Luo Qingfeng looked at the figure submerged in the formation with a smile, retracted his fingers, and put his hands behind his back.
He moved his steps and slowly turned around to look at Su Yanfu who was speaking.
"Why can't I, Miss, fight against you? It's because you, Mr. Su, are incompetent and can't get out." This formation is her attack.
If you don’t accept it, you have to hold it in.
Who can say that she is not fighting in a battle? Who can say that formations cannot be used in battle?
The eldest son of the Su family didn't want to go in, he was actually trapped here.
You, Mr. Su, have no ability.
When these words fell into their ears, the faces of everyone in the Su family became even more gloomy.
This arrogant girl actually said that the first genius of their Su family was incompetent.
Wasn't it just using a formation to trap their young master? If not, she would be dead now.
"Then why don't you release the person quickly?" Su Yanfu didn't want to continue the topic and said instead.
Luo Qingfeng smiled harmlessly and said slowly, "Let it go, this competition seems to require you to admit defeat to be considered a loser. Has anyone heard Mr. Su admit defeat?"
Except for the people from the Su family and the temple, everyone else had the urge to laugh when they heard this.
Then when they thought about their bet, they wanted to cry again.
Who would have thought that the situation would turn around, and those who were originally going to lose would now have the upper hand, while those who were going to win would still be trapped in the formation, not knowing whether they would live or die.
Wrong, I was really wrong this time and I suffered a big loss.
Lei Chang looked at Luo Qingfeng and suddenly thought of something more important...
"Lei Mu, how much do we bet on Su Yiran this time?" Their bet this time is on Su Yiran.
The person sitting next to him hesitated to speak, opened his mouth, and said a number, "One million taels of gold."
Oh my God
One million taels of gold
"What about Feng Qing?" They are really willing to give up one million.
Lei Mu squirmed and said with difficulty, "No."
not a word
Thinking of this, Lei Mu wanted to cry.
This competition is already a foregone conclusion, Su Yiran will definitely lose.
Yes, they even placed bets
After hearing Lei Chang talk about this topic, everyone started asking the people around them.
"How much did you drink?"
"I bet hundreds of thousands taels of gold, what about you?"
"It's only a hundred thousand taels, but I have a full five hundred thousand taels."
"Suddenly I am balanced, but the Su family is cheating this time. It seems that the Su family has also made a bet, as well as the temple and the third prince."
Fortunately, fortunately, they are not the biggest culprits.
Hearing everyone's discussion, Mr. Ge and Su Lianyun's faces instantly turned black to ashes at the bottom of the pot.
Together, they all have millions of taels of gold.
The sound of discussion reached his eardrums, and the emperor coughed heavily, and he looked not well.
Everyone looked at him one after another, their mouths twitching.
No way, even Su Huang has placed a bet
God
So how should we calculate this amount? How much money should it cost?
Damn it, why didn't they give some of it to Feng Qing at that time? It's not too much, a few thousand taels, ten thousand taels, that's fine.
"What are you talking about? My Yiran family has not lost yet, not lost yet," Su Yanfu shouted with a livid face.
It will definitely come out, Yi Ran will definitely come out, if this formation is broken and Yi Ran is fine, then he will win.
Su Yanfu seemed to have forgotten that this was the third competition, not the second.
Even if Su Yiran breaks the formation, it does not mean that this battle is over. He must be knocked off the ring, or he must admit defeat. Only then can he truly lose.