The top-grade treasure—Tiger Soul Knife, the personal weapon that made Tyrant Tiger famous!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this great master is supporting the only successor, but this is too much!
Even Wu Ming found it incredible.
In addition to the treasures for sale at the big auction that year, I also saw the treasures corroded by the demonic energy in Youxia Ridge. They were eventually divided up. So far, I have only the Lengyue Sword, which is not very easy to use.
, there is no other treasure, which shows how rare the treasure is!
If I hadn't seen the Tyrant Tiger Lord who was still in his twilight years and still had a domineering aura, I would have suspected that this person was trying to break the pot!
But since he has made a bet, as the banker, Wu Ming has to take it. Although this treasure is precious, he can handle it, and he doesn't think that Tyrannosaurus will cause trouble for him.
Of course, when he thought about it carefully, he knew what was going on. Lord Tyrant Tiger was indeed putting pressure on him.
The only successor he had finally found, a second-level innate, would have to fight to the death with the half-step master. No matter how confident the Tyrant Tiger Lord was, he would still be upset.
By holding on to the Tiger Soul Sword, you are telling Wu Ming that if there is anything wrong with Hu Lai, just wash your neck and wait!
Finally, after calculating the treasures gathered in the ring, Wu Ming almost cracked the corner of his mouth to the back of his head. In addition to the tiger sword being too precious, the total bet this time was nearly 10 million, but 80% of it was won by betting on Ye Tingxuan.
It can be said that once Hu Lai wins, Wu Ming will definitely make a lot of money. After all, most of the bets are his own, but when he thinks of the tiger sword, he can't laugh!
At the very least, you have to pay a similar amount of treasures, otherwise you won’t be able to satisfy the Tyrant Tiger Lord who obviously has a huge appetite!
"Let's get started!"
After counting the treasures, Wu Ming was too lazy to waste any more words. Anyway, it was not an official martial arts event in Bailing Pavilion, it was just a personal feud between his disciples.
If Lord Bahu had not accepted Hu Lai and was a disciple of Wu Ming Mansion, no one in Bailing Pavilion would have known that there was such a person.
"Wu Ming, I will kill him and then kill you, and you will watch him die in front of you, unable to do anything!"
Ye Tingxuan stepped forward, making no secret of his hatred for Wu Ming and swearing viciously.
To put it bluntly, he is quite pitiful. This was a great opportunity for him to become famous in the capital, but he was driven back to Dongzhou in despair. Not only did he have his marriage ruined, he became the biggest laughing stock in the Dongzhou cultivation world. Everyone will suffer.
No, let alone the arrogant Ye Tingxuan.
But compared to the dead Chen Qiaoyun who has become a withered skeleton, no matter how miserable he is, it is impossible for Wu Ming to pity this person!
As far as Wu Ming was concerned, there was a human life between the two parties. After the incident, the Ye family and the Dongfang family did not apologize for more than a year, or even ignored them. This has already shown their attitude.
Since you are an enemy, you should die!
Hu Lai, who was on the martial arts stage, still stood quietly, as if the gambling gathering in the audience was a farce, neither sad nor happy, until Ye Tingxuan came onto the stage, his atmosphere suddenly changed.
There was no wind and dust was flying in the field, and a cold and murderous aura suddenly appeared. Everyone felt that the air was cold, and some people with low cultivation level even shivered.
Evil spirit!
murderous look?
No one expected that a mere second-level innate fool could have such an astonishing momentum between movement and stillness.
As we all know, no matter the evil spirit or murderous spirit, it needs killing or fighting to condense it. In other words, it is a life and death fight!
But looking at Hu Lai, who is barely twenty years old, with tight lips and a slight beard, how many people can such a young man kill and how much combat experience can he have?
"Humph, dying struggle!"
When Wu Ming didn't get a response, Ye Tingxuan turned to Hu Lai, his eyes equally vicious, like a poisonous snake trying to choose someone to eat.
It was this young man who made himself a laughing stock, as hateful as Wu Ming!
He was a famous genius warrior in the East China Sea, valued by the Dongfang family, and was a Dragon Guard in the East China Sea, but now he is gone, just because of a cheap maid!
"kill!"
The moment the supervisor next to the fighting stage waved his command flag, Hu Lai moved.
Without any hesitation, he struck out with a killing move, and he didn't follow the etiquette among warriors. He had been waiting for this day for too long!
"He is indeed a barbarian who knows no manners!"
Zhuo Qingyu glanced at Wu Ming intentionally or unintentionally in the audience, but the latter ignored him at all, leaving him suffocated and unable to vent his anger.
"It's not too late!"
Dongfang Zixuan said inexplicably.
Again, no response.
The situation on the stage, even the Inner Sect Xiantian disciples could see that the gap between Hu Lai and Ye Tingxuan was too big, the second level Xiantian and the half-step master, not only in terms of cultivation.
The most obvious thing is that the attack power of Zhenqi and Zhenyuan, even the martial arts and mental skills are almost the same. This alone is enough to overwhelm two warriors with similar talents.
To put it simply, zhenqi is like an ordinary bow and arrow for hunting, while zhenyuan is like a hard crossbow in the army. It is not the same at all.
Therefore, after the initial panic after being attacked, Ye Tingxuan, who had regained his footing, turned defeat into victory with just a few moves, overwhelming Hu Lai.
Within a few strokes, Hu Lai had several sword marks on his body, dripping with blood and extremely miserable.
"What are your plans? If Hu Lai loses, you will be dead. Uncle Hu will never spare you!"
Xu Qiulan said in a message.
"If you lose, you lose!"
Wu Ming answered like a rogue and got two eyeballs.
Now that things have happened, it would be a lie to say that Wu Ming is not nervous. After all, Hu Lai is indeed far worse, but so what?
Hu Lai's cultivation method was originally agreed upon by Bahu Zun and Wu Ming. They didn't think that Hu Lai needed to make rapid progress in cultivation. A steady and step-by-step approach was enough.
But now it seems that it is still a bit worse. After all, a large gap in cultivation can sometimes bring advantages, especially Ye Tingxuan himself, who still has some tricks.
Of course, this person has been a drug addict since he was a child, and this cannot be false. His martial arts skills are at best commendable.
Compared to Hu Lai's powerful Tiger Fist and the Tiger-shaped Fist, which has already reached its peak, it pales in comparison. If not for this, with the advantage of cultivation, another person who has practiced martial arts to a similar level would have won completely!
But no one knew that Wu Ming never worried that Ye Tingxuan would come down from the martial arts arena alive.
Because, with Hu Lai's temper, since he was fighting for his life, even if he couldn't beat him, he would choose to die together.
Although Wu Ming believed that there was hope for life, he had no reason to force Hu Lai to make his own choice, and Hu Lai had been suppressed for too long!
"Haha, die!"
Therefore, when Ye Tingxuan laughed wildly and used his unique sword technique, leaving several deep bruises on Hu Lai's body, and then stabbed him through with his sword, everyone thought he had won.
But when they saw Hu Lai's cold face, not retreating but advancing without saying a word, holding the sword and rushing forward, swiping the sword to kill, everyone was stunned.
Only a few people with strong determination looked at Wu Ming blankly. Their ruthless and life-for-life style of fighting might be what Wu Ming meant by fighting for their lives!
"You are so cruel!"
Dongfang Zixuan's face turned blue, her lips were bitten and turned white. A woman behind her looked indescribably indifferent. It was Dongfang Yuan, who seemed to be indifferent even as she watched her fiancé working hard on the stage.
"Go to hell!"
Ye Tingxuan did not perform too badly. With his strong cultivation, he pulled out the Iron Sword with his backhand. Although he could only use ordinary weapons in martial arts, under the infusion of true energy, it was as sharp as a divine weapon.
With a terrifying sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh, and a burst of blood, Hu Lai's abdomen was opened with a large hole, and his internal organs were clearly visible. What made many female disciples exclaim was that his left arm flew away at the sound.
But he didn't even blink, and his right hand still didn't stop for a moment. The long knife turned into a sword and flashed past Ye Tingxuan's neck.
puff!
The blood spurted out several feet high, and the head rose into the sky. The body shook a few times and then fell to the ground.
Ye Tingxuan is dead!
He obviously had the huge advantage of having a second-level cultivation, but he still died in the fight where he traded his life for his life!
"Open the formation!"
Wu Mingfei stepped forward and shouted loudly.
The person supervising the martial arts was stunned for a moment. Wu Ming's eyes made him shiver, and then he hurriedly opened the light curtain.
Wu Ming came closer, supported Hu Lai, who was as angry as silk, took out several jade bottles, and poured out various sparkling elixirs for him to take for free.
"Master, I can't do it anymore..."
Every time Hu Lai said a word, a large amount of blood spilled from his mouth.
The injuries were too serious, not only the penetrating wound in the abdomen and the broken arm, but also dozens of bone-deep wounds on the body, which were still ravaged by Ye Tingxuan's true energy, and the wounds could not heal at all.
"Don't worry, you won't die!"
Wu Ming gave him an angry and funny blow, and at this time he was still thinking of saving the elixir for him.
For this battle, no one knows how many life-saving items he has prepared, worth millions. Not to mention that Hu Lai is only seriously injured and dying, even if he only has one breath left, he can still save him.
Who would have thought that Wu Ming would be willing to spend so much money just to do this!
Perhaps, this is what makes it different from ordinary people!
Everyone looked at each other and secretly clicked their tongues.
As a disciple of Bailing Pavilion, my horizons cannot be said to be very broad, but at least I still have good eyesight. Just from looking at a few familiar pills, I can tell that each one is no less than a hundred thousand spirit stones, let alone some I don't recognize.
This is not a battle of martial arts and cultivation. It is clearly a battle for wealth and who has more life-saving elixirs.
It turns out that this is what Wu Ming said about risking one's life, the opportunity to risk one's life in exchange for spiritual stones!
I couldn't help but sympathize with Ye Tingxuan. Rather than saying that he died at the hands of Hu Lai, it would be better to say that he was crushed to death by Wu Ming with a spiritual stone!
In their view, how could Hu Lai dare to risk his life without the backing of such precious life-saving elixirs?
This is a bit unfair. Hu Lai really doesn't know that, just holding the belief that we will die together, even if it means death, it will make Ye Tingxuan uncomfortable!
Dongfang Zixuan left, taking away Ye Tingxuan's body and the last goodwill of the Dongfang family.
It was just the sad smile that turned his head when he left, which made Wu Ming a little confused. He was an enemy from now on, so he couldn't do this, right?
Bahu Zun took away Hu Lai and a Bloody Yang Golden Pill to repair his body. Ape Zun sent people to pick up Wang An. A farce-like fight ended in a way that no one expected.
Before Wu Ming had time to lightly touch on his gambling gains, he received an unexpected and reasonable imperial edict! (To be continued)