"It's too arrogant. You dare to talk nonsense after being beaten like this. You can borrow spiritual stones from me and pay them back within three years. If anyone can knock him out of the ring, you don't have to pay back the money you owe." The person who spoke was The Xuanding Sect disciple who lent Liu Sheng two hundred thousand amethyst stones before.
"Since you are so rich, then just keep all your spiritual stones!" Su Yunfei secretly rejoiced and cursed.
The monks who bet on Liu Sheng were overjoyed, and soon the Xuanding Sect disciple lent more than one million amethyst stones.
There was no way to hide the ecstatic expressions of Ye Qingcheng and the other three. At this time, Rongrong, who had finished eating a chicken leg, asked suspiciously: "Sister Qingcheng, shouldn't you be very angry after losing so many spiritual stones? How do you feel? It’s like winning a lot of spiritual stones!”
"Ahem... Well... I got excited because I saw many fellow Taoists borrowing spirit stones and Ye Yun was about to be beaten violently."
"Oh~ That's it!". . . Next, a monk who had borrowed money couldn't wait to go on stage. Seeing the extremely weak Su Yunfei, he felt secretly happy. He waved his hand and Najie fell on the ring.
"There are one hundred thousand amethyst stones here, let's start the fight!" Su Yunfei also placed the ring containing the same number of amethyst stones on the ring.
The two immediately started fighting for a quarter of an hour. During this period, Su Yunfei vomited blood many times. After a quarter of an hour, the opponent was cut out of the ring with a sword.
Su Yunfei vomited blood, his breath became weaker and weaker, and he pointed at everyone angrily,
"Who else!" After saying this, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he put the ring into his bag without any delay. The man who was cut out of the ring was shocked. Su Yunfei's last blow made him understand that the opponent never used shady means to win before.
If the truth is told, some people will definitely give up, and then they will be taken advantage of. The spiritual stone they borrowed is really equivalent to giving it to Su Yunfei for nothing.
With the mentality that if I don't live well, no one else can live well, he walked straight to the monks who had borrowed the spiritual stones.
"Fellow Taoists, although I lost, the opponent has been weakened by me. It depends on you fellow Taoists next!" Upon hearing this, the monks began to challenge on the stage. A quarter of an hour later, another monk was beheaded. In the ring, Su Yunfei vomited a large mouthful of blood again, leaving traces of his blood everywhere on the ring.
With the same mentality as the previous monk, this monk began to encourage others to come to power. An hour later, more than a dozen monks were sent flying to the ring one by one. Every time Su Yunfei sent someone flying, he would fly backwards. It would take a long time for him to stand up, and the interval between rising up would be extended each time.
The monks who were cut off said the same thing to the others after they stepped down, which made those people feel lucky and felt that they would definitely win.
Then more than a dozen monks were chopped off, and it took Su Yunfei a full quarter of an hour to get up with difficulty and hold his sword, looking as miserable as possible.
Although they knew that all this was an illusion, Xiao Yunxi and Yueyao couldn't help but want to cry, and even Rongrong burst into tears.
Ye Qingcheng smiled even more unrestrainedly, because during this period, Su Yunfei collected dozens of Na rings and nearly three million amethyst stones.
Dozens of monks came on stage one after another, but none of them won. The monks who were gnashing their teeth suddenly calmed down.
"Is this Ye Yun really just a casual cultivator? Can he persist for such a long time!"
"How about you go up and give it a try, maybe you can win directly!"
"I'd better forget it. I've lost all my spiritual stones and am still in debt. What if he still has some energy left?"
. . Everyone looked at each other and didn't dare to go on stage. And that Xuanding Sect disciple had borrowed all the amethyst stones, and he was penniless.
Su Yunfei also knew that it was almost done, and gave Ye Qingcheng a wink. Ye Qingcheng understood and jumped onto the ring and said angrily: "I lost hundreds of thousands of amethyst stones, and I want to win them back with my own hands. Please place your bets. If you bet on me, I will win." Five points, if you bet Ye Yun to win, you will lose a hundred! Don't worry I can't afford to pay, there are five million amethysts in my ring!" As soon as these words came out, the monks who fell into silence immediately came to their senses. If you are interested, you can pay a hundred for it. At this time, Yang Feng shouted: "I have observed so many scenes, and Taoist friend Ye Yun should be the kind of person who hides everything. I conclude that he must still have some energy left. I will give him one hundred thousand purples." Brother Ye wins the spar bet!" After he shouted this, most of the monks felt that it was reasonable, especially the monks who were knocked off the ring. They knew Su Yunfei's strength very well, so they began to borrow purple tiles from the surrounding monks. Jingshi bet on Su Yunfei.
Out of a herd mentality, even if I was a little suspicious, seeing so many people betting, and thinking that I could not only win back the amethyst stone I lost, but also multiply it several times, I simply ignored it, and some even called friends to come. Come bet.
Soon, Su Yunfei piled up a mountain of Na Rings. He glanced at them casually and almost fainted. There were nearly ten million amethyst stones in these Na Rings.
Suddenly, the disciple of the Xuanding Sect became furious and shouted: "I have borrowed all my amethyst stones, but I still have ten top-grade elixirs, with a total value of two million amethyst stones. I will win over Ye Yun." !" Although he was very reluctant to bet on Su Yunfei, he had lost hundreds of thousands of amethyst stones before excluding the ones he lent. The Xuanding Sect was indeed rich, but they couldn't bear such squandering.
When Ye Qingcheng saw those monks, she was so happy that she almost cried, but she pretended to gnash her teeth. She looked around at the monks and said angrily: "What do you mean? Do you all think I can't beat him?" Everyone looked away, He didn't respond, but in his heart he hoped that Ye Qingcheng would be beaten out.
Yang Feng and Dongfang Nan were laughing from ear to ear when they saw the two of them show off their acting skills. They clapped their hands and said with laughter, "Oh, you made me laugh so hard. How did the usually rigid and serious Uncle Hua and Uncle Li teach these two living treasures?" !”
"I think Li Fuyao and Xiao Yue'er are more like the apprentices of the two master uncles. It makes me laugh. A good competition between the geniuses of various sects was turned into a gambling house by them."
. . Before the two of them started dueling, the monks in the audience were already so nervous that they were restless.
"Come on Ye Yun!" Someone shouted, which instantly aroused everyone's emotions. Then, more and more people began to cheer for Su Yunfei,
"Come on Ye Yun!"
"Ye Yun, hold on! As long as you can win, I will marry my sister to you!"
"Ye Yun uses the same move you used to knock me away to kill your opponent!"
"Ye Yun! Ye Yun! Ye Yun!". . . Hearing these cheers, Su Yunfei looked gratefully at the fiery eyes of these people, with a look of determination on his face, as if he was trying his best to win the game.
He stood up straight and held the Yunyao Sword tightly. His eyes were full of perseverance and determination. Although his face was still pale, he felt a strong will.
At this moment, Su Yunfei looked like an unyielding fighter in the eyes of the onlookers. Many monks were even moved to tears. Rongrong gnawed on the chicken drumstick and burst into tears.
"Woooo... Ye Yun, come on! Sister Qingcheng, you must be gentler!" She gnawed on the chicken leg and shouted vaguely.
Ye Qingcheng looked furious at the moment. He pointed at the monks who were cheering for Su Yunfei and said angrily: "You will feel desperate for your decision. I hope you won't cry for a while!"
"Tch! We don't know who will cry later. Think about how to fulfill your bet first. Your five million amethyst stones are not enough!"
"Although Ye Yun defeated me, I still think he is the strongest. Ye Yun beat her to tears for a while!"
"That's right! Regret is impossible. There is no word regret in my dictionary!" Those who bet on Su Yunfei's victory retorted fiercely.
It seems that a hundred times the spiritual stone is at your fingertips. In their opinion, Ye Qingcheng was angry because he lost the spirit stone and wanted to get some back, so he made the bet in a hot head.
Under everyone's excited and expectant eyes, the duel between the two began!
"I'm going to Sanxiu Ye Yun!"
"Su Qingcheng is at the Sword Tomb of Xia Shu Mountain!"
"Look at the sword!" Ye Qingcheng slashed out with a sword, poof! Su Yunfei was struck by this sword until he vomited blood and flew backwards. He fell into Xiao Yunxi's arms and passed out!
quiet! Deadly quiet! The whole place was completely silent and you could hear a pin drop. puff! puff! puff! Many monks felt like a bolt from the blue, and their brains went blank. Unable to accept this fact, they vomited blood and fainted.
The monks who had not fainted looked blankly at Su Yunfei who had passed out in Xiao Yunxi's arms. Sensing his breath as thin as a gossamer, they suddenly lost all hope and collapsed on the ground, with some crying bitterly.
"Ah~ my amethyst stone, how should I pay back more than 100,000 yuan!"
"Ye Yun, if you die, take me with you. I won't be alive anymore. I owe a lot of amethyst stones. Where can I go?"
"If I had known that he was holding on, I would also go on stage. I regret it!" . . . The disciple of the Xuanding Sect looked even more desperate. Ten priceless elixirs and millions of amethysts were wasted. Looking at the situation, the amethysts that were lent were about to be destroyed. Not coming back.
He collapsed on the ground, buried his head, and cried heartbreakingly. The entire arena was filled with the cries of monks, one after another, one after another, all competing to see who was crying harder and who was the worst.
Those who didn’t know thought they were crying in mourning. Ye Qingcheng pointed his sword at these monks and was about to mock them for not betting on him. One of the monks cried out: "Stop talking, I know you want to mock us. We are all like this. Do you still say you have a conscience? "
"I'm warning you, don't be a good guy even though you're getting an advantage, that's pretty much it!"
"If you can return the spirit stones you won to us, you can taunt us as much as you like!". . . Ye Qingcheng was speechless at the rebuke, so he had to put away his sword angrily, and tearfully accepted the mountain of Najie.
Su Yunfei lay beautifully in Xiao Yunxi's arms, enjoying the softness. Xiaoyaoning, He Ziming and others, who had been looking at each other coldly in the audience, were angry.
