Boliang gathered a thousand low-grade fairy crystals in a blink of an eye, and looked at Ye Bufan with gritted teeth.
"Boy, I have collected the money, but there is a condition. If you lose, you must kneel down and shout three times in public, you are not worthy of Fairy Feng, and you are not worthy of being a man!"
One thousand immortal crystals is definitely not a small amount, although this guy has already made a decision in his heart, and he must find a way to get it back later.
But before that, you must humiliate the other party well to vent the hatred in your heart.
"no problem."
Ye Bufan immediately beamed when he saw a thousand low-grade immortal crystals. With so much money, he was one step closer to being promoted again.
"Come on, bring it."
He waved, Bo Liang snorted and flicked his wrist, and a thousand low-grade fairy crystals in the bag flew over.
Ye Bufan took it in his hand, opened the bag and looked at it carefully, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, exactly one thousand pieces, no more, no less."
Bo Liang had been waiting for this moment, "In this case, then follow me to the Immortal Arena."
The veins in his fists were bulging, and he was waiting to give the opponent a harsh lesson when he got on stage.
Ye Bufan chuckled: "Who said I would go on stage with you?"
Bo Liang's expression suddenly darkened: "What do you mean? Are you kidding me?"
"Don't worry, according to the rules of our Flowing Light Sword Sect, we can take action on the challenger's behalf."
When Ye Bufan said this, he waved his hand to Feng Zhiwu, "Xiao Wu, I am responsible for collecting the money, and you are responsible for beating the person. Beat him hard!"
"Well……"
Bo Liang gritted his teeth in hatred. He did not expect that the other party would be so shameless and study the sect's rules so thoroughly.
There is indeed such a rule in the regulations of the Flowing Light Sword Sect. As long as both Taoist couples have no objections, one party can take action to deal with the challenge.
But this kind of thing rarely happens. Occasionally, once or twice, the man will fight on the woman's behalf.
This is the first time that everyone has seen this kind of thing where women are allowed to stand up for themselves in public.
After a brief silence, the scene exploded instantly.
"Let me go, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone so shameless..."
"You actually let a woman fight for you, how could you be any more shameless..."
"Did Fairy Feng drink the ecstasy soup? How could she fall in love with such a useless and shameless man?" The crowd was excited, and everyone was filled with indignation. They couldn't imagine that a man could eat soft food so shamelessly,
So natural.
Ye Bufan didn't take it seriously at all. He held the money bag in his hand and smiled brightly: "What about it, to compete or not to compete? If you are afraid, just admit defeat."
Bo Liang endured the anger in his heart and looked gloomy and terrifying: "If I defeat Fairy Feng, will my previous bet still count?"
Ye Bufan chuckled: "Of course, if you go to the Immortal Hero Tournament and violate the bet, you will be punished by the sect. I am the most abiding by the sect's rules."
"Okay, then I will fight Fairy Feng first."
According to Bo Liang's thinking, even though Feng Zhiwu is a rare eight-star talent in the sect, after all, she has only been a beginner for a few days, so she is definitely no match for him.
As long as he wins, Ye Bufan will kneel down and be humiliated in public, which can be regarded as revenge for today.
There was no objection between the two parties. Surrounded by everyone, they soon arrived at the sect's Immortal Hero Arena.
As a sect in the immortal world, a battle arena is indispensable. Disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall are on duty here all year round.
As long as both parties sign a gambling contract, they must honor it after winning or losing, otherwise they will be sanctioned by the Law Enforcement Hall.
A battle between sects like this does not need a referee at all. If you fall out of the ring, you will lose. If you have no resistance, you will lose. If you admit defeat, you will lose.
Only in these three cases will the final decision be made by the law enforcement disciples.
The two parties signed a bet and wrote down their respective requirements, including the thousand low-grade immortal crystals and how Ye Bufan would cash in if he lost.
After completing these preparations, Ye Bufan took out a chair and sat next to it, eating melon seeds and drinking a drink while waiting for the battle on the stage to begin.
When he looked like this, other people looked at him with disdain.
"This is the most shameless person I have ever seen. He lets his woman come forward, and he still acts like he is watching a show..."
"Is this still a man? He actually eats soft food to this extent..."
"I'm so angry that I'm just waiting for Senior Brother Bo Liang to win and let him kneel down in public and declare that he is not a man..."
Ye Bufan didn't care at all about the ridicule of the people around him, and looked at the ring happily.
Feng Zhiwu and Feng Zhiwu stepped onto the stage, while Bo Liang clasped his hands behind his back, acting like a senior brother.
"Fairy Feng, you started relatively late, so you are considered my junior sister. As my senior brother, I will give you three moves first..."
This guy put on a pose that he thought was extremely chic, talked eloquently, and showed his best side as much as possible.
It's a pity that Feng Zhiwu didn't look at him at all. When the law enforcement disciple announced the start, he punched him directly.
Originally, from Bo Liang's point of view, he had been practicing for more than ten years anyway, and now he was in the middle stage of virtual immortality.
Regardless of one's own cultivation or combat experience, one must overwhelm a new disciple, even if the opponent has an eight-star talent.
After all, no matter how talented you are, you still need to practice, but the time is still too short.
Because of this, in order to show his grace, he proposed three moves to give way first.
But when he felt the power of Feng Zhiwu's punch, his expression suddenly changed.
Such a powerful fist, such a breathtaking pressure, this is not the performance of Xu Xian in the early stage, he is even more powerful than himself.
"This is actually the late stage of Void Immortal..."
Bo Liang let out a scream in his heart, and it was too late to dodge, so he could only punch out with all his strength.
In the eyes of everyone in the audience, the winner of this battle must be Bo Liang, and what is waiting for is Ye Bufan's final cash-in bet.
No one expected that as soon as the attack started, Bo Liang would be knocked upside down, completely unable to resist.
Everyone was shocked. Only Ye Bufan drank down the drink in his hand and waved his fist excitedly, "Hit him in the face! Hit him in the face!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Zhiwu followed his advice. As soon as Bo Liang stood up, he was slapped in the face.
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound spread throughout the entire venue, and everyone was stunned.
An immortal was slapped in the face in public. This was something that had never happened before in the history of the Liuguang Sword Sect.
But Ye Bufan shouted excitedly again: "That side, hit that side again!"
As soon as the words fell, Feng Zhiwu raised her hand and slapped it back, leaving a bright red slap mark on Boliang's other cheek.
In Ye Bufan's case, there is no such thing as hitting someone in the face or not. As the saying goes, it feels good to slap someone in the face for a while, and it feels good to slap someone in the face all the time.
This guy jumped out and pretended to be 13, causing trouble for himself, so he should be slapped hard in the face.
Feng Zhiwu did exactly that. She was merciless and slapped her mouth one after another, quickly turning Bo Liang's handsome face into a pig's head.
