Of course, Sun Yixie won’t leave. Others are afraid of Song Xiang, but he is not afraid.

You are the Yiba of Runan, and I am also the Yiba of Hangzhou. Who is afraid of whom?

So he immediately replied, "Just! Why am I leaving? I am standing here, how can you do to me?"

Then Song Xiang said in his heart: "What, what? If I don't kill you today, I won't be Song's surname, I will have your surname... Hey? What's his surname?"

Thinking of this, Song Xiang asked, "Good boy, you are so brave. If you have the guts, you can sign up first!"

Sun Yixi stood with his hands behind his back and replied loudly: "If you report it, you will repay me. My name is Sun Yixi."

"Hmph..." Song Xiang snorted coldly when he heard this, "I haven't heard of it before."

He had never heard of it, but he had heard of his master and his bodyguard.

When Ma Zhao heard these three words, he stood up and quickly stared at Sun Yixie in the audience and glanced at him for a few more glances, then turned his head and exchanged glances with Zhao Tiaotiao.

"Brother Ma, could it be him..." Zhao Tiaoqiong's expression changed slightly at this moment, and he lowered his voice and spoke.

"Well..." Ma Zhao said in a deep voice, "I see his age and appearance... are consistent with the rumors. The young man next to him also looks very similar to the rumored Huang Donglai. The other black-faced man should be Lei Buji of the 'Young Old Face'."

The two Ma and Zhao happened to be interested in the matters related to this young hero meeting and asked a lot, so they even knew Lei Buji's appearance characteristics, and even heard of the rumors that Lei Buji might be Lei Buwei's son.

Now that they heard Sun Yixie's name, they looked at the appearance of the three people below the stage, and immediately felt that...their young master might have met someone who was not easy to mess with.

At the same time, on the other side, Sun Yixie and Song Xiang's mouth cannon have not been finished yet.

"I haven't heard you show off?" But Sun Yixie stared at Song Xiang without showing any weakness. "Are you treating ignorance as your personality? Everyone knows it but you don't know it. Do you still think you are quite awesome?"

"Ah? Everyone else knows?" Song Xiang sneered again, "Haha, who knows? I see who dares to say that..."

Before he could finish his words, Ma Zhao flashed to his side and whispered in his ear: "Young Master... I really know this..."

"Hmm?" Song Xiangyu was very upset when he was interrupted halfway, but when he saw that it was his teacher, he couldn't have an attack on the spot. He could only frown and squeeze out a sentence from his teeth, "You don't know..."

Ma Zhao was sweating all over, thinking to himself, why can't this stupid disciple understand human words? I'm saving you. If you continue to make trouble, you won't have any good results.

"I don't know..." Ma Zhao thought for a while, and said for a long time, "But you better know..."

Song Xiang was even more unhappy when he said this.

"What?" Song Xiang replied in a low voice, "Can he still have three heads and six arms?"

Ma Zhao said in his heart: "It doesn't matter whether he has three heads and six arms. I don't know how high his martial arts are. I only know that he and Huang Donglai can even kill Shen Youran. It is conceivable that those who can't use three moves in front of Shen Youran..."

"Hey! Are you two whispering secretly?" Sun Yixie's two people whispering something in the stands, thinking they were planning to plot against him, so he immediately interrupted, "I just made some 'small moves' secretly, what do you want to do now?"

His words were undoubtedly hinting that Tang Weizhi was defeated just now; in fact... this matter was not something he could see by himself, but he thought it was also a handle, and saying it could scare the other party.

Song Xiang didn't hear anything, and he didn't even know that he was just winning was actually Zhao Tiaotong's credit.

But when Ma Zhao and Zhao Tiaotiao heard this, they felt that Sun Yixie had something else to say. Could it be that this kid wanted to say... Even if it was the two of us, he wouldn't take it seriously?

"Bah! Who is sneaking?" Song Xiang is not as good as Ma Zhao. He didn't think so much. Sun Yixie said, and he was about to curse, "What's the shameful thing when I stand on the stage? But you... come up if you have the courage! Those who are talking nonsense, don't you dare to go up?"

Not to mention, this person named Song will also make a point of provocation.

Sun Yixie was not in a hurry: "Come up? Haha..." He smiled, and with a smile, his plan was already done in his heart, "It's okay to come up, but if I ask me, I will come up, I have to have an explanation."

"Ah? What's the statement?" Song Xiang was really easy to get caught.

"You don't understand this?" Sun Yixie asked back and continued, "No matter how I said that Sun Yixie is a well-known knight in the world. If you go to a stand like you, you must have a reason, right? Otherwise, if I win, I will be stabbed by someone, and I will bully you, and I will say I am greedy for your reward... Then I will make me mess with you?"

"I'm an amateur?" Song Xiang's convex eyes were almost glaring out, "You Mr. Song, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. After twenty years of practice, I have been a superb magical skill! Do you dare to say that I'm an amateur?"

"Just saying this to you, you are not only an amateur, but also a mentally retarded." Sun Yixie said sophisticatedly, "According to what you say, I have farted since I was a child. After more than ten years of putting it down, can you be destroyed by just one fart?"

As soon as he said this, the people around him burst into laughter. Even the evil servants and slaves in the Song Mansion couldn't help laughing.

"I..." Song Xiang blushed when he was ashamed, but he wanted to refute it, but he didn't know what to say.

As a rich young master, Sun Yixie was relatively strict and upright in his family, so he could not go out all day to bully others by bullying others, which was harmful to the law. He struggled in the fish market for many years, but instead became more smooth and down-to-earth. In addition, he was a time traveler after all, and his views and abilities were still the foundation of modern people.

But Song Xiangzheng, on the contrary, his father did not discipline him because he was too busy, and his mother was extremely indulging in him, which developed his giant baby character who was accustomed to riding on others as a mighty person. This kind of person's thinking ability, crisis handling ability, and stress resistance are often very poor.

Most of the outsiders that Song Xiang met in his life were either afraid of him or asking for him, so he could naturally deal with it no matter what he said, and everything he said was right.

But today, when I met Sun Yixi, who was not afraid of him, was particularly damaging, and was very good at sophistry... Song Xiang said anything that he was humiliating himself, and even if he had possessed the truth, he could not speak out more than the other party.

"Hmph... I have nothing to say?" Sun Yixie saw that the other party was really weak, so she simply continued to say it himself, "Okay, listen, you have two kinds of statements to ask me to go to this ring... The first is to 'teach you a lesson'." He paused, "It's a pity that I'm not you, I don't have that obligation. Even if you kneel down there now and call me godfather, I don't care."

Just after these half of the words, Song Xiang was almost bursting in his blood vessels.

But Brother Sun still has the second half: "So there is only the second type... I just think it is our 'fair gambling battle', and that's how we can have a fight."

When he said this, Song Xiang still didn't understand, but Huang Donglai next to him had already guessed what Sun Yixie was going to do.

So, at this moment, Huang Donglai took the opportunity to take the lead and took on the job of "supporting the actor", and interjected: "Oh? Then what is 'fair gambling'?"

Sun Yixi smiled and followed Huang Donglai's just right question and answered it very smoothly: "'Fair Gambling' means... I will pay as much as I pay, and then I will compete with him on the ring. Who won? Take away two pieces of silver at one piece." He paused for a moment and continued, "As for the one hundred taels of silver reward, haha... I think it's appropriate to leave such a small amount of money for Mr. Song to go back and buy sperm."

This is too crazy. The people around him are a little unbelievable when they hear it. They are whispering and talking nonsense.

One hundred taels, little money?

One hundred taels, don’t mention buying sperm, you can buy a living tiger, and someone will kill you on the spot, peel and remove the bones, soak the bones for you into medicinal wine, drink half of them, and apply half of them, and you can use the remaining ones as mouthwash and vomit.

When Song Xiang heard this, he understood. It seems that this person surnamed Sun is not short of money. Well, I will go to you today.

"Hahahaha..." Song Xiang suddenly laughed and said, "What do I think of it? It turns out that you think I am the little silver reward, right? OK? How much can you pay? I, Song Xiangfeng, will accompany you to the end!"

"Five million taels..." Sun Yixie came without thinking and said nothing.

When Song Xiang heard those four words, he almost fell from the stage - the Dashi Treasury's annual income is only 2 million taels. Are you going crazy?

But the next second, Sun Yixie took a deep breath and continued: "...that's impossible."

"Nonsense!" Even Song Xiang couldn't help but complain, "What are you talking about when you say it is impossible?"

"Scar you and see how your psychological quality is." Sun Yi responded with confidence.

However, no one here except him and Huang Donglai knew what "psychological quality" was.

"So seriously..." Sun Yixie cleared his throat again and said, "Three thousand taels, do you dare to answer?"

The Song family can take out this number, but Song Xiang cannot take out this number.

On weekdays, Song Xiang has a lot of pocket money, which is far beyond the expenses of ordinary people's lives. And he can ask his family for it after spending it, but it is difficult for him to get three thousand taels at one go...

Three thousand taels are now five or six million. Even if the Song family is the richest man in the local area, he will give more than one billion yuan. If your young master wants to go out for five or six million at a time, he has to say hello to his family, right?

But now that the quarrels are over, can he not agree?

"I...I dare!" Song Xiang could only answer with a tough bullet.

"Okay, where is the money?" Sun Yixie knew at a glance that the other party had difficulties, so he asked this question.

"I... didn't bring so much money out." Song Xiang is the truth. Who can bring a few thousand taels out if you have nothing to do?

"Hey! It's a coincidence, I didn't bring so many on my body." Sun Yixie smiled obscenely, "Or......"

Song Xiang thought the other party was about to say "forget it."

Unexpectedly...

"...Let's make an appointment tomorrow?" Sun Yixie actually made a delaying plan.

"Okay... OK, I'm afraid you won't do it?" Song Xiang was also very weak at this moment. He was already considering where to get the three thousand taels of silver.

"Okay." Sun Yixie said, "It's still this time tomorrow. Everyone brings their own silver or bills, and they will meet here. Who doesn't come... who is this." As he said that, he also made a very indecent gesture.

"Hmph...that word is certain." Song Xiang sneered and said bluffingly.

"A word is determined." Sun Yixie said that, turned around and left.

The crowd also consciously gave way to him and Huang Donglai, and Lei Buji made way.

Before they could walk far away, Ma Zhao asked softly in Song Xiang's ear: "Young Master, where are you going to get so much money?"

"Don't worry... I have my own way." Song Xiang said, lowered his head and walked back to the edge of Taiwan.

Ma Zhao looked at his back, then looked at Zhao Tiaotiao sitting in the distance... After the two masters looked at each other, they shook their heads helplessly.

That day, because of this storm, Song Xiang was not in the mood to play again, and the arena was just closed.

On the way home, sitting in the sedan chair, he kept thinking: "Where should I get this three thousand taels of silver? Ask my father, he must ask me what I have to do for. He is not easy to cheat. If I lie, I will be seen through. To be honest, I will be scolded to death by him again. I want it? I am easy to cheat. I can make up anything and I can make up for dozens or hundreds of taels, but if I want three thousand at a time, she may not be able to take it out. I have to tell my father again... Oh, it seems that if I can't ask someone, otherwise..."

As I thought about it, Song Xiang had an idea: I went to the warehouse at home to steal a valuable thing and ordered someone to go to the pawn shop to work quietly. After I won the Sun tomorrow, I will redeem the things and put them back into the warehouse. Isn’t this absent-minded person?

Not to mention, this is indeed a good plan...

Their Song family really has a treasure called Jiuyu Sun-Chasing Furnace. According to the ancestors of their Song family, this furnace was made of mud made from the remaining branches of the nine arrows shooting the sun.

So isn’t this ancestor nonsense? Why don’t you say it was made of the mud left over from Nuwa’s creation?

Of course, the legend is fake, and the baby is real.

This Jiuyu Sun-Chasing Furnace is not big, about the size of a human head. Its body is flat and round, with feather patterns on the top and four legs on the bottom. It looks no different from the ordinary small incense burner placed indoors, but it has a very special effect - heating.

Do you know the air conditioner?

The indoor unit and outdoor unit are powered on and consumed Freon to make your room warm.

But this Jiuyu Sun-Chasing Furnace can have the same effect as long as a little combustible incense wood is put in, and it can be controlled in a range of 30 square meters.

Magical? Yes, but in fact... this is not the real purpose of this thing.

The real purpose of the Jiuyu Sun-Chasing Furnace is to "practice" and it is a unique skill - Xuanbing Jue.

The people of the Song family don’t know about this, let alone them... Even in the world, there are not many people who know the true origin and purpose of this thing, because this furnace has been extinct in the world for many years and has been circulating in the hands of some collectors outside the world.

If it weren't for Song Xiang's illusion today, I'm afraid this treasure would have been covered in dust in the warehouse of their Song family for many years.
Chapter completed!