167 betting follow-up

Chapter 167

When Feng Ming returned to the stadium from outside, he and Shi Yan and Cheng Miao beside him received more attention.

At the same time, many people looked at Bai Qiaomo with a subtle look that was not sure whether it was sympathy or schadenfreude.

"Bai Qiaomo must be under a lot of pressure now. Feng Ming has put more than 10 million Yuan Crystals on him. If he doesn't win the championship in the end, all these Yuan Crystals will be thrown into the water and wasted."

"Although I didn't spend it, it hurts my heart to think about it. Feng Ming is so rich, he might as well take out some Yuan Crystals to share with us, at least I can say more good things about him." "

It's just a daydream, why don't you think about it if Bai Qiaomo really wins the championship? Twelve handicaps, twenty times the odds, my God, in the end Feng Ming will be buried by the mountain of Yuan Crystals."

"You say others are daydreaming, but aren't you daydreaming yourself?"

"In fact, Feng Ming might as well collude with Zong Yupao and the others first. At worst, he can agree to split the Yuan Crystals in half."

"You underestimate Zong Yupao and the others. As far as I know, Zong Yupao is a prince. Does he need some Yuanjing? For someone of his status, reputation is more important than Yuanjing."

Pei Yingmin, Chen Tianlang and Jiang Qian were all at a loss for words. Even if Feng Ming had confidence in Bai Qiaomo, he shouldn't have been so ostentatious. Moreover

, the news spread in the arena before Feng Ming came back. There must be those twelve people behind him who promoted it vigorously for him.

They just wanted to see Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo laugh. In other words, no one was optimistic that Bai Qiaomo could win the championship.

When Pei Yingmin and Chen Tianlang got the news, they had secretly asked someone to take Yuanjing and place bets for them. Of course, they would never reveal this.

Moreover, they saw that Elder Jiang Qian had also assigned someone to go out. The two of them intuitively felt that Elder Jiang was doing the same thing as them.

However, even most of the disciples of Sihong Academy were skeptical about this matter. After all, it was an indisputable fact that Bai Qiaomo's Dantian was destroyed before.

Compared with Zong Yupao, he was indeed delayed for a period of time, not to mention that the environment and resources owned by the latter were many times better than Bai Qiaomo. In addition,

Zong Yupao's own strength was one level higher than Bai Qiaomo. No matter how you look at it, it would be difficult for Bai Qiaomo to win the championship.

They looked at Feng Ming who had returned with great concern. No matter how many Yuanjing Junior Brother Feng had, he could not show off his deep feelings for Bai Qiaomo like this.

"Brother Bai," someone patted Bai Qiaomo on the shoulder and whispered to comfort him, "You... just do your best, don't push yourself too hard, and be careful not to get hurt again."

Bai Qiaomo didn't know whether to laugh or cry at these caring words, and could only nod and say, "I know what to do. Brother Ming is still young, so let him play if he likes."

The person who persuaded him patted Bai Qiaomo on the shoulder again and gave him a knowing look.

Damn it, Bai Qiaomo didn't know what the other person understood. It seemed to be different from what he wanted to convey, or even completely opposite.

Even Qiu Chen came to join in the fun, running to Yu Xiao and muttering: "Your little disciple has so many Yuanjing in his hand, it can't be given by you as a master, you have seven disciples, can each disciple give thousands of Yuanjing?"

Yu Xiao was also one of the people who got the news earlier, and others told him out of jealousy or for fun.

Yu Xiao was a person who protected his shortcomings without any principles, and he knew that his little disciple had no shortage of Yuanjing, especially his ability to earn Yuanjing was first-class.

Before he became his disciple, he earned nearly 50 million with him and Bai Qiaomo.

But he just didn't tell these people, lest they get more jealous of him. He said, "Feng Ming is the youngest, so of course his senior brothers and sisters will take care of him. I will also take care of him. Isn't that what I should do? It's just over 10 million Yuanjing. My six disciples and I can handle it."

In other words, it doesn't matter if all the 10 million Yuanjing are thrown into the water. They can support more in the future.

Qiu Chen was choked and stared. It's not a big deal to have more disciples. It's not a big deal that the disciples can spend Yuanjing? Who is he still missing a disciple? What he lacks is the disciple with the best talent.

Qiu Chen said unhappily, "You are just being stubborn. When you can't get back even one Yuan Jing, you will know how to feel heartbroken."

This reminded Yu Xiao, "If Qiao Mo really wins the championship, those dignitaries who opened the market will not default on the debt, right? No, Old Qiu, you have to accompany me to ask for the debt from them then."

Qiu Chen was dumbfounded. This master didn't really think that Bai Qiao Mo could win, right? He was the same character as his little apprentice?

Qiu Chen choked and said, "Wait until he really wins the championship."

Qiu Chen turned around and left.

Otherwise, he would be asking for trouble. Yu Xiao ran to the little apprentice, worried whether the little apprentice had enough Yuan Jing to spend. As a master, he could support him a little.

The other cultivators who heard this, including the disciples in Sihong Academy, were envious and jealous of Feng Ming. They also wanted such a good master.

Feng Ming told his master mysteriously that he actually had quite a lot of Yuanjing on him, but he was worried that if he put all of it on the bet, those powerful people would not be able to afford it and would default on the bet, so he only spent more than 10 million Yuanjing.

Yu Xiao felt that his little disciple was very thoughtful and that he really couldn't have too high expectations of those powerful people, so he would do it this way.

Pei Yingmin and Chen Tianlang looked at each other, both pointed a finger at each other, and then nodded to show that they understood.

They both followed suit and bet 100,000 Yuanjing. They could still afford more than 1 million Yuanjing, but if Bai Qiaomo won in the end, they would be able to pocket more than 20 million, which was exciting.

Not to mention, after the news spread, quite a few cultivators really got interested and followed Feng Ming to have some fun.

Especially for those who were not short of Yuan Jing, they followed the trend and bought a few thousand Yuan Jing for fun, just like going to a restaurant for a meal. The price of a bottle of good wine might exceed this expenditure.

This made the people who opened the market very happy. Although these people who followed the trend spent hundreds or thousands of Yuan Jing, the population of the imperial city was large, and these small numbers added up to a very large amount of Yuan Jing.

At this time, they felt that they should be grateful to Feng Ming and his wife for starting a good start, which allowed them to increase a lot of income.

I hope that they can maintain such a good attitude until the end and still be able to laugh.

Qiu Yi was unwilling to accept the result, so he asked someone to spend 10 million Yuanjing to buy the robe from his uncle Zong Yuying. But

when Ji Yuan knew it, it was too late, because Qiu Yi's 10 million Yuanjing had already been spent.

In order to save the situation, he secretly found someone behind Junior Brother Qiu's back and spent a million to bet on Bai Qiaomo to win, but Junior Brother Qiu and Zong Yupao must not know about this.

Even if Junior Brother Qiu lost Yuanjing in the end, he would not reveal the source of Yuanjing when he compensated him.

Although he was also skeptical about this matter, what if Junior Brother Qiu really lost?

Ji Yuan was really painstaking.

There was another person who followed the trend and bet on Bai Qiaomo to win the championship, and no one would have thought that it was Kong Zhao, the Silver Armor Guard.

For some reason, he found a person with an inconspicuous identity and spent a million Yuanjing to bet on Bai Qiaomo.

In short, this incident pushed Fengming's reputation to a higher point.

His reputation used to be positive, but now it has become negative.

This young and promising pharmacist has been described as "frivolous" and "nonsense".

This has doubled the attention paid to Bai Qiaomo by the whole imperial city. Previously, only the upper echelons of the imperial city paid more attention to him because of his Dantian repair method.

But now, because of the bet, everyone has focused on the martial arts competition, wanting to know where Bai Qiaomo will get in the end.

Not to mention the outside world, even inside the competition venue, including the seeded players who participated in the martial arts competition, they all paid more attention to Bai Qiaomo and waited and watched.

Some of them were there for fun, while others had malicious intentions.

Some groups decided that as long as Bai Qiaomo came on stage to compete for the ring, no matter who would be the champion in the end, they would take turns to go on stage to knock Bai Qiaomo down, so that he

would not be able to snatch the champion at all. In the end, Bai Qiaomo could not even enter the finals circle, wouldn't that make him the biggest joke of this league.

***

When the ring defense competition was in the afternoon, it was no longer just a stage for Qi Jue realm cultivators. On the twenty rings, Yuanye realm cultivators began to appear.

If he didn't stand up to grab the champion, the first day of the ring defense battle would come to an end.

Bai Qiaomo still stayed with Feng Ming to watch the ring battle, and Bai Qiaomo had no intention of going on stage to challenge the defending ring.

The afternoon's ring battle was much more interesting than the morning's. Bai Qiaomo still analyzed the battle on the stage for Feng Ming.

Feng Ming was listening attentively, completely ignoring the criticisms of others, when Pei Yingmin came to the two of them.

"Big Brother, do you have anything to say to me?"

Bai Qiaomo didn't think that Big Brother was looking for him to chat at this time. Big Brother had to pay attention to the overall situation and didn't have that much free time.

Pei Yingmin glanced around and pretended to be chatting casually, but what he said was very serious: "I have something to tell you. According to the information I got, a group of people in the Royal Academy are eyeing you. Whenever you come up to challenge, they will knock you down in a wheel battle. Their goal is to prevent you from even making it to the finals."

Feng Ming wanted to jump when he heard it, but he controlled his expression very well, and people who couldn't hear their voices had no idea what he said.

Feng Ming was cursing at this time: "Can't these bastards afford to lose? If they can't afford to lose, then don't come to the competition. They actually plotted this. They don't think Zong Yupao will rely on their methods to win the championship."

Bai Qiaomo said with a nonchalant attitude: "If they want to stare, then stare. I have six chances to challenge on stage."

Pei Yingmin understood what the two people were thinking as soon as he heard it. The two people had completely different ideas.

Feng Ming wanted to bring this matter to Zong Yupao to see if he could bear it. This was a humiliation for the strong. In the end, the victory would be said to be unfair and that he had to rely on tricks to win the championship.

Bai Qiaomo, on the other hand, just wanted to play tricks on these guys with bad intentions on the stage.

Pei Yingmin felt that his elder brother was worried about his two younger brothers, and neither of them was content