Chapter 13 Gamble

"What? The new trainee who only came to the first level of Qi Condensation is going to challenge Zhao Long?"

"That brat is fat enough!"

The news that Ye Chen challenged Zhao Long of the Yangfeng Mountain spread, and there was an instant uproar in the outer gate of Hengyue Sect, so that the disciples who came out in the early morning to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon all ran towards one direction and gathered.

From a distance, it was a battle platform, surrounded by disciples.

This battle platform is called Fengyuntai, and it is the place where Hengyuezong's disciples can discuss and resolve their personal grievances.

At this moment, Ye Chen was carrying the Tianque on his back, as if standing on the wind and cloud platform, his body was straight and straight, standing still in the changing wind and cloud, like a monument that would never collapse.

"That's Ye Chen? My new intern disciple of Hengyuezong?"

Under the platform, the discussion came one after another, and most of them pointed at Ye Chen, but when it came to Ye Chen's age and cultivation, they also showed disdain.

"I heard that the first of the three main peaks of the outer sect did not want to accept him as a disciple, so I became an intern disciple."

"Could it be that he wants to challenge Zhao Long to attract the attention of the three main peaks and accept him as an apprentice?"

"Eighty percent."

Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him, the fists in his sleeves turned white, and the murderous intent that had long been unstoppable made his body tremble uncontrollably.

"Zhao Long is here." With a voice, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the end of the crowd.

There, more than a dozen disciples of Diyang Peak wearing gorgeous Taoist robes, flanked Zhao Long, each arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, so that the disciples did not dare to provoke, and they all made way for him.

"Hello, Senior Brother Zhao Long."

"I have seen Senior Brother Zhao Long."

Along the way, the disciples on both sides bowed their hands, and their words were full of self-evident compliments.

Um!

Zhao Long is a senior, with his hands behind his back, his eyes are not squinting, and his expression is indifferent. If he doesn't know, he really thinks that this fellow is a senior with a high level of cultivation?

Under the attention of all the people, Zhao Long came to the underside of the stage, glanced at Ye Chen disdainfully, and said jokingly, "Ye Chen, I'm not going to find you, but you are looking for me, do you think you have lived too long?"

"Come on stage." Regarding Zhao Long's disdain and abuse, Ye Chen only confided these two words.

"What kind of thing do you dare to say to Senior Brother Zhao?" Before Zhao Long could speak, a disciple of Diyang Peak who came to help out behind him scolded him, "You also need Senior Brother Zhao to do it yourself?"

With that said, the disciple was about to rush to the battlefield, but was stopped by Zhao Long.

"Since Junior Brother Ye is the one who challenged me, why not learn a few tricks, our Diyang Peak has always been fair, and we can't break the rules of Fengyuntai, right?"

The faint words sounded, Zhao Long had already tossed his robes, and his toes touched the ground, like the wind, and landed on the battle platform.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Long put his hands behind his back again.

He seemed to enjoy the compliment and awe of the gaze below, which made him flutteringly straight up.

hum!

On the opposite side, Ye Chen had already pulled out the sky tower, the sword was huge and heavy, it cut through the air, and there was a humming sound.

"Come on!" The sonorous words were loud, and Ye Chen was ready for the battle.

"Don't worry." Glancing at Ye Chen playfully,

The corner of Zhao Long's mouth raised a playful smile, "Fengyuntai has always had a lot of luck, so Junior Brother Ye Chen doesn't want to bet something with me?"

Frowning slightly, Ye Chen instantly saw through the meaning of Zhao Long's words, this is to win something away from him!

On Fengyuntai, both sides of the duel can make a bet and make a bet, and the winning side can take all the bets. This bet is either a spirit stone, a spirit liquid pill, or a martial art mystery, as long as It was agreed that anything imaginable could be gambled on. First launch https:// https://

In Zhengyangzong, Ye Chen went to Fengyuntai more than once, and he understood the rules here very well.

"What are you betting on?" Ye Chen's words were flat, without any emotion.

"If anyone loses, he will be his servant for the rest of his life." Zhao Long smiled faintly, and a sly light flashed in his eyes.

"This bet is too...." There was an uproar from below, "A lifetime servant, it's no different from a contract, Ye Chen can play a lot this time."

"Junior Brother Ye, do you like it?" Zhao Long looked at Ye Chen with interest, his chin raised high, full of provocation.

Under everyone's attention, a sneer flashed across Ye Chen's mouth, "Brother Zhao wants to bet, we might as well bet bigger."

Oh?

Zhao Long raised his eyebrows and smiled abusively, "But I don't know what Junior Brother Ye wants to bet."

"Gamble. Life."

hiss!

Hearing this, the sound of cold air sucks all the way below.

How much hatred this is! This is to die forever!

It is normal to see blood on this platform, but there is no such precedent for betting on life.

I'm afraid no one expected that Ye Chen would come out like this. An intern disciple of the first level of Qi Condensation was going to gamble his life with a disciple of the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Is this crazy or his brain is flooded.

On the opposite side, Zhao Long's eyes narrowed slightly.

He thought that the bet he had made was already big enough. He never thought that Ye Chen was even crazier. He still had his life as a servant, but this bet on his life was not a joke. Little life is not here!

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?" With a cold voice, Zhao Long's eyes were full of ruthlessness. With just the bet the two of them said, Zhao Long's momentum was already weaker than Ye Chen.

"What? Coward?"

"Counsel?" Hearing this, Zhao Long burst into laughter on the spot, laughing and laughing, the laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes were full of viciousness and looked at Ye Chen, and sneered, "I bet, you want to die so much. , then you can't blame me."

Before the words could be said, Zhao Long stepped on the battle platform, like a gust of wind rushing towards Ye Chen, his dantian real energy rushed out, and there was real air between his palms and fingers, Ling Tian slapped Ye Chen's Tianling cover with a palm.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

hum!

Ye Chen waved his arm, and Tian Que epee swung out to block.

lb!

Zhao Long slapped the sky tower with a palm, and there was a sound of metal collision, and the sky tower hummed and vibrated, but he was also shocked by the strength above the sky tower, and his hands were numb.

"I really underestimate you." When one move was forced back, Zhao Long said coldly.

"Look at me, you will die miserably." The icy voice carried icy murderous aura, and Ye Chen had already moved the giant tower.

hum! hum! hum!

Soon, the sound of tetanus was incessant, the heavy sky tower hummed against the air, and the people watching the audience swallowed. The sky tower was huge and heavy.

"Where does this kid get so much strength?"

"The amount of infuriating qi in the first layer of condensing qi is already scarce, and it is necessary to separate out infuriating qi to control the sky tower. This will not only consume the infuriating qi, but also the speed will be slowed down by the weight of the sky tower. Ye Chen's choice of the sky tower is really unwise." The discerning disciple pondered, but he shook his head slightly towards Ye Chen's actions.

"However, the first level of condensing qi can pass three moves in Zhao Long's hands, and this Ye Chen can be regarded as two strokes."

bang!

The crisp sound interrupted the discussion below. Before the five moves, the Tianque in Ye Chen's hand was already knocked out by Zhao Long.

So far, many people have sighed, and many people have left the stage. In this unsuspenseful battle, except for the scary bets, there is really nothing to show for it.

"I see what else you can rely on." Zhao Long snorted coldly, stepped out, waved three swords, and then he followed closely behind the swords, with a turbulent momentum, quite a posture to defeat Ye Chen in one fell swoop .

Ye Chen sneered, without the shackles of Tian Que's weight, his whole body was much more relaxed, the speed of the suppressed fresh blood flowed instantly, and the boiling urge to burn, even the bones in the body, there was a clicking sound.

war!

With a loud shout, Ye Chen stepped on the ground and shot out like a cannonball. When the three blades were about to pierce his body, he jumped up suddenly, jumped up like an ape, and avoided the three swords. Road Sword.

This is the ape vertical in the profound meaning of beast anger.

Ye Chen easily escaped the three swords, which made Zhao Long's heart stunned. He was closely following the three swords. Ye Chen had already crossed the top of his head. It was very difficult for him to change his body when he leaned forward at such a close distance. shaped.

It's all in between.

"Get down."

Hearing Ye Chen's cold drink, all his strength and indignation gathered on his right leg, and he kicked Zhao Long's face firmly.