"I suggest that we should not fight to the death." At the critical moment, Gang Zhenren of Xiaotian Camp spoke. He said calmly, "I still admire Master Chen's combat prowess... He can kill in a siege.
Three Jade Immortals."
In fact, by saying this, he was already hinting: You, a mere middle-level Jade Immortal, should not fight with such evil figures!
If it were a simple competition, you would still have a chance of winning, because Chen Taizhong would not be able to use certain killing methods.
But in a real life-and-death fight, the chances of you dying are too high - Chen even has mushrooms, so why can't he have another method?
Ya Zhenren was so angry that blood rushed to his head. However, since he was called a real person, he also lived for hundreds or thousands of years. His edges were somewhat smoothed by time. After being reminded like this, he also began to think about defeat before winning.
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So he grinned and said, "Don't worry, Master Gang, I won't kill him. It's a plane war now, so I have a sense of the overall situation."
Hey, Chen Taizhong can't stand it anymore. When you say this, even though I know you are talking nonsense, but if I want to kill you, it seems that my brother is not very particular.
So he smiled slightly and said, "Well, let's do this. I won't kill you, but we will bet on spiritual stones to win or lose... Do you dare?"
"Then let's bet," Ya Zhenren smiled slightly, "I bet that I will win, but you won't also bet that I will win, right?"
"I really don't see any sign that you can win," Chen Taizhong chuckled, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, but to be honest, you look too weak... I bet one million top-quality souls
Shi. I win!"
"One million... top quality spiritual stones?" Ya Zhenren's mouth twitched. Even if he was an intermediate Jade Immortal, he didn't have so many spiritual stones.
Of course, he would not lose to his opponent in terms of momentum, so he smiled slightly and said, "You sincerely gave me the spirit stone. I have no reason not to refuse it. Thank you... The Wrath of the Rogue Cultivator is indeed very wealthy."
"I don't have many spiritual stones, but I think I'm worth it," Chen Taizhong chuckled. "How many spiritual stones are you going to bet with me? One spiritual stone will do, it depends on your value."
This sentence directly made Ya Zhenren’s balls hurt: Can you please stop being so immoral in what you say?
He originally wanted to take out hundreds of top-quality spiritual stones and gamble with the other party - you are a rich idiot and you are willing to show off, but I am not that stupid. I just want to take a hundred spiritual stones. Bet you a million spiritual stones.
!
What you do to amuse fools is nothing!
However, if the spirit stone is linked to the value of his own family, he will not be able to get rid of the one hundred extreme spirits. Chen Taizhong believes that he is worth one million extreme spirits. Does Yazhen want to admit that he is only worth one hundred extreme spirits?
Of course, this was said by Chen Taizhong, and Yazhen has the right to turn a deaf ear - you think the bet you place is a reflection of your own value, but I don't have to agree with it.
This is a matter of the right to speak. He doesn’t follow the other person’s ideas. There is no problem at all!
But I can't stand it... There are still bystanders, right? A hundred Ji Spirits bet a million Ji Spirits. This kind of shocking big bet, the difference is so huge, how can it attract other people's attention.
When others ask why Yazhenren only produces a hundred Jilings, there will definitely be countless guesses. Then Chen Taizhong’s words are the best explanation.
Of course Yazhen can explain that I am confident that I will win, so I don’t need to bet too many spirit stones, but... others have to believe it too. Betting one hundred pieces of Jiling for one million Jiling is very unconfident no matter how you look at it.
Feel.
Even if he wins, some old enemies may not be able to say anything good.
It was originally a fun thing to amuse the fool, but the other party said one more thing, which put him in a dilemma - why didn't I realize that in addition to the skills of the hands, the skills of the mouth were also so destructive?
Of course, the solution to this problem is actually very simple. Ya Zhenren only needs to take out enough Ji Spirits to gamble.
But but... he really doesn't have that many spirit stones, and he only has 70,000 to 80,000 Ji Spirits in his storage bag.
When it comes to Ya Zhenren's net worth, it is actually more than just this. But net worth is not equal to cash. If you think about it, Fang Xiaoqin will know that for a dignified first-level real person, Chen Taizhong offered five thousand spiritual crystals, and even the other party was reluctant to part with it.
Moreover, Yazhen brought so many Jilings without going bankrupt. He still had a lot of family property. He brought so many Jilings just to cope with accidents and solve urgent emergencies that might arise.
If he really has other needs, he can ask the Fenghuang Realm for support through the transportation channel.
Now it seems that the plan cannot keep up with the changes. There is no need to think about the support from Fenghuang Realm for the time being. Let's just carry it on.
This is where Ya Zhenren's dilemma lies. Even if he takes out all the spiritual stones, he still can't compare with him.
It doesn't matter if it can't be compared. He didn't bring many spirit stones to begin with, but he took out too few, which really didn't match his status.
It would be okay to take out a little more, for example fifty thousand spiritual stones - that's all I have, I don't have any more.
But then again...what if we lose?
Of course he wouldn't think that he would definitely lose, otherwise he would be too full to gamble? He thinks that the probability of winning is extremely high!
However, even in the Fenghuang Realm, a fight as big as 50,000 Jilings would make his liver tremble, let alone in the Netherworld where the environment is harsh and logistics is cut off?
If he loses, he not only loses 50,000 Extreme Spirits, but also loses most of his life. In the Netherworld without spiritual energy, no logistics, and no spiritual stones... how can he survive?
This sentence is really too shameful!
However, Yazhen still came up with a way. He sneered and said, "My value is only higher than yours, but... I only brought ten thousand Jilings with me, and I killed them all!"
It’s not that I don’t dare to play, it’s just that I don’t have that many spiritual stones!
In a gambling fight, he would not give up. Not to mention that he was too angry to calm down. He would definitely get back the ground. He just said that the millions of souls in the opponent's mouth were worth his while, even if he might be embarrassed, it was still worth it.
So he said, it's not that I don't dare to bet, but there really aren't that many spiritual stones - if there are two million top-quality spiritual stones, I will take them without fail.
But, I really don’t have any spiritual stones!
"Haha," a laugh came from the distance, but Kang Jianyao looked at him with interest, "Yazhenren doesn't have a spirit stone? That's easy to say. I'll lend it to you to support your appearance. Is two million Jilings enough?"
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Can you carry two million Jilings with you? Ya Zhenren looked at him with disdain. It was not the first time that the two met, and they both lived in Zhongzhou and knew each other well. He also knew something about Kang Jianyao's net worth.
However, disdain was on the one hand, and at the same time, his heart sank rapidly: Kang Jianyao dared to support Chen Taizhong so blatantly, this gambling battle seemed... really not optimistic.
So he didn't say where did you get the two million souls? He just smiled coldly and said, "Master Kang is so courageous. Aren't you afraid that I will fall into the nether world and make you fly like a chicken?"
Kang Jianyao smiled sinisterly and replied nonchalantly, "It's not like I don't know your family. You just need to pay me the IOU."
Yazhen glared at him fiercely, "Then let me ask another question. Are you afraid that you will fall into the netherworld... in a hurry?"
"That's not what I'm afraid of," Kang Jianyao laughed. "In the future, I don't have to coordinate your Wanshan camp, and I don't have to risk going outside to fight aliens. How can I be in danger of falling?"
These words were really destructive, but they also revealed the bitterness of cultivator Xiaohu. Ya Zhenren wanted to argue, but he couldn't even open his mouth - Gang Xinyang, who came with him, had an ambiguous attitude, and he couldn't be more assertive.
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But he still couldn't let the other party suppress his aura, so he looked at Chen Taizhong coldly, shook his hand, and released a lot of top-quality spiritual stones, "This is my bet... where are your millions of spiritual stones?"
?You have to let people take a look, right?"
Chen Taizhong glanced sideways at him and shook his hand. A hill-like pile of spiritual stones appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the hall. For a moment, the air fluctuated with it. The spiritual energy was overflowing and it was also dazzling.
The cultivators in the camp also raised their heads and looked in this direction. The movement was really too big.
Chen Taizhong wanted to show off, but he didn't show off for long. He put away the spirit stones as soon as he raised his hand, took out two more first-level Yin Qi stones, tossed them in his hand, and said with a half-smile, "I can't count."
Qing? It doesn't matter, I still have this... This is my value, it's not too late to apologize now."
"Dream," Ya Zhenzhen rolled his eyes at him. Even if I don't teach you a lesson, I still have to win these millions of spiritual stones!
The two flew out of the camp, flew more than two hundred miles, and lowered their bodies. Other real-life monsters also followed, watching from a distance. Even Lin Tingtao and the fox monster heard about this and followed them.
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The two stood face to face, about thirty meters apart. Chen Taizhong did not rush to take action, but smiled and said, "Actually, in my opinion, you are really not worth even ten thousand Jiling."
"Picture stone, picture stone," Madman Ma also jumped over from a distance. He hadn't seen him for two months. One of his sleeves was empty, but unfortunately, he didn't seem to care very much. "Quick, quick, rare.
There’s going to be a fight.”
The onlookers took out the shadow stones one after another and chose their own angles. Other immortals did not dare to approach and could only watch from a distance of more than a hundred miles.
Ya Zhenren was not in a hurry to take action. He looked at Chen Taizhong with disdain, "I have long heard that the wrath of rogue cultivators robs homes and commits all kinds of evil. I never expected that you could amass such a rich net worth...how many innocent cultivators have died in your hands.
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"Those who died in my hands were all looking for death themselves. I will soon earn another ten thousand Jilings. Is this what you call robbing families without committing any evil?" Chen Taizhong replied with a smile.
"One million Ji Ling, I'll accept it."
"What else are you thinking about? Although Ten Thousand Ji Ling is small, mosquitoes are also meat."
"Do you know? In fact, this is a grudge between the two camps. I really don't want to get involved in a personal grudge with you... I took you one million Jiling. Don't blame me. It's because you, Xiaohu, are ignorant.
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"You can't take it away at all. How could I express my anger at you? I just can't bear to see you shouting and drinking in my little lake!"
"Holy shit, you actually used poison?" Yazhen's expression changed, and he was filled with indignation.
"Both each other," Chen Taizhong laughed, "the poison you used is also very strong." (To be continued)