Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Fortune Boy
"Well, can I ask a question before I bet?"
Ye Zhiqiu touched his nose and smiled playfully.
"Boy, aren't you scared, are you?
Jiang Cheng looked unhappy, in his opinion, Ye Zhiqiu must be afraid of talking so much nonsense.
"That, are you sure you want to take the Barrier Pill to suppress it to the same realm as me?"
"Naturally, I, Jiang Cheng, have a word that it is difficult to chase after me! Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and fight. ”
Jiang Cheng patted his chest, he couldn't wait to get back on the field, he was so aggrieved before!
"Hey, okay then!"
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and sighed slightly, he continued:
"As for the bet, well, so be it, just bet on all the items in your space ring, if you lose, you have to give it to me, don't cheat!"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng was shocked in his heart, there were several valuable treasures in his space ring.
But looking at Ye Zhiqiu's expression, he was a little hesitant.
This kid sighed first, if he was afraid, why would he make such a big bet?
Could it be, could it be that this kid deliberately scared me? Actually, he was scared and wanted me to back down?
At this point, Jiang Cheng suddenly realized and asked:
"If you win, you can naturally take away my space ring, what if you lose? What do you give me? Are you ready to pay if you lose?"
"Huh!"
Ye Zhiqiu really didn't know how to answer.
After all, he never thought that he would lose himself, in the same realm, he felt, well, he could be invincible, yes, invincible.
But this Jiang Cheng wants to be a fortune boy, and he can't help it.
It's just that Jiang Cheng's question really stumped Ye Zhiqiu.
There are not many credits left on his body, and the cross-five martial arts cannot be exposed, and it is impossible for the Ancient King Tower, the Heaven-Shaking Coffin, the Psychic Divine Technique, and Xiaoyu to hand it over.
Other than that, he doesn't have much value on him at all.
For a while, Ye Zhiqiu was entangled!
"Is this Ye Demon really a waste of fame?"
"I also think that the cross seven is probably blown out!"
......
After a few breaths, there was already a whisper.
Even a few people who were more familiar with Ye Zhiqiu looked at Ye Zhiqiu with puzzled expressions.
Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu was silent for a long time, Jiang Cheng was more sure of his previous thoughts, and said quite arrogantly:
"Boy, are you really scared? If you are afraid, you can say it, I will give up the challenge, so as not to hurt the harmony of the two dynasties!"
Just when everyone was puzzled, Ye Zhiqiu seemed to think of something, and ran to the Night Lonely City as if he was flying and pulled the Night Lonely City out.
"That Jiang Cheng Lao Tie, well, this is my master, he is quite rich, if I lose, he will give it for me! Yes, that's it!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to say it, my master is an emperor powerhouse!"
Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, the old man of Night Lonely City blushed and did not react, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.
This sentence changed in Jiang Cheng's ears, and he turned his head to Ouyang Qiong and asked:
"Master, this person is really a powerhouse of the Imperial Road?"
"Really, really!"
Ouyang Qiong's face was shocked and said in a trembling voice.
He hadn't found out that there was an Imperial Dao powerhouse in the palace before, until the moment Night Lonely City walked out, he actually found that the figure actually made him feel a strong sense of oppression!
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Cheng was simply happy.
Hehe, Ye Zhiqiu, you scare me with an emperor powerhouse, you just want me to retreat, right?
Tut-tut, the treasure of the strong man of the imperial road, I Jiang Cheng is developed!
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng was already a little impatient, and he hurriedly said:
"In that case, boy, let's go and have a competition outside the palace!"
Jiang Cheng was immersed in joy and did not notice the surprised gazes of everyone in the main hall.
Finally, everyone in the hall couldn't help it, and almost everyone laughed out loud, they only had one thought in their hearts!
Ye Demon, you are really bad, your master is poor, and he is a household name.
As a result, you asked him to bet on you!
It's just that this Jiang Cheng is still in the dark, and he doesn't know anything!
In the end, he even agreed!
It's the funniest joke in the world!
Ye Zhiqiu also wanted to laugh, but if he laughed, the cooked duck flew, where would he cry. Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't react, he hurriedly said:
"Oh, Brother Jiang Cheng, go outside the palace. Let's hurry up and get it over, I'll throw a punch, and if you catch it, you win!"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng took the Barrier Realm Pill from Ouyang Qiong, swallowed it in his stomach, and after a few breaths, the realm had been suppressed to the fifth order of the Spirit Transformation.
Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu stopped talking nonsense, and the orange gold Xuan Qi wrapped in purple gold Xuan Qi gathered on his fist, and he attacked Jiang Cheng unstoppably.
Jiang Cheng noticed the purple gold Xuan Qi on Ye Zhiqiu's fist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Zijin Xuanqi, hehe, Lao Tzu has won!
Immediately, the black gold Xuan Qi erupted wildly from Jiang Cheng's body, condensed on his right fist, and met Ye Zhiqiu's fist!
Bang!
When the two fists collided, there was a pop.
And the flesh and blood of the black fist were torn apart by the purple fist at a speed visible to the naked eye! In the blink of an eye, only the white bones of the entire fist remained!
But it wasn't over yet, the purple fist seemed to have residual power, and the huge impact ejected Jiang Cheng's body away.
Immediately after, Jiang Cheng's body slammed into the side wall of the Jinluan Palace.
At first glance, there was a trace of blood on the side wall, needless to say, this blood was Jiang Cheng's!
And Jiang Cheng, who slipped off the side wall, was paralyzed on the ground, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.
His face was pale, and the eyes that looked at Ye Zhiqiu had changed from mockery to shock and even fear!
"You...... How is that possible!"
Jiang Cheng pointed at Ye Zhiqiu with his left hand, his face full of disbelief.
"I've reminded you so many times, you just want to fight, hey! I'm sorry, I beat you!"
Ye Zhiqiu walked up to Jiang Cheng, sighed, and said helplessly.
"Then why did you sigh before?"
"Because, I reminded you so many times that you still don't understand, I can't help it!"
"Then why did you remain silent for so long after I questioned your bet?"
"Because I didn't think I'd lose!"
"Then why did you bring out the Emperor Dao powerhouse?"
"Because I'm poor and don't have a bet, pull my master out to make you believe that I have a bet!"
“......”
After the three questions, Jiang Cheng's eyes were already full of bloodshots! He couldn't believe it! He was mad with anger! He even thought he was dreaming!
Purple gold Xuan Qi forcibly dispersed his black gold Xuan Qi!
With just one punch, his internal organs were already shocked!
Look at the right hand that is still dripping with blood!
For a while, the qi and blood surged, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out again!
He vomited blood again!
Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and continued to sigh.
"You master and apprentice are really tacit, one vomited blood, and the other vomited closely!
Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand to Jiang Cheng, who fell to the ground, and said:
"Bring it!"
"What's that?"
"I'll wipe the ring, it's okay to say it's not bad!"
“......”
Jiang Cheng took off the ring and handed it to Ye Zhiqiu, there was a trace of pain in his eyes, a trace of resentment, and more fear!
He was really scared of this silver-haired boy!
He already believed that the boy in front of him might really cross seven!
His proud pride had been trampled to the ground by this young man!