"Why, don't you dare to say anything?Zhuang Yichen, do you dare to gamble with me?" Han Li got up and sneered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He just saw that Zhuang Yichen was unhappy, a person who had taken shit luck actually became the leader of the martial arts, and was touted as a double saint martial artist, why did he not believe it so much.

At this time, the focus of everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Zhuang Yichen! In any case, he was also the leader of this year's martial arts talents, and it was too cowardly to be provoked to his face without saying a word.

"Who are you?" Zhuang Yichen turned his head to look at him, his tone was very light, and his expression was very flat.

Although he also heard from the discussions of others that this person's name was Han Li, who was the top three in Wen Xiucai, he still used this way to express his attitude.

Han Li's face suddenly became a little unsightly, because he heard the meaning of Zhuang Yichen's words.

"I am the leader of the Half-Saint Bestowed Martial Arts, the sixth-rank official position canonized by the imperial court, the Double Saint Martial Artist Zhuang Yichen, who are you, and what qualifications do you have to say this?"

These unspoken words automatically replenished in Han Li's mind, and it was as if the sharpest arrow had pierced his heart.

However, Han Li still took a deep breath to calm his mood, and the essence shot out of his eyes and looked directly at Zhuang Yichen: "I, Han Li, Wen Xiucai is the top three, I don't know if Zhuang Kuishou dare to bet?"

"This guy suppressed his anger so quickly, it's a bit of a doorway!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and then said, "What are you betting on?"

"I bet you won't be able to enter the top five hundred in the Mayfly Battle!" Han Li's gaze still didn't leave him, and he said slowly.

"The top 500 in the Mayfly Battle? This is not easy! I am afraid that there are nearly 1,000 people in the case leaders and leaders of the Seven Kingdoms combined! Those who can enter the top 500 in the Mayfly War will probably be able to pass the state exam even if they go to take the state exam immediately!"

"Yes, last year, Su Li, the strongest in our Northern Capital Prefecture, was only outside the top 600!" The sound of inhaling continued, obviously feeling that if Zhuang Yichen really gambled, he would definitely lose.

"You...... What do you want to bet on?" Zhuang Yichen asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Whatever you want!" Han Li looked very confident.

"Zhuang Yichen, if you dare to bet, we can also bet with you!" Several more elderly people stood up and spoke, as if they were prepared.

"These old guys are too anxious, right?" Chen Shirong couldn't help frowning at this time, and immediately thought of the reason.

It seems that these Wendao families saw the rise of Zhuang Yichen, and they were afraid that a strong martial arts family would appear in the Northern Capital Mansion in the future and suppress it in advance.

If Zhuang Yichen accepted this bet and did not enter the top 500 in the Mayfly Battle, his confidence would definitely drop sharply, and it would not be surprising that he would be reduced to an ordinary martial artist.

This kind of thing has happened too much in the history of the Seven Kingdoms.

The battle of the mayflies is five hundred, for the two countries of Qin and Chu among the seven countries, it is basically not difficult, but for the weak Yan country, especially the northern capital, it is almost as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"It's a pity that I have too little money on me now, otherwise I can make a lot of money!" Zhuang Yichen secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity.

"By the way, they should be deliberately targeting me, in that case, why not fight big with a small one?" he suddenly looked up in his heart.

"The top 500 in the battle of mayflies, this is too unchallenging! If we have some excitement, if you dare to give me a multiplier of 10 to 10, we will bet on whether I can enter the top 100 in the battle of mayflies!"

"Hahaha!" Han Li and those Xiucai looked at Zhuang Yichen playfully as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Why don't we bet a little bigger, how about betting that you can become the Seven Masters of Mayfly?" Han Li said with a smile and a sneer.

"If there is a ratio of one to one hundred, it is not impossible to gamble!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly, and at this time, even Yu Yuefeng couldn't help but look at him with the eyes of a monster.

The Seven Masters of the Mayfly are equivalent to the strongest people in the same level of a country, and I don't know how many amazing geniuses have not won this title.

Because everyone only has one chance in their life, and if they miss it, it will never be possible.

Since the opening of the Mayfly Land, the worst Mayfly Seven Masters have all grown into Confucianists second only to the Half-Saints. In other words, as long as you can get to the top seven positions on the mayfly list, you will be able to become a Confucian saint in the future.

Therefore, even the most extreme geniuses in the Seven Kingdoms did not dare to say that they could become one of the Seven Masters of the Mayfly.

"It's so arrogant and ignorant, even if you are given a ratio of 1:100, you will not succeed!"

"Stupid! Don't you think you can scare people like this, it's just a bluff!"

Wen Xiucai, who stood up and provoked, scolded one after another, with a look of disdain in his eyes! After all, Wufu is just a martial artist, and he has only won the leader of Wuxiucai, as if he is invincible in the world.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll take this bet!" Han Li, do you dare to take it!" Zhuang Yichen said casually.

Han Li hesitated slightly, but then laughed wildly: "Bet on betting, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!"

"Okay, I'll just wait for your words! Today, the Lord of the Mansion and all the adults are here, and two thousand taels of gold can make me become a mayfly seven masters!" Zhuang Yichen waved his hand, and the golden gold was lined up on the table in front of him.