Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Xingyun: "Why are you here?"
Ling Jianfeng originally wanted to step forward and introduce him, but seeing that the two of them knew each other, he just stood aside and said nothing.
After Zhao Xingyun learned about the grouping situation, he returned to his station.
In his opinion, Ye Bufan had provoked him and was in the same group with him, so he was probably scared out of his mind.
He will definitely come to his door and kneel down to plead guilty and beg himself to let him go.
Originally, he was waiting for this moment to come, to humiliate the other party, vent the anger in his heart, and then ask Xuanyuan Linglong over.
But after waiting for a whole day, no one answered me at all, so I went to find Diletian's inn.
At this moment, seeing Ye Bufan just come in, I felt a little relieved.
Maybe this guy took a few beautiful women out for a fling and didn't know the grouping situation.
"This young master is here to see you."
Ye Bufan said calmly: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, say it quickly."
"you……"
Zhao Xingyun gritted his teeth with hatred, but this was the inn for all major sects, and he did not have the courage to take action here.
Otherwise, there is no need to compete at all tomorrow, and you will be directly disqualified.
"Boy, what are you so arrogant about? Do you know that in tomorrow's group match, your Lingyun Sword Sect and my Zhao family will be in the same group!"
"I know, so what?"
Ye Bufan's tone was calm and his expression was calm, as if he was talking about someone else.
"you……"
Zhao Xingyun almost choked on his own saliva. He thought that the other party would immediately kneel in front of him and give up after hearing the news, but he did not expect this attitude.
This made him feel like a punch on cotton, making him extremely uncomfortable.
If I hadn't gotten the Lingyun Sword Sect's list in hand, I really would have thought that the other party wouldn't participate at all.
"So what, now the Ninth Sword Sect only has one big sect like us. It is no exaggeration to say that the rest are just ants. I will decide who wins and who loses.
If you kneel down and beg me now, and offer that woman her hands, I can let you qualify for the group.
If not, everyone in your Lingyun Sword Sect who comes to power will die!"
At this point, he didn't even care about pretending, and directly broke out and threatened.
"It's up to you?"
Ye Bufan smiled disdainfully, "I really don't know what the strength of your Zhao family is, to be so loud." "Boy, the ignorant are really fearless."
In Zhao Xingyun's view, Ye Bufan came from a small place and had never seen much of the world, let alone the strength of the Zhao family.
"Let me tell you, this time, among the thousand-year-olds of my Zhao family, there are three early stage Immortal Kings and seven peak Immortal Kings.
How can your little Lingyun Sword Sect compare with us?"
Normally, the overall strength of a sect should be kept secret, but he didn't take Lingyun Sword Sect seriously at all, so he spoke out without hesitation.
A smile appeared on Ye Bufan's lips. He was originally unsure of the overall strength of these large sects, and he still had some concerns in his heart.
I didn't expect this idiot to tell the truth, so now I don't have to worry at all.
"Are you done? Get out of here!
Let me tell you by the way, I will be in charge of this group stage, and your Zhao family is already out!"
After he said this, Zhao Xingyun and Zhao Bai were both stunned. They had imagined countless reactions from the other party before coming.
You may cry bitterly, you may kneel down and beg for mercy, you may quit the game on the spot, but you have never imagined this scenario.
"Asshole! Arrogant! Seeking death!"
After a brief absence of consciousness, Zhao Xingyun came back to his senses and was so angry that he couldn't even find the right words to describe his anger.
The other party doesn't know how to live or die. A small sect that is not popular at all dares not to take the Zhao family seriously.
If it weren't for the fear of Yuangu City's city rules, I would probably kill someone right now.
Zhao Bai hurriedly consoled him with flattery: "Senior brother, this is a lunatic. There is no need to be angry with him. Besides, it is not his turn to decide the affairs of Lingyun Sword Sect."
The anger in Zhao Xingyun's heart calmed down a little, and he turned to look at Ling Jianfeng next to him: "You are the sect master, and you have to give me an explanation today."
In his consciousness, the sect master is the head of Lingyun Sword Sect, and he should be eager to slap Ye Bufan to death at this moment.
But he never expected that Ling Jianfeng would stand beside Ye Bufan with a respectful expression.
At this moment, he could see clearly that since the other party was his master's enemy, the previous awe and nervousness were all gone.
"The words of the Supreme Sect Master are the will of my Lingyun Sword Sect!"
"Uh! The Supreme Sect Master!"
Zhao Xingyun was so angry that his face was livid. He never expected that the young man in front of him was actually the Supreme Sect Leader of the sect.
"I don't know what they are called, a bunch of lunatics, just wait, there will be no more Lingyun Sword Sect after this competition."
He flew into a rage and then looked at Ye Bufan.
"Boy, if you have the ability, don't hide tomorrow, go directly to the stage and fight."
Ye Bufan said calmly: "You don't need to teach me how to behave, so get out of here."
Zhao Xingyun was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his eyes burst into flames, and he left here with Zhao Bai furious.
At this moment, he has made up his mind. As long as Ye Bufan takes the stage tomorrow, he will cut the opponent into pieces with a thousand cuts.
After they left, Ling Jianfeng looked worried.
Affected by the master-servant contract, he is loyal to Ye Bufan, but this does not mean that he has no consciousness and thoughts of his own.
"Master, it seems that the Zhao family really has a grudge against us. Otherwise, let's give up this group stage!".
"No need, I have made my own decision!"
Ye Bufan said, "Tell me what the grouping is like."
"What we caught is the ninth group..."
Ling Jianfeng introduced the grouping situation in detail, and then said, "The Zhao family is one of the seven major families and the only seed team in our group. They can really dominate this game."
Ye Bufan didn't know much about Zhongtianle's situation and asked: "The Zhao family is indeed strong, but what about other sects?
Aren’t there eight other teams besides us? Is the gap really that big?”
“Unbelievably big.”
Ling Jianfeng said, "Although there are still eight sects left, most of them are dominated by Da Luo Immortal.
Even if there are occasionally a few immortal king-level genius disciples, they can't compare with the Zhao family.
For these big families, there are so many experts, and the minimum standard for being able to fight is the peak of the Immortal King, and even these big forces have Immortal King sitting in charge."
Seeing that Ye Bufan still looked disapproving when he said this, he added, "This may be a bit vague. The most direct way is to look at the opening prices of major gambling houses.
In our group match, the Zhao family’s odds of winning and qualifying are 100 to 1, which shows how strong the confidence in him is.”
He originally wanted to help his master correctly understand the strength of the Zhao family, but after saying this, Ye Bufan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Are you saying that there is still someone to open the bidding for this hegemony?"
"of course."
Ling Jianfeng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Behind Yuangu City are three sects, five sects and seven aristocratic families. Each of these fifteen major forces has its own gambling house here."
Ye Bufan's expression changed: "So the Zhao family also has a gambling house here? Can we open the market for betting now?"
