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Chapter 1249 Abstain and admit defeat?

"intuition!"

Liu Yiran said lightly.

"Intuition? This... Saint Liu, everything must be spoken with strength. Your perception, this time, is probably not very accurate!"

Lei Hong shook his head and said disapprovingly.

"Yes, Saint Liu, if you compare her own strength, Zhang Xiaobei and Duan Feng are simply not comparable. It is a relatively euphemistic saying that Duan Feng beats Zhang Xiaobei. Why do you think Zhang Xiaobei can win?"

Gongsun Jian also questioned.

"Oh? At that time, on Heiya Mountain, at the beginning, both of them thought that Zhang Xiaobei was dead, but what happened? But he created miracles again and again. Believe me, this man is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface!"

Liu Yiran smiled with a pursed lips, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Heiya Mountain is Heiya Mountain, and the gentleman martial arts competition is a gentleman martial arts competition. This is completely different. I still think Duan Feng has a bigger chance of winning!"

Gongsun Jian shook his head and said.

"I think so too!"

Lei Hong echoed.

"Oh? Is it? Want to make a bet?"

Liu Yiran asked with a smile.

"What are you betting on?"

Gongsun Jian and Lei Hong were stunned for a moment and said in confusion.

"How about a medium-grade magic weapon?"

Liu Yiran said.

"Okay, since Saint Liu wants to bet, of course we will accompany you to the end. I just hope that Saint Liu will lose by then, so don't be unhappy!"

Gongsun Jian nodded immediately and agreed.

"Saint Liu, you have to think clearly. If you bet Zhang Xiaobei to win, it will basically be equivalent to giving us the medium-grade magic weapon for free. How can we be embarrassed?"

Lei Hong said with a grin.

"No need to think about it, that's it!"

Liu Yiran shook her head, then waved to the person in charge of the gambling handicap and said, "I want to buy a hundred spirit stones and bet Zhang Xiaobei to win!"

"Are you sure, this beauty? Since the market opened, you are the first to buy Zhang Xiaobei to win. Everyone bought Duan Feng before!"

The person in charge was also stunned and looked at Liu Yiran with a look of surprise.

"I'm sure!"

Liu Yiran said with great certainty, then took out a hundred low-grade spirit stones directly from the space ring and handed them to the person in charge.

"Okay, buy it and leave, beauties, you can't regret it then!"

The person in charge reminded in advance.

Because in his opinion.

The one who wins in the end is Duan Feng!

Liu Yiran's 100-earth spirit stone was basically wasted.

When Gongsun Jian and Lei Hong saw that Liu Yiran bets, they also followed suit and bets one after another.

However, they did not bet Zhang Xiaobei, but Duan Feng!

"The Qingshan Sect is here!"

Just then.

I don't know who shouted in the audience.

Everyone looked up.

I saw not far away.

A huge team was walking towards the ring.

Leading.

It is Hong Qing, the head of Qingshan Sect.

The Great Elder of Qingshan Sect.

And his favorite disciple, Duan Feng, the contestant in this gentleman martial arts competition!

"It seems that our gentleman martial arts competition this time has attracted a lot of attention, and so many people have come!"

The Grand Elder of Aoyama Sect glanced at the audience and grinned.

"How wonderful the people came. In this way, we can trample Zhang Xiaobei and Tianyi Gate under our feet in front of everyone!"

Hong Qing said with a sneer.

Then, he reached out and patted Duan Feng on the shoulder and said, "It will depend on you later!"

"Don't worry, Master Zhang Xiaobei, you're sure to lose!"

Duan Feng curled a sneer on his lips, and then he jumped up in the air and landed on the ring accurately!

At the same time, a majestic aura rose from his body and spread around him.

Feel this powerful momentum.

Everyone in the audience was delighted.

Because most of them bought Duan Feng to win.

The stronger Duan Feng is, of course they are happier!

"This Duan Feng is indeed not simple. If nothing unexpected happens, his strength has reached the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm!"

Gongsun Jian looked at Duan Feng on the ring and shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, even if it was me, I wouldn't dare say that I could easily take him down, let alone Zhang Xiaobei, who is only at the peak of the Heavenly Level. It seems that Saint Liu's middle-grade magic weapon today will belong to us!"

Lei Hong said with a grin.

Hearing words.

Liu Yiran's mouth curled slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Wait for Qingshan to teach the rest of the people to sit down.

So far.

Just wait until Zhang Xiaobei comes.

This gentleman martial arts competition can officially begin.

But.

It seemed that half an hour had passed since the agreed time.

Zhang Xiaobei is still missing.

This made everyone confused.

"What's the situation? What about Zhang Xiaobei? Why haven't you come yet?"

"That's right, could this kid be afraid and ran away?"

"Damn, I'm still waiting for Duan Feng to press him to the ground and rub him hard, and then I'll make a big profit!"

"Since this coward doesn't dare to participate in the gentleman martial arts competition, don't accept it at the beginning. If you can't accept it, do you think of us as fools?"

"Cao, what about the gentleman martial arts contest that you promised? Refund the money!"

...

Qingshan Sect is also full of confusion.

Duan Feng jumped directly from the ring, came to Hong Qing and the Great Elder, frowned and said, "Will that Zhang Xiaobei really let us go, right?"

"Damn it! If that bastard doesn't come, I will have to peel off his skin when I go back, and I'll be so angry!"

Hong Qing gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Don't worry, once the gentleman martial arts contest is held, if Zhang Xiaobei doesn't come, even if he abstains from surrender, he will still lose. So many people are watching to testify for us. We can still come to Zhang Xiaobei and ask Zhang Xiaobei for the quasi-immortal jade bone. If Zhang Xiaobei refuses to admit it, he is breaking the rules of the gentleman martial arts contest and will definitely be attacked by the entire cultivation world. I'm sorry he doesn't have the courage!"

The elder waved his hand and said with a sneer.

Hearing this.

Hong Qing's eyes suddenly lit up and he said happily: "Yes, why didn't I think of this? That means, no matter whether Zhang Xiaobei comes or not today, we will definitely win this gentleman martial arts competition!"

"That's right!"

The elder nodded, then stood up and walked towards the referee sitting not far from the ring.

The referee in charge of this gentleman martial arts competition is a respected veteran in the world of cultivation, named Baimei Old Man.

In addition to having strong strength, this person also has great reputation and status in the cultivation world.

He is the referee of the gentleman martial arts, which can better reflect the fairness and justice of the gentleman martial arts!

"Senior, if both sides agree to start a war with gentlemen, if Zhang Xiaobei doesn't come, can it be considered as his abstention? "
Chapter completed!
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