Dongfang Yixue stared at Ling Fan, Ling Fan was not to be outdone and stared at Dongfang Yixue, at this time, it depends on whose cheeks are thick. Sure enough, after a few seconds of stalemate, Dongfang Yixue couldn't stand it, although she thought that she was not inferior to others in terms of appearance, figure or temperament, but this kind of staring at other people made her feel uncomfortable. Especially the person who stared at her was still a tightly encased mysterious person.

"You...... What do you see?" Dongfang Yixue said a little shyly as she spoke first. Ling Fan smiled at Dongfang Yixue, and the strip of cloth wrapped around his face also moved, which made Dongfang Yixue feel cold.

"By the way, Ling Fan, you don't know, right? In this duel between you and Feng Mingyu, the Feng family also deliberately set up a gambling game. Dongfang Yutong said to Ling Fan.

"What kind of gamble?" Ling Fan was stunned.

"Is it to bet on you to win or on Feng Mingyu to win. Feng Mingyu is one to two. Dongfang Yutong said carefully.

"I'll go, no wonder there are so many people, so what are my odds? How many people bet on me to win?" Ling Fan couldn't help but ask in a foul mouth.

"This, no one is betting on you......" Dongfang Yutong said with his head down, he knew that this would hit Ling Fan, so his voice was even weaker.

"Damn, it's obvious that they're all here to see me lose, and the Feng family spent money to buy a bunch of audiences. Ling Fan was a little unhappy. "Then there should always be odds, right?" he is an unpopular, but he must also set the odds, otherwise this is a gamble.

"Yes, there is. You need to bet one hundred taels, as for the odds, if you win the money bet on Feng Mingyu is the bettor, you can divide it evenly. Dongfang Yutong said in a small voice again.

It's ruthless enough, it only takes one hundred taels to bet on Ling Fan, almost everyone thinks that Ling Fan will lose, and no one will waste one hundred taels on Ling Fan. Ling Fan's heart sank when he heard this, and he made up his mind.

"Okay, Yutong, I didn't bring any money, did you bring any money? Lend me a hundred taels, I will double your repayment if I win, if I lose and smash the pot and sell iron, I will pay you back the money." Ling Fan said impassionedly.

"Come on, where did you get the pot?" Dongfang Yutong muttered.

The words "I ......" made Ling Fan speechless.

"Okay, even if you lose, you don't have to pay it back, you be careful, as long as you're fine, this hundred taels will be regarded as if I bought you and won." Dongfang Yutong said as he untied a pocket from his waist and handed it to Ling Fan.

"No need, I don't understand this, you go and bet for me, in case I win, you are also responsible for helping me collect money. Ling Fan said.

"Ling Fan, how sure are you?" a voice interrupted Ling Fan, and Jia Song didn't know when he appeared beside Ling Fan.

"This, Mr. Jia, I can't say it yet, I'll do my best. Ling Fan said seriously as he had never been. "Okay, I'm going on stage. ”

Looking at Ling Fan's determined eyes, Jia Song and Dongfang Yutong nodded, and they both sweated for Ling Fan in their hearts.

Feng Mingyu saw that Ling Fan had finally come to the stage, and a strange smile appeared on his face. But he always felt that Ling Fan was weird, and his whole body looked very bloated, but he couldn't say what was wrong with him.

"Ling Fan, don't worry, I won't want your life. Feng Mingyu said lightly, as if he had already won.

Ling Fan didn't pay attention to Feng Mingyu at all, and walked towards Feng Mingyu step by step. Looking at Feng Mingyu's face, Ling Fan thought in his heart, this Feng Mingyu is indeed extraordinary, and he has the strength of a spirit master, and he does have proud capital.

Feng Mingyu was stunned for a moment when he saw Ling Fan walking towards him, and then raised his hand and hit Ling Fan with a palm. This palm watched as it hit Ling Fan. Ling Fan suddenly spoke.

"Wait a minute", a sentence shouted out Feng Mingyu's palm stopped in front of Ling Fan's chest.

"Feng Mingyu, you are also the son of a big family, how can you not understand any politeness, although we are said to be a duel, but it is not a duel of life and death, if it is not for me and your Feng family have some disputes, this duel should be more accurate to say, besides, this is Sunset Academy, in front of so many teachers and students, should you shake hands first to show friendship. Ling Fan said a lot in one breath, and he said it with confidence.

"You...... I ......" Feng Mingyu looked a little embarrassed, he didn't expect Ling Fan to come to this set. But what Ling Fan said was so reasonable, everyone present heard it, and if he refuted it now, he would lose his demeanor.

"Okay. Feng Mingyu raised his hand as he spoke.

Ling Fan also raised his hand to hold Feng Mingyu's hand and shook it vigorously, and a trace of consciousness quietly entered Feng Mingyu's body. Feng Mingyu was particularly disgusted with Ling Fan, originally he didn't like Ling Fan, but now that he was closer, he could clearly smell a heavy earthy smell on Ling Fan's body, which was unbearable for him as a young master from a large family.

After shaking hands for a while, Feng Mingyu shook off Ling Fan's hand. "Alright, let's get started. Saying that, Feng Mingyu slapped at Ling Fan again.

Ling Fan stood still and didn't move, watching Feng Mingyu's palm hit him. "Wait a minute. Ling Fan shouted again.

Feng Mingyu's palm hurriedly stopped in front of Ling Fan.

"Ling Fan, what are you going to do?" Feng Mingyu shouted loudly, no matter how much Feng Mingyu had a city government, he couldn't help Ling Fan's teasing like this.

"Feng Mingyu, you are also at the level of a spirit master, is it a bit of a bully to fight me like this, I just want to talk about the rules. Ling Fan said slowly.

Feng Mingyu gritted his teeth and trembled. "Okay, you say. ”

"Then I'll just say it, everyone can see that our strength is not half a star, if I fight with you with my bare hands, it will be a loss, so I may use some extraordinary means in the battle, such as hidden weapons, various props and the like. Ling Fan said a little unashamedly.

"Of course, if you, Senior Young Master Feng, are afraid of losing, then forget it. Ling Fan continued to stimulate Feng Mingyu.

"You fart. Feng Mingyu regretted it a little as soon as he finished speaking, he thought that his self-control was very strong, but in the face of Ling Fan, he didn't know where the nameless fire burned.

Looking around again, everyone was staring at Feng Mingyu. Feng Mingyu hesitated at the moment, he was cautious by nature and had always thought that he had no last resort since he was born, of course he wanted to refuse such a factor that was unfavorable to him, and he never thought that Ling Fan would put forward such a condition in such a public occasion.

However, Ling Fan really made a request, whether this duel was for him personally or on behalf of the Feng family, he was not allowed to refuse, once he refused, his prestige in the academy would be greatly reduced, and the Feng family would lose face because of it.

Ling Fan, there is really you, you really have my army, Feng Mingde thought to himself. But there was only an expression of indifference on his face.

"Haha. "Laughter is used to hide embarrassment, Feng Mingyu said to Ling Fan with a smile. "Okay, I promise you, I'll knock you down completely. Down with two words, Feng Mingyu almost gritted his teeth and said it.

"Feng Mingyu, Feng Mingyu......" The audience kept cheering, in their opinion, it didn't matter if Feng Mingyu agreed to Ling Fan's request, and in this way, Feng Mingyu would have more face if he won Ling Fan.

"This Ling Fan is really interesting, but I don't know if he is as sharp as his mouth when he starts to move. On the roof in the distance, an old man sat on the roof and said to himself, and this old man was Wu Xu, the dean of Sunset Academy.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Fan's mouth, the first round of psychological warfare was a win.

"Okay, then thank you for the generosity of Senior Young Master Feng. Ling Fan said, holding his fingers in his mouth and whistling vigorously. "Meow ......" A lazy cry sounded, and a small black figure jumped into the ring and lay at the foot of the ring. The little black cat Lingling stared at Ling Fan with small eyes, Ling Fan looked at the little black cat, and said secretly in his heart, your role today is to deter Feng Mingyu.

Sure enough, after Feng Mingyu saw Lingling, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly. He had heard about this black cat from Feng Mingde, the biggest factor in Feng Mingde's defeat was this black cat, no wonder Ling Fan would make such a request, it turned out that he wanted to repeat his old tricks.

However, Feng Mingyu's subtle movements were seen by Ling Fan, and he knew that Feng Mingyu was going to be distracted at this moment.

"Okay, Young Master Feng, let the horse come over. Ling Fan waved his hand at Feng Mingyu.

Hmph, Feng Mingyu snorted coldly and rushed towards Ling Fan. It was so fast, although Ling Fan had thought about the scene of fighting Feng Mingyu in his mind before, he was still taken aback when it came to actual combat.

A palm slammed towards Ling Fan's chest, and the little black cat Lingling suddenly stood up and walked around Feng Mingyu's back at this moment. "Meow" screamed.

This slap hit Ling Fan's chest, and Ling Fan felt a tremor in his body. Whew, it's a lot of strength, fortunately, Ling Fan invoked the aura in the spiritual sea in his body in time, and manipulated the aura outside the body to form a double protection to protect his chest, but he should be more grateful to the spiritual spirit, Feng Mingyu obviously didn't do his best because he was afraid of the spiritual spirit.

Feng Mingyu's slap made him feel that Ling Fanguo was as durable as Feng Mingde said. Although he stared at Lingling distractedly, the power of this palm should not be underestimated, even a stone could be shattered. What Feng Mingyu didn't expect was a slap on Ling Fan's body, and dust began to rise on Ling Fan's body.

Ling Fan also began to fight back with the martial arts moves and footwork recommended to him by Jia Song, and that move was perfect. Ling Fan had already practiced this simple set of martial arts moves and footwork very proficiently, but in Feng Mingyu's eyes, Ling Fan was like a baby who had just been able to walk, there were flaws everywhere, the location of the move attack, and the place where the footwork fell could not escape his eyes.

In the audience, Jia Song covered his face with one hand and muttered in his heart. "Ling Fan, Ling Fan, they all told you that it didn't work, they just didn't listen to persuasion. ”

The little black cat Lingling was very annoying and had been behind Feng Mingyu, no matter how Feng Mingyu moved, Lingling quickly went around his back, which also made Feng Mingyu dare not concentrate all his attention on Ling Fan, for this unknown black cat, he was deeply afraid.

Even if Feng Mingyu didn't concentrate all his energy, he still kept hitting Ling Fan with one palm at a time. But Ling Fan was like a tumbler, no matter how Feng Mingyu hit, he couldn't be defeated if he staggered.

On the surface, he was watching Ling Fan passively being beaten, and the people in the audience didn't understand why Ling Fan was so resistant. Clear-eyed people can also see that it seems that Feng Mingyu cares about the black cat very much.

On the stage, Feng Mingyu was a little anxious in his heart, although his Liuyun Palm and Xingyun Bu had an absolute advantage, and he had been chasing Ling Fan, but he always felt that he couldn't cause absolute damage to Ling Fan, and the dust on the backstage of several attacks was getting bigger and bigger.

Ling Fan is like a basket full of dust and dirt, if you hit him, he will spray dust and dirt out of his body. Feng Mingyu was very angry in his heart, and he kept hitting Ling Fan, so that his body was also covered with dust and soil, and his gorgeous clothes became dirty.

At this time, Ling Fan's outfit had an absolute advantage, the strip of cloth covering his face was like a big mask, and he looked so calm on a hazy day, and the tight wrapping of his whole body made Ling Fan immune to the dust.

"Ahem...... Cough...... cough ......" However, Feng Mingyu choked on the dust and began to cough.