The Mad Cultivator

Chapter 351: Bet

Three five one betting

"Will Zongli still be gambling?" Ye Kong walked to Huang Zixuan and asked.

It may be that Jiang Wuyi and Huang Zixuan said something. The cucumber crush did not despise him as yesterday, but he dropped a white eye before speaking. "The rules are not allowed, but everyone is happy when Nabei, just do n’t talk about it. It's too big.

Ye Kong nodded and said, "Then I will make a few bets."

Huang Zixuan has also made a bet, one bet for a spiritual stone, and she put ten to Jiang Wuyi. Although she is not optimistic about Jiang Wuyi and does not believe that Jiang Wuyi can win if she does not change, she still voted for the good sisters and cheered up the good sisters.

"Buy it, buy it, buy it quickly, or you won't accept bets when the game starts." Ye Fengyong didn't drink much, but the disciples around the ring heard it clearly.

"Buy thirty notes of Qiu Qianguang." A fat disciple sent the past thirty spirit stones, took the jade handicrafts handed by Ye Feng, and smiled wryly. Hey, this game shows Qiu Qianguang Sheng, isn't this a free spirit? Don't take it for nothing, silly?

But then he was patted on the shoulder, and the fat man quickly turned back and found a dark face smiling at himself.

"It's Brother Li." At first it seemed that the man was Li Heizi, and the fat man was so frightened that he hurried away the Yu-Chan. Who in Yun Fuzong did not know that Li was quite a martial artist.

"Why don't you buy Jiang Wuyi?" Ye Kong smiled, and then said, "Teach you a way to make a steady profit. If you do, then invest in Jiang Wuyi's 20 spiritual stones, so it's safe. If Qiu Qianguang wins, you remove the cost, and you earn ten spirit stones. If Jiang Wuyi wins, then you make a big hair. Isn't it good to bet? "

"I only have thirty spirit stones." The fat man grinned, thinking to myself, I knew what Jiang Wuyi was going to lose and vote for her? If I have 20 more spiritual stones, I still have to vote for Qiu Qianguang. Will I make more money?

Ye Kong certainly knew his thoughts, and didn't say much, patted his shoulder, "You have lost an opportunity to make money ..."

The game is about to start. People betting on it have seen more, but they all cast Qiu Qianguang. In the words of the fat man, it is silly to not give the spirit stone to Bai.

"I bought 10,000 Zhujiang Wuyi!" A black man said with a bravery, shaking the disciples around him.

God! Ten thousand bets on Jiang Wuyi win, knowing that your first man in the outskirts is Jiang Wuyi, but this is not the case. Knowing that the nun would lose, you still voted so much, do you not use it as a spiritual stone?

Ten thousand spirit stones are an astronomical number for ordinary disciples, and one hastened to retreat to let this large amount of money come in.

"Do you have so many spirit stones?" Ye Feng looked at Li Heizi with contempt. According to the information they got, the black boy should be poor and white, and there are no extra tools, 10,000 spirit stones. How is that possible?

Ye Kong snorted coldly, patted the storage bag, took out a small black bag, and threw it to Ye Feng, "Hundred pieces of middle-class spirit stones, you count."

"Wow!" The monks around were all staring. Everyone knew that Li Heizi was awesome, but who knows that this kid is still a big one, one hundred pieces of fine stone. For these disciples, one piece of fine spirit Stones are treasures, not to mention one hundred? Also used to vote for people who know they won't win.

Ten thousand Lingshi pickles, the price is too great!

Even Huang Zixuan's eyes widened. She didn't expect that if Zizi had money, it would be 10,000 yuan in one shot. You could take it out earlier and let sister Wu Yi buy some powerful magical instruments. Now, I vote for Ye Feng. Are you afraid of losing?

"Hey, isn't that too many bets?" Huang Zixuan yanked Ye Kong's sleeve.

"Not much." Ye Kong raised his arm again and shouted, "Vote ten thousand bets on Jiang Wuyi! Jiang Wuyi will win!"

Ye Kong's call not only heard the disciples around him, but even the two who stood on the stage and had not yet started the battle cast their eyes over.

And Ye Kong's side gathered countless disciples.

While there were so many people, no one noticed that someone tapped the beast bag.

Soon, a pair of slender tentacles were found in the beast of the spirit beast, and the tentacles touched deftly. Then a small head came out. In the crowd of dozens of monks, the little head crawled out, fluttered his wings, and flew out unnoticed ...

Ye Kong successfully attracted everyone's attention and released the golden-winged ants. But betting is not complete.

According to the rules, the dealer must have sufficient capital to make a reserve. That is, Ye Feng should have at least 80,000 spirit stones in his pocket ready to lose money, or else people won't get the money, they have to work hard with you.

However, seeing the money given away by Bai Bai, Ye Feng and others were not reconciled. He and the surrounding disciples a little bit together, and everyone put together more than 10,000 spirit stones, and only accepted Ye Kong's two thousand spirit stones as a bet.

"Tell you a word, without such a big fart || Eyes, don't take so much laxatives! Huh ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ There is no money to open a gamble." Ye Kong cold hummed, put away the eight thousand spirits Turn around and walk away.

As soon as Ye Kong left, Ye Feng and others laughed and laughed, "Bei earn two thousand spirit stones, this silly hat, if I have the capital, I will eat all your 10,000 spirit stones!"

"That Li Heizi is infatuated." Qiu Qianguang snorted coldly. He was guessing where there were so many spirit stones for this poor ghost, which had been unknown before, but now he took out 10,000 spirit stones. I must have sold my Howling Wolf King! This shameless blackbird! I'm with you!

"What's your matter?" Jiang Wuyi snorted. Ye Kong's act was tantamount to giving her a peace of mind. If he didn't make sure that he would win, would he be so high-profile? However, thinking of someone who had collected spirit stones for himself, Jiang Wuyi was anxious to beat the kid with his bag.

"Haha." Qiu Qianguang laughed. "This guy is not a good person. I don't know where I got some ill-gotten wealth, so I don't know what my last name is."

"That's because he knows that I will win this game! Excuse me, don't you take the spirit stone you gave away, stupid?" Jiang Wuyi said in opposition.

"It's a win? I want to see how you win!" Qiu Qianguang sighed angrily, patted the storage bag, Jin Guangzhu flew out, and once he came out, he came to the top of Qiu Qianguang's head, and a golden bead dripped. Rotating, emitting countless golden lights, surrounded Qiu Qianguang like a golden man.

"Jiang Wuyi played against Qiu Qianguang in the fifth round of the No. 1 knockout round." The referee who defended the stage said without forgetting: "Please pay attention to the two disciples, friendship is the most important thing. Please hit the point of the shot, and call out on one side. After admitting defeat, the other party will not be able to take any action, and it is strictly forbidden to indiscriminately kill or maliciously attack the surrender, otherwise this ancestor has the right to stop it! "

After the referee's words, the match between Jiang Wuyi and Qiu Qianguang began.