Chapter 13 Gambling on life
"What? The new intern disciple who only has a heavy condensation wants to challenge Zhao Long?"
"That kid is fat enough!"
The news of Ye Chen's challenge to Zhao Long of Diyang Peak spread, causing an uproar in the outer gate of the Hengyue Sect in an instant, so that the disciples who ran out early in the morning to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon all ran towards a direction to converge.
From a distance, it was a battle platform, surrounded by disciples.
This battle platform is called Fengyun Terrace, it is a place for Hengyue Sect to learn from disciples and solve personal grievances, over the years, because of the Fengyun Terrace dry fight and lack of arms and legs of disciples, not a thousand, there are also eight hundred.
At this moment, Ye Chen was carrying the sky on his back, as if he was standing on the wind and cloud platform, his figure was straight and straight, standing still in the changing wind and clouds, like a monument that would never collapse.
"That's Ye Chen, my new intern disciple of the Hengyue Sect?"
Under the platform, there were discussions one after another, mostly pointing at Ye Chen, but when it came to Ye Chen's age and cultivation, they also showed disdain.
"I heard that the first of the three main peaks of the outer gate didn't want to accept him as an apprentice, so I made an intern disciple. ”
"Could it be that he wants to challenge Zhao Long, so as to attract the attention of the three main peaks and accept him as an apprentice?"
"Eighty percent of them are. ”
Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him, the fists in his sleeves were white, and the killing intent that had long been uncontrollable made his body tremble uncontrollably.
"Zhao Long is here. With a voice, he suddenly looked back at the end of the crowd.
There, more than a dozen Diyang Peak disciples wearing gorgeous Taoist robes came with Zhao Long in their arms, all arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, so that the disciples present did not dare to provoke them, and they all made way for them.
"Senior Brother Zhao Long is good. ”
"I've seen Senior Brother Zhao Long. ”
Along the way, the disciples on both sides bowed over, and their words were full of self-evident compliments.
Well!
Zhao Long looked like a senior brother, with his hands behind his back, his eyes did not squint, and his expression was indifferent, if he didn't know, he really thought that this guy was a senior with advanced cultivation?
Under the watchful eye, Zhao Long came to the bottom of the platform, glanced at Ye Chen with disdain, and said playfully, "Ye Chen, I don't go to look for you, you came to me, are you too long?"
"Come on stage. Regarding Zhao Long's disdain and abuse, Ye Chen only confided these two words.
"What are you that you dare to talk to Senior Brother Zhao like this?" Before Zhao Long could speak, a disciple of Diyang Peak behind him who came to help him had already scolded, "You also need Senior Brother Zhao to take action personally?"
As he spoke, the disciple was about to rush to the battle platform, but was stopped by Zhao Long.
"Since Senior Brother Ye is challenging me, why not go and learn a few tricks, our Diyang Peak has always been fair, and we can't break the rules of Fengyuntai, right?"
The faint words sounded, Zhao Long had already thrown off his robe, his toes touched the ground, like the wind, and he fell on the battle platform, and his elegant and free body style provoked the screams of a large number of female disciples in the audience.
Hearing this, Zhao Long put his hands behind his back again.
He seemed to enjoy the flattering and awe-inspiring gaze below, which made him flutter and want to soar.
Airplanes!
On the other side, Ye Chen had already pulled out the Tianque, and the sword was huge and heavy, cutting through the air, and a buzzing sound was heard.
"Come on!" The sonorous words were loud, Ye Chen was ready for a big battle.
"Don't worry. Glancing at Ye Chen playfully, the corners of Zhao Long's mouth lifted a playful smile, "Fengyuntai has had a lot of fun since ancient times, doesn't Senior Brother Ye Chen want to bet something with me?"
Frowning slightly, Ye Chen instantly saw through the meaning of Zhao Long's words, this is to win something from him!
On the platform, both sides of the duel can make a bet and set a bet, and the winning side can take all the bets, which are either spirit stones, or spirit liquid elixirs, or exercises and mysticism, as long as both parties agree, anything that can be thought of can be used to gamble.
When he was in Zhengyang Sect, Ye Chen had also been on Fengyuntai more than once, and he understood the rules very well.
"Bet on what. Ye Chen's words were flat and without any emotion.
"If anyone loses, he will be the other party's subordinate for life. Zhao Long smiled faintly, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
"It's a ...... bet. There was an instant uproar below, "A lifelong descendant, that's no different from a deed of sale, Ye Chen can have a lot of fun this time." ”
"Senior Brother Ye, do you think it's good?" Zhao Long looked at Ye Chen with interest, his chin raised high, full of provocation.
Under the watchful eye, a sneer flashed at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, "Senior Brother Zhao wants to bet, we might as well bet a little bigger." ”
Oh?
Zhao Long raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully, "But I don't know what Senior Brother Ye wants to bet on." ”
"Bet on your life. ”
Hiss!
Hearing this, there was the sound of gasping air below.
What a hatred this is! This is going to die endlessly!
It is normal to see blood on this platform, but there has never been such a precedent for gambling on life.
I'm afraid that everyone didn't expect Ye Chen to come out like this, an intern disciple with a heavy condensation has to gamble with a disciple of the Sixth Heaven of Condensation, is this crazy or a brain in water.
On the other side, Zhao Long's eyes had narrowed slightly.
He thought that the bet he had made was big enough, but he never thought that Ye Chen would be even more crazy, and he still had his life as a subordinate, but this gamble was not a joke, if he was not careful, his life would not be there!
"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?" With a cold sound, Zhao Long's eyes were full of ruthlessness, just the bet that the two of them said, he Zhao Long was already weaker than Ye Chen in terms of momentum.
"What's the matter?"
"Cowardice?" Hearing this, Zhao Long laughed loudly on the spot, laughing and laughing, the laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes were full of cruelty and fierceness looking at Ye Chen, and sneered, "I bet, if you want to die so much, then you can't blame me." ”
Before the words fell, Zhao Long stepped on the battle platform, like a gust of wind rushing towards Ye Chen, the dantian true qi rushed out, and there was a true air flow between his palms and fingers, and Ling Tian slapped Ye Chen's heavenly spirit cover with one palm.
Airplanes!
Ye Chen's arm waved, and the Tianque heavy sword pulled out the block.
Pound!
Zhao Long slapped his palm on top of Tianque, and there was a sound of metal colliding, which made Tianque buzz and tremble, but he was also shocked by the force contained in Tianque and retreated, and his hands were numb.
"I'm underestimating you. One move was forced to retreat, and Zhao Long snorted coldly.
"Look down on me, and you're going to die a terrible death. The cold voice carried a cold murderous aura, and Ye Chen had already moved the giant que to come.
Buzz! Buzz!
Soon, the sound of tetanus was endless, and the heavy Tianque hit the air and buzzed, and the people in the audience swallowed their saliva, this Tianque was huge and heavy, if it was smashed, it didn't feel good.
"Where did this kid get so much strength. ”
"The amount of true qi is already scarce, and it is necessary to separate the true qi to control the Tianque, which will not only consume the true qi, but even the speed will be slowed down by the weight of the Tianque, Ye Chen is really unwise to choose the Tianque. The disciple with a good vision muttered, but he shook his head lightly at Ye Chen's approach.
"However, a condensation qi can go through three moves in Zhao Long's hands, and this Ye Chen can be regarded as having two strokes. ”
Bang dang!
A crisp sound interrupted the discussion below, and before the five moves arrived, the Tianque in Ye Chen's hand had already been knocked out by Zhao Long.
At this point, there are already a lot of people sighing, and many people have left, this suspenseless battle, except for the bets are a little scary, I really can't find anything outstanding.
"I see you have something else to rely on. Zhao Long drank coldly, stepped out, waved his hand and threw out three sword blades, and then he followed closely behind the sword blades, with a surging momentum, quite a posture to defeat Ye Chen in one fell swoop.
Ye Chen sneered, without the restraint of Tianque's weight, he was much more relaxed, the speed of the suppressed blood flow instantly accelerated, and the boiling desire burned, and even the muscles and bones in his body came with a clicking sound.
War!
With a loud shout, Ye Chen's hind feet kicked the ground and shot out like a cannonball, and when the three sword blades were about to pierce into his body, he jumped up violently and jumped up like an ape, dodging the three sword blades.
This is the ape in the mystery of the beast's wrath.
Ye Chen easily dodged the three sword blades, which made Zhao Long's heart stunned, he was closely following the three sword blades, Ye Chen had already passed over his head, so close, it was difficult for him to change his body when he leaned forward.
It's all in between the lights and the fire.
"Give me down. ”
Hearing Ye Chen's cold drink, all his strength and true qi converged on his right leg, and he kicked it firmly in Zhao Long's face.