"Do you have what it takes?" This sentence came from the mouth of an impeccable oriental beauty, and she faced Prince Joshis, the oldest royal family of Ouzhong, the second in line to the throne of the Swedish royal family, and had a good reputation in the aristocratic world, and some people actually questioned whether he was qualified to participate in a gamble!

Although the gambling money of this gamble reached 200 million pounds, but with the status of a prince, he was worth billions, and this valuation was agreed by everyone, and it was obvious that this oriental beauty also knew, but she still asked.

This is not an inquiry, it is a provocation!

Even Josh, who has always been self-contained and calm, is very angry, but he is a nobleman, and he cannot be angry with a lady, especially a beautiful lady, in public.

So in the face of this question, he just nodded lightly: "Beautiful lady, I think I can still pay 200 million, if you still have doubts, I can also issue a certificate." ”

"I'm sorry Prince Joshis, I think you have the ability, I'm just asking in passing, because not everyone is qualified to bet against my boss." Zuo Wei smiled, neither humble nor arrogant.

And everyone was surprised for a while, this beautiful oriental beauty turned out to be the young man's subordinate, to have such an outstanding subordinate, I'm afraid this young man is not simple.

Of course, taking out £200 million without blinking a single eye is telling.

"By the way, Prince Joshis, I wonder what you're going to bet on my boss?" Zuo Wei seemed to be going to talk to the end on behalf of Wang Xiaotian, fully showing her functions, but it was like this that gave Josh an extremely depressed feeling, he bet with Wang Xiaotian, that kid actually asked an assistant to talk to him! He's a level shorter without a shape!

But who told him not to bring an assistant!

Joshis woke up and said, "I want to have a duel between men and Mr. Wang, a sword fight!" ”

"Sword fighting?!" Zuo Wei's face suddenly became strange, she looked at Joshis with a confident face, and couldn't help but say, "Prince Josh, do you really want to bet on this?" ”

"Unless, of course, Mr. Wang doesn't dare." Joshis thought that Wang Xiaotian didn't dare to fight, and couldn't help but speak aggressively, but his attitude made Zuo Wei sympathetic, this guy looks very smart, how can he be more unreliable than Dante's guy, she glanced at Tyrone again, it seems that the royal princes are a little unreliable......

"Okay, Prince Joshis, you insist on asking, we will fight swords, all the friends here are witnesses, the loser needs to pay the winner 200 million pounds, Prince Joshis, do you have anything to add?" If people want to be like this, Zuo Wei can only be the best beauty.

"No, that's what I'm trying to say." Jothis nodded.

Everyone witnessed that the two sides agreed that this gamble worth 200 million pounds was a certainty, fencing was an elegant sport, many nobles were enthusiastic, and naturally there were corresponding tools on board, and soon two sets of tools were delivered.

Hands as light as a feather, looking down at the slender sword in his hand, Wang Xiaotian suddenly pursed his lips, this thing can also be called a sword? Can this thing kill? Instead of calling it a sword, it should be called a needle!

"Wang, have you ever played fencing?" Tyrone leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Nope." Wang Xiaotian shook his head very happily, the former's face suddenly changed, and he patted him on the shoulder, "Come on"

Then Tyrone trotted to a table surrounded by many people, and looked carefully at the two circles in front of him, Wang Xiaotian and Josh were gambling, and their audience could also bet at the same time, and this was a temporary betting station in front of them.

"Hey, Venerable Prince Tyrone, this is a once-in-a-decade gamble, don't miss it." A balding middle-aged man standing at the table greeted him, his name was Doyle, the peripheral bookmaker of this special game, and he deserved to be the vice president of the largest bookmaker in Europe.

Although there are only about a hundred gamblers here, the gambling money is enough for ordinary people to sigh, there is no real gold on the table, there are only names and an amount written with a pen, Elizabeth? Jones £100w, Earl Dalton £500w, Ripier £300w......

These names are not celebrities, they are giants in the industry, they write their names, it is worth so much money, and it is obvious that these idle and painful aristocratic rich people are very rich!

In just ten minutes, Doyle counted that only more than 60 people had placed bets, but the total bets were very close to the sum of the bets of Xiang Xiaotian and Josh.

"Isha, who are you going to support?" Tyrone was eager to try, although it was necessary for him to support Wang Xiaotian unconditionally as a friend, but who would want to lose by himself in gambling, Wang Xiaotian's words just now made him feel cold.

Princess Isha looked at the ratio on the table, Wang Xiaotian's odds are 1 to 2, Jothis's odds are 1 to 1, it seems that most people are still optimistic about Joshis, and according to her understanding, Jothis's fencing level is extremely high, and someone once said that he beat the Olympic champion.

Whether it's true or not, this shows that Joshis is definitely a fencing master, while many people don't think that an Oriental would be keen on fencing and have a high level.

"Dear Isa, will you support our royal family like me?" Dante walked over with a smile, wrote his name on the white paper casually, and put it in Josh's circle without hesitation, and everyone looked sideways, 20 million pounds, but it was a heavy bet.

In fact, Dante really wanted to go down heavier, but he lost more than 100 million to Tyrone before, but he didn't have any extra money for him to squander, and these two thousand were already his last old capital.

"Dante, your royal family is not my royal family, besides, aren't you afraid of planting the first two times on a person in a row?" Isha reminds him not to be so complacent, he is likely to lose face, and then he will really have something to do with her royal family.

Dante's face suddenly turned ugly, but Isha didn't look at it, and also wrote a string of characters on a blank piece of paper, and then gently put it in a circle, "Mr. Doyle, this is my bet." ”

Doyle glanced at it and immediately burst out in surprise: "Oh~ generous Princess Isa, you are definitely the most generous princess, I hope you can get a huge reward." ”

Doyle couldn't help but exclaim, Princess Isa actually made a bet of 50 million, and Tyrone exclaimed: "Isha, you want to buy the king to win?!" ”

"Questions?" Isha smiled, stopped Tyrone's desire to speak, she looked at Wang Xiaotian who was playing with the long sword in her hand with wise eyes, and said meaningfully: "I don't think he is a very wasteful person. ”

"But my sister~"

"I agree with Princess Isa's words, he is at least a very rich Oriental, Prince Tyrone, have you decided, there are only three minutes left." Doyle laughed.

Tyrone's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, and wrote a string of characters on the paper, which was also 50 million, but in the end he was placed in Josh's circle.

"Sister, I may be able to help you recover your losses." Tyrone looked at Sister Qin with a depressed expression, and the latter smiled: "No brother, we will win, at least 50 million." ”

In this tone, Isha actually thinks that she has won!

Although I don't know where she got her confidence, which made many people who listened a little breather, time was running out, and two minutes after Tyrone placed the bet, the bet had already entered the stage of revealing.

"Prince Joshis, Mr. Wang, are you ready?" It was Doyle who spoke, and after the closing, he acted as a referee, and everyone was convinced of his professionalism.

Hearing this, Josh stood up from the chair, holding the long sword obliquely in his left hand, holding the mask in his right hand, and came to the side of a circle drawn by a special dye, while Wang Xiaotian walked to the opposite side of him with a long sword at will, that very unprofessional action, so that the few people who supported him couldn't help frowning, this guy doesn't seem to be very reliable......

"Mr. Wang, you seem to have forgotten to bring your mask." Seeing that Wang Xiaotian only brought a long sword, Joshis couldn't help but laugh, his face teasing.

Wang Xiaotian shook his head and said lightly: "I'm not used to bringing such useless things, can I start?" ”

"That's ...... It seems that you are very confident. Josh's smile vanished, and he easily put on the mask in his right hand, covering his gloomy countenance, before a voice came from behind the grid: "In that case, I'm ready too." ”

After Doyle looked at the correct position of the two, he couldn't help but glance at Wang Xiaotian, and suddenly said, "Mr. Wang, do you know the rules of fencing?" ”

"I don't know." Wang Xiaotian replied decisively, looking at Doyle's discolored face, he smiled: "But I know one thing, that is, if he is knocked out of the circle by me, even if he loses, isn't it?" ”

"Oh, you're right, but I'd like to remind you that you'll have to defeat Prince Josh three times in a row to win."

"Thanks, then just beat him out three times." Wang Xiaotian's answer was very bad, and Josh's body was even more shocked, although he couldn't see his expression, but everyone guessed that it would not be too good-looking.

"Very well, you can get started." Doyle glanced at Wang Xiaotian and stepped aside, with sympathy on his face, it was really painful to be hit in the face by the long sword.

In any case, the game finally began, and in the nervous eyes of everyone, the two people in the field were separated and confronted each other, but Prince Josh, who still seems to have European blood and is 185 centimeters tall, looks more intimidating.

And his opponent Yu Xiaotian is still the same as before, with a casual face, even in the face of Josh's shot at any time, he still shows no defense, and the long sword in his hand is even more casually compared, I have to admit that the long sword is more like the baton of a band when he receives a gift!

"Huh~" Joshis made a move, the long sword in his hand hit the opponent like a bolt of lightning, and the time he chose was when Wang Xiaotian looked at a few partners outside the court, it can be seen from here that he is a real master, and at the best time, he chose the fiercest and fastest attack.

Under the illumination of the light, Josh's long sword was annoyed by the dazzling white light, and went straight to Wang Xiaotian's door, it seemed that he was really annoyed by Wang Xiaotian's previous provocation, and actually chose his most vulnerable part now.

And Wang Xiaotian realized that before the danger came, he seemed to react, and with a wave of his shoulder, the long sword in his hand drew a circle, and slammed into the opponent's attack.

"Oh~" A nobleman who likes fencing covered his eyes sadly, he couldn't stand it anymore, that savage Oriental, he actually took the thin sword out like a big sword, please, that's fencing, that's elegant sports!

But no matter what, Joshis stabbed directly, Wang Xiaotian slashed and slashed, without any deviation, and the two small long swords collided together very accurately.

And in the next moment, Josh felt a huge force coming from his palm, and his whole body trembled, and he was about to clench his long sword, but another strong attack came, this time he had no ability to resist, he was pushed back a few steps in a row by this force, and finally fell to the ground in the stunned eyes of everyone.

And at this moment, he is already outside the circle, whether it is ** or both feet.

This scene happened too fast and too weird, and it took a long time for everyone to react in unison, and then Qi Qi gasped.

"Prince Joshis, lost ......" (To be continued.) )