Seeing that Bian Wanqing was unwilling and hesitant, Ye Congwen immediately pretended to be ecstatic, nodded wildly towards Bian Wanqing, and repeatedly assured that he only wanted to comfort Murong Lian and had absolutely no wrong intentions. .
While hurriedly sending Bian Wanqing back to her room.
Bian Wanqing was just trying to show weakness by retreating in order to advance. He expected that Ye Congwen would be tolerant and generous to comfort him. Unexpectedly, this guy was so happy that he wanted to drive him away.
Without saying a word, Bian Wanqing turned around and walked to the bed. As soon as the quilt was lifted, she got in and said unhappily:
"When she wakes up, I will personally apologize to her. There is no need for you to interfere in the affairs between us women!"
"Really? Then I'll help you wake her up, and you two can have a good talk."
Ye Congwen stretched out his big hand and grabbed Murong Lian.
With a snap, before she even touched Murong Lian, Bian Wanqing hit her with her hand. She gave Ye Congwen a hard look, pointed to the door outside and said:
"You go to my room to sleep. I will sleep with her tonight."
Ye Congwen chuckled, knowing that Bian Wanqing was generally knowledgeable and capable. Now that she realized that she had gone too far before, with her intelligence, she would definitely be able to solve the problem. The worries and grudges in Murong Lian's heart were eliminated.
To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be tied. Bian Wanqing was much better at doing it himself than being in the middle and acting as a microphone. He lowered his head and kissed Bian Wanqing on the mouth, gave her an affirmative look, and walked outside.
Returning to Bian Wanqing's room, Ye Congwen quickly practiced the exercises once, and practiced the Chaos Finger and Shuchi Chengsato's great magical powers. When he was completely sure, he blew out the candlelight and fell asleep peacefully.
At dawn the next day, everyone in the Huangdu Inn got up early, washed up, and rushed to the Genius Event Square.
Today is the schedule for the Perfect Realm of Copper Skin and Iron Bone, and it is also the last game. The four royal grandsons, the Buddha's son and the saint, plus Ye Congwen, a dark horse who has suddenly emerged. There will definitely be a visual feast!
Moreover, Ye Congwen has long threatened to defeat the six top masters with one person. This competition is very interesting. If you miss it, won't you regret it for the rest of your life?
On the way to the school martial arts field, there was an endless stream of people in twos and threes, all going to watch the competition.
Ye Congwen opened the door and saw Bian Wanqing, Murong Lian, Jia Zhenzhu, and three others dressed up together. Only Yu Yueyue was still wearing her training clothes, with her hair tied up in a bun, and she was full of heroic spirit, which was in sharp contrast to the other three people's fancy dress. .
"Ye Congwen, how many golden tickets do you still have?"
Bian Wanqing stepped forward to hold Ye Congwen's arm and asked with a smile.
"There are still two to three thousand. Why are you asking this? Do you want to go to Jinghongfang to buy clothes again?"
Ye Congwen asked a little worriedly. Before coming to the imperial capital, Douya gave Yu Yueyue tens of thousands of gold bars, and they had already exchanged them for gold tickets at the bank. Could they have spent them all?
"What's that look in your eyes? When did I need three thousand gold bars to buy clothes?"
Bian Wanqing glared dissatisfiedly. When she saw Jia Zhenzhu and Yu Yueyue both smiling and saying nothing, she remembered that she had done this before.
Fortunately, I now know how to be diligent and thrifty. I can buy up to two hundred gold bars for clothes every month, instead of buying thousands of gold bars at a time like before.
"I just heard from a resident passing by that someone has made an underground bet. If you win one, you will lose one. Anyway, you will definitely win this championship. Why don't we take out all the money and bet on it? Then won't it? Kill two birds with one stone?"
"Underground betting? What do you mean?"
"It's just a bet on who will win the championship of this genius event. If you add the six top masters, there are seven people in total. Beidi Emperor Sun Dichi has the highest odds. He has seven times the odds."
Bian Wanqing introduced with a smile while walking downstairs.
"Why does he come out on top and get seven times the odds? How can he enjoy such high treatment?"
Yu Yueyue asked dissatisfiedly, Ye Congwen could only get double the odds, but Di Chi, a bearded man, could get seven times. This is unfair!
As soon as these words came out, even Murong Lian looked at Yu Yueyue dumbfounded, wanting to ask her if she was being sarcastic and deliberately teasing Di Chi.
"The greater the chance, the lower the odds. The higher the odds, the smaller the hope of winning. Yueyue, have you never placed a bet?"
Jia Zhenzhu asked with a smile. She had heard about the pillar industry of Jia family since she was a child, and could identify the problem without even thinking.
Yu Yueyue blushed. Although she was studying with Ye Congwen and bet with others every day, she had never played a high-odds business.
"Yueyue, I see that you are a little absent-minded. There is a game as soon as you enter the stadium today. You are not in such a distracted state."
Ye Congwen had long noticed that Yu Yueyue was in something wrong. She was in a trance, thoughtful, and obviously a little absent-minded.
"Ye Congwen, how on earth did you reach the node of the Bagua Array in one step without taking any bias? Why do I miss the mark every time, as if I fell into an abyss?"
When Yu Yueyue saw Ye Congwen asking about it, she simply asked the question in her heart. Before she practiced for half an hour last night, she fell into the abyss again and fainted from the shock.
Bian Wanqing and the other three rolled their eyes. Is this the time to study and discuss the exercises? Can't you wait until the competition is over and study it when you enter Chaos Academy to practice?
Murong Lian knew very well how much fighting spirit had an impact on martial arts competitions. She wanted to quit for the sake of the Zhuguo Dukefu Alliance, and in the end she was ambushed by Mo Ran, causing herself to not only lose, but also be seriously injured.
He immediately advised:
"Sister Yu, you can save the skills for later study. There are some well-matched opponents competing in the ring. You have to cheer up, otherwise you will be embarrassed like me."
Unexpectedly, Yu Yueyue just nodded casually after hearing this, obviously not taking it to heart. Ye Congwen had no choice but to write a verbal check:
"There is a method, but it takes time to practice. If you help me give Nangong Feifei a good beating, I will teach you my own tricks then."
"Do you really have a unique knack for practicing the magical power of shrinking into an inch? I've long been tired of Nangong Feifei, and I won't let her go unless you tell her."
Yu Yueyue immediately replied with a smile on her face. The previous worries disappeared with the wind, and instead she was thinking about how to deal with Nangong Feifei.
When Murong Lian saw that Ye Congwen had defeated Yu Yueyue in just one sentence, she couldn't help but giggle. She held Bian Wanqing's arm and began to ask her how much she should bet.
When Bian Wanqing saw another big investment, he immediately analyzed various data for Murong Lian and screened the six top players one by one to see which ones were better and which ones were worse.
We had a lot of fun chatting along the way. A group of children from the Wuhou family heard this interestingly and applied to form a group to place bets. The sun slowly rises, and the road to the Genius Event Square becomes more and more crowded. People coming from all directions are like flowing water, gradually flowing towards the competition venue.
From time to time, noble masters of the True God Realm arrived in the stands. Some showed their true colors, and some were surrounded by fog, making it impossible to see what they looked like.
Murong Lian gently told Ye Congwen from the side that most of these people who did not reveal their true faces were the heads of the hidden sects, and their strength was no less than that of Duke Zhu of the Duke of Zhu's Mansion.
Ye Congwen counted a little, and there were more than a dozen people. Except for occasionally looking at himself, his eyes almost all fell on the two descendants of the hidden sect. There is no doubt that these two people are the top combat power among the descendants of the entire hidden sect.
Ye Congwen looked carefully and saw that they were also a man and a woman. They were ordinary-looking and in line with the temperament of the sect. Their clothes were simple, which was in sharp contrast to the children of Duke Zhu's family.
Her strength is on par with Yu Yueyue's. She is communicating with the three great-great-grandsons of the Duke's Palace from time to time, and occasionally looks sharply at Nangong Feifei and her words and deeds in the Duke of Zhu's Palace.
Only these eight people participated in the entire first half.
Dang, Dang, Dang! The gong sounded to start the competition, and Elder Chihuo tore through the space and walked out, introducing the identities of the eight contestants one by one to the crowd of spectators. The children of the three sects were all regulars at the genius event and did not attract much attention. When they heard that Yu Yueyue came from a small aristocratic family in Lizhou, the crowd of onlookers quickly became excited, with voices of curiosity, exclamation, envy and admiration rising one after another.
After a while, there were inquiries all around. It wasn't until they learned that Yu Yueyue used five-color treasures to make a cauldron and learned the supreme inheritance of the Demon God King that she was assigned to the Demon Hunting Guard camp.
At this point, the eight players who have completed the bronze-skinned and iron-boned Perfection Realm schedule have been divided into different groups:
There are two hidden sects from Duke Zhu's Palace, three great-great-grandsons from the Prince's Palace, and one Demon Hunting Guard. Their strength is all at the second level of perfection. It can be said to be the most balanced class in the history of the Genius Festival.
Before Elder Chihuo could speak, a great-great-grandson of the county prince's palace loudly suggested:
"The Demon Hunting Guards are affiliated with the imperial court, and Miss Yu has even practiced our Xuanyuan Royal Family's unique skill of Liuhe Bahuang Jue. After all, she can be considered a member of our Xuanyuan Royal Family's camp.
Otherwise, how about we, the Xuanyuan Royal Family, use our power to fight against the top geniuses from all clans in the world today? "
As soon as these words came out, the square immediately exploded. Everyone looked at the great-great-grandson of the county prince's palace who spoke in surprise. When they learned that this boy was the direct great-great-grandson of the prince, they immediately guessed that he wanted to use this to make a fortune. The limelight attracts the attention of the emperor and adds chips to the future succession of the crown prince.
The various factions in the Daxia Kingdom could only laugh it off for the sake of the royal family, but the people from the Northern Di, Southern Barbarians and Western Witches showed no respect at all, showing disdain. The Southern Barbarian giant Ye Feng even joked loudly:
"Young man is not tall, but his tone is not small! You guys can barely make up enough for four to compete against each other by scraping together. What about us? Is it possible that your great aunt Princess Wind Chime can defeat us one against six and trample us all under her feet? ?
If you, the Xuanyuan royal family, are so confident, then the rest of us will have no choice but to swallow our humiliation and take advantage of this. Who would let those who come here be guests? "
Di Chishi Xiuxiu on the side quickly nodded in agreement and praised Princess Wind Chime for her unlimited potential. She had beaten all the heroes a year ago. Maybe she really has this strength.
"Xuanyuan Jin, shut up! You have no place to speak here."
Xuanyuan Fengling's beautiful eyebrows frowned, she wished she could give him a slap in the face, one against six. Isn't this a trick of strength?
