There was a brief silence in the courtyard of Xiangyunju. Ling Yunxiao and Li Suixin stared at each other seven or eight meters apart.

Ling Yunxiao was shocked by Li Suixin's strength. His proud magic was easily broken by Li Suixin, leaving him in a dilemma.

He didn't want to lose, and losing face was nothing.

Although the compensation of 200 million yuan in Huaxia currency is a big deal for him, it can be easily taken out.

What he was most worried about was that once Li Suixin gained the upper hand, Li Suixin would use his powerful magic to "disable" his legs.

Li Suixin was also a little surprised, and even suspected that Ling Yunxiao was deliberately showing weakness.

Otherwise, he clearly felt that Ling Yunxiao was in a similar realm to him, but the gap in strength seemed to be a bit too big.

How could this Ling Yunxiao be so weak?

Not far away, Mr. Qi's eyes widened nervously, and he didn't even want to blink. A duel between two great masters was too rare to see in modern society.

But everything happening in front of me seems to have exceeded the scope of acquired martial arts.

Could it be that these two young people have already surpassed the Houtian Martial Saint Realm?

Fred, who had just carefully walked out of the room and stood at the door looking out, couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

Don't lose!

He just offended Li Suixin again. Once Ling Yunxiao loses, won't he be in trouble again?

But Mo Shuning didn't care about this. When she saw that Li Suixin seemed to have the upper hand, she immediately put her two tender white hands to her mouth and shouted: "Suixin, come on!"

Li Suixin smiled calmly, waved his hand in a relaxed manner, and made a no problem gesture.

Immediately, he placed his hands in front of him with their palms facing each other up and down, and swung them out alternately. Every time he swung out, an invisible wind knife as big as a palm slashed out.

In order to avoid killing Ling Yunxiao on the spot, every blow of Li Suixin's wind knife was aimed at Ling Yunxiao's limbs.

Ling Yunxiao was highly concentrated at the moment. When he saw Li Suixin moving, he mobilized all his mental power to detect Li Suixin's attack as quickly as possible.

He held the black water magic ball in both hands, his lips moved quickly, and he chanted in succession. The black water magic ball in his palm shone with a faint light.

A shield of water formed in front of him, completely protecting his body behind the shield.

"Puff! Puff! Puff puff puff..."

The Wind Knife is invisible and invisible, and most people cannot see its existence at all, but its power is astonishing.

Not only was it extremely sharp, it easily cut through Ling Yunxiao's water shield, injured Ling Yunxiao's arms and thighs, and also used the force to cut through Xiangyunju's house like cutting tofu.

Fortunately, each blow of Li Suixin's wind knife was not very big. Even if a slap-sized hole was cut in the wall of the house, it would not affect the strength of the house.

Ling Yunxiao screamed and fell to the ground, shouting: "Li Suixin, it is against the law to kill someone! You can't kill me!"

Fred huddled at the door, terrified and at the same time he couldn't help but curse Ling Yunxiao in his heart.

Why don't you insist on trying to get along with Li Suixin when you have nothing to do? Use your words to drive them away, and then treat Liu Beizu to become famous and make money!

This is good news. In less than five minutes, 200 million Chinese coins were gone...

Only then did Li Suixin realize that he had been too careful. Ling Yunxiao was not hiding his strength. This guy was just so weak!

He looked at Ling Yunxiao, whose limbs were bleeding and lying on the ground, and immediately analyzed the reason.

Ling Yunxiao's realm should not be low, it's just the strength of the ascetic or monk, the realm is only one aspect.

Just like a boxer, his physical fitness and fighting ability are very well trained, but he has never learned actual combat.

He doesn't even know how to exert force, dodge, or actual combat skills...

No matter how solid this boxer's foundation is and how good his physical fitness is, the strength he can display will still be pitifully low.

Compared with the skills and magic learned by Ling Yunxiao and those of Shenlong Daomen, there is a huge difference between them.

Coming to this conclusion, Li Suixin was in a good mood and said jokingly: "Ling Yunxiao, you have the nerve to challenge me with your little strength?

Are you the money-delivery boy who made a special trip to give me money? It seems that I have to say, thank you!"

Ling Yunxiao was about to cry without tears, but he also knew that Li Suixin had no intention of killing him in public. After looking at Li Suixin, he chanted in a low voice and pressed his fingers on the wound caused by the wind knife.

The first stroke stopped the bleeding, the second stroke caused scabs to form, and the third stroke, the wound was completely healed, leaving only a few light scars.

Li Suixin couldn't help but admire his ability to recover. This guy was quite capable.

However, Ling Yunxiao no longer dared to be arrogant in front of Li Suixin for the time being, and said in a low voice: "Li Suixin, wait a moment, I will help you find money!"

After saying that, he turned around and entered Xiangyunju's room again. He ignored Fred and went directly to find Liu Beizu.

"Liu Beizu, I can cure your disease, but the 200 million Chinese coins must be received in advance, so give the money quickly!"

Liu Beizu feels like vomiting blood. You guys have been making a bet for a long time. The money comes from me!

Moreover, comparing the two of you, Li Suixin is obviously more skilled.

After thinking about it again and again, Liu Beizu was sure that he could not ask Li Suixin to treat him, so he could only resort to the next best thing and ask Ling Yunxiao to take action.

He said in a consultative tone: "Dean Ling, 200 million Chinese dollars, isn't it too much? Moreover, I have spent so much money on medical treatment, shouldn't I wait until I am cured before paying for it?"

Ling Yunxiao glanced at Liu Beizu irritably, took out a badge the size of his fingertip and waved it in front of Liu Beizu's eyes, and then said impatiently: "Get the money quickly! Otherwise, how can I treat you?"

Liu Beizu's dim eyes had not clearly seen the badge in Ling Yunxiao's hand just now, but the style of this badge was too familiar to him.

Even with just such a startling glance, he could see the general shape of the badge. The eyes of the dying man actually lit up, showing a look of understanding.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and immediately reluctantly got up with the help of the people around him and walked to the bedroom.

After a while, he came out with a bearer check with 200 million yuan written on it, and handed it to Ling Yunxiao with a little awe.

In the blink of an eye, the check was in Li Suixin's hands.

However, the check didn't go down well with Li Suixin, so he casually gave it to Mo Shuning.

Mo Shuning took the check and looked at Li Suixin, who was holding an old-fashioned leather bag and wearing casual clothes.

Who would have thought that the guy in front of me couldn't even pay thousands of yuan in rent a few days ago.

Only a few days passed, first there was 20 million in cash, and then there was a big deal of 300 million.

Now, while visiting the longevity sanatorium, I "earned" a huge sum of 200 million yuan.
Chapter completed!