Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 13: Fate of gambling

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"What? The new preparatory disciple with only Qi Condensation 1st Layer will challenge Zhao Long?"

"That kid is brave enough!"

The fact that Ye Chen challenged Diyang Peak Zhao Long spread, and an uproar was immediately triggered in Hengyue Sect Outer Sect, so that the disciples who ran out in the early morning to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon all ran away in one direction.

From a distance, it is a battle platform, surrounded by disciples.

The battle platform is named Wind and Cloud Podium. It is a place where Hengyue Sect is dedicated for disciples to discuss and resolve private grievances. Over the years, disciples who lack arms and legs because of attending the Wind and Cloud Podium dry rack are no more than 1,000, and there are also 800.

At the moment, Ye Chen is carrying Tianque, standing on Wind and Cloud Podium, standing tall and straight, standing still in the midst of changing circumstances, like a monument that will never collapse.

"That is Ye Chen? My new preparatory disciple from Hengyue Sect?"

Under Wind and Cloud Podium, there was a lot of discussion, and most of them were pointing at Ye Chen, but when it came to Ye Chen's age and behavior, they all showed disdain.

"I heard that the first of the three main peaks of Outer Sect did not want to accept him as a disciple, so I made a preparatory disciple."

"Could it be that he wanted to challenge Zhao Long, thereby attracting the attention of the three main peaks, so that he could be accepted as an apprentice?"

"80% is."

As for the comments around him, Ye Chen was deaf, and the whitening of the fist in his sleeve, the killing intent, which could not contain the trembling, could not help his body shaking.

"Zhao Long is here." With a voice coming, he looked back suddenly and looked at the end of the crowd.

There, more than a dozen Diyang Peak disciples in gorgeous robes came together with Zhao Long. All the toes were arrogant and arrogant, so that the disciples did not dare to provoke them, and they all gave way to it.

"Hello Brother Zhao Long."

"Have seen Brother Zhao Long."

All the way, the disciples on both sides leaned over and the speech was full of self-evident compliments.

Well!

A brother of the Zhao Long sent his head, his hands were folded, his eyes were not squinted, expression was indifferent, I do n’t know if I thought this fellow was a senior with advanced cultivation skills?

Under the spotlight, Zhao Long came under Wind and Cloud Podium, glanced at Ye Chen disdainfully, and abused, "Ye Chen, I'm not going to find you, are you going to find me, is it too long to live?"

"Go to power." For Zhao Long's disdain and abuse, Ye Chen only revealed these two words.

"Don't you dare to talk to Brother Zhao like this?" Waiting for Zhao Long to speak, a Diyang Peak disciple who came to help behind him already screamed, "You also need Brother Zhao to do it yourself?"

So, that disciple was about to rush to the battle platform, but was stopped by Zhao Long.

"Since Brother Ye has challenged me, why not try a few tricks, our Diyang Peak has always been fair, and the rules of Wind and Cloud Podium can't be broken?"

The faint words sounded, Zhao Long had already thrown off his robe, his toes were spotted, like the wind, and fell on the battle platform. The free and easy body style caused the scream of female disciples from the stage.

After hearing the sound, Zhao Long put his hands up again.

He seemed to enjoy the complimenting and awe-inspiring look below, making him soaring.

Om!

On the opposite side, Ye Chen has pulled out Tianque, the sword is huge and thick, it cuts through the air, and there is a buzzing sound.

"Come on!" Clang's words sounded loudly, and Ye Chen was ready for war.

"Moxi." Giddy glanced at Ye Chen, Zhao Long's mouth twitched a sadistic smile, "Wind and Cloud Podium has had a lot of color since ancient times, did Ye Chen brothers not want to bet me anything?"

With a slight frown, Ye Chen instantly saw the meaning of Zhao Long's words, this is to win something from him!

On Wind and Cloud Podium, both sides of the duel can make a bet and make a bet. The winning side can take all the bets. This bet is either Spirit Stone, spirit liquid medicinal pill, or Gongxuan Xuan, provided that both parties agree Anything you can think of can be used as a bet.

In Zhengyang Sect, Ye Chen has been on Wind and Cloud Podium more than once. I understand the rules very well.

"What to bet." Ye Chen's words are plain, without any emotion.

"If anyone loses, he will be the servant of his life." Zhao Long smiled faintly, with a hint of cunning light flashing in his eyes.

"This bet is too ..." There was an uproar immediately below, "It's not like selling a deed in a lifetime, Ye Chen can be played this time."

"Brother Ye, what do you think is good?" Zhao Long looked at Ye Chen with interest, his chin raised high, full of provocation.

Under the spotlight, a sneer flashed across the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, "Brother Zhao wanted to bet, we might as well bet bigger."

Oh?

Zhao Long raised her eyebrows and smiled humiliatingly, "but I do n’t know what Brother Ye wants to bet on."

"Bet. Life."

His!

Speaking of it, the sound of breathing air is below.

What a hatred this is! This is to die!

It is normal to see blood on this Wind and Cloud Podium, but gambling, but there has never been such a precedent.

I'm afraid no one expected Ye Chen to come out like this. A preparatory disciple of Qi Condensation 1st Layer would have to gamble with a Qi Condensation 6th Layer disciple. Is this crazy or is my brain flooding.

On the opposite side, Zhao Long's eyes have narrowed slightly.

He thought that the bet he had made was already big enough. I never thought that Ye Chen would be even crazier. I still have a life to be a player, but this is a life of gambling, but it is not a joke. Be careful, Xiaoming'er is not here!

"Boy, do you know what you are talking about?" coldly said, Zhao Long's eyes were full of viciousness. Only the bet they said, his Zhao Long was already weak in Ye Chen.

"What's wrong?"

"Counseling?" Wen Yan said, Zhao Long laughed loudly on the spot, laughing, and the laughter came to an abrupt end, full of eyes looked at Ye Chen with fierce and fierce, sneered, "I bet, you think so If you die, then you can not complain to me. "

The words did not fall, Zhao Long stepped on the battle platform, like a gust of wind rushing towards Ye Chen, Dantian True Qi rushed out, there was True Qi flowing between palms, Ling Tian / rises skywards slapped towards Ye Chen's heavenly cover.

Om!

Ye Chen swings his arm, Tianque Heavy Sword out of the block.

Pounds!

Zhao Long slapped on Tianque with a metal collision, and Tianque buzzed and trembled, but he was also stunned and backed by the force contained on Tianque, his hands numb.

"You are really underestimate." One move was forced back, and Zhao Long coldly was heard.

"underestimate me, you will die miserably." The icy voice carried the icy murderousness, and Ye Chen had already moved in.

Om! Buzz! Buzz!

Soon, the sound of tetanus continued to flow from ear to ear. The heavy Tianque hit the air and buzzed. The people under the watch were swallowing. The Tianque was huge and heavy. If it was smashed, it would feel awful.

"Why is this boy such a great strength."

"The number of Qi Condensation 1st Layer True Qi is scarce, and True Qi is required to control Tianque, which not only consumes True Qi, but also the speed will be slowed down by the weight of Tianque. Ye Chen chooses Tianque, which is really unwise." Pondered, but for Ye Chen's approach, he shook his head gently.

"However, a Qi Condensation 1st Layer can take three moves in the hands of Zhao Long, and this Ye Chen can be considered as two."

Kuāng Ding!!

The crisp sound interrupted the sound of the discussion below. The five strokes were not reached. The Tianque in the hands of Ye Chen was already sent out by Zhao Long.

At this point, a lot of people have sighed and many people have left the field. This suspense-free battle, except for the scary bets, can't find any highlights.

"I think there is nothing else you can rely on." Zhao Long took a cold drink, stepped out, waved three blades, and then he followed the blade closely, and the momentum was violent, and it was quite necessary to defeat Ye Chen in one fell swoop. Posture.

Ye Chen sneered. Without the weight of Tianque, he was relaxed a lot. The speed of the blood that was suppressed was instantaneously accelerated, and the boiling straight desire was burning. Even the bones in the body, there was a click.

War!

Suddenly shouted, Ye Chen pedalled the ground and fired like a cannonball. When the three blades were about to pierce his body, he jumped violently, rising like a monkey, and escaped Three sword blades.

This is the ape portrait in the beastly fury.

Ye Chen easily escaped the three blades, which made Zhao Long stunned. But he closely followed the three blades. Ye Chen had already crossed the top of his head, so close, he leaned forward, it was difficult for him to change his body Shaped.

It's all between electro-optical flint.

"Let me go."

I only heard a cold drink from Ye Chen, and he and True Qi all gathered on the right leg, kicking firmly on the face of Zhao Long.