Chapter Three hundred and sixty one, show some face!
Interludes come and go quickly.
Zhao Yun is still the focus of everyone's attention. Too many people are full of contempt. Anyone who goes through the back door, whoever shrinks his head, whoever is a toad, whoever is a scumbag, whoever is a freeloader, they all become
After receiving the title of Zhao Yun, the meaning of their eyes is basically the same.
"It's hot again." Zhao Yun put his hands in his hands and buried his head.
During this period, he also glanced at Qingyao.
Qingyao was also looking at him, with an apologetic look in her eyes. If she had known that this was going to be the case, she would have gone on stage to fight. But she didn't think carefully. It didn't matter if she abstained, and she pushed Zhao Yun to the forefront again.
"I'm used to it." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.
There are some people! They don't like him. Even a small thing can make him famous. So many people abstained from voting. Why do they say that I have a face that deserves to be criticized?
Boom! Bang! Boom!
The spectators temporarily forgot about this incident until the battle on stage got heated.
When Zhao Yun looked up, he saw Youlan coming onto the stage.
The spectators were all sitting upright. Since the new sect competition, they have never seen Youlan take action. Most people don’t know how many Taoist practices the young disciple of Yuxin Peak has, but her senior sister Yue Ling is a ruthless person.
The characters, especially in Moonlight Night, are extremely powerful.
Someone has said that Yue Ling can fight Chu Wushuang.
Some people have also said that in the hands of Chu Wushuang, Yue Ling under the moon can last for thirty or fifty rounds without any problem. But don't underestimate these thirty or fifty rounds. It is enough to be superior to the generation. You must know that fighting against the same level
, looking at the entire Great Xia, there are really only a few people who can go through thirty or fifty rounds in the hands of Chu Wushuang, and Yue Ling is one of them, and it must be done on a moonlit night, which is also her proud capital.
, if you want to seduce her, don't even think about it if you don't have a terrible background, just like the guy from Zizhu Peak, who wrote a love letter and got the title of toad.
Youlan's opponent is a young man in gold.
He is also a master who specializes in cultivating the physical body, but compared to Man Teng, he is not even a bit inferior. He holds a big sword in his hand, and it is golden. He looks very intimidating, but unfortunately he has insufficient background.
Pound! Clang! Dang!
The collision between swords and knives was sonorous and crisp, and the bursts of fire were dazzling.
The young man in golden clothes attacked swiftly and fiercely, with every sword and sword being powerful, tearing the battle platform into ravines one after another.
Youlan's figure is graceful, her footwork is elegant and mysterious, and she is able to do it with ease.
"Hidden strength." Zhao Yun saw it clearly. Even if Youlan doesn't go berserk, she still hates being strong. Not to mention the young man in golden robe, Zongman Teng appears on the stage, he may not be Youlan's opponent. She is an assassin, best at killing, and can't follow her.
With the speed of her movement, she is a living target with Duoduo.
If Youlan goes berserk, her relatives will be disowned.
According to his estimation, apart from Chu Wushuang, no one among the new disciples who joined the sect could suppress the berserk You Lan. Naturally, he was one of them, provided... he had to activate the Qilin Demon Transformation.
"What a handsome body." Mu Qinghan exclaimed, referring to Youlan.
Despite the swiftness and ferocity of the attack by the young man in gold, in fact, he almost missed his mark. He had the upper hand with his strength, but he was almost defeated by his speed. From the beginning to the end, he never caught the opponent's figure.
"This movement looks so familiar." Linglong murmured softly.
Although Yun Yan was reading ancient books, she glanced sideways several times, her beautiful eyes full of meaning.
Zhao Yun knew very well that many people had seen Rashomon's movement technique, but the one Youlan was using at the moment should be an improved one. It was inevitable that some traces would remain, and it would not be difficult for those with a discerning eye to see the clues.
Fortunately, Youlan is hidden deep enough and no one has been able to find out about it so far.
"This girl is pretty good." Su Yu's eyes lit up.
Yang Feng and Zi Yan, one on the left and the other on the right, glanced sideways at this guy. Aren't you attracted to Yue Ling? What do you mean, even his junior sister has to be taken away? Why is his face so big!
"Well, this is okay."
Wei Chuan gently shook the white paper folding fan, which was quite appreciative.
In his opinion, as long as he takes action, the matter is guaranteed to be successful. Compared with Qingyao, he is more optimistic about Youlan and Yue Ling. If he can't get the body of Tianling or Yueling, it would be good to find Xiyue.
Look! Someone is so confident again.
His so-called spare tire is just for his own entertainment.
puff!
Accompanied by a flash of blood, the young man in golden clothes was defeated and was chopped off the battlefield by Youlan's sword.
Zhao Yun took a look, secretly got out of his seat, and ran to Mr. Chen Xuan's house. When he passed by Chi Yan and the purple-haired child, he wanted to give them some banknotes, but think about it! He gave up.
After the new sect competition is over, it won't be too late to chat again. After all, they are old friends.
"Boy, show some face!" Old Chen Xuan said in his opening remarks.
"Honestly, I don't like hearing what you say." Zhao Yun has already taken out the jade card, and Qingyao abstains, so he has won. Since he has won, he has to collect the money. If he loses two to one, he still has one million.
?
"You two tricked me." Boss Chen Xuan's face turned dark.
"Before drawing lots, who knows who the opponent is." Zhao Yun shrugged. He was very casual. Even if he didn't bump into Qingyao, he could still win if it were anyone else. It's just that! Qingyao came up and made a forfeit.
It also saved him a lot of effort, and he won anyway.
"No money." Old Chen Xuan blew his beard and glared.
"If you want to say that, I will ask the master to come and talk to you." Zhao Yun said.
This worked well, but Chen Xuan was so cowardly that he lost his temper. If Yun Yan came over, he would stop chatting. He would give him a severe beating for daring to cheat with her disciple. He would have to crawl out of the venue today.
In the end, he still gave it, no more than one million.
"continue."
Zhao Yun had another stack of banknotes, and he seized the opportunity to make money with death.
Old Chen Xuan glanced at Zhao Yun and looked at him seriously. How confident is this guy who came through the back door? He didn't even know who his opponent was, so he dared to place such a big bet on him.
"Aren't you happy to make money?" Zhao Yun curled his lips.
This old man is a short seller. The gambling funds are distributed by him, and the odds depend on the ratio. No matter who loses or wins, he does not lose money. He earns a commission, and the commission is quite high. How high! For example
For a bet of one hundred thousand taels, this guy can draw five thousand taels.
"I'm happy to, of course I'm happy to." Mr. Chen Xuan didn't refuse anyone who came.
It's not that he loses money, he takes whatever comes. The more he bets, the more he makes.
Having said that, if he made a bet, and if he didn't hit the bet, he would definitely lose money.
"Are there any goods left?"
Chen Xuanlao looked around and then poked Zhao Yun.
"No more."
Zhao Yun simply replied that he would not sell it to this guy if he had any, but sold it to Ouyang Laodao.
The master of the Weapon Refining Pavilion! He has plenty of money. How much is a pair of ten thousand taels? He can earn half more.
Cultivation consumes resources, and money is a good thing.
"You have changed. You are no longer the Ji Hen I knew." Chen Xuan said with regret. His shameless behavior made what he said so fresh and refined, making Zhao Yun roll his eyes for a while. He is such a good old man.
, wouldn’t it be good to have a wife? Let’s go home and study it on our own!
As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a cold breath coming from the battle platform.
It was the true form of Yin Bing who used the secret technique of Yin Bing when he faced a disciple who had some skills. The entire battle platform was covered with a layer of ice. If you were on top of it, it would freeze you half to death.
, Moreover, there is a kind of sucking power on the ice, and the true energy is passing by all the time.
"You are really domineering." Zhao Yun exclaimed in his heart.
As he said that, he glanced at Yang Feng. Yang Feng's expression was not very natural.
In other words, Yang Feng already had a shadow, and he shuddered when he saw Yin Bing's true energy.
"I... give up."
The disciples who were fighting Han Xue gave up their resistance.
Yin Bing's true form would not chase after him, so he immediately collected Han Bing. When the disciple came off the stage, his whole body was still covered with a layer of frost, like a walking ice sculpture. His mouth was purple and his whole body was shaking, and he was so cold.
The snow does not have a heavy hand, otherwise, if the cold invades the body, it will be even more uncomfortable.
The next person on stage was Xiao Wu Nian.
Look at his forehead, which is as shiny as ever.
The little bald man is harmless to humans and animals, but his attacks are fierce and domineering. A simple slap can make the opponent cough up blood. He is born with divine power, and his palm power is so strong that it makes the whole body hurt.
"You're pretty lucky." Mr. Chen Xuan stroked his beard.
Here, he is talking about those demonic disciples, and the two strong ones have not met yet.
Ru Wu Nian, if he bumps into Chu Wu Shuang, he will be defeated even if he doesn't give up.
"Senior Brother Chen, what a good business!" Someone came and laughed loudly.
It was Yuan Miao's master, Jin Xuanzhong, with a smile on his face. To outsiders, it seemed that he was here to place bets. In fact, he was here to spy on Zhao Yun, the corpse clan's spy who was still searching for the whereabouts of the treasure.
And Zhao Yun is one of the targets.
"It's rare to have a big occasion, why don't you take care of your business?" Mr. Chen Xuan said with a smile.
"That's natural." Jin Xuanzhong randomly handed over a stack of banknotes, probably tens of thousands of taels.
Chen Xuan, an old man, did not refuse anyone who came, and after receiving the banknote, he carved a jade plaque.
Jin Xuanzhong, on the other hand, looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Senior nephew Ji Hen, you look so good today."
"Master, whatever you say, please give me some respect." Zhao Yun smiled slightly.
"In troubled times, it is better to keep a low profile." Jin Xuanzhong reached out and patted the dust on Zhao Yun's shoulder. In fact, he was absorbing Zhao Yun's breath to take it back and compare it with that breath.
Zhao Yun understood his little moves.
However, Zhao Yun couldn't stop him. Jin Xuanzhong wanted to do it, and there were too many ways.
"It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies." Old Chen Xuan smiled and handed the jade token to Jin Xuanzhong. He felt that this junior brother was not here to place bets, but for Zhao Yun. Previously, Yuan Miao was maimed and was also beaten.
How could he do anything good by extorting one million? He knew Jin Xuanzhong's character too well.
"Easy to say." Jin Xuanzhong smiled, took the jade token and turned around to leave.
"Boy, be careful in the future." Elder Chen Xuan reminded him intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhao Yun didn't answer and took out a storage charm.
Inside, there was a fragrant and gorgeous picture scroll. Old man Chen Xuan was pretty good, and he also knew to remind him that just for this, he had to sell a picture scroll. It was not easy for an old man, so he had to find something to do.
"Children can be taught."
Mr. Chen Xuan smiled and handed over the banknote.
Zhao Yun was not polite, so he simply sat here and fought in the stands. Tang Hao had already come on stage, and he was fighting against a female disciple in purple. She had a soft sword like a snake, and she danced to the extreme, as if she knew the people of the Tang clan quite well.
Tang Hao's many attacks were resolved by her.
"Can I give the purple jade to Chu Wushuang?" Elder Chen Xuan asked casually.
"If you want... take it according to your ability." Zhao Yun responded casually.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, even if you cry." Old Chen Xuan sighed.