"What?! I'm betting my father's life on it!"
"I'm betting on my master's life!!" Chu Xingzhi turned his head and glared at him.
Don't try to save face by not making steamed buns.
Others were thrilled by what they saw.
Those who know think they are betting on winning or losing, while those who don’t think this casino is an illegal criminal gang. They are risking human lives.
Ming Xuan was stunned. He didn't expect that he was more ruthless than himself. The young man narrowed his peach blossom eyes and suddenly thought of something. He half-opened his folding fan and said with a smile: "My master dares to eat shit."
Chu Xingzhi was a die-hard fan of Ye Qinghan, and he immediately shouted back, "My master dares to eat your master's shit!!"
"Eh." Ming Xuan was stunned for a moment, his tone was lazy, and he criticized him as a matter of course: "Wow, is your master so unrefined? Ah, I knew that the people in the Sword Sect are really dirty~"
Chu Xingzhi was furious and took action directly.
The two had a fight in an underground casino.
As the saying goes, two people meet on a narrow road.
Naturally, the brave will win.
Chu Xingzhi is that brave man.
It was the same for sword cultivators and talisman cultivators to fight each other. Mingxuan was beaten to a pulp and became dejected.
Ye Qiao didn't know what to say as he had never fought with anyone before. Why did a mage like you go and provoke an assassin?
Besides, what the hell is eating shit?
If the reputation of Changming Sect and Wenjian Sect is damaged, it will definitely be related to these two guys.
Xue Yu interrupted his endless scolding and blinked his dark eyes, "The question is, you bet your father's life, does the head of the Ming family agree?"
Ming Xuan waved his hand. "It's not important. What's important is that he dared to hit me!"
"You must help me avenge Ye Qiao."
"Okay." She agreed briskly.
Even without Mingxuan telling her, she would win.
Ye Qiao boasted that the curse could blast a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. She and Ye Qinghan were in a stalemate at the time. Both of them had very little spiritual energy left, so they were competing to see who had better swordsmanship. Ye Qiao lacked experience in this area, but why should she compete with swordsmanship? She still had the last curse.
After they died together, she could go to the bathroom.
…
Because she had to fight Chu Xingzhi next, Ye Qiao had two days to adjust her condition. While she was taking it easy, the outside world was in turmoil. After watching the whole process of her blowing up the competition stage, the people from the eight major families became anxious.
"You are prohibited from using formations to participate in the competition from now on." The Ye family hurriedly added the rules.
I didn't take this third-level cultivator seriously. What kind of waves can he make at the Golden Core stage? If Zhou Xingyun didn't fight or compete, Ye Qinghan would definitely be the first this time.
As a result, the fight between Ye Qinghan and Ye Qiao made them completely sober. The three cultivators had too many tricks. They must be banned! They must be banned!
"Talismans and the like can be used, but formations must be prohibited. This is unfair to other sects." The formations she knew were overwhelming. Ye Qinghan was exhausted of all his spiritual power by her.
After this rule was changed, anyone with a discerning eye could tell who the adjustment was made to.
"If we only look at the strength, Ye Qiao would be second if the eight major families couldn't afford it. Or if we add the points given by the team competition, she would be first."
"Why are you not allowed to use formations? Are you targeting me?"
"The rules have been changed again and again. Changming Sect is also a very magical sect."
"This is also good. I just want to see Ye Qiao's sword intention. I have never seen her use it. Plus, she has three cultivations, so there are many ways for her to win the game."
The eight great families had no way of expressing their grievances. They had always heard that the Changming Sect was unique, but they did not expect that there would be trouble even during the individual competitions, forcing them to modify the rules overnight every time.
Ye Qiao encountered three geniuses from the Sword-Asking Sect in a row. She knocked the first two off the stage, and blew up the stage with the other one, and they both died together. Chu Xingzhi was the last one standing.
If I keep losing, I'll be too embarrassed to face anyone.
The elder of the Sword Sect rarely came over to give them guidance, and gave a faint evaluation of Ye Qiao, "She is probably the kind of person whose strength is unknown, but becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent."
"Even if you don't use the formation, don't underestimate her."
I could suppress Ye Qiao at the beginning, but after she got used to it, I was the one being beaten the whole time.
After Zhu You had the experience of failure, he also gave guidance to his senior brother, "You have to suppress her from the beginning."
Chu Xingzhi: "And then?"
Zhu You: "Then you can kneel down and beg for mercy."
Chu Xingzhi paused for a moment, "Junior Sister, at this moment, where do you stand?"
Zhu You spread his hands and said, "I'm just kidding, but you should be careful of her. She can do everything we can do, and she can also do things we can't do." As for how many things she can do, it's a mystery.
"I see." Chu Xingzhi was not convinced from beginning to end, "She just learned a lot."
Zhu You rolled her eyes at him calmly, thinking that he really would not give up until he saw the Yellow River. "Then you can go up and compete with her in a couple of days."
Chu Xingzhi had exactly this intention. He actually wanted to fight with Mu Chongxi. Without Mu Chongxi, Ye Qiao would be fine as a second choice.
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