"Bet on bet, bet, it's on. ”

"If you want to bet quickly, there is a senior brother Yang Shihua as a guarantee, and the winner of the bet will be charged a fair fee of 10% to ensure fairness, and you don't have to worry about not getting money if you win. ”

"Senior Brother Yang Shihua is a guarantee. ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Yang Shihua is ranked fifth on the mountaineering list, and he is also on the list of strong dragons, with him as a guarantee, who dares to disobey. ”

A long table was placed on the side of the Linshan Battle Martial Arts Platform, and several disciples were shouting loudly.

"Chen Zong challenged Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu, betting on one to two, there is no cap, and if you want to make money, come quickly. ”

"I gave ten Lingbei, one to two, and bet that Chen Zong was defeated by Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu within ten moves, who would dare to bet against me. A disciple took out the ten spirit shells and put them on the table, exhaled and shouted.

"Hehe, ten moves is too many. ”

"Who is so stupid to bet against you. ”

"Yes, everyone knows that Chen Zong is not able to measure himself, it is good to be able to hold up three moves, and he still wants to make ten moves, dreaming. ”

"One to three, dare not. The person who took out ten lingbei to buy Chen Zongying thought about it and increased the proportion.

"One to five, I'll bet with you. Someone laughed.

"One to four at most. The man gritted his teeth and said, and took out thirty spirit shells from his arms, this is all the belongings he has spent a lot of time saving, anyway, it is impossible for Chen Zong to win, he can earn ten spirit shells, why not.

The gambling lingbei were put away by a fair few disciples, and the two gambling books were also given, which clearly indicated the names of both parties to the gambling and the amount, tricks and proportions of the gambling and so on.

"Take it, when the time comes, you will get the money with the gambling book, and you will recognize the book but not the person. ”

"And the bettors. ”

"The ending is too obvious, Chen Zong can't be Senior Brother Ma's opponent, it is estimated that he will be defeated within three moves. Someone shook his head and said.

"That's not necessarily, Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu is a two-star combat power, but Chen Zong defeated Wu Shilie empty-handed, which shows that Chen Zong is also a strong one among the one-star combat power, but Chen Zong didn't draw his sword, maybe his swordsmanship is superb, and with a sword, his combat power can reach two stars?"

When I heard this disciple say it, I thought about it, and it seemed that there was really such a thing.

Could it be that Chen Zong is likely to compete with Ma Zhengyu and even defeat Ma Zhengyu?

"Impossible, Chen Zong's cultivation is only in the early stage of the eighth turn of the strength realm, and besides, who knows if his most powerful technique is boxing, not swordsmanship. ”

It seems to make some sense when it is said like this.

"Five moves, five moves, ten Lingbei, one to two, who will come. ”

"I'll come. ”

"Brother Chen, they underestimate you too much. Lin Ji said angrily.

Chen Zong was also a little speechless.

Those disciples who gambled against each other thought that they couldn't hold out five or ten moves under Ma Zhengyu's hands, and the most optimistic one was also twenty moves.

"Chen Zong, do you dare to bet with me. Ma Zhengyang, who was in the crowd, saw Chen Zong with sharp eyes and immediately screamed.

Everyone was immediately attracted to it, and their eyes fell on Chen Zong.

"He is Chen Zong. ”

"It looks so-so. ”

"I can't feel his inner strength. ”

"It is estimated that it is a practice with a hidden aura. ”

"How to bet?" Facing everyone's gaze and discussion, Chen Zong looked indifferent and asked rhetorically.

"I bet that my cousin will beat you within twenty moves, one to three, and if you win, these thirty Lingbei will be yours. Ma Zhengyang took out thirty lingbei, his face full of provocation.

Chen Zong shook his head.

"I didn't dare to bet. ”

"Knowing that he will lose, how can he bet and challenge Senior Brother Ma, just to increase his fame. ”

"Fifteen Lingbei, bet on me to win, one to ten, who dares to take it?" Chen Zong took out fifteen Lingbei and put them on the table, his clear eyes swept over, and he said without hurrying, his light and breezy appearance almost made people think that he had won.

Everyone around was stunned, and even the few disciples who maintained the fairness of the gambling were staring at Chen Zong with surprise and incredulity.

Betting on yourself to win is too confident, and even, arrogant.

It's just that one to ten is too big, so you have to take out one hundred and fifty spirit shells, which is a huge amount of money for the vast majority of disciples.

"Ma Zhengyang, do you dare?" Chen Zong swept his gaze and fell on Ma Zhengyang's face, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he asked rhetorically.

"I ......" Ma Zhengyang's face changed back and forth, and he wanted to say daring, but he couldn't say it, because thirty Lingbei was all his belongings, and he couldn't take out more.

"Ma Zhengyang, I'll lend you twenty lingbei. Someone said, Ma Zhengyang's eyes lit up, and he seemed to think of a way, so he hurriedly looked around and said, "Everyone, whoever borrows me Lingbei first, later, I will pay it back." ”

"Haha, I have ten Lingbei here, I'll borrow you first. ”

"Fifteen Lingbei, lend you. ”

Soon, Ma Zhengyang gathered one hundred and fifty lingbei.

A pile of jade-white spirit shells was piled up on the table, blinding everyone's eyes.

The gambling contract was established, Chen Zong looked at the gambling book, the content was detailed and clear, and put it away.

"I also buy Brother Chen to win, ten spirit shells, one to five is fine, does anyone dare to bet against me?" Lin Ji took two steps forward, took out ten spirit shells and put them on the table and asked.

That's fifty lingbei, which is not a small amount.

"Ten Lingbei, barely make do, I took it. One man walked out and took out fifty lingbei.

Except for Chen Zong himself and Lin Ji who supported him, no one bet on Chen Zong to win, at most, he bet that he would lose within twenty moves.

More and more people gathered around the Zhanwutai to watch, or to participate in the bet.

"Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu is here. ”

"Where, where?"

One by one, they looked up.

The disciples on the mountaineering list generally live in the mountaineering list, and they rarely appear in front of everyone, which makes people even more curious.

Chen Zong also looked over, and through the gap in the crowd, he saw a young man in a brown military robe striding over, about early twenties, with a calm expression, an angular face, deep eyes, and tightly pursed lips that seemed to make the entire facial line more resolute.

The dragon walking tiger is Yu Xuanang, carrying an iron ruler the width of a palm behind him, with a length of more than one meter, the palm under the sleeves of the robe is white, and the ten fingers are slender and powerful.

It didn't look fast, but in a short period of time, he crossed hundreds of meters and walked to the bottom of the battle platform, and without any momentum, Ma Zhengyu stood on the battle platform, feeling as if he was standing there before.

"Very speed, superb footwork. Chen Zong's pupils shrank slightly, and he said secretly.

Standing on the two-meter-high battle platform, Ma Zhengyu stared, and said in a slightly domineering voice: "Who is Chen Zong?"

Chen Zong walked out of the crowd, his brisk steps, and he jumped up gently, as light as a flying swallow, and like a leaf in the wind, silently falling on the battle platform, facing Ma Zhengyu.

At this time, a figure seemed to spread its wings like a big peng, crossed the sky, and flashed like a floating light, landing on the battle platform, it was Mentor Liu.

"Today, Chen Zong challenged Ma Zhengyu, the eighty-ninth place on the mountaineering list, presided over by me. Tutor Liu said aloud, and the words clearly came into everyone's ears: "You two remember, this battle, no matter whether you win or lose, you must not be a killer, now, start." ”

"Draw your sword!" Ma Zhengyu's words were simple and domineering.

"Show your weapons. Chen Zong did not draw his sword as he said, but said without hurry.

A trace of essence flashed in Ma Zhengyu's eyes, and his footsteps rushed forward, like an arrow shooting off the string, a palm flew over, and the palm was inverted, like a red-hot soldering iron imprinted on a sponge, burning through the air, and hitting Chen Zong's chest.

Chen Zong didn't draw his sword, and slapped out with his backhand.

The palms touch and collide, and the energy is overflowing, like the wind blowing in all directions, and the annular ripples are spreading, and they are clearly visible one by one.

Both sides flickered, but neither retreated.

"Huh......" A trace of surprise flashed in Ma Zhengyu's eyes, although his palm was just a tentative move, and he did not show all his strength, but it was not something that ordinary martial artists who practiced the strength realm of the ninth turn could hard, but the other party caught it, and did not move at all.

Ma Zhengyu can clearly feel the majesty and domineering of Chen Zong's internal strength, which also contains a trace of sharpness.

Similarly, Chen Zong can also feel the majesty and strength of Ma Zhengyu's internal strength.

When the thought turned, Ma Zhengyu had already made another move, slapping out one palm at a time, the palm shadow filled his eyes, the palm wind was whistling, and countless cyclones were born and destroyed all around, each palm contained terrifying power, which could bring obvious threats to one-star combat martial artists.

Chen Zong still didn't draw his sword, but also slapped it out one palm at a time, the palm shadow was canceled, and the collision continued, and countless energies were stirring in all directions, as if the tide was surging and undulating.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought each other after ten moves, and those who bet on Chen Zong's defeat within ten moves within five moves had gloomy faces, which were ugly and a little scary.

And the person who won the bet was naturally full of joy and surprise at the same time.

Chen Zong was able to support ten moves under Ma Zhengyu, which was too surprising.

"Why don't Senior Brother Ma give it his all. The losers were indignant, and they all felt that if Ma Zhengyu showed all his strength, he would definitely be able to defeat Chen Zong within ten or even five moves.

"Damn Chen Zong, his most powerful thing is the palm technique, not the sword technique. One by one, they scolded angrily.

Those who gambled on twenty moves also began to feel uneasy.

Twelve moves!

Thirteen moves!

Soon, when it came to fifteen moves, Chen Zong still showed no signs of defeat, but fought with Ma Zhengyu vigorously, looking evenly matched.

"With a bit of strength, you are qualified to let me use the measuring ruler. Ma Zhengyu struck out with a palm, and after colliding again, he took a few steps back with his strength, and said while holding the ruler behind him with his backhand.

"Senior Brother Ma is finally going to use his weapon. ”

"The real strength is going to be brought out. ”

"Haha, I'm going to win, Senior Brother Ma will definitely be able to defeat Chen Zong in the next five moves. The person who gambled on Chen Zong's twenty moves and lost was overjoyed.

The width of the mountain ruler has a palm, the thickness reaches one finger, the length is one meter two, the whole body is brown, and there is a mountain phantom on the ruler, overlapping and overlapping.

Pulling out the measuring ruler, Ma Zhengyu's aura immediately changed, becoming more powerful and more vigorous, like a mountain suppressing the earth, and full of power.

Under the wave, a dull whistling sound sounded, which brought invisible pressure to everyone.

Chen Zong's eyes were sharp, and he fell on the measuring ruler, he could vaguely see the extraordinary measuring ruler, and he could clearly feel the changes in Ma Zhengyu, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and slowly pulled out the red thunder sword.