"What did you say?" Ye Yuntian immediately rushed to Su Qiye and looked at him in disbelief.
"I said I bet on myself to win. Is there any problem with the Ten Imperial Sword Techniques?" Su Qiye asked, with confusion on his face.
Hearing Su Qiye's words, let alone Ye Yuntian.
Even Lin Qingshan, Jiang Qingyao, and Wang Churan were deeply shocked.
None of them thought that Su Qiye would dare to have ten emperor-level sword techniques.
"Where did you get the ten emperor-level sword techniques?" Ye Yuntian simply didn't believe that Su Qiye could come up with it.
"Mr. Ye gave it to me." Su Qiye said without changing his expression and his heart not beating.
In fact, he obtained these ten sword techniques from the sword tomb, but he wrote them according to the memory in his mind. He gave a copy to Ye Yunxiu before and kept a copy for himself.
"Bring it here, let me take a look." Ye Yuntian said solemnly.
Su Qiye directly threw a book over. This book recorded ten emperor-level sword techniques.
After Ye Yuntian took a look, the shock in his eyes became more intense, because these sword techniques were the long-lost sword techniques of the Tianxuan Sect, and they were the ones that had been passed down.
"Are you sure Mr. Ye gave this sword technique to you?" Ye Yuntian asked excitedly.
Su Qiye nodded.
"Okay, are you sure you want to win on your own? The probability of you winning is not high." Then, Ye Yuntian asked again.
In response, Su Qiye answered without any hesitation: "Of course."
"Okay, don't regret it. If you lose these ten emperor-level sword techniques, you will be gone." Ye Yuntian said.
"Well, if it's gone, it's gone." Su Qiye acted very calmly.
"But I want to make sure, if I really win, can you afford to pay the compensation, sect leader?" Su Qiye asked.
Ye Yuntian subconsciously blurted out the word "impossible".
But when he suddenly thought of this, he immediately chose to shut up.
"As long as you dare to bet, I will pay the compensation!" Ye Yunxiu was very confident.
In fact, he was extremely happy in his heart. Su Qiye's ten emperor-level sword arts are enough to be worth more than most of you put together.
Su Qiye looked indifferent, but it made many people around him jealous.
Even Lin Qingshan and Yi Tianxin were breathing rapidly.
They are all just at the Martial Lord Realm, and they are on the threshold of the Martial Emperor Realm.
But Su Qiye actually has ten emperor-level sword techniques here!
This is simply infuriating.
"This guy has ten emperor-level sword techniques. God, why is it so unfair!"
"Now I understand what my teacher told me when I was a kid: some people are born strong, some people are born rich, and you are just a bunch of losers!"
"You are so rich! You are so courageous. Are you so confident in yourself?"
The surrounding Tianxuan Sect disciples were all talking about it. Their eyes were extremely hot, and even though their teeth were itching with anger, it was of no use.
At this time, Wang Churan came over, came to Chiyu Mountain and said: "I also bet on Su Qiye to win."
After speaking, Wang Churan handed her jade plaque to Huang Shilong.
After receiving the token, Huang Shilong explored it and was suddenly shocked.
"This..." His expression changed drastically and he looked at Ye Yuntian.
Ye Yuntian understood immediately and stepped forward to investigate.
After he explored it, his face also changed.
"Are you sure you want to stake this thing? You should know the importance of this thing." Ye Yuntian didn't want to accept it, but he wanted it in his heart because the value of this thing was so amazing, so he could only ask Wang Churan if he really wanted it.
Place a bet.
The grade of this token has reached the holy level!
"Of course." Wang Churan said directly without thinking.
Su Qiye took a look and knew the value of this token.
When he was in the secret realm of Baiduan Mountain in Tiandang Mountain, Wang Churan activated this token and summoned Wei Wuxin.
The value of this token cannot be overstated even if it is described as priceless.
Seeing Wang Churan's decisive agreement, Ye Yuntian nodded and said, "You sign this agreement, and I will accept it."
Wang Churan picked up the pen and signed his name directly on the agreement.
Although the surrounding Tianxuan Sect disciples didn't know what grade this thing was, it was definitely worth a lot if Ye Yuntian wanted to sign it.
Lin Qingshan saw this scene and immediately came over.
"I want to buy it too!" he shouted.
"You want to buy it too?" Ye Yuntian frowned.
"Yes, Sect Master, can't I buy it?" Lin Qingshan asked.
"Okay." Ye Yuntian is eager for these peak masters to buy it. After all, these guys are extremely rich.
"I'll beat the three noble-level sword arts and buy Su Qiye to win!" Lin Qingshan said.
When Lin Qingshan finished speaking, Ye Yuntian smiled.
"What? Even you have full confidence in this boy? Aren't you afraid of being tricked by this boy?"
Lin Qingshan said firmly: "I believe that my disciples will definitely be able to achieve an upset!"
"Ha, just wait and watch your disciple being beaten into a pig's head." Yi Tianxin walked over and said with a sneer.
It can be said that his hatred for Su Qiye is so deep that he hates her to the core.
Therefore, no matter what Su Qiye does, he will follow him.
"I'll beat the Five Supreme Sword Techniques, and I'll bet on Ye Qiufeng to win!" After Yi Tianxin finished speaking, the surrounding disciples cheered.
Because before, Lin Qingshan and Wang Churan were overwhelming Su Qiye to win.
"I also want to bet on my brother to win with a heavenly sword." Jiang Qingyao took out a sword, placed it in front of Huang Shilong, and said.
After Ye Yuntian saw Jiang Qingyao, his face turned livid with anger!
"Qingyao, what are you doing here! How could you keep the sword I gave you!"
However, Jiang Qingyao said: "Everyone can keep it, so why can't I? Besides, you gave me the sword, so let me do whatever I want with the sword."
Ye Yuntian was so angry at Jiang Qingyao's words that he almost vomited blood.
Then he pulled Jiang Qingyao aside and said, "If you want to bet, don't bet on your brother. Your brother's chances of winning are not good!"
Ye Yuntian spoke earnestly, with a look of pleading on his face.
But Jiang Qingyao was stubborn and refused to change, and said directly: "I will bet on my brother. I believe my brother can win!"
Jiang Qingyao's voice was loud and many people heard it.
This made many people snicker on the sidelines.
"Hey, as expected, people from the Seventh Peak are so confident!"
"There is no other way. They all came out of the same place. Is it possible that Ye Qiufeng should be remanded in custody?"
Some people said angrily on the sidelines.
They didn't believe that Su Qiye could win at all, so they all bet on Ye Qiufeng.
Only a few people who knew Su Qiye's strength secretly guarded Su Qiye.
Ye Yuntian had no choice but to let Jiang Qingyao take Su Qiye into custody.
Soon, everyone who had bet had almost finished their bets.
Su Qiye returned to the stage. At this time, Ye Qiufeng looked at him with a sneer on his lips: "You are quite confident in yourself."
"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started." Su Qiye said.