Ye Yuntian's vision went dark and he almost fainted.
Su Qiye's ten imperial-level sword techniques alone were enough to make him bankrupt.
Thirty times the odds, this is directly three hundred.
Not to mention that Wang Churan has a token of the holy rank, and he has to pay thirty yuan.
Lin Qingshan, Wang Churan, and Jiang Qingyao all showed joy after seeing it.
"Win!" Lin Qingshan shouted excitedly.
He used three high-level sword techniques to directly win ninety!
Jiang Qingyao also jumped up and clapped happily, very happy.
In the audience, among the more than a thousand Tianxuan Sect disciples, less than one-tenth were secretly happy.
Some of them knew about Su Qiye's strength, so they bet on Su Qiye to win without saying a word.
Most of the remaining people's faces turned green, and many people fainted directly.
"It's over! All the family's fortune has been lost!" Youtian Xuanzong's disciple said, and then he fainted straight away.
There were many such things, and they all trusted Ye Qiufeng too much.
At this time, Ye Qiufeng stood outside the martial arts arena, his face without any expression, and his face was ashen. He recalled the monstrous momentum of Su Qiye's sword just now.
If Lin Qingshan hadn't taken action in time, he wouldn't have been able to resist it and would have died!
So at that moment, he finally understood why Su Qiye had such a status.
At the level of a great martial artist, with the combat power of a sword master among sword cultivators, Ye Qiufeng could only think of four words at this moment, unrivaled in the past and present!
This was a monster genius that he had never heard of before. It was so powerful, it was no wonder that Ye Qingtian chose to call him his brother.
"I lost." Ye Qiufeng looked deeply at Su Qiye and lowered his proud head.
After all, before Su Qiye appeared, he thought that he was at least one of the top ten beings in Tianxuan Sect.
But now after fighting against Su Qiye, he realized that he was nothing in front of Su Qiye.
Su Qiye glanced at Ye Qiufeng and said lightly: "Let's work hard for a few more years."
When Su Qiye said these words, it sounded like irony to everyone's ears. It was too arrogant.
Many people already hated Su Qiye to the core, because Su Qiye made them lose everything.
In addition, Su Qiye said such arrogant words, which also aroused dissatisfaction among some geniuses from other peaks.
Especially the remaining geniuses of the First Peak. Although they think they are no match for Ye Qiufeng, they still feel that they can do it with Gansu Qiye.
"Fuck! This is too much. That kid must have cheated." Someone yelled excitedly.
"Yes, how can a great martial artist defeat Ye Qiufeng, who is at the ninth level of martial arts?" Some people shouted excitedly, not believing the scene before them.
"He is a first-grade martial arts sect." Someone said defensively.
"So what if I'm a first-grade martial arts sect? How can I defeat Ye Qiufeng, a ninth-grade martial arts sect? There must be some inside story!" The monk refused to believe that Su Qiye could win.
Because this guy bet all his belongings on Ye Qiufeng's victory. Now that Su Qiye won, he was so poor that all he had left was his underwear and even his clothes.
When Su Qiye heard these words, he slowly looked around with a cold smile on his face.
"What? Aren't you convinced?" Su Qiye asked with a smile.
The people around were stunned for a moment, and then they started shouting one after another.
"Yes! You just don't accept it. If you dare, accept my challenge!"
"If I take action, what the hell, Su Qiye, I can kill him with one sword!"
"That's right, if you have the guts, accept our challenge." The more than a thousand disciples of Tianxuan Sect around them were very excited.
Since the other party made such a request, Su Qiye naturally had to agree.
"Okay, come today as much as you want, I won't refuse!" Su Qiye said confidently.
He is confident and invincible and is not afraid of anyone!
"Su Qiye, you must be serious! You are not allowed to go back on your words!" Yi Tianxin immediately grasped this point and stared at Su Qiye and said.
Su Qiye glanced at the guy and said calmly: "Of course, as long as you dare to come!"
He was very disdainful of this Yi Tianxin. In his eyes, this guy was just a cunning and cunning villain.
At the same time, Su Qiye also understood that this guy wanted to set a trap for him again, but would Su Qiye be afraid?
Therefore, when Su Qiye said those words, all the Tianxuan Sect disciples in the audience became restless.
When Jiang Qingyao heard Su Qiye's words, worry appeared on her face again.
"Brother..." She wanted to shout to stop Su Qiye. He didn't want Su Qiye to take risks.
But Wang Churan stood up and patted her on the shoulder and said, "You have to believe in your brother, he won't do anything he's not sure about."
With Wang Churan's comfort, Jiang Qingyao's inner worries gradually relaxed.
Su Qiye stood on the martial arts field and looked across from him.
"I'll fight you!" I saw a young man in green robe leaping onto the stage.
"This is... Wei Qinghe from the second peak!" After someone saw this person, there was a deep look of shock in their eyes.
"Yes, it's him! Why is he here?" Someone was surprised.
"Wei Qinghe is also in the ninth-level Wuzong realm and is much stronger than Ye Qiufeng. He can definitely beat that guy Su Qiye." People around him said with certainty.
Then, they headed towards Chiyu Mountain and Huang Shilong.
"I want to buy Wei Qinghe! One hundred top-quality spiritual stones!"
"I'll buy him too!"
All of a sudden, many people followed suit and bought it. They didn't believe that Su Qiye could still win.
"Yes, I don't believe it anymore, this kid can still win!" someone said in disbelief.
Although Ye Yuntian's head was buzzing, he still took the throne.
"Bet on Wei Qinghe, pay two for one, and ten for Su Qiye!" Ye Yuntian was angry. He had already dealt so much anyway, so he didn't care about this one.
But even though Su Qiye's rate was so high, most of them still went to capture Wei Qinghe.
Soon, everyone completed their bets.
Regarding this game, Su Qiye did not continue to choose to bet. After all, he had won three hundred emperor-level sword techniques. Whether Ye Yuntian could afford it was another matter.
On the other hand, it was Lin Qingshan who stupidly learned the fifth level sword art!
"I'll bet on the ten-level sword art, and I'll bet on Wei Qinghe to win!" Yi Tianxin said with disbelief.
He hated Su Qiye from the bottom of his heart, so he had no hope that Su Qiye could win.
Soon the bets between both parties were finished.
The fight started with the two standing more than twenty meters apart.
"Su Qiye!" Wei Qinghe on the opposite side said calmly, with his hands behind his back, very proudly.
There seems to be a sense of loneliness that overrides everything else.
Seeing this guy like this, Su Qiye immediately felt disgusted.
Because deep down he looks down on people who like to show off.
"Do you like to pretend so much? Then I'll let you pretend as much as you can!" Su Qiye sneered.