Five hundred and ninetieth chapters self-confidence
"This lottery is the treasure in my sect's spiritual vault. You can choose one, how about it?"
Ba Ziming said slowly.
Although it was just a simple sentence, everyone present's pupils shrank.
Nangong Yuxing even frowned and said, "Senior brother, is this reward too much..." However, Ba Ziming waved his hand and interrupted him.
At the same time, Zhao Chunfeng's urgent voice came to Wei Zong's ears.
"Disciple, please promise him!"
No need for him to say it, Wei Zong also knew it, he nodded without hesitation: "I agree!"
Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and he couldn't suppress the excitement. He nodded quickly: "I agree!" The others' eyes shone and they nodded.
"Since you all agree..." Ba Ziming glanced at everyone and said with a smile in his eyes: "Then let me explain the rules. First of all..." He turned to Ye Xuan and others: "
There are many of you, but there is only one reward, so only the one who defeats Wei Zong can win the reward."
Hearing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but straighten his chest. In his opinion, this reward was simply prepared for him. When the time comes, he will be the first to take action and deal with Wei Zong, and the reward will naturally fall to him.
On the head.
Then, Ba Ziming turned to Wei Zong.
"Nephew Wei Zong..." Ba Ziming smiled slightly: "It's even easier for you. As long as you can defeat them all, the reward will naturally be yours!"
Although this rule seemed unfair, Wei Zong accepted it without the slightest objection.
Wei Zong bowed slightly to Ba Ziming and said, "Deputy Master, I understand!"
Then, he turned to look at Ye Xuan and others, and a murderous intention flashed through his heart. Wei Zong said in his heart: "What I want to do... is not just to defeat them... but... to kill them!"
"Since you are all fine, let's disperse and go back to prepare. After three months, I really want to see a wonderful battle!" Ba Ziming looked at everyone and waved them away.
After saying that, he nodded towards Zhao Chunfeng and said slowly: "Senior, let's say goodbye now."
"Yes!" Zhao Chunfeng also nodded. Considering Ba Ziming's reward, his face looked much better.
Then, just like when they arrived, Ba Ziming and Nangong Yuxing disappeared without warning, just as no one knew how they appeared.
Zhao Chunfeng, on the other hand, gave Ye Xuan and others a cold look and left with Wei Zong.
Only Ye Xuan and others, who looked excited, stayed where they were.
"Senior brother, your fortune is too precious..."
Returning to the original place, Nangong Yuxing frowned and expressed his dissatisfaction.
"You know, there are a lot of truly precious things in the spiritual vault. Those things have been accumulated by Master and all the ancestors over the years. Just letting these boys go in and get one, isn't this a waste of natural resources?
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"Junior brother!" Ba Ziming turned his head, looked deeply at his junior brother and said: "You have to know that although there are many good things in the spiritual library, there are more useless things that are just used as souvenirs.
Things. Whether they can find real treasures from these things depends on themselves. Besides..."
"If they really find something priceless, it can only mean that they have amazing luck and it is God's will!"
Ba Ziming said slowly.
"But……"
Nangong Yuxing still couldn't understand something.
"I have made up my mind, no need to say more!"
Ba Ziming raised his hand with a firm attitude. Seeing this, Nangong Yuxing could only sigh and give up.
On the other side, Wei Zong followed his master back to his mountain peak.
"Disciple, how sure are you?"
Zhao Chunfeng looked at Wei Zong with a solemn expression.
"Now, I'm not sure at all..." Wei Zong said slowly.
"What about three months from now?"
Zhao Chunfeng asked quickly.
“Very sure!”
Wei Zong said calmly.
He has always been so confident!
"In this case, I feel relieved!" Zhao Chunfeng smiled and touched his beard, without asking where Wei Zong got the confidence to say that he was very sure. Anyway, in his opinion, since his disciple said that he was sure, then it would be natural confident.
"Disciple, the Qiantian Sword Sect is a sect with a long history. Their sect's spiritual vault may contain a lot of good things. When the time comes, you must pay attention and choose the best ones!"
Zhao Chunfeng told Wei Zong with a serious look on his face.
It has to be said that the master and apprentice are exactly the same. Before the battle begins, they have already begun to divide the spoils.
"I know!"
Wei Zong also nodded seriously. He naturally knew that the Qiantian Sword Sect had a long history. In his previous life, the Qiantian Sword Sect had already existed before he founded the Taichu Sword Pavilion. Although this sect was not very powerful. , but when it comes to the time of existence, it is really first-rate.
"That's right, Master!"
Wei Zong suddenly remembered something, stood up quickly and said: "I don't have time to chat with you here, I'm going to practice!"
Zhao Chunfeng nodded, and then watched Wei Zong leave.
After leaving, Wei Zong thought for a while: "The Yuan Stones I exchanged before have been used up, and I still need to go to the Ling Pavilion to exchange some more. Forget it, let's exchange all the remaining contribution points."
Thinking of this, Wei Zong's figure disappeared instantly.
After a while, Wei Zong came back.
At this moment, his contribution points have been exhausted, and instead, there are 350 high-grade Yuan Stones in his storage ring.
After getting the Yuan Stone, Wei Zong returned to his cave and began a deep retreat.
At this time, the effects of Zhao Chunfeng's previous actions began to slowly ferment. At the same time, the bet between Wei Zong, Ye Xuan and others spread throughout the entire sect through unknown mouths.
"The deputy sect master is really a big deal!"
Inside a pavilion, Qian Haolong sighed in admiration.
"And that old man Zhao, he is also very well-hidden. With such a strong strength, he has been hiding it all the time. He is even willing to endure the ridicule of others. It seems that he has a big agenda."
"Master, what should Wei Zong do?"
Standing in front of him, Lu Yirou lowered her head and said.
"Wei Zong?" Qian Haolong smiled playfully: "Isn't he going to join forces with you? If he can really survive the gambling battle in three months, then why not join forces with him?"
"Understood!" Lu Yirou said softly, her feelings about Wei Zong were a bit complicated.
"I really want to see if Defender Zong can surprise me in three months!"
Qian Haolong's eyes narrowed...
Now, almost the entire sect is talking about the two masters and disciples of Wei Zong. Many people have similar thoughts to Qian Haolong. They are amazed at Zhao Chunfeng's strength and are looking forward to the battle with Wei Zong in three months...