As expected, everyone in the Jianzong disciples was rich, but just to beat up Nie Yuan, they threw away 10,000 taels.
"Come one by one. Anyone who wants to beat me should line up. Don't mess up." Nie Yuan shouted at the top of his lungs.
Those who don’t know what they think they are doing here.
Everyone on the stage has a sense of luck. Although they are no match for Nie Yuan who is holding the Taixuan Jade Umbrella, they are all betting that it takes spiritual power to activate the Taixuan Jade Umbrella. Nie Yuan's realm is only the fifth level of the Naling Realm, so he will definitely fight. Not a few hits.
But their ideas were beautiful, but the reality was cruel. Within a quarter of an hour, Nie Yuan was knocked down by dozens of people who came on stage, and there were dozens more naked men sleeping on the stage.
"Look, let me just say that he is not simple. The spiritual power required to activate the Taixuan Jade Umbrella is so huge. Xuanchou carried the Taixuan Jade Umbrella for so long that he was not even breathing." Qin Shou said. .
Nie Yuan's matter caused quite a big fuss and attracted a large number of disciples, including Qin Shou and Lin Mo.
"The person who can attract the attention of a female handsome man is by no means an ordinary person. He is hiding his strength. He has never taken it seriously since he came to power. As for how much strength he has hidden, we don't know."
Lin Mo touched his chin and said, he is worthy of being a member of a big family, he can see it clearly.
After dealing with the people on the stage, Nie Yuan shouted to the audience again: "Sure enough, there is no one in the audience who can fight. I dare to say that Song Wan'er is your goddess."
This sentence immediately stimulated many enthusiastic fans in the audience.
"Xuanchou, if you fight with me, I will have to skin you!"
"If you use the back door, fight me!"
"I'm going to destroy your Dantian and make it impossible for you to practice Taoism again!"
Listening to the shouts and curses in the audience, Nie Yuan smiled lightly and said: "I am tired now, so I only let one person beat me in the end."
"Choose me!"
"Choose me, I'm strong and the beatings will hurt."
"Get out of the way and choose me. My knife will cut you so fast it will hurt."
"If you go to the other side, you'd better choose me. I have tricks."
The people in the audience exploded again.
"How about this, whoever bids the highest price will be asked to come on stage and beat me up." Nie Yuan glanced at the crowd below and said.
"Thirty thousand."
"Thirty-five thousand, I'll do it."
"Get out of the way, forty thousand, he is so cheap, I must beat him myself."
"Sixty thousand, let me come."
"Brothers, I'll give you 70,000 yuan, and please let me beat this bitch."
"Are you okay? Ninety thousand, I have to beat him to death."
As soon as Nie Yuan finished speaking, a bunch of rich people exploded out of the bottom.
"Let me go, this guy is so awesome, how can he still make money like this?" Qin Shou looked in disbelief.
"It's undeniable that I'm a little envious." Lin Mo nodded in agreement.
Song Wan'er did not leave, but stood in the crowd, quietly looking at Nie Yuan on the stage, always feeling that he gave her a familiar feeling.
Dongmen Chuixue and Biyun were also in the crowd observing this new junior disciple, and they always felt that there was a familiar shadow on him.
But the two of them laughed at themselves, maybe they missed that bitch too much, so when they saw the bitch, they felt like him.
"Ninety thousand, is there a higher bidder?" Nie Yuan shouted on the stage, "If not, then let this lucky senior brother come on stage and beat me."
"I'll give you a hundred thousand to beat you up."
"This senior brother offers one hundred thousand."
"I'm 110,000."
"Okay, the price has reached 110,000 again."
"I'm out..."
After a series of fierce bidding, the price was finally set at 200,000. It was a disciple with a tuft of yellow hair on his head and the fourth level of the spiritual light realm.
"What's the name of this lucky senior brother?" Nie Yuan said with a smile.
"Remember, the one who beats you up is Huang Mingye."
"Okay, the name is domineering, and I invite you for two hundred thousand... Bah, Senior Brother Huang Ming comes on stage."
Huang Ming jumped onto the fighting platform, his right hand froze, and a magical sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Nie Yuan, and he said disdainfully: "I will give you three moves. Don't say that I am bullying the weak."
"Senior brother, are you sure you want me to do three moves?" Nie Yuan glanced sideways.
"Sure, show off your skills if you can. Don't lose too badly." Huang Ming said disdainfully.
"Hehe, then I have to thank you senior brother."
Nie Yuan laughed mischievously, rolled up his sleeves and walked up to Huang Ming.
Snapped!
With a crisp slap, not only Huang Ming was stunned, but everyone in the audience was also stunned.
Huang Mingfa was stunned and looked at Nie Yuan in disbelief.
Bang bang!
Two more crisp slaps sounded, and everyone in the audience took a breath.
"This kid... I'm afraid he's just teasing me." Qin Shou turned to look at Lin Mo.
"Probably so." Lin Mo also looked at Qin Shou.
"Three moves are over, senior brother, let's take action." Nie Yuan said with a smile on his face.
"Xuanchou...you are looking for death!" Huang Ming shouted angrily, "I want you..."
Duang!
With a muffled sound, Huang Ming did not fall back to sleep, but was knocked back several feet and vomited blood from his mouth.
Nie Yuan was slightly surprised. This kid was not weak, and was stronger than the average fourth-level spiritual light realm. The blow just now did not knock him down.
"This..." Huang Ming's eyes were full of disbelief.
"Let me sleep." Nie Yuan took the Taixuan Jade Umbrella and threw it at it.
"impossible……"
Duang!
There was another muffled sound, Huang Ming still did not fall down, but Nie Yuan was knocked back several feet.
"You are so brave. You hurt my disciple. Kneel down and apologize."
Suddenly, an old man with a flower beard stood in the air, exuding a terrifying aura.
Nie Yuan frowned slightly, but did not hesitate at all, and said: "This elder, it seems that the sect rules say that outsiders are not allowed to interfere when Fengyuntai challenges."
"Nao Nao, kneel down if I ask you to." The old man with a flower beard condensed his eyes, and a terrifying aura pressed directly towards Nie Yuan.
"You are so brave to bully my disciple." A ethereal voice came, breaking through the terrifying aura in an instant. Then, Yan Xin was dressed in a fairy dress, like an immortal, independent in the void.
"Master, why are you here?" Nie Yuan looked at Yan Xin above the void.
"If I don't come here again, you won't be bullied by this old bastard." Yan Xin said softly and looked at the old man with a flower beard, "Are we private or public?"
"Yan Xin, don't go too far." The old man with a flower beard said solemnly.
"Oh? The disciple who bullied me said I was too much. Why don't we go to the Discipline Hall and let the master of the Discipline Hall comment?" Yan Xin still had a smile on his face.
The flower-bearded old man scratched his horse for a while, but it was strange that the messenger only conveyed half of the message. He didn't even know that the boy who went through the back door was Yan Xin's disciple.
This girl is a well-known calf protector in the sect. I still remember that some time ago, a disciple defrauded Tang Qingnian of his treasure. Ren Yan was so stunned that he was stuck on the top of the mountain for half a month. He was so scared that both the master and the disciple did not dare to go down the mountain. , in the end there was no other way, the other party's master doubled the compensation and returned Tang Qingnian's treasure.
"It's private." The old man with a flower beard said patiently.
"Since it's private, let's talk about compensation." Yan Xin said with a smile, "You just scared my precious disciple, so some compensation for mental damage is not excessive."
"It's not too much." The old man with the flower beard gritted his teeth.
"Disciple, do you hear me? This uncle is rich, please tell me how much he has." Yan Xin looked at Nie Yuan.
Nie Yuan didn't even think about it and stretched out a finger. The meaning couldn't be clearer. You scared me. Give me 100,000. It's not too much.
After Yan Xin saw Nie Yuan's gesture, he looked at the old man with a flower beard and said, "My disciple said, I will pay one million, and this matter will be settled."
