Chunxia and Dai Tao couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their faces. They were really not used to being talked about in the street like this. I thought to myself: I would have known better not to go into the city with Zhao Yisu.
Pang Caiwen and Guo Bannong were fine, Xiao Transparent had Xiao Transparent's happiness.
As for Wang Polu, he quite enjoyed this scene. While walking with his head held high, he did not forget to promote: "This is not a big hammer, this is Kuanghai Hammer! Kuang is the most talented person in the world, and Hai is famous all over the world. Kuang! Hai! Hammer!"
This caused Chunxia and Dai Tao to quickly stay away from him - help, there are two conspicuous bags in the same team!
Looking at Zhao Yisu in front, he happily waved and fisted at the people on both sides, and muttered: "Thank you for your support, Yu Qingyun and I will compete in the Tianxing Arena tomorrow. Those of us who are rich, remember to give us some money." You must bet on me to win!"
Someone in the crowd booed: "You are at the fourth level and he is at the fifth level. What confidence do you have in winning?"
——"Yes, tell me!"
Zhao Yisu smiled: "When I was in the fourth grade, I singled out a demon king, and I also hunted down a sixth-grade golden-eyed flame falcon. Do you think it is the demons and beasts that are more terrifying, or is it the monk Yu Qingyun who is more terrifying?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Zhao Yisu: "Besides, is there any news that Yanyunzhou can hide? Do you know that I have a precious talisman? If you are interested, you must remember to come to the ring to watch the battle."
——"Okay! Then I will definitely go!"
——"I'll go too, I'll bet on you to win!"
…
Just like that, they went to an inn in Yanyunzhou to stay, making a lot of noise like they were holding a fan meeting.
Two monks in the crowd who used spiritual power to hide their true appearance were whispering.
"Master, is that Zhao Yisu? With such a swaggering temper, no wonder he would take the initiative to issue a challenge to you." The person who spoke was none other than Nan Congyan.
She was only fourteen years old and had been living a miserable life. She was accidentally rescued by Yu Qingyun, who discovered that she actually had a first-class wind spirit root and brought her back to Qifeng Pavilion.
Yu Qingyun was a fifth-level cultivator and was qualified to accept a disciple. Nan Congyan regarded him as a benefactor and a father-brother, and stubbornly expressed his attitude that he only wanted to accept Yu Qingyun as his teacher.
Yu Qingyun has never accepted a disciple and is not interested in doing so. Ever since he was knocked out of the ring by Jiang Yunchen, the bitterness of failure has always been imprinted in his heart. He was in a bad mood at that time, so he went down the mountain to travel and picked up Nan Congyan. Later, in order not to delay Nan Congyan's cultivation, he finally agreed to accept this young apprentice.
The young apprentice was diligent and sensible, and he was very protective of his shortcomings. He was very kind to him, and he would pick the big wild fruits he picked up for him to eat, which made Yu Qingyun, who had always practiced hard, feel a little tenderness. The two have a mutually healing relationship, and Yu Qingyun regards her as half a daughter.
At this time, he said: "People have their own temperaments. As long as you are strong enough, no matter how flamboyant your temper is, it is not a shortcoming."
Nan Congyan asked curiously: "I heard someone said that Qifeng Pavilion has lost face because the leader has repeatedly come to ask for your hand in marriage but was rejected. Now she takes the initiative to ask you to come to the ring. It won't do you any good no matter whether you win or lose. Why do you think so?" Are you still going to agree to this competition?”
Yu Qingyun lowered his head and looked at his young apprentice: "Only when you have a good opponent can you make progress in your skills. Let them decide the rest."
Yu Qingyun recalled that when he and Jiang Yunchen entered the ring, although one move was broken, he had to admit that he saw another possibility of the technique from Jiang Yunchen...
The two blended into the crowd and left quietly.
That night, Chun Xia, Dai Tao and others all went out to hang out, but Zhao Yisu did not go. She was not arrogant enough to think that she could easily defeat her opponent in the ring.
Regarding Yu Qingyun's tactical characteristics and skills information... Liu Ruyi had already sent someone over. Fuxi Express took stock of the live events in various major arenas, and the relevant information was very complete.
Zhao Yisu had read it several times before setting off. Now that she was on the stage, she took it out again and looked at it carefully. She could see the dawn at this glance.
In the dim light of the morning, Zhao Yisu meditated behind closed doors, regained his breath, and then walked out of the room.
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The Tianxing Arena was particularly lively on this day. The news of Zhao Yisu challenging Yu Qingyun had already been widely publicized by Fuxi Express. Zhao Yisu's publicly disclosed cultivation level is the fourth level, while Yu Qingyun's is the fifth level, so everyone expected Yu Qingyun to win this match between the two.
Ever since Zhao Yisu walked out of Jiubun Village with the corpses of seventeen fire-letting flycatchers and a pair of sixth-grade monster beasts, the situation took a sharp turn. The person who was betting on Zhao Yisu to win reversed course overnight and had surpassed Yu Qingyun.
However, on this morning, Yu Qingyun's bet exceeded Zhao Yisu's again.
——"Have you heard? Last night Ping Junhua made a statement to support Yu Qingyun, saying that he had no chance of winning against Yu Qingyun!"
——"Are you talking about the San Xiu Ping Junhua who is at the fifth level of Dzogchen cultivation? I heard that he is only one step away from breaking through the sixth level, but he is so polite to Yu Qingyun who is in the middle of the fifth level?"
——"Are we underestimating Yu Qingyun's strength too much? Before Jiang Yunchen appeared, he was the holder of the highest winning streak in the fifth-level arena."
——"Let's go, I'm going to place my bet again and replace it with Yu Qingyun! No matter how powerful Zhao Yisu is, he's still not a fourth-level player? I don't believe it. In this world, there are people who can win leapfrog battles." several?"
——"But Zhao Yisu's record is too eye-catching, so I won't change it."
…
While the attitude of the onlookers was swaying, a middle-aged man in a gray shirt blended in without being noticeable and patted a storage bag on the table.
The person who collected the bets used his spiritual power to sweep through it and saw clearly the mountains of spiritual stones inside. He quickly raised his head and asked, "Mr. Qiu, are you sure you are betting all these spiritual stones on Yu Qingyun?"
Qiu Zuo replied: "Sure."
As soon as these words came out, the onlookers quickly pricked up their ears: "Quick, Mr. Qiu has bet on Yu Qingyun, hurry up and follow the bet!"
"Mr. Qiu? Who is that?"
"He is a victorious general who has been betting on the side of Tianxing Arena. I have never seen him lose in the past few years! Mr. Qiu does not take action easily. As long as he takes action, it is a sure thing. Why are you standing there in a daze? Just follow his Note, let’s wait to pick up the money at the back!”
Everyone swarmed forward, and more people transferred the spirit stones from Zhao Yisu's side to Yu Qingyun's side. In the blink of an eye, the bets between the two sides showed a tragic contrast.
Seeing this, Wang Polu took the two high-grade spiritual stones in his hands and tried his best to push the spiritual stones to Yu Qingyun without looking at Chunxia.
Chunxia was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Wang Polu! Why are you turning your elbows outward!"
Wang Polu grinned and hid in the crowd to avoid being beaten. There were people on all sides, and it was difficult to publicize the fact that his disciple had placed a bet on someone else, so Chunxia could only retract his fists angrily.
Here Dai Tao said hurriedly: "Don't worry, I will definitely not make Senior Sister Zhao look too ugly." After saying that, he directly deposited a storage bag.
The person watching the scene swept over with his spiritual power and hurriedly wrote down the long numbers for Zhao Yisu. The gap between the two accounts was instantly reduced from ten times to twice.
"As expected of the Sezhou Dai family, I'm disrespectful." The person who recorded the record smiled happily. Anyway, no matter which side wins, their middlemen earn a commission from the winning side's profits. At present, the bets on this table have set a record of Tianxing Arena. The largest amount ever, how could they be unhappy?
"Does anyone else want to place a bet? The box will be sealed after the bell rings three times!" the man shouted, raising his hand to tap the clock on the table.
"When-when-"
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Yisu came over and took a photo of a storage bag: "I'll take care of myself!"
