Chapter Eighty-Three: I've Lost!
"Now, am I qualified to gamble with the gambling king?"
Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, at this moment, the gambling king suddenly felt that he was really old, even if he had the huge gap between the earth level and the heaven level, he could actually talk to himself without showing the slightest fear.
He even told himself with strength that he had the qualifications to negotiate with him on an equal footing.
"How do you want to bet?" looked at Fang Cun quietly, and after a long time, the gambling king slowly spoke, with an indescribable taste in his eyes.
"It's very simple, now there is still half a month before the opening of the Ancient Killing Domain. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Fang Cun said softly, "Within half a month, I will personally kill a Heaven Rank powerhouse, if I can't do it, I will lose." β
Even though he has repeatedly overestimated the square inch in his heart, however, as soon as these words came out, the gambling king still showed a trace of disbelief indescribably.
As a Heaven Rank powerhouse, he knew very well that the gap between the Earth Rank and the Heaven Rank, even if he was a genius Earth Rank powerhouse, he didn't want to cross the level to kill the Heaven Rank, this was almost an iron law of death.
Even if Fang Cun has shown such a strong posture now, at most, he is barely dealing with the heaven-level powerhouse, and if he wants to kill the heaven-level powerhouse, it is tantamount to a fantasy.
As soon as the thought turned in his mind, the gambling king seemed to remember something, but before he could say it, Fang Cun seemed to see through his thoughts, and said softly, "Don't worry, I don't need the imperial sword." β
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At this moment, the gambling king was really shocked by Fang Cun, and he didn't use the power of the Emperor Sword to kill the Heavenly Rank powerhouse?
"What's the bet?" and after a moment of silence, the gambling king asked softly.
"If I can't do it, not only will I offer the antidote with both hands, but I will never ask the Orderer to do anything again, and I have never gambled with him before the lunch. Looking at the gambling king, Fang Cun said lightly, "If I am lucky enough to do it, there is only one request, the gambling king, you must not divulge half a word about today's matter, and you must not ask me what I ask the disciples to do." β
This is the real reason why Fang Cun did not leave just now, only by blocking the mouth of the gambling king, the next plan can continue, otherwise, what awaits him will only be continuous trouble.
"Fair enough, I'll bet on you. After a moment of silence, the gambling king nodded slowly.
Not to mention that this bet itself is that he has taken a big advantage, even if he suffers a little loss, he must gamble, otherwise, wouldn't it be true that he didn't put Li Dongsheng in his heart at all?
Now, there will be an irreparable rift between master and apprentice.
Although before, the gambling king swore that when Li Dongsheng lost, he would be dead, but in fact, he also attached great importance to this only disciple. As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, it is natural that he is not willing to abandon it seriously.
This bet itself is a trick, unless he has planned to completely sever the relationship with this disciple, otherwise, as soon as Fang Cun's words come out, he will already have to gamble.
As for whether or not to leak today's matter, it is actually not a big problem for the gambling king.
When he reaches this realm, he naturally won't take the so-called reward for the news about Fang Cun in his eyes, and the person he is trying to do is nothing more than the emperor's sword.
Now that Fang Cun had shown an ability that made him feel tricky, he had almost broken off his thoughts of fighting for the Emperor Sword. Whether or not he said the news in this way is of little importance to him.
In this case, the younger generation will take his leave. Naturally, he moved the corners of his mouth, and at the foot of his feet, he used the word trick to the limit, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from the sight of the gambling king.
This is undoubtedly also a gesture, telling the gambling king with this terrifying speed that even he is difficult to keep himself.
It wasn't until Fang Cun left completely that the gambling king sighed, and then sat down on the chair next to him.
"Master...... Are you sure you can win this bet?"
Looking at the gambling king, for a long time, Li Dongsheng asked softly.
Things have come to this point, but he calmed down, left and right is just a mess with Fang Cun, the worst result is nothing more than death, what else can be lost?
"If it's you, are you sure?" the gambling king didn't answer, but asked softly.
Yes, this bet, in fact, it doesn't matter who fights, the only difference is just in the square inch.
However, for Fang Cun, whether it is him or the gambling king, he can't see clearly.
"If it were someone else, I thought there was a 100% chance of winning, but ...... It's his words, I don't know why, I have another gut feeling that we might lose. With a wry smile, Li Dongsheng himself didn't know why he would say such depressing words.
Maybe it was affected by the previous defeat, maybe it was impressed by Fang Cun's mysterious temperament, or both, in short, at this moment, I don't know why, he has lost the confidence to win.
"Actually, we've already lost. With a sigh, the gambling king shook his head and said, "If he wins, then, even if there is no gamble, I will not leak his news, because since he has the strength to kill the Heaven Rank powerhouse, he also has the strength to threaten me." β
After a pause, the gambling king continued, "On the contrary, even if he can't do it, he has already dragged the time until the Ancient Killing Domain is opened, and at that time, whether I say it or not, it is no longer meaningful." β
A lifetime of gambling, for these things, the gambling king naturally sees clearly, and it is impossible to be fooled.
"In that case, why did the master still agree to him?" Hearing this, Li Dongsheng was even more puzzled, since he had seen through this, wouldn't it be more straightforward to refuse?
"And then?" looked at Li Dongsheng quietly, and the gambling king asked softly.
For a moment, Li Dongsheng couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and finally really reacted, yes, and then what?
Fang Cun has already shown enough strength, even if it is not enough to really compete with the Heaven Rank powerhouse, I am afraid that the gambling king will not be able to keep him at all! Don't forget, he still has the Emperor Sword in his hand, it is an artifact that can really turn things around!
What will be the result of refusing at this time?
It's nothing more than forcing Fang Cun to kill himself first, and then get out, and it will make the gambling king have a mortal enmity with him.
Don't forget that bet, according to the gambling game, Fang Cun may have the strength to kill the heaven-level powerhouse, once he has a mortal enemy, the heaven-level powerhouse he wants to kill will probably become the gambling king.
Even if the possibility of his success is small, he can't ignore the possibility, right?
Gambling, you still have a chance to live, and there is actually nothing to lose if you win or lose.
If you don't gamble, you will die immediately, and it will bring endless troubles and troubles to the gambling king.
Further, if the gambling king really refuses, will he really not have a trace of mustard for the master in his heart?
At this moment, Li Dongsheng really understood that it turned out that this gamble could not be refused.
At this moment, Li Dongsheng really gave birth to a sense of jealousy, which was a kind of outright chill! What kind of terrifying scheming and reaction did it take to set up such a terrifying layout in such a short period of time?
And most importantly...... Besides, could he really kill a Heaven Rank powerhouse?
If, at the end of this gamble, he really fulfilled his promise and killed the heaven-level powerhouse by leaping over the level...... Who would dare to be an enemy of such an enemy?
At this moment, Li Dongsheng suddenly realized how naΓ―ve his move of wanting to watch the imperial sword was.
Only such a person is qualified to have the imperial sword that once commanded the world, right?
The bureau has been opened, and now he has inevitably fallen into it, but all he can do now is quietly watch him perform.
......... The drizzle was hazy, and between heaven and earth, it seemed to be covered with a faint veil.
Holding the imperial sword, walking quietly on the street, the corners of Fang Cun's mouth unconsciously hooked a faint arc, looking at the noisy crowd on the street, but he unconsciously had a sense of estrangement.
Unconsciously, I seem to have departed from the category of ordinary people.
Seeing a familiar figure from a distance, Fang Cun's heart moved slightly, and he followed quietly.
Of course, at this time, Fang Cun had already changed into an ordinary appearance, and with the Emperor Sword's concealment of his aura, no one would be able to recognize him at all.
"Shopkeeper, please give me a clean upper room. β
With his hands folded, Huiyan spoke softly, without a trace of fireworks on his body, and put on the simple monk's robe, on the surface, there was indeed no difference between ordinary walking monks.
"Okay. Smiling, the shopkeeper nodded kindly, "There's a table over there, why don't you take a break first?"
"Thank you. After bowing, Hui Yan smiled and thanked him, and sat down at the table next to him.
Although the drizzle was not heavy, but it had already wet the monk's clothes on his body, Huiyan was naturally not afraid of this cold, but just like ordinary people, he asked the store for a towel to gently wipe the rain off his forehead.
"Little Master, look at you like this, aren't you from our Qingzhou?" Accepting the silver, Xiao Er smiled and poured tea for Hui Yan, chatting with a little bit.
"Just arrived in Qingzhou Mansion. With Huiyan's strength, naturally there is no need to care about ordinary people, but Huiyan still doesn't have any shelf, and he talks to Xiao Er with a smile without the slightest boredom.
Sitting in the corner, watching Hui Yan behave like this, even if it is a square inch, he has to admire, aside from other things, such a monk is indeed worthy of respect.
As if he suddenly thought of something, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Fang Cun's mouth, and he swaggered towards Huiyan, "Little Master, in the next heart to the Buddha, today is fate, I don't know if I am lucky, please invite the little master to eat a vegetarian meal?"
The clean caftan is a little old, however, the face is full of sincerity, without the slightest artificiality, although there is a sword hanging from the waist, but at a glance, you can see that it is only for decoration, and it is not valuable.
The breath seems to be just an ordinary congenital, although it is not bad among ordinary people, but it does not make Hui Yan have any thoughts.
"Amitabha, since this is the case, the little monk is grateful to the donor. β
(To be continued)