Comparing each other? It doesn’t seem that simple. Lu Ming’s killer’s intuition has already noticed that these people have bad intentions towards him. Not to mention anything else, it’s just that Jinda showed up at the first-grade training ground, and He Qixiong showed up on time to smooth things over.
All kinds of signs have been revealed. Now it seems that they just want to fight with themselves. Do they want to see my background?
"Yes, Lord Master. Just sparring can be harmful. After all, no one can guarantee that they will not miss in the arena!" Jinda looked at Lu Ming, shrugged, and said somewhat helplessly.
"It's okay to spar in the arena! Mistakes are always inevitable, just try to be careful." The old sword master is naturally full of confidence in his apprentice, not to mention that the opponent is just an eight-edged swordsman, comparable to
Lu Mingli, who was able to kill the Eight-Edge Swordsman, was simply too weak.
Moreover, I was in a hurry this time and didn't bring much money with me. Shentu, an old ghost, doesn't know how to carry much money with me. Now is a good opportunity.
"Then..." the old sword master stroked his beard: "Just sparring is not interesting. Why not bring some luck and all of us can participate. In this way, the atmosphere here will immediately be different."
The arrogance on He Qixiong's face has not diminished. He is naturally not afraid of letting the fifth-ranked master in his sword academy fight a single-edge swordsman. And I can take this opportunity to find out the details of Lu Ming.
That’s right, find out!
The trial competition organized by the sword hall will be held soon. Several people from my sword hall will participate, but this Lu Ming, with his great swordsman, was able to fight against Zheng Haonan and more than a dozen people, and he gained the upper hand.
This is not simple. But now I suspect that the Sword Master of Destruction was behind it. After all, when I saw him fighting Zheng Haonan, he was forced back by my sword energy.
However, the swordsmanship he used to remove my sword energy was very rare! Moreover, his knowledge of swordsmanship is extraordinary. Now that I am here to personally supervise and observe, I can squeeze out all his details, which not only makes my
The participating swordsman will be fully prepared, and he will also be able to reveal what kind of adventures he has had. With my eyesight, I will never mistake him. Then I will find an opportunity to steal him away and force him to find out everything.
All fetishes!
After all, this Lu Ming would be a great swordsman in the sword realm no matter how he mastered the divine object. Moreover, he did not have a truly good sword and could not reach the level of Li Ke. Otherwise, they would not participate in the auction.
However, the greedy wolf sword body cannot move. If I kidnap him, I am afraid that Ji Wujian will really go crazy. If he comes to fight for me, there is also the Destruction Sword Master, although I am not afraid of him.
But I still can't bear it. It's different without the sword body.
Moreover, these two old guys have no money at all, and they are somewhat famous in the circle of swordsmen.
He Qixiong's mind like an old fox quickly turned around, and a hint of arrogance appeared on his face: "Then use silver as a lottery ticket. Each of us elders can't be less than one, no! Fifty thousand taels. Jiansheng,
If you want to participate, it cannot be less than one thousand taels, and there is no upper limit. The money you bet will be awarded to the winner as a jackpot, and then the money lost by the winner will be borne by the loser. I am the most fair person.
That’s right, both sides have one-to-one odds. Is it okay for me to be the banker?”
"That's it! Okay, that's it." The old sword master blinked, touched his sleeve secretly, and saw He Qixiong opposite him laughing.
He Qixiong waved his hand and asked the swordsmen to bring a big box, as well as a pen and paper for recording. Then the swordsmen began to bet, how much each person betted, who was betting, and they would get a voucher in their hands. Everything was clear.
Very formal.
"I bet the fifth brother to win, two thousand taels!" A swordsman provocatively waved five thousand taels of silver notes in his hand at Lu Ming.
"I bet three thousand taels! Fifth senior brother wins!" Another swordsman said with a sneer on his face.
There was a swordsman who looked very ordinary in his clothes, but he didn't want to miss this good opportunity to make money. At this moment, his face was flushed with anxiety: "Hey? I don't have any money. Who lends me a thousand taels? I'll pay it back when I win! ... Ah?"
?Senior brother, can you lend me your money? Thank you very much. I will give half of the dividend to senior brother later!"
Li Keshi came over, reached out and took out a stack of banknotes, shook them gently, and smiled proudly: "I bet, fifty thousand taels! The fifth junior brother wins!"
"Wow! Senior brother is indeed senior brother, and his moves are extraordinary! Fifty thousand taels, it was that kid's parents who bet that amount!"
Everyone in the Haotian Sword Academy is very excited, some are even very excited. After all, not every swordsman has a thousand taels of silver. Now that they can earn this money so quickly and easily, who can
How can people not be excited?
Seeing the old sword master hesitantly taking out a silver note worth one hundred thousand taels, He Qixiong kindly helped him make up his mind and stuffed it into the cash box.
The Destruction Sword Master snickered secretly. Monster Ji was hesitating. Isn't this a little too little? Less! It is indeed less!
The Sword Master of Destruction took out a stack of silver notes and stuffed them into Ouyang Luo: "Go and stake these one hundred thousand taels. When the auction comes, the money will be enough to buy you a good sword. This is enough."
"I don't know much about this kind of lottery. Can I get involved? Bet some money?" Lu Ming also touched his sleeve and asked calmly.
"Okay, you can bet as much as you want. But you can't bet to win, and you can only bet on yourself to win."
He Qixiong said calmly, with me personally by his side, if the Sword Master of Destruction is doing something secretly, he will never be able to avoid my sight. What if I let this kid get involved now? It's just to give my swordsman an extra point.
Just a little bit of silver.
Seeing the complacent look on He Qixiong's face, the Sword Master of Destruction almost slapped his thigh and laughed, asking this kid to bet? Do you know how rich he is? Can you still afford to pay?
Ouyang Luo, who had just finished placing his bets, had a straight face. He finally managed to hold back his laughter and returned to his original position. Then he turned his back to the training ground and laughed silently. These people had never seen this upstart before.
What kind of handwriting is it?
Seeing the other party's promise, Lu Ming touched his sleeve: "I'll bet..."
"Holy crap! It's like this, it's only one thousand taels? I thought it was so big?" A swordsman held a voucher for twenty thousand taels in his hand and looked at Lu Ming pulling out the corner of a bank note.
, sneered disdainfully.
"Otherwise, it has to be our senior brother! Look at someone who casually deposited 50,000 taels of silver. What does it mean to be rich? This is called being rich!"
Li Ke held the two-handed giant sword in his arms and smiled leisurely. The swordsmen behind him told the truth. I am just rich.
With his face still calm, Lu Ming's indifferent voice was not loud, but it penetrated into everyone's ears imperceptibly: "What I said is, one million taels of silver."
"What? One million taels?" A swordsman suddenly shouted, looking like a goose whose neck was pinched.
"One million taels? How big a pile of money is that? Even the banknotes need a big bag? This kid must be crazy!"
"Crazy, absolutely crazy! And he still wants money and wants to go crazy!"
Everyone present at the Haotian Sword Academy was shocked. This number was so huge that it was unbelievable.
"I think you are just making trouble!" A swordsman jumped out from behind He Qixiong, approached Lu Ming step by step, and scolded: "I think you know now that you can't win at all, and you have to accompany a large sum of money, so you just want
Start making trouble and making excuses..."
Lu Ming held the banknote between his two fingers and threw it away. The banknote turned into a streak of white light and hit the man in the face.
Bang! The sound was clear and crisp, as if someone had invisibly slapped him in the face. The man was hit by the white light and raised his head with two nosebleeds. He also stepped backwards. Only then did the white light lose its last kinetic energy, and a pop-up popped out.
The parabola fell to the ground with a clatter, and a breeze blew by, like the pages of a book blown by the wind.
"How dare you use a concealed weapon..." The nearest swordsman wanted to accuse Lu Ming, but he blinked immediately, looked at the objects on the ground, jumped up and shouted loudly: "A silver note? One hundred thousand taels apiece.
?”
"One hundred thousand taels a piece, a banknote?" Countless people stretched their necks to look at it in surprise, but their eyes widened instantly, as if someone had pinched their throats, and they uttered with difficulty: "One hundred thousand taels a piece?"
, or exactly ten, this guy turns out to be so rich."
"What..." Li Ke's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the pages of banknotes blowing in the wind on the ground. He couldn't speak. He felt that his tongue had dropped. He could just smash it out.
One million taels, it turns out that this guy is so rich!
However, although his clothes are more luxurious, many members of the aristocratic family and even the descendants of the descendants can afford to wear them, so they are not considered very good materials at all. Moreover, his face is cold, like those who have no money and lack of confidence.
You dare to speak, but you deliberately pretend to be a wealthy person.
And at his age, there is no one who can easily produce millions of silver taels. In the entire Qingyuan Province, except for a legendary prodigal son in Tiandu City, there is absolutely no other person who can do this!
Is he the legendary prodigal? Isn't he a loser? Why did he spend money to hire the best swordsman in Tiandu City, accompanied by the Sword Master of Destruction?
Li Ke got to know the indifferent boy in front of him again, and then he shook his head helplessly. I had thought about raising the price with him before, so that he couldn't buy anything. This...isn't it a joke?!
He Qixiong, who was standing in front of the cash box, was a little embarrassed and asked Jiansheng to record it. The muscles on his face also beat involuntarily.
"One million, no matter where you put it, is not a small amount. I didn't expect this kid to be really rich! But it's okay. No matter how much money you have, you can't change the situation. If my swordsman can't beat him, what kind of realm is he?
Realm? Even I can defeat the Sword Master of Destruction." He Qixiong thought to himself as if to comfort himself, but in his mind like an old fox, he thought of another possibility. If he dared to bet one million, that would be