Chapter 22: How Much Have You Pressed It?!
At this moment, there was silence all around.
Only countless petrified gazes locked in one direction, forgetting to breathe.
On the ancient rooftop, the unserious old man, with a dark appearance, has been hit by a mine until his hair stands on end, and from time to time he trembles and twitches like a sheep's horn madness, and is about to fall at any time.
Success, success, you must succeed!
Zhou Yan was shouting in his heart, his pupils were wide open, his teeth were clenched, and his finger bones were "squeaking", which was even more nervous than the old man who was being robbed by a landmine.
The high-level officials in the martial hall also raised their hearts to their throats, both excited and apprehensive.
If you forget the old man, you really create a miracle and make a successful breakthrough.
Then the entire Ling Chen Martial Hall will be famous for a while, and its status in the royal family can also be raised to a higher level.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a dull thunderclap rang out.
However, a silver mine three fingers thick shot up from the ground for the first time, like a poisonous snake devouring it, striking the crumbling body of the old man.
The next moment later, everyone, including Zhou Yan, had their eyes and hearts shrinking suddenly, and they didn't dare to breathe.
"Poof!"
After receiving this last ferocious landmine, the old man's body was shocked, his back was hunched, and a mouthful of blood from the boss was spewed out on the spot.
Finished!
It's over!
Zhou Yan's heart thumped, and it instantly seemed to fall from the clouds to the bottom.
In the end, the ferocious mine actually hit the old man until he spurted blood, didn't that mean that he had failed?
Not only did 1,000 taels of gold go to waste, but he also lost 100 taels of gold, Zhou Yan's heart was "sighing" and dripping blood.
"Oh no, failed!"
"Quick, go and save the old man!"
All the high-level officials in the martial arts hall shouted in shock, jumped up, and rushed to the rooftop to save people.
But just when everyone regretted the failure of forgetting the old man, all of a sudden, the accident reappeared.
"Bang!"
Out of thin air, a fierce wind howled, forming a fierce wall of qi.
All the high-rise buildings who wanted to climb the ancient rooftop to save the old man were knocked out more than ten meters away by the terrible wind and waves that suddenly took shape.
Hey!
Is there still a play?
Seeing this, Zhou Yan jumped excitedly and looked closely at the sudden change on the rooftop.
"What's going on?"
"Didn't the old man fail to forget, why is there still a strong wind?"
"No.... No, this doesn't seem to be any ordinary wind. ”
“.....”
Everyone was shocked.
"Reiki, is the aura formed by the extremely strong aura!?"
Zhou Yan shouted excitedly: "Hahaha..... Succeeded, forgetting the old man, he did not fail. ”
Zhou Yan shouted this happily.
He was not happy that he had forgotten the old man's success, but that his one hundred taels of gold tickets had been lost, and that he would win a huge sum of one thousand taels of gold.
Thinking of this thousand taels of gold, Zhou Yan was crazy with joy.
Martial arts promotion, if the calamity is successful, heaven and earth will naturally return a strong energy tide, like an alternative reward.
This is clearly the case with the old man now.
"It's amazing, we forgot to create a miracle in the cultivation world!"
"Incredible!"
"Great!"
“.....”
All the high-level officials in the martial hall were already excited, looking up to the sky and shouting.
"Tut-tut..... You're so young. Be calm, be low-key, guard against arrogance and dryness, and understand whether you understand or not. ”
At this time, from the wind and waves of spiritual energy that slowly subsided, there was a smooth sound in an oil cavity.
The old man did succeed, and the voice was his.
After a whale swallowed the sea, all the aura wind and waves were instantly absorbed by the old man and entered his thin and old body.
I saw that the whole body was scorched black, the old back was slightly packed, and the shape was funny, but the old man who was with his hands on his waist and laughing in the sky appeared in the eyes of everyone.
"Wahaha....."
"With the face of the master of this hall, who can eat all over the world by his appearance, he can create miracles and make a successful breakthrough, isn't it a matter of course. ”
"Please don't look at the handsome face of the hall master with such a respectful gaze, I'm afraid that you will be ashamed of yourself after watching it for a long time, and it will not be good to hit everyone's self-confidence. ”
Vomit!
The audience suddenly vomited a large piece, speechless to death.
This top-grade strange old man, even if he makes such an amazing feat, his shameless temperament is still the same, how can he have the slightest mastery style.
"That's right. The old man has heard from all directions, and he seems to have heard that the wild coach is taking me as a bet, is there such a thing?"
Forget the old man, there is no straight look at the sexy stunner Ye Yingying.
"So what?"
Even if the old man broke through, Ye Yingying still didn't buy his account, and pouted angrily.
"Ouch, you're done. It will definitely make you bankrupt and vomit blood. Thinking that the old man is such a perfect man, there must be countless people who press me to succeed. ”
The old man forgot that he didn't know where he got his self-confidence, and he was so shameless.
Ye Yingying suddenly laughed, her delicate body trembled, making the pair of snow-white waves on her chest proud, rolling majestically, charming, she smiled: "I'm sorry, bad old man." Up and down the whole martial arts hall, only one disciple bought you successfully. Oh, this girl can make a lot of money this time, and she has to count the money until her hands hurt. ”
"What!"
The old man screamed in shock, and then his eyebrows fluttered, and he said in surprise: "Who is so discerning, hurry up, come out quickly, let the old man take a good look." The old man appreciates you. ”
Although the old man is extremely narcissistic and shameless, he still has self-knowledge in his heart.
He originally thought that no one would buy him to succeed, but there was a strange person who dared to pressure him to succeed, which naturally aroused his great interest.
"Zhou.... Zhou Yan, now you can ...... It's here!"
"Zhou ..... Zhou Yan, don't forget our bitter brothers!"
"What are you doing in a daze, I forgot that I was calling you. ”
Some of the registered disciples who knew that Zhou Yan had bought a hundred taels of gold and forgot the old man's success, at this moment, they were already envious, jealous and hateful to Zhou Yan.
Not only won an astronomical sum of 1,000 taels of gold.
Because of this, he has been appreciated by the master of this martial arts hall, and he will be able to flourish in the martial arts hall in the future.
At the same time, everyone's eyes were also wide-eyed, and they were all curious about who was so bold and dared to forget the old man's success, and moreover, it was extremely incredible to win.
What a blessing this must be!
At this time, among the disciples of the inner hall, Feng Ao's face was really a hundred times more ugly than that of his dead father and mother.
This kind of one-in-a-million chance actually made Zhou Yan win the bet.
At this moment, Feng Ao was almost indignant in his heart, and even wanted to raise his middle finger at the sky, and roared: How can you, he, mother, take care of Zhou Yan's thousand killing knives like this.
At this moment, there were really countless strange beasts rushing past Feng Ao's injured heart.
"It's the disciple. ”
Under the watchful eye, Zhou Yan slowly stood up, surprising everyone's eyes.
At this moment, Zhou Yan has become the only protagonist here.
"Good boy, visionary, courageous. Tell me, what's your name?"
"Named disciple Zhou Yan. ”
Zhou Yan replied.
"Zhou Yan, what a name, the old man is very optimistic about you. ”
The old man, who was not in the right shape, glanced at Ye Yingying and said, "Deacon Ye, you are miserable, I heard that it is a one-to-ten odds." ”
"Cut, he alone buys you successfully, not to mention one loss of ten, even one loss of 100 girls also make money, and they can afford to lose. ”
As she spoke, Ye Yingying looked at Zhou Yan, her big watery eyes were shining smartly, and she said, "How much have you pressed?"
The disciple pressed a hundred taels of gold. Zhou Yanqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart and said calmly.
"It's only a hundred taels....... What, how much did you press? a hundred taels..... Or gold!?"
Deacon Ye, who was still indifferent, suddenly screamed, and her amorous face was already colorless.