The two nodded to each other, and then they drew out their long knives, and after the gong sounded.
The two of them used their martial arts skills and fought together with swords.
The sound of wind, shouts, and the clash of weapons continued to sound, and the arena seemed to be the eye of the storm.
The people watching could feel the strong wind emanating from a distance.
Zaha watched for a while, dumbfounded.
He doesn't know martial arts.
I saw the two people on the stage spinning around like a revolving lantern. When they were fast, my eyes couldn't keep up with their movements.
The two knives almost turned into two afterimages. Even with his eyesight, he could only see the light of the knife, but could not see the blade at all.
I don’t know how the two of them avoided each other’s sword, how they saw each other’s moves, and how they blocked each other’s sword moves?
If it were him who went up there by himself, he would probably be cut into pieces by the opponent in a matter of seconds.
Zaha turned to look at Zhao Xiaole, "Wang... Young Master, can you see their swords clearly?"
Zaha’s face was covered with lipstick marks.
His clothes had long been torn apart by several girls, but he still looked curious and harmless.
Zhao Xiaole didn't bother to look more, as if he was afraid of dirtying his eyes, he held the wine glass and said slowly:
"Remember, don't stare at the opponent's knife. Once you are attracted by the opponent's knife, you will be dead."
"The eye can never be sharper than the knife."
Zhao Xiaole's words were so confusing that the girls couldn't understand them at all.
Zaha was thoughtful.
He nodded, moved his gaze to the ring again, regained his attention, and completely released the fear in his heart.
This is very difficult to do.
Zaha was thinking about his mentality when shooting arrows.
Sure enough, my heart quickly calmed down.
When he looked again, he found that the two people on the ring had traces of their movements, although they still couldn't see each other's blades.
But he could vaguely capture the trajectory of the opponent's moves.
He likes this feeling.
He huddled in the rouge pile, carrying a pile of meat bombs, and observed calmly.
Zaha is indeed a talented shooter.
Not long after, the opponent's movements became slower and slower in his eyes, and his figure became larger and larger.
So much so that he felt that once he pulled the trigger, he could easily hit any part of the opponent.
Zaha was shocked by what he discovered.
He immediately realized that his attention was distracted again.
Quickly regroup.
Compared with Zaha's seeming realization, the other girls took a look at Zhao Xiaole's calmness.
They didn't expect that this rich young man didn't panic at all after learning that he was going to fight.
Instead, I could drink wine calmly.
Although they are a group of promiscuous women, they still have a special attraction to men who are calm and collected in situations of trouble.
Not to mention, Zhao Xiaole’s special strengths are unique to others.
It makes him look more radiant and full of advantages.
If you don't squeeze out all his money now, why don't you wait for him to lose the competition and leave in despair?
So, the girls all said: "My lord, there are people gambling during the competition. My lord's eyesight is so good, do you want to take a gamble?"
After hearing what they said, Zhao Xiaole took a quick look and found that there were indeed many boys holding plates.
Bets are collected at the venue.
The handicap was naturally opened by Honghua House, and the bets collected varied. Zhao Xiaole had no intention of participating.
But the atmosphere is here.
If he doesn't participate, it obviously doesn't fit his character as a playboy.
So, Zhao Xiaole nodded, "Okay, you go and place bets for me. If you win, the reward will be yours."
At this moment, the girls were completely conquered by Zhao Xiaole's closeness, but they all pretended to be embarrassed.
"Sir~, what if the slaves lose?"
"The slave family can't afford to pay so much money."
He obviously wanted to steal Zhao Xiaole's money, but he still pretended to be harmless to humans and animals. Zhao Xiaole was upset.
He held back and said: "It doesn't matter, if I lose, I will be the one to lose. What are you little cowards worried about? Hmm~?"
Zhao Xiaole said, patted the girl's butt hard, and then scratched and rubbed it hard.
Although he was caught by many people.
At least the clothes are clean.
The girl was so embarrassed that she hit him hard on the chest and said softly: "The official is good and bad, but I don't know why? I just like to listen to you talk!"
He said he didn't know how to place a bet.
However, a group of women rushed to the table in front of Zhao Xiaole to share the banknotes that Zhao Xiaole had promised.
After that, he called the boy over and started placing bets.
The amount of money Zhao Xiaole asked the women to bet was so huge that even the Red Flower House was alarmed.
The smallest amount was a thousand taels of silver notes.
Compared with those customers who are generous and bet hundreds and hundreds of taels, it is really scary.
A servant had to be specially arranged to stay with him to collect the bets.
And those guests were also completely shocked by Zhao Xiaole's wasteful behavior. How rich this man is!
After just one night of playing in Honghua Tower, nearly one hundred thousand taels of silver were thrown away.
Could it be that he is Wang Fugui, the son of Wang Wanwan, the richest man in Jiangnan?
If that were the case, it would make sense to be so prodigal.
Everyone in the world, who is a knife-edge licker of blood, has long been shocked by Zhao Xiaole's money-spending methods, and their jaws dropped in horror.
Zhao Xiaole acted as if there was no one around and allowed the prodigal ladies around him to place bets as they pleased.
I have no choice but to maintain my own personality.
He didn't know the situation in Chuzhou or Ruyue's current situation, so he could only use money to clear the way.
So far, it seems that the effect is quite satisfactory.
It would be hard for anyone to imagine that this young man who spends a lot of money in a brothel could be the Liang Wang Zhao Xiaole who is so powerful in all countries.
Several prostitutes made bold bets without hesitation.
They didn't know who to imprison at all. Some shouted, "I'll imprison the one with the longer beard." Others shouted, "I'll imprison the taller one."
Basically it's all blindness.
Because, regardless of whether their bet is lost or wrong, the girls will get reward money. After all, they are also helping Honghua House make money.
The most important task is to let Zhao Xiaole spend the money as quickly as possible.
During this period, they were also observing Zhao Xiaole's expression, and if they saw that he was not happy, they would restrain themselves a little.
But no matter how they observed, Zhao Xiaole acted like the money was not his, and he let them spend it as they pleased.
Everyone was overjoyed and poured out money lavishly.
The banknotes they deposited on both sides were tacitly agreed to be 50-50.
At this time, the competition in the field also decided the winner. The tall swordsman was stabbed in the arm. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly dodged and jumped out of the field, avoiding the opponent's blow.
Continue the pursuit.
Both of them showed real fire and were always looking for opportunities to kill each other.
Therefore, when the swordsman jumped out of the field, the victory was decided, and the opponent stopped chasing him. The tall swordsman looked at the wound on his arm, snorted coldly, and turned around and left.