Chapter Ninety-Six: Pressing Myself a Million Taels!

It doesn't seem that simple. Lu Ming's killer's intuition had already sensed that these people had bad intentions towards him, not to mention anything else, but Jinda's appearance at the first-grade training ground, and He Qixiong's appearance on time to play the round, there were already all kinds of signs revealed in this. Now it seems that they just want to fight themselves and see what I do?

"Yes, Master of the Academy. It's just that it may hurt, after all, in the ring, no one can guarantee that they won't miss!" Jinda looked at Lu Ming, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly.

"It's good to have a fight, in the ring! Misses are always inevitable, just try to pay attention. "The old sword master is naturally full of confidence in his apprentice, not to mention that the opponent is just an eight-bladed great swordsman, comparable to Lu Ming, who can kill the eight-bladed sword master, is really too weak.

And this time I went out too quickly, I didn't bring too much silver taels, and Shentu, the old ghost, wouldn't bring any big money with him, so now is a good opportunity.

"Then ......" the old sword master stroked his beard: "It's not interesting to just compete, it's better to bring a little color, we can all participate, so that the atmosphere here will be different immediately." ”

The arrogance on He Qixiong's face did not decrease at all, and he was naturally not afraid to let the fifth-ranked master of the Sword Academy fight a one-edged great swordsman. And I can take this opportunity to find out the details of Lu Ming.

That's right, get to the bottom of it!

The trial competition organized by the Sword Hall is about to be held, and there will be a few people from my Sword Academy to participate, but this Lu Ming is actually able to fight against Zheng Haonan with more than a dozen people with a great swordsman, and he has the upper hand, which is not simple. However, I suspect now that it was the Sword Saint of Destruction who was behind the scenes, after all, when I saw him fighting Zheng Haonan with my own eyes, I had already been forced back by my sword qi.

However, the swordsmanship he used when he unloaded my sword qi was very rare! And his knowledge of kendo was extraordinary, and now that I am here to personally supervise and observe, I will be able to squeeze out his bottom line, not only so that my participating sword student will have a comprehensive preparation, but also show what kind of adventures he has gotten, with my eyesight, I will definitely not be mistaken. Then find an opportunity to steal him again and force all the artifacts to be revealed!

After all, no matter how much Lu Ming masters the divine object, the sword realm is a great swordsman, and he doesn't have a really good sword, so he can't do it to Li Ke's level at all, otherwise they won't be used to participate in the auction.

However, that greedy wolf sword body can't move, if I kidnap him, I'm afraid this Ji Wujian will really go crazy, if he comes to find himself desperately, and the Sword Saint of Destruction is there, although I'm not afraid of him, but I still can't bear it. If you don't have a sword body, it's different.

Moreover, these two old guys don't have much money at all, and they also have some reputation in the circle of swordsmen.

He Qixiong's old fox-like brain quickly turned around, and a trace of arrogance appeared on his face: "Then use silver to make a color head, we elders can't be less than one each, no! 50,000 taels." If you want to participate, you can't be less than one thousand taels, and there is no upper limit. The silver of the bet will be rewarded to the winner as a lottery, and then the winner of the bet will be borne by the losing side, I am the most fair, both sides are all one to one odds, I will do a banker, is it feasible?"

"Alright, that's it. The old sword master blinked, secretly touched his sleeve, and saw He Qixiong on the opposite side laughing.

He Qixiong waved his hand and shouted that the swordsmen brought a big box, as well as a pen and paper for the record, and then the swordsmen began to bet, how much each person bets, who is betting, and they will get a voucher in their hands, everything is very formal.

"I'll bet on the fifth senior brother to win, two thousand taels!" A sword student defiantly shook the five thousand taels of silver tickets in his hand at Lu Ming.

"I'll bet three thousand taels! Fifth Senior Brother wins!" the other swordsman sneered all over his face.

There was a sword student who looked very ordinary, but he didn't want to miss this good opportunity to make money, and his face was flushed at the moment: "Hey, I didn't bring any silver, who borrowed me a thousand taels, and I will pay it back when I win... Thank you, thank you, and I'll give half of the dividends to my brother!"

Li Ke Shi Ran walked over, stretched out his hand and took out a stack of silver tickets, shook it gently, and smiled proudly: "I'll bet, 50,000 taels!

"Wow! Senior brother is really a senior brother, and his shot is extraordinary! 50,000 taels, it is the parents of that kid who bet on this number!"

Everyone in the swordsmen of Haotian Sword Academy was very excited, and some were even very excited, after all, not all swordsmen had a thousand taels of silver, and now they could earn this silver so quickly and so easily, who could not be excited?

Seeing that the old sword master took out a silver ticket of 100,000 taels of silver with some hesitation, He Qixiong also kindly helped him make up his mind and stuffed it into the cash box at once.

The Sword Saint of Destruction secretly snickered, Ji Lao Wei was hesitating, isn't it a bit too little to bet on these?

The Sword Saint of Destruction took out a stack of silver tickets and stuffed them to Ouyang Luo: "Go, bet the 100,000 taels as well, and wait for the auction to buy you the money for a good sword, here is enough." ”

"I don't know much about this kind of lottery, can I mix it myself? Deposit some money?" Lu Ming also touched his sleeve and asked calmly.

"Okay, you can bet as much as you want. However, you can't bet to win, you can only bet on yourself to win. ”

He Qixiong said calmly, With me personally by his side, if the Sword Saint of Destruction is secretly doing something, he will definitely not be able to avoid my eyesight. What can I do now with this kid in the foot? It's just a little bit more of my swordsman's money.

Looking at He Qixiong's smug face, the Sword Saint of Destruction almost slapped his thigh and laughed, Let this kid bet Do you know how rich he is? Can you still afford to lose?

Ouyang Luo, who had just finished betting, stiffened his face, and finally couldn't help but laugh back to his original position, and then turned his back to the training ground and laughed silently, these people really haven't seen what kind of tricks this nouveau riche is?

Seeing that the other party agreed, Lu Ming touched his sleeve: "I'll bet ......."

"Damn, it's like it's just a thousand taels, how much money do I think I can do?" A sword student held a voucher of 20,000 taels in his hand, looked at the corner of a silver ticket in Lu Ming's hand, and sneered disdainfully.

"If you don't say it, it has to be our senior brother! Look at people, they casually bet 50,000 taels of silver, what does it mean to be rich? This is called rich!"

Li Ke held the two-handed giant sword in his arms, smiling leisurely, the swordsmen behind him were telling the truth, I am very rich.

His face was still calm, and Lu Ming's indifferent voice was not loud, but it invisibly penetrated into everyone's ears: "What I said is, one million taels of silver." ”

"What? a million taels?" a sword student suddenly shouted, like a goose pinched by someone's neck.

"A million taels? What a pile of silver does that have to be? Even a big bag of silver tickets has to go? This kid must be crazy!"

"Crazy, absolutely crazy! And he still wants money and wants to go crazy!"

Everyone present in the Haotian Sword Academy was shocked, this number was too huge, too huge to be believed.

"I see that your kid is just making trouble!" A sword student jumped out from behind He Qixiong, approached Lu Ming step by step, and scolded: "I see that you now know that you can't win at all, and you have to accompany a lot of money, so you want to start making trouble and make excuses......"

Lu Ming grabbed the silver ticket with his two fingers, and threw it directly, and the silver ticket turned into a white light and slammed it directly on the person's face.

The sound was crisp as if someone had invisibly slapped him, and the person was hit by this white light, and two nosebleeds came out of his head, and his steps were also backwards, and the white light lost its last kinetic energy, popped out a parabola, and fell to the ground with a click, and a light breeze blew, like a page blown by the wind.

"You dare to use a hidden weapon to ......" The nearest sword student wanted to accuse Lu Ming, but he suddenly blinked, looked at the objects on the ground, and immediately jumped up and shouted: "Silver ticket? 100,000 taels?"

"One hundred thousand taels of tickets, silver tickets?" Countless people stretched their necks in surprise to look at it, but their eyes widened instantly, as if someone had choked their throats, and they made a difficult voice: "One hundred thousand taels and one piece, or exactly ten tickets, this kid is so rich." ”

"What ......" Li Ke's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the silver tickets on the ground that were swaying in the wind, he couldn't speak, and felt that his tongue had fallen out. can smash out a million taels at will, it turns out that this kid is so rich!

It's just that although his clothes are more luxurious, many family members, and even side children, can afford to wear them, and they are not very good materials at all. And his face was cold, like those who had no money enough to dare to speak, and deliberately pretended to be, so he couldn't tell that he was a rich man?

And at his age, a person who can easily take out millions of silver taels will have this kind of trick in the entire Qingyuan Prefecture, except for a legendary loser in Tiandu City, who will have this kind of trick, and he will definitely not be able to find a second one!

Could it be that he is the legendary loser? Isn't that a waste of firewood? Why is he now spending money to hire the first sword-wielder in Tiandu City, and he is accompanied by the Sword Saint of Destruction?

Li Ke got to know such a very indifferent kid in front of him again, and then shook his head helplessly. I was thinking about raising the price with him so that he couldn't buy anything, which ...... Isn't that a joke?!

He Qixiong, who was guarding in front of the cash box, was a little embarrassed to let Jian Sheng record it, and the muscles on his face also jumped involuntarily a few times.

"One million, no matter where it comes from, it's not a small amount, I didn't expect this kid to be really rich! But it's okay, no matter how much money you have, you can't get the battle back, if my sword student can't win him, is that realm still called the realm? Even if I can defeat the Sword Saint of Destruction." He Qixiong thought like self-comforting, but his old fox-like mind thought of a possibility, dare to take out a million to bet, how much courage and confidence would it be?

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