Chapter two thousand four hundred and forty-three the phase of bankruptcy
Next, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Bufan began to help Li Biao improve his cultivation, raising him from the peak of integration to the middle stage of Dongxu in one breath.
"A miracle doctor, really a miracle doctor!"
Seeing this scene clearly in front of them, the people around them suddenly became excited.
As monks, they naturally know how much effort it takes to advance to a higher level.
But this young man in front of me has easily helped others improve to two great realms. This is something that I could never even dream of before.
The most excited person was Li Biao himself. This guy pinched himself hard several times to make sure he was not dreaming, and then he knelt down in front of Ye Bufan with a plop.
"Thank you, Doctor Ye. I will thank you again when we win the competition tomorrow!"
After saying that, he jumped up from the ground and ran into the Shenglong Casino next to him.
Now that I have absolute confidence in the game, all that's left is to place a bet.
After Li Biao left, the emotions of everyone around him were instantly ignited, and countless people rushed forward, vying to beg for help in improving their cultivation.
Of course, Ye Bufan couldn't have that much energy. Everyone helped. He just helped one opponent, a monk from Tianshengzhou.
Others can only look forward to it and sigh, secretly hating that their opponent is not from Tianshengzhou.
After improving his cultivation and helping a few people with some difficult and complicated diseases, Ye Bufan took a look and found that he had received one million high-grade spiritual stones in one night.
"Okay, that's it for today. If you want to see a doctor, come back tomorrow!"
Feeling that time was almost up, he closed his stall and took Xiaoqing away.
Other people who wanted to be diagnosed with a disease immediately stamped their feet and beat their chests. They regretted that they had not asked the divine doctor to treat their illness earlier and had missed such a good opportunity.
But there is no other way but to try our luck again tomorrow.
Ye Bufan and Xiaoqing came to Shenglong Casino again. When they saw them entering, the waiter immediately greeted them with shining eyes.
"Sir, are you here to withdraw money?"
"That's right, bet me now!"
"Okay, come with me!"
The waiter agreed, and excitedly led the two people to the betting counter, pointing to the match list hanging on the wall: "Sir, which game do you want to bet on?"
"This is it!"
Ye Bufan raised his finger and pointed at his own game!
"Young master, you really have a good eye. Let me tell you, although you may lose a little less by betting on Yin Li, it is a good business with a guaranteed profit and no loss..."
It has to be said that this waiter is very professional. Seeing that Ye Bufan wanted to suppress the game, he made a fuming introduction and blew Yin Li to the sky.
Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled: "That's right, so I bet on Ye Bufan!"
"Well……"
The waiter looked confused: "Sir, are you kidding me?"
"Of course not. One million high-grade spiritual stones, give me a bet on Ye Bufan's victory!"
After saying that, he threw a storage ring directly on the counter.
"Okay...ok..."
Although the waiter didn't quite understand, it was his right to place bets, so as a waiter, he naturally couldn't say much.
The spirit stones were quickly counted, and after confirming that they were correct, a gambling contract was issued.
Ye Bufan took the bet in his hand, checked that there was nothing wrong with it, and then took Xiaoqing back to the inn.
There was no talking all night, and everyone arrived at the Royal School Field early the next morning to prepare for the next game.
With yesterday's foundation, everything went in an orderly manner, and group competitions soon began.
After entering the second round, there were still fifty people left, divided into twenty-five groups in total, with ten groups playing against each other in the first round, ten groups playing against each other in the second round, and five groups playing against each other in the third round.
The match between Ye Bufan and Yin Li was scheduled for the third match, while the matches between Jiang Fangzhou, Lu Xueman and Shui Yueli were all in the first match.
In addition, there is Han Jian Fairy Leng Qingqiu, and the competition is also in the first game.
After the positions were assigned, everyone began to take the stage one after another.
Ye Bufan grabbed Jiang Fangzhou: "How about we just admit defeat in this battle!"
In this draw, the entire Shuimu University was drawn into the group of death, and the opponents were all extremely powerful.
Nangong Du, Hua Ruyu, and Huang Shi are all at the peak of Dongxu, and they are still far beyond what Lu Xueman and others can handle today.
Others are easy to talk about, even if they win, they will stop talking.
But Nangong Du was different. This person was already ruthless, and now that he had a grudge against him, Jiang Fangzhou would probably suffer a big loss if he went up to him.
"Brother Ye, it's not my character to admit defeat, and we at Shuimu University cannot be looked down upon.
The worst case scenario is just a little bleeding and a little injury, but with a miracle doctor like you, I’m just scared!"
Jiang Fangzhou's words were so heroic that Ye Bufan didn't have much to say. Fighting against strong men is a journey that every cultivator must go through.
If he is forced to admit defeat, it may leave a flaw in his Taoist heart and lay hidden dangers for his future cultivation.
"Well, remember, if you don't feel right, give in immediately and don't hold on!"
"I know!"
Jiang Fangzhou nodded and walked towards the ring!
Baili Xingkong glanced at the three people in Tianluozhou, with a sneer on his lips, and turned to look at Ximen Feng next to him.
"Great Elder Ximen, do you think these people in Tianluo Province will still be lucky today?"
"Shameless!"
Ximen Feng cursed fiercely in her heart. She naturally knew that everything was caused by the old guy in front of her.
But as the host, they have this kind of convenience in their hands, and there is no evidence, so there is no way to fight back.
Suppressing the anger in her heart, she also smiled: "I'm not very good at looking at other people's luck, but I think the prince's luck is not very good."
"Yeah?"
Baili Xingkong is an old fox who has matured into a master. He is very aware of Ximen Feng's resentment in his heart, so he doesn't care about her words and instead bursts out laughing.
"Tell me, Elder Ximen, why is my luck so bad?"
Ximen Feng said: "Everything is not going well, it is difficult to get what you want, and the Yintang is dark. This is a sign of losing money. I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss today!"
After hearing what Ye Bufan said yesterday, she immediately went to the Shenglong Gambling House and bet 10 million high-grade spiritual stones on Ye Bufan's victory.
If we win, it will be a total of 500 million, which is enough for the opponent to drink a pot.
"Is it true? But that's not my opinion. I feel that everything is going well today and I am making a lot of money."
Baili Xingkong was very proud and smiled heartily.
As a core member of the royal family, the entire gambling house in the imperial city is under his management.
I heard a report from my subordinates last night that people who place bets are like carps crossing the river. They make a lot of money in this one game and there is no problem of losing money.
As for his wish coming true, the entire game is under his control. I dare not say anything else. It can bring trouble to Tianluo State, and at the same time, it will greatly benefit Tiansheng State.
As for killing Tian Qiongzhou, that is tomorrow's matter. After all, we can't do everything too obviously. It is enough to start with Ye Bufan and others.
Ximen Feng smiled slightly: "Then let's wait and see, let's see which of us has better physiognomy."
She knew more about Ye Bufan's details and felt more confident.
While the two people were bickering, the players on the ring were already in place and the game officially started.
"Fairy Cold Sword!"
"Fairy Cold Sword!"
"Fairy Cold Sword!"
Hanjian Fairy Leng Qingqiu was originally very popular, but now she is competing at home. The audience cheers and cheers are overwhelming, and most people's attention is on her in the arena.
Logically speaking, the disciple opposite her is not weak either. He comes from Tiandang Mountain, another nine-star sect in Tianwu Prefecture, and his cultivation has also reached the late Dongxu stage.
But at this moment, both his cultivation and his momentum were severely suppressed, and his legs had begun to tremble faintly.
