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When the other two foundation-building masters of the Zi Lei Sect heard this, their faces darkened. A bet like this with almost no suspense, they should stop them. Zhao Hen's personal honor and disgrace are small, while the entire Zi Lei Sect has a big face. If the bet is lost, Zhao Hen kowtows and apologizes will also bring shame to Zi Lei Sect. Such a bet will definitely lose. If this matter makes Zi Lei Sect shame, it may be said that Zhao Hen will be driven out of the mountain gate by the senior management of Zi Lei Sect. However, just when the two wanted to stop Zhao Hen, Zhao Hen had already spoken.

"I am short of money in my pocket, and there are only three dragon spirit fruits passed down from my ancestors." Zhao Hen seemed to force himself into a desperate situation. He ignored the eyes of others as if he was looking at a fool and took out the three dragon spirit fruits with his big thorns: "How about I be willing to use kowtows to apologize with this dragon spirit fruit as a bet with my seniors?"

At this moment, Xie Decai and the disciples of the Lingyan Palace around him seemed to smell the fishy flies, and their expressions became wonderful. When Zhao Hen was about to count the spiritual marrow, he was still trying to make a move, using kowtow as a bet, and added three dragon spirit fruits, which were clearly the pie delivered to the door. A fool like this may not be able to find one in the cultivation world with a lantern. When he thought that he could not only humiliate this junior who was disrespectful to him, but also get three red dragon spirit fruits, Xie Decai was immediately happy, as if he was afraid that Zhao Hen would repent and immediately patted his chest and responded: "Okay, I promise you!"

As soon as these words were said, there was another noise from the disciples of various sects. Some people in the crowd felt sorry for Zhao Hen's three dragon spirit fruits. Some called Zhao Hen a fool, and some even regretted why Zhao Hen, a fool, didn't bet with him. Only Li Ruoshui seemed to have guessed something, but he still looked a little worried.

There were so many people on the scene who made certificates, so there was no need to slap high enough. There was no possibility of lying to pay in full view of everyone. Soon, the people of the Zi Lei Sect began to continue counting the spiritual marrow, and the remaining dozen disciples shyly took out the few spiritual marrows on their bodies, one after another, and it seemed that the situation had not changed at all. Until the last disciple of the Zi Lei Sect on the stage showed difficulty and counted the only five spiritual marrows, everyone in other sects began to discuss.

Now Zhao Hen is the only one who has not yet handed over the spiritual marrow in the entire Purple Thunder Sect, but there are only 283 spiritual marrows, which is 229 less than the Spirit Flame Palace. When they think about it, even if Zhao Hen is a monster, it is impossible for him to take out hundreds of spiritual marrows.

"This Zhao Hen is really overestimating his abilities. He dares to make bets with his seniors in the Foundation Establishment Stage at the First Level of Qi Refining."

"I know that there are only ten people who have not counted the spiritual marrow, but I still dare to bet. Isn't this a humiliation for others?"

"Isn't it? The fool like this, the Zi Lei Sect actually accepted it. It seems that the Zi Lei Sect is really getting worse and worse."

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By now, everyone has confirmed that Zhao Hen is a mysterious person, and it is inevitable that he will be humiliated and kneel down. The disciples of Lingyan Palace are even more satisfied. Although they dare not say that they look at the people of the Zi Lei Sect with contempt, at least they are already squinting!

Xie Decai was even more overjoyed. Although he was a little confused about why Zhao Hen was foolishly making such a suspenseless bet with him, he was more overwhelmed by the benefits he was about to get. When he thought of the benefits he brought in practice after he obtained the three dragon spirit fruits, Xie Decai couldn't help but be excited and laughed at Zhao Hen: "Haha, Xiaoyou Zhao, don't be too slap your 'big deal', so he should take out your 'big deal' quickly, don't let everyone wait in a hurry. See if the spiritual marrow you took out can crush the ants to death! Hahahaha..."

After hearing this, Zhao Hen laughed in his heart. If Xie De had known how many spiritual marrow he had in his hand, he would probably have the heart to jump off the building, but Zhao Hen did not show any smug expression. He slammed the spiritual marrow in a Qiankun bag to the ground without any rush.

"Look, my god! My eyes aren't blurry?!" A loud voice almost jumped and exclaimed, and the tiny Dou Shi's eyes were as big as a copper bell.

Shocked, shocked, disbelief, incredible, all kinds of expressions appeared on everyone's faces. At this moment, everyone seemed to have lost the kind of cultivation that people should have in their practice, and the mountain of Tai collapsed in front of their eyes without changing color, and they were vividly expressed on their faces.

Boom, the scene was like a huge bomb was detonated, and it suddenly became boiling. When all the people of the sects saw a large pile of spiritual corpus poured out like a bean in the bamboo tube, they were so shocked that their chins almost hit the ground. Looking at the white spiritual corpus, which was piled up like a hill, everyone began to mock and contempt for Zhao Hen, which had already been thrown out of the sky. It is no exaggeration to say that the spiritual corpus that Zhao Hen took out did not shock them, but frightened them! These spiritual corpus scared everyone!

Xie Decai was also stunned now. He laughed at Zhao Hen, who was sure to win, but the current situation suddenly became anxious because of Zhao Hen's last hand. When he thought of kneeling down with Zhao Hen, the junior, Xie Decai almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. The monks respected the heaven and earth, and among the king and the king and the elders, they even disrespected the king. They just kowtowed to some dead people. That was just the so-called death of a person. But a foundation-building master kowtowed to a Qi Refining disciple from another sect, which was unprecedented. Now, I think about it, this bet was really a big loss.

However, Xie Decai was finally a foundation-building master. He was in a good mood. After taking a few steps back, he finally stabilized. Now that the bet has been defeated, it is best to find a way to defend himself. After thinking for a while, Xie Decai's eyes flashed: "Zhao Hen, tell me how you got so much spiritual marrow? If you can't tell me why, it's cheating. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After hearing this, Zhao Hen smiled and then took out dozens of bottles of different colors: "I am not talented. I studied medicine and debated with my master on weekdays. In my spare time, I specially prepared a large amount of poisons for self-defense. I didn't expect it to come in handy here!"

If Zhao Hen said that he had obtained these spiritual marrows by killing the spirit beasts, no one would believe it. After all, hundreds of spiritual marrows in ten days are really scary. But if he said that he poisoned these spiritual beasts with poison, as long as the poison is sufficient and effective, it is completely possible. Although most of these spiritual marrows were taken from the disciples of the Tianming Sect, no one knew about this, so even if Zhao Hen said that he had obtained the spiritual marrows by poisoning the dead spirit beasts with poison, others had nothing to say.

After hearing this explanation, Xie Decai almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. There was no worse thing in the fallen falls in his life than the one he had fallen on Zhao Hen. Now Zhao Hen’s reason is no longer possible. Xie Decai never expected that Zhao Hen endured so deeply. There were at least three or four hundred spiritual marrows in front of him. However, Zhao Hen obviously had so many spiritual marrows on his body, and he actually abducted himself to bet. It was so sinister!

Seeing Zhao Hen coming over with a smile, Xie Decai had blood-covered eyes that could almost spit out fire. Zhao Hen was clearly deliberately insulting him. This revenge must be avenged!

Xie Decai, who was angry and embarrassed, never thought about how he would insult Zhao Hen if he won this bet. How could he think from the perspective of others? He only knew that he was insulted and had to wash away his life. When he thought of himself kowtowing to a junior, he would lose his reputation and have a bright future. He could never raise his head in front of the monks again, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.

It would be fine if Zhao Hen had poor qualifications but had high seniority, but Zhao Hen was a junior among the younger generations. How could Xie De feel talented?

But he is guilty of his own fault and cannot survive. If Xie Decai had not cursed the Zi Lei Sect casually, how could Zhao Hen make such a bet with him? Now he can't blame others.

At this moment, there was a flame of anger burning in his heart. The great humiliation of kneeling down toward the younger generation could not be erased even if Zhao Hen was crushed and ashes were thrown into ashes. Hundreds of disciples from various sects were watching him. In the eyes of everyone, it was impossible for Xie Decai to pay the debt, but Xie Decai had already swore that if he got the opportunity in the future, he would definitely cut Zhao Hen into pieces!

"Senior Xie, I am willing to accept the loss!" When he walked to the center, Zhao Hen ignored Xie Decai's vermilion-red face and bloodshot eyes, and said with a smile: "I don't know if Senior Xie still recognizes the bets and bets between us!"

"I...!" Xie Decai wanted to pay the debt, but someone had to agree. The arrogant attitude of recruiting households just now had already made the monks of other sects very dissatisfied with Xie Decai. At this moment, he was eager to bear it, so how could he speak for him? On this occasion, he could only grit his teeth and agree: "I am willing to accept the loss and have nothing to say!"

"Okay, Senior Xie is indeed the only one who can say that, just accept it!" Zhao Hen laughed and said, "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Senior Xie, Senior Xie, I am waiting here for Senior Xie to fulfill the bet!"

At this moment, Xie Decai's teeth were already grinding, his fists could almost pinch out water, and his forehead was bulging with blue veins, but he couldn't say a word. He could only stare at Zhao Hen with his blood-red eyes. What Xie Decai couldn't stand the most was that Zhao Hen also made a gesture that could start, which was simply face-to-face, the ravage of eyes to eyes! Is it tolerable, who is intolerable?

But Xie Decai had to bear it. At this moment, even the cultivators of his own sect could not say much. This was a bet made by himself. If the cultivators of his own sect maintain their sect, they would have a reputation for protecting their shortcomings. Now Xie Decai couldn't help but regret it.
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