Before Chen Feng arrived at the martial arts arena, the news that the golden one-star monk was going to challenge the golden four-star monk had already spread.

"Hurry up! People haven't had enough fun yet! ”

"Next time, you put on your clothes first, this time you have a good show to watch, and you can bet again!"

"Does money smell like me?"

A similar scene also took place in various corners of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. This kind of competition is rare, and it is clear that it is an opportunity to make a fortune, so everyone put down what they are doing and rushed to the competition field.

Not far from the ring, many people gathered, and in front of those people, there was a large gambling stall.

Chen Feng came nearby, and the Eye of the Sky Scar scanned the audience and saw the odds on the gambling stall.

Jiang Beichen's odds are 1 to 1.

And their odds are one to ten, the odds are very high, if they win the bet, including the principal, then they can get ten times the spirit stone. But even so, not many people bet on themselves.

"Let's let, let's go!" Chen Feng pushed away the crowd, came to the gambling stall, and directly threw a storage ring to his odds, "There are 10,000 spirit stones here, the dealer will click on it." ”

"Ten thousand spirit stones?" The monk sitting in the village hurriedly checked the storage ring, and sure enough, he saw 10,000 spirit stones, and he couldn't help but beat a little drum in his heart. He didn't expect Chen Feng to press himself by himself! If you don't have complete certainty, it is impossible to press so many spirit stones.

But Chen Feng just did it! His behavior made many people who wanted to bet on Jiang Beichen to win couldn't help but hesitate. After all, 10,000 spirit stones is not a small amount, and that is their salary for two years. Since Chen Feng pressed so much, maybe he was really sure that he could win.

Just as they hesitated, a tall monk walked over and pressed a thousand spirit stones on each side.

Everyone frowned, wondering what that meant.

Soon they understood, and couldn't help but marvel at the cleverness of this technique, and even Chen Feng couldn't help but nod slightly.

If Jiang Beichen wins, then the bettor will naturally win a thousand spirit stones. But at the same time, the thousand spirit stones that he pressed himself just now would also be lost.

So, the person who bets does not make or lose.

Similarly, if he wins, then the 1,000 spirit stones he bet on will be multiplied tenfold, and he will make a net profit of 9,000 spirit stones, and after deducting the 1,000 spirit stones he lost by Jiang Beichen, he can also earn 8,000 spirit stones.

It's just that if he wins the game, then he will make money. So the others are still a little hesitant, after all, they don't quite believe that they can win.

"Brother, I'm optimistic about you!" The monk who pressed a thousand spirit stones on each side just now said.

"If you really think about me, why bother with both sides?" Chen Feng said.

The other party was a little embarrassed, didn't answer, and left the place directly.

"I also bet, I bet on Chen Feng to win, here are 100,000 spirit stones." Ling Qingwu threw a storage ring onto Chen Feng's betting area.

"Dance lightly, don't mess around!" The voice of the Purple Cloud Dao Leader spread all around.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a gray-haired old man descending from the sky, and after landing to the ground, the ground did not even make a sound.

"The true qi is controlled quite well, meticulous, not only did it not make a sound after landing, but it didn't even raise a little dust, so he deserves to be a master of the Supreme Realm." Chen Feng secretly admired in his heart.

"Purple Cloud Dao Chief, it's Purple Cloud Dao Chief! The Purple Cloud Dao Leader is here, look at how arrogant Chen Feng is! The monks next to him were very resistant to Chen Feng, especially Chen Feng who had been holding Ling Qingwu's hand, which made them even more unhappy.

"Welcome Master!" Jiang Beichen stepped forward and said.

Daoist Ziyun nodded slightly, walked over to Ling Qingwu, and soon came to Ling Qingwu's side.

"Light dance, what did Master tell you before the retreat? Do you remember? Purple Cloud Daoist said.

"Of course, the disciple remembers that the master said that let the disciple cultivate well, unless necessary, he must not take half a step out of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and he must set a good example in the sect, and he must not violate the door rules." Ling Qingwu frowned and arched her hand, a little worried about Chen Feng in her heart.

"You still remember what Master said, since you remember, why did you enter the secret realm without permission? Why did you condone Chen Feng's murder? And the teacher has warned you many times that you are not allowed to participate in the gambling in the sect, but now you seem to have committed everything! Could it be that the master is old and what he said is useless? "Purple Cloud Dao is furious.

"Master is too worried, in the heart of the apprentice, the master will never get old." Ling Qingwu said.

"Well, let's not talk about you yet. Young man, you are Chen Feng, right? Daoist Ziyun looked at Chen Feng.

"Exactly!" Chen Feng replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"You're guts, let's start fighting." The Purple Cloud Daoist took out ten wooden jade plates, "There are ten jade plates here, each jade plate is equipped with a formation, and there are a few words sealed inside the formation, those words are the content of the competition, choose one." ”

Chen Feng looked at the jade plates, and under the investigation of the Eye of the Sky Scar, the contents of them were all seen by him.

"That's it." Chen Feng picked up a jade plaque.

"Dust." Purple Cloud Dao Elder shouted.

Jiang Beichen nodded and chose one too.

"Okay, now that each of you has chosen one, then the content of this third game will be decided by the old man, so let's compete. Rest assured, none of you have drawn this content. And this competition will be repeated in a week. Ziyun Dao looked at Chen Feng with a smile.

Chen Feng was immediately startled, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

"That's right, in the Lin family's martial arts arena, the old man will arrange for Chen'er to compete with you." Daoist Ziyun said.

Chen Feng understood in his heart that this must be Jiang Beichen's idea, and its purpose was to better humiliate himself!

The Lin family's birthday banquet, guests from all over the world gathered together, if he was defeated by him at that time, then he could not only marry Lin Xue, but also humiliate himself in every way.

Although he understood this, Chen Feng did not have a good way to deal with it in his heart. He knew very well in his heart that Jiang Beichen's strength was not weak, and unless he used the ruthless power of jade, he could only tie with Jiang Beichen at most.

But Chen Feng didn't want to use the ruthless power of jade at every turn, otherwise it would be detrimental to his cultivation.

"Chen Feng, you can't be afraid, right?" Jiang Beichen scoffed.

"I've never been afraid of this word in my dictionary." Chen Feng stared at Jiang Beichen tightly, "As long as I win two games in a row, then you will lose!" However, I still welcome you to the Lin family's martial arts arena, because I will make you lose even the third game. ”

"Since you are so confident, then the old man announces that the game begins." The Purple Cloud Dao Leader inspired the content of the first jade plaque.