"Teacher Wu, don't you know if you can allow me to ask for leave now?"

Xue Ye stared at the other party and asked clearly.

"Can ......"

Wu Qiang's face was frightened, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu!"

Xue Ye put away his sword with a smile, turned around and left, not taking Wu Qiang in his eyes at all.

Wu Qiangqi's facial muscles twitched, but there was nothing he could do, if he used his true qi to teach Xue Ye a hard lesson at this time, it would be even more embarrassing to even lose the teacher's face.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone in the class, Xue Ye left.

"What do you see, why don't you get up and practice your sword quickly!"

Wu Qiang shouted angrily, and the whole class was startled, and hurriedly picked up the long sword beside him and prepared to practice the sword, all muttering in a low voice, complaining about Xue Ye.

"Teacher Wu!"

Just when Wu Qiang was about to scold and let out his anger, Xue Ye's figure returned to the door of the classroom, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, containing a somewhat teasing look.

"You, what do you want to do......"

Wu Qiang was frightened, this kid doesn't want to be ugly again, if he asks for a sword competition again, he will have no face to do it here.

"I forgot to mention just now, I'm going to take a month off!"

Xue Ye smiled.

"If you want to ask for a few months, you can ask for a few months......"

Wu Qiang waved his hand again and again, sending him away like a plague god.

Xue Ye sneered and turned to leave.

"Stinky boy, don't be complacent, Young Master Yunfei will never let you go!"

A trace of resentment flashed in Wu Qiang's eyes.

The early morning sun was very bright, Xue Ye left Baisheng Academy and walked on the wide street paved with bluestone slabs, most of the shops on both sides had opened, and the street gradually became lively.

"One hundred thousand taels of silver is not a small amount, where can I get it in ten days?"

Xue Ye's face was silent, he walked slowly on the street, thinking of a way, unconsciously, he came to the gate of the black market, and suddenly his eyes lit up and said: "The black market is the most mixed place in Ruge City, and it is also the fastest place to make a windfall, I can go in and try my luck!"

The black market is a trading area for all kinds of resources of warriors, and any accounts of unknown origin can be written off here, and it is also the fastest place to get money, and the owner behind this is the Xue family.

The black market is large, built underground, and very noisy once you enter the passage.

Xue Ye walked through one trading area after another, and came to a luxurious private room, where two fierce guards greeted him, first stunned, and then said disrespectfully: "I've seen the young master!"

"I want to see Xue Luocheng!"

Xue Ye walked directly towards the private room.

"Young master, don't embarrass us, Young Master Luocheng has something important to deal with, it will be inconvenient to see you!"

The two guards immediately blocked in front of Xue Ye.

Xue Ye's footsteps did not slow down, he stepped out, but passed between the two of them in a flash, and smashed the door with a 'bang'.

The two guards were so shocked that they could only chase after them.

The private room is very luxurious and elegant, and a young man in brocade clothes is lying leisurely on the bed, with a worried expression, surrounded by four untidy and disgraced fireworks women.

The moment Xue Ye broke in, the brocade-clothed young man shot up on the bed like an arrow, pulled out the long sword on the coffee table, and the murderous machine exploded.

It wasn't until he saw that it was Xue Ye that the young man in brocade slackened: "It turned out to be the young master, I really lost my temper!"

Xue Ye stared at him tightly and did not speak.

The young man in brocade was very uncomfortable, but he pretended not to care, put the sword back in its place, and said easily and naturally: "Young master, what happened, came to me in such a hurry?"

"Xue Luocheng, don't you know what you're looking for?"

Xue Ye asked rhetorically.

The young man in brocade is the first day of the Xue family, Xue Luocheng, and he is also the manager of this black market, since he was a child, Xue Ye's talent is extremely high, he always overwhelms him, and even snatches his title of young master, so after Xue Ye was injured, he also did a lot of things to Xue Ye.

"Oh, young master, you can ask me, how do you know if you don't tell me?"

Xue Luocheng replied calmly, Xue Ye came to find him was expected, and he didn't know how Wu Yunfei made things difficult for the other party.

"Don't pretend here, arrange a boxing match for me!"

Xue Ye snorted.

"Boxing match, do you know how dangerous the black market boxing match is? I don't know if you even lose your life, with all due respect, you are now a half-crippled body, if you go to the gladiatorial arena, will you still have your life to walk down?"

Xue Luocheng did not hide the mockery of Xue Ye in his eyes.

"Aren't you happy that I'm dead?"

Xue Ye sneered.

"What is the young master saying, we are all a family, how can I want you to die?"

Xue Luocheng was not angry.

"Don't give me this set, arrange a boxing match for me, otherwise you won't want to be happy here!"

Xue Ye's tone became cold.

"Since the young master insists, I can only do it!"

Xue Luocheng shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be embarrassed.

The two came to the gambling area, which is divided into three iron cage gladiatorial arenas, from weak to strong into three levels of gladiatorial arenas.

Surrounded by a trapezoidal stand that can accommodate hundreds of people, there are many spectators who come here every day to watch the gambling fights, after all, such bloody scenes can only be seen in the black market.

"Young master, you go to the primary gladiatorial arena, I will arrange two wastes to fight with you casually, and if you win, go home quickly!"

Xue Luocheng pretended to be very respectful in front of everyone.

"I'm going to the Blade Arena!"

Xue Ye glanced at the gladiatorial arena in the center.

"Young master, you have to think clearly, the blade gladiatorial arena is the strongest gladiatorial arena under the martial artists of the Open Sense Realm, and the gambling fight is to sign a life and death certificate, if you are beaten to death, I can't afford it!"

Xue Luocheng's voice was very loud, and the people in the distance looked at this side, deliberately making Xue Ye unable to get off the stage, and he couldn't regret it.

"I signed a life and death certificate, what do I have to do with you!"

Xue Ye snorted coldly and walked towards the gladiatorial arena with the strongest smell of blood in the middle.

There is also a competition in the gladiatorial arena, a man with hideous eyes, a shocking scar on the left half of his face, and a shirtless man is fighting a middle-aged man with a strong body and a short shirt.

The middle-aged man in the power suit clenched an eyebrow-level iron rod in his hand, and the whirring sound of the dance turned into an afterimage in the sky, enveloping the scarred man.

A trace of cruelty appeared at the corner of the scar man's mouth, and suddenly he accelerated, and the short knife in his hand slashed, and the cold knife flashed and cut into the throat of the other party.

The sturdy body of the middle-aged man in the strong suit softened suddenly, and he covered his throat with his hands, but the blood still flowed out like a fountain, and he died after a while.

Soon, two people came in and carried out the body of the middle-aged man in a strong suit and cleaned up the field, in this gladiatorial arena, I don't know how many people will die in a day, such a scene has long been commonplace.

"Okay, Scarface has won again, it's great, I'll bet on him to win the next game!"

"Scarface is famous in the black market, and gambling with him is killing yourself!"

"Although Scarface only has the sevenfold cultivation of the Forging Body Realm, his fighting style is fierce and ferocious, and he can already have the power to fight with the eightfold martial artist of the Forging Body Realm!"

......

In the betting area, several gamblers were happily discussing.

The cheers outside the gladiatorial arena provoked Scarface's blood, and he raised his short knife and shouted, "Who else, who else ......"

"I'm here to challenge!"

Xue Ye's voice sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"He... Isn't he the waste young master who was abandoned by the Xue family?"

"It seems to be him, who used to be an indispensable genius in my Tianjiao City, but now he is the biggest joke in my Tianjiao City!"

"How did he end up here? Could it be that he couldn't bear the shame anymore and decided to kill himself?"

......

Soon, Xue Ye caused a stir, and Scarface looked at him with concentrated eyes, like a beast looking at its own food.

"Young master, you have to pay 1,000 taels of silver as a bet for gambling boxing!"

An old man sitting in the notary office said.

"I don't have any money, I'll give it to you when I win!"

Xue Ye said.

"This ......"

The old man was a little embarrassed, only to see Xue Luocheng follow, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but he smiled: "It's okay, I and the young master are brothers, I will make his bet, young master, you are the first time to participate in a gambling fight, you are a 'white belt' boxer, and Scarface is a 'blue belt', the bet between the two of you is one to four, and you can get four thousand taels of silver if you win, I wish you success!"

Xue Ye ignored him, pressed his handprint on the life and death form, chose a sword as a weapon, and then walked into the gladiatorial arena.

"Hmph Xue Ye, the life and death certificate has been signed, life and death are your own business, don't blame me!"

Xue Luocheng sneered in his heart, he couldn't be more clear about how much strength Xue Ye has now, he thinks that it was Wu Yunfei who drove the other party crazy, so Xue Ye would come here to make money, but this was undoubtedly self-defeating.

There were already hundreds of people sitting in the trapezoidal stands, and everyone's eyes were focused on the blade gladiatorial arena in the middle, the handsome and extraordinary young man and the murderous and burly Scarface stood together, there was no need to use their hands at all, and the aura could not be compared, this was simply a game without any suspense, it was completely abuse.

Scarface didn't attack immediately, but glanced at Xue Luocheng, who quietly made a motion to wipe his neck.

Scarface was overjoyed, and his eyes once again condensed the murderous intent of a beast.

Xue Ye looked at him calmly, and the other party's every move, even the breathing and pulse beating, were extremely real.

"Boy, I won't let you die too easily, try my tendon-breaking knife technique, and first pick off the tendons and veins in your whole body!"

Scarface laughed wildly, and pounced, and the knife light was faster than just now, turning into criss-crossing tangents and slashing towards Xue Ye's hands and feet.

Xue Ye stepped on it, it seemed that the speed was not fast, but he calmly avoided all the other party's swords, made a mistake with the other party, and calmly collected the sword: "A reckless man like you, I don't know how many I have killed since I was thirteen years old!"

Scarface's face stiffened, and the dagger fell to the ground with a bang, and his entire huge burly body fell.