It's just a pity that now is the time of the duel.

The situation on the field did not allow him to stop and rest at all.

The recovery of qi and blood operation is even more impossible.

What's even worse is that the symptom of the sudden cessation of heartbeat just now made this guy from the Tianxiang Sect panic.

People are selfish.

Compared with his own life, what duel wins or loses, what sect's reputation, is a mess of shit.

Life is gone, what's the use of keeping those ethereal things?

The master has made a move, and the victory or defeat is originally between the first line.

His heart was so messed up, and he immediately revealed several irreparable flaws.

In the next second, the tip of the opponent's sword was already pointed directly at his chest.

looked at the unpretentious wooden sword in the other party's hand, which was already poked in his chest.

This guy from the Tianxiang Sect turned gray.

Then he threw down the wooden knife in his hand very shamefully, indicating that he had been defeated.

This sudden change made many people in the ring stunned.

It's a long story.

In fact, from the time when his heart stopped beating because of lack of qi and blood, to the time when he lost the duel because he was flustered, it was a matter of the blink of an eye.

Many people in the ring didn't even know what was going on, and the guy from Mingjian Tower cheered excitedly because of the sudden victory.

Naturally, his fellow disciples, and those who bet on him to win, cheered.

But many guys, including Jia Bufan, looked dazed.

Especially Jia Bufan, looking at the guy in Mingjian Tower, shouting and jumping in the ring, his eyes suddenly lost focus.

"How can this be, how can it be so?" he muttered unconsciously as his mind went blank.

His fellow disciples inexplicably lost the game, causing him to inexplicably lose a thousand taels of silver.

At the same time, the pit dug for Xu Yang has also become a joke.

He also thought that after getting the compensation from the bet, he would go to the front of the boy surnamed Xu and humiliate the other party.

But now, it's all a luxury.

And Xu Yang, who is one of the biggest winners of this duel, will naturally not be as vulgar as Jia Bufan.

At this time, he glanced at Jia Bufan's body and ignored it.

That guy looks distracted now, and it seems a little inhuman to run over and stimulate him again.

In case you get angry and die, it's also a trouble.

The people of the Tianxiang faction are not vegetarians.

Come on, it's more important to count the money.

A bet of six hundred taels of silver, twice the odds.

and with interest, it was one thousand eight hundred taels of silver.

Plus fifty taels of silver, double the odds of seven.

That's another hundred and thirty-five taels.

In other words, the fat man of Mingjian Tower now owes him 1,935 taels of silver.

With such a large amount of debt to be collected, how could he have time to pay attention to Jia Bufan's idiot?

At this moment, Zhang Tianxiang, who was standing beside Xu Yang, was even more excited than Xu Yang.

The fifty taels of silver he followed Xu Yang were purely a move to support Xu Yang.

He once thought that the fifty taels of silver were wasted.

didn't think about it, the guy in Mingjian Tower actually gave him a comeback to win.

Fifty taels of silver, the odds of one times seven, plus the capital paid before, that is one hundred and thirty-five taels of silver.

In other words, this one hundred and thirty-five taels of silver is basically equivalent to falling from the sky.

In this case, how can Zhang Tianxiang not be excited?

Under the ring, the only person who can maintain an expression of displeasure or sadness may be the fat man who opened the handicap.

In order to reduce the risk of losing money, at the last moment, he actually offered Xu Yang twice the odds.

This also made Xu Yang the biggest winner of this duel.

After Xu Yang threw six hundred taels of silver tickets to him, the fat man knew that he was blind in this gamble.

So even if his classmates cheered on and off the stage, his face always maintained an expression of neither joy nor sadness.

It's already been a busy day, what else can he do?

Just waited until Zhang Tianxiang pulled Xu Yang with a smile and ran to him, waiting for him to settle the bet.

The fat man's chest-soaked heart suddenly felt a huge pain.

He wanted to pay the two guys a wager of two thousand taels of silver.

After deducting the 700 taels of capital invested by others, it is also a profit of 1,300 taels of silver.

Damn, if he gritted his teeth and took this risk at that time, this 1,300 taels of snowflake silver would be in his fat bag.

Before that, the handicaps he opened were all petty.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have missed out on this huge amount of money.

1,300 taels of silver!

How many times does he have to open a handicap to make so much money?

Thinking of this, Liu Fatzi's right hand that stretched out to receive the gambling ticket couldn't help but tremble.

If Liu Fatzi is the same as Xu Yang, he is from another world.

At this time, he will definitely cry out with tears: "There was once 1,300 taels of silver in front of me, and I didn't cherish it."

It wasn't until I lost it that I regretted it.

There is nothing more painful in life than this.

If Heaven can give me another chance, I will definitely shout after that fool's 1,000 taels of bets are in my pocket!"

Of course, Liu Fatzi is not a traveler.

He regrets it, and he can't have a chance to do it again.

So when Zhang Tianxiang slapped his three gambling tickets with Xu Yang into his hand.

Liu Fatzi could only endure a heart that wanted to die, took out two thousand and seventy taels of silver tickets from his arms, and handed them out tremblingly.

When the large stack of silver tickets was snatched away by Zhang Tianxiang, Liu Fatzi's heart, which was soaked in fat, suddenly missed a few beats.

Damn, dying, really dying.

Because of his momentary timidity, so many silver tickets left him.

At this moment, Liu Fatzi really wanted to die.

Zhang Tianxiang, who is full of excitement, who cares if this Liu fat man lives or dies?

Although he is the young castle master of Flying Eagle Castle, Zhang Tianxiang is not as a loser as Jia Bufan.

To be honest, even when he was at his most favored, Zhang Tianxiang never got even five hundred taels of silver tickets from his father.

Before coming to Yuntai Mountain, he was still worried about the wine money of two taels of silver.

And now, he is already a local tyrant with two thousand and seventy taels of silver tickets.

Damn, such a wonderful life is unimaginable.

Just when Zhang Tianxiang, who was immediately excited and emotional, was about to stuff the thick stack of silver tickets into his arms, Xu Yang couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, I said Tianxiang, should you return the 1,935 taels of silver tickets that belong to me first?" Xu Yang took out a bright kitchen knife from his arms, stared at Zhang Tianxiang with a kind face, and said.