"You shameless boy, why don't you return the immortal crystal and elixir to Fairy Feng as soon as possible!"
Bo Liang was not only full of momentum, but also put on an extremely handsome pose. He secretly glanced at Feng Zhiwu next to him.
In his opinion, if he stepped forward, the other party would look at him differently. What was disappointing was that Fairy Feng didn't even look at him.
Ye Bufan held the elixir in his hand and glanced at the guy in front of him. It seemed that the fairy world and the secular world were the same. There were guys like this who wanted to show off when picking up girls.
"Who are you? What does it have to do with you?"
"I'm here, Bo Liang, an outer disciple of the Third Peak."
This guy seemed to be talking to Ye Bufan, and also seemed to be introducing himself to Feng Zhiwu.
"How can a shameless person like you have the nerve to ask for the fairy's elixirs and crystals and not return them as soon as possible?"
After he said this, there was a burst of congratulations all around.
This is the voice of countless people, but this guy Bo Liang shouted it out in public.
Ye Bufan looked around at the people around him and couldn't help but glance at his mouth. It was obvious that these people were envious and jealous.
He turned back to look at Bo Liang in front of him: "Repay your big-headed ghost. I rely on my face to make a living. Why should I return the immortal crystals and elixirs that I got based on my appearance?"
"You...are actually such a shameless person."
Bo Liang said angrily, "Why do you want the fairy's crystals and elixirs when you're a waste that can't even convert real energy?"
"What's wrong with me just because I'm handsome?" Ye Bufan said with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "If I take your elixir or take your fairy crystal, does it have anything to do with you?"
"I……"
Bo Liang was full of anger. If it weren't for so many people watching, and if it weren't for the sect's rules that didn't allow disciples to fight among themselves, he might have slapped the shameless guy in front of him to death.
"Fairy Feng, you should get the immortal crystals and elixirs back. A shameless person like this should not tolerate his problems..."
The main reason why he stood up was to win Fairy Feng's favor. If he could become a Taoist couple with him, it would be a great blessing.
But the result was completely different from what he expected. Before he could finish his words, Feng Zhiwu said coldly: "Who do you think you are? Get out!"
"Well……"
Bo Liang looked confused and a little at a loss. This was no longer a hot face but a cold butt, but a slap in the face.
"Fairy, you..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Zhiwu slapped him back again.
"I can give whatever I want to my husband. It's your turn to make irresponsible remarks!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the hearts of many people present were shattered.
Fairy Feng actually called that good-for-nothing husband herself, and she was completely out of luck.
But many people are unwilling to do so. Why?
My appearance and talent are countless times better than that ten thousand year old loser. Why is it that the fairy is not interested in me?
Bo Liang was even more angry, but he could only hold it in his heart and had nowhere to vent it.
"What, you're not convinced, are you?"
Ye Bufan played with the elixir in his hand, with an angry smile on his face.
"Although I am only a registered disciple, and although my true energy has not yet been transformed into immortal energy, there is nothing I can do about it. I am handsome.
My baby just likes it, do you think it’s irritating or not?”
"you you……"
Bo Liang was so angry that he was shaking all over and his eyes were spitting fire. If it weren't for the constraints of the sect's rules, he would have taken action long ago.
"Young man named Ye, I want to challenge you. I want to fight you in the Immortal Arena!"
The Flowing Light Sword Sect does not allow private fights among its disciples, but as a sect that cultivates immortality, everything is based on strength and it is impossible not to give them a chance.
If two disciples have a conflict, they can go to the ring to fight, which is called the Immortal Hero Ring.
"Who are you? If you want to challenge me, I have to agree?"
Ye Bufan still smiled contemptuously, "I am still just a registered disciple, and I have the right to refuse your challenge."
As one of the four major sects, the Flowing Light Sword Sect has many and complicated rules, but he had read them very carefully before and studied them clearly.
After all, as the lowest disciple, you must understand the rules and use them rationally.
According to the regulations of Liuguang Sword Sect, disciples with high cultivation level can challenge disciples with low cultivation level, but they have the right to refuse.
But the opposite is not true. If a disciple with a low level of cultivation challenges a disciple with a high level of cultivation, he must go up to the stage to fight.
Of course, the losing side will also have to pay a corresponding price and be responsible for any casualties.
Today's Boliang is in the middle stage of Xuxian's cultivation, and Ye Bufan is just a registered disciple who is not even an immortal, so he naturally has the right to refuse.
This seems reasonable to others, after all, no one with any brain would do such a thing.
"you……"
The brighter Ye Bufan smiled, the more Bo Liang gritted his teeth with hatred. He felt that the humiliation and anger in his whole life were not as fierce as this moment.
"Boy, I have a hundred low-grade immortal crystals here. As long as you accept my challenge, all the money will be yours.
And it’s limited to three moves. As long as you can withstand three moves, you will win.”
Although this method seems a bit low-level, it is also a helpless move. He just wants the other party to ascend to the Immortal Arena.
However, in the eyes of others, as long as the waste in front of him has a normal mind, he will never agree. After all, no matter how good the money is, it must be spent with a life.
A loser who doesn't even have immortal energy can't stop a real immortal with not even three moves, not even three fingers.
"I disagree!"
Ye Bufan glanced disdainfully, "My wife also has a hundred low-grade fairy crystals.
If you want me to come on stage, you can give me at least a thousand low-grade immortal crystals, otherwise there is no need to discuss it!"
The first half of the sentence was expected by everyone, but as soon as the second half came out, everyone's eyes were shattered.
"What does this guy mean? If you really want to accept the challenge, is it for money rather than your life?"
"A thousand low-grade fairy crystals, do you think they are stones? I think you are crazy because of poverty..."
"Obviously, he also knows that he is a waste, and it would be too shameful to refuse directly, so he got a thousand low-grade immortal crystals just to scare away Senior Brother Boliang..."
People around him were talking a lot, and Bo Liang thought so too.
In his opinion, as long as he and Ye Bufan step into the ring, the opponent's life is in his hands, and he can do whatever he wants to do with it.
The reason why the other party offered such a sky-high price was to embarrass himself, but in fact he did not have that much money.
Although the family is relatively wealthy, they only have five hundred low-grade immortal crystals in their pockets.
"What, you don't have money, right? If you don't have money, don't come out and pretend to be 13, get out!"
Ye Bufan curled his lips, then took Feng Zhiwu's delicate hand and turned to leave.
"Stop!"
Bo Liang was completely irritated, and turned to look at everyone present, "Everyone, whoever is willing to borrow five hundred low-grade immortal crystals will definitely return them in full later."
"Senior brother, five hundred low-grade immortal crystals are too many. I have one hundred and fifty here..."
"I have eighty here..."
"I have two hundred here..."
Everyone around them donated generously, and soon they collected five hundred low-grade immortal crystals.
When these people saw that Ye Bufan could enjoy Fairy Feng's favor, they were all envious and jealous to death. They wished that Bo Liang would teach him a lesson, so they gave away their wealth so happily.
Looking at the excited crowd, Ye Bufan touched his nose. Isn't this the legendary crowdfunding? It seems that he has really made public outrage.
