missing your hundreds of thousands?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but be taken aback, he didn't expect that this unsightly disciple of the village would have such a bullish past, admiring sixteen million spirit stones?

"He's Liang Yuesheng? It's better to see than to hear!"

"You know?"

"I don't know him, but I've heard of his name, and he's the only son of the Lord of Guiyuan Sword Valley. ”

"I see!"

When Ye Fan heard about Liang Yuesheng's background, he couldn't help but feel relieved, took out 200,000 spirit stones casually, and said, "Put it away, this is 200,000!"

"It's really 200,000?"

"Who is this Ye Fan, it can't be the son of an elder of the Divine Sword Sect, right?"

"It's possible, if you don't have such a deep background, how can you come up with such a large amount of money?"

"But this Ye Fan is really too impulsive, no matter how strong his background is, he can't defeat Yun Xiujian, who is known as a ghost talent in swordsmanship, and his 200,000 yuan will definitely be in vain. ”

"That's it, that's it!"

Everyone said.

At this time, Yun Xiujian, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked, "Brother Liang, can I place a bet?"

"...... Uproar"

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar, and even Liang Yuesheng was surprised, Yun Xiujian actually wanted to participate in the gamble?

Stunned, he heard Liang Yuesheng ask, "I don't know how Senior Brother Yun wants to gamble?"

"Naturally, bet on me to win. Yun Xiujian said noncommittally.

Hearing this, Liang Yuesheng looked a little embarrassed, isn't it a sure thing that Yun Xiujian won?

Yun Xiujian saw Liang Yuesheng's concerns, and couldn't help but say: "My compensation doesn't need to be too much, as long as Ye Fan's 200,000!"

Hearing this, Liang Yuesheng was disappointed for a while, and the emotion Yun Xiujian was a bet on Ye Fancai.

Then, Liang Yuesheng asked, "How many bets is Senior Brother Yun going to make?"

"Not much, four hundred thousand. Yun Xiujian said casually, and then asked, "Is this okay?"

"No problem, 400,000 bets on 200,000, one pays 0.5, reasonable!" Liang Yuesheng said.

"Good. Yun Xiujian responded, then looked at Ye Fan and said, "Brother Ye, I'll be sorry later." ”

For a while, the smell of gunpowder filled the entire Sword Palace, and the two had already ignited their fighting intent before they even started the war.

Ye Fan's face was indifferent, he didn't have stage fright at all because of Yun Xiujian's strength, and he didn't have any fear, as if he was out of it and had nothing to do with him.

"Is there anything else to bet on, the meeting is about to start!" Liang Yuesheng shouted hard.

"I, 30,000, bet on Senior Brother Yun to win. ”

"Fifty thousand, Senior Brother Yun wins. ”

"And me, seventy thousand ......"

These disciples called 30,000, 50,000, and 70,000 were all fellow disciples of Yun Xiujian, one of them was to give Senior Brother Yun a boost, and the other was to take the opportunity to make a profit.

After everyone made a bet, they left the field one after another, ready to start the first round of the competition.

Ye Fan just took a cursory look at the board, excluding his own 200,000, the others added up to almost 800,000, if he won, plus Liang Yuesheng's loss of 200,000, he could almost earn 1 million.

"One million?" Ye Fan sighed a little, for the first time, he felt that it was so easy to make money, when he was a disciple of the outer sect before, he had to dig out his mind to earn a few spirit stones, and now he gambled casually, which was a win or loss of millions.

Of course, the prerequisite is to win, otherwise you won't be able to earn a penny, but you will lose 200,000!

Zhong Lingyu didn't expect Ye Fan to gamble, but she had already placed a bet, so she didn't say much, just said: "Little junior brother, I'll fight later, just do your best, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, that Yun Xiujian actually touched the Xuan-level mid-grade sword intent, it's really surprising, even if you lose, it's nothing." ”

"Defeated?" Ye Fan paused, and then said with a smile: "Senior sister, if it weren't for Yun Xiu's sword touching the Xuan-level mid-grade sword intent, I wouldn't have bothered to place a bet." ”

"Huh?" Zhong Lingyu was stunned, looked at Ye Fan differently, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Senior sister, you'll find out later. Ye Fan said mysteriously.

"This ......" Zhong Lingyu was stunned, and secretly said to himself in his heart: "Could it be that the junior brother has also touched the Xuan-level mid-grade sword intent? It's just that how is this possible? He has only practiced the fourth layer of qi!"

At this time, Elder Yan, who was in charge of the Sword Palace, walked in with the two disciples behind him, followed by one person, none other than Elder Zuo of the Divine Sword Sect who was in charge of supervising the battle.

Elder Zuo specially asked to come to the Sword Palace to supervise the battle, and the implication was self-evident.

When he saw the list of battles on the wall, Elder Zuo nodded slightly in his heart, the price he had paid before was not in vain, and he really arranged Yun Xiujian and Ye Fan together.

"Yun Xiujian, don't let the old man down!" Elder Zuo said to himself secretly.

It turns out that there is another mystery behind this list, it is not random, but it is artificially manipulated, at least Ye Fan is like this against Yun Xiujian.

Elder Yan, who was in charge of presiding over the competition, glanced at everyone, and then said: "Let's distribute the Dingzhen Pearl, the Sword Palace is compared to the kendo talent, not the true yuan, later you will unify the strength at the fourth layer of Qi training, and then I will send a disciple down to check, and when everything is in order, you can start!"

"Why is it the fourth layer of Qi training?"

"You know this, right? Every year, the cultivation is suppressed according to the minimum cultivation of the participants, that is, the minimum cultivation of the participants this year is the fourth level of Qi cultivation. ”

"There are even guys from the fourth layer of Qi cultivation who are here to participate?

"Who else could there be? But it's not Ye Fan who bets on himself to win. ”

"Is he? he's really interesting, the fourth layer of Qi cultivation also dares to bet on himself to win, according to common sense, the fourth layer of Qi cultivation can comprehend the Huang-level mid-grade sword intent at most, right?"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

"Wait and see him make a fool of himself!"

Everyone said their own words, and the two disciples of the Huoyun Sect came down to distribute the Dingzhen Pearl.

(End of chapter)