Sun God Champion

Chapter 98
"Another guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

Xiaoer looked at Lei Wujie's back, shook his head and said.

"Oh, I believe he can go up to the sixteenth floor, how about a bet?"

Xiao Se became interested.

"Bet that he can go up to the sixteenth floor, guest officer, don't be joking, even veterans who have practiced hard for decades will not be able to go up, and that young boy is simply impossible."

Xiao Er said firmly.

He has been in Xueyue City for many years, and has seen countless people ascending to the Heavenly Pavilion.

Not a single young man has ever boarded it.

Xiao Se took out a broken piece of silver, threw it in front of Xiao Er, and said:
"He didn't go up to the sixteenth floor, and this piece of silver is yours. If he does, you can just give us a free drink."

Xiao Er picked up the broken silver, weighed it, and nodded.

"Row!"

There were not many customers in the restaurant, so Xiao Er was waiting by the side.

"Brother Yang, do you want to gamble?"

Xiao Se looked at Yang An, turned his head and asked.

"What if I also bet that Lei Wujie can go up to the sixteenth floor?"

Yang An said with a smile.

"That's meaningless."

Xiao Se shook his head.

"Haven't you asked Brother Yang what to do in Xueyue City?"

Xiao Se asked casually after drinking a glass of wine.

"Same as Lei Wujie."

Yang An said indifferently.

"Ascension to Heaven Pavilion!"

Xiao Se looked surprised.

The last time I saw Yang An make a move, he was on par with the Gun Fairy. It seems that there is no need to ascend to the Tiange.

"No."

"Ask the sword!"

Yang An shook his head and said.

"Ask the sword? Ask the sword Xueyue Sword Immortal."

Xiao Se was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.

"Lei Wujie asked Jian Xueyue Sword Immortal?"

Xiao Se remembered Yang An's words and asked.

"Lei Wujie's master is Lei Hong. Since Lei Wujie was allowed to enter the Tiange Pavilion, he must be asking sword Xueyue Sword Immortal. Besides, Jiuxian is not in Xueyue City."

Yang An replied.

While the two were chatting, two more people came to the door of the tavern.

One is dressed as a book boy and is leading an old horse, and the other is a handsome scholar in white, sitting on the old horse.

"Let you sleep late in the morning, and people will be the first to break into the pavilion."

The book boy had a face full of blame.

"Maybe that guy was shot down all at once?"

The scholar in white retorted.

Yang An chatted with Xiao Se, and was also attracted by the two of them.

"Qingcheng Mountain?"

Xiao Se said suspiciously.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Yang An nodded.

The two drank wine and chatted, as if they were cozy.

Xiaoer at the side kept looking at Dengtian Pavilion.

Lei Wujie didn't come out, he kept thinking that the money for this drink was his one month's salary.

"Come, come back."

The second brother said happily when he saw the red figure.

The red figure rushed to the tavern and sat next to Xiao Se.

"The thirteenth floor was shot down?"

Xiao Se didn't even lift his eyelids, put down his wine glass, and said lazily.

"Not yet. I met a strange person on the thirteenth floor. He didn't compete with me in martial arts. Instead, he competed in gambling skills. Didn't you always boast that you are good at gambling skills? Give me some advice!"

Lei Wujie poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Xiao Se respectfully.

"Add three hundred taels, a total of eight hundred taels."

Xiao Se knocked on the table three times and said.

"no problem!"

Lei Wujie nodded cheerfully.

Yang An looked at Xiao Se, who was taking advantage of the fire, to see if he had any good suggestions.

He is not weak in martial arts, but he has never been exposed to gambling.

Although I have seen Xiao Se's tactics last time, I don't have a deep understanding of gambling skills.

Lei Wujie explained to the two the process of losing the bet.

Xiao Se laughed after listening.

"He's out of luck, but that's not important. The essence of gambling is still that sentence. If you believe that you will win, then you will win!"

Xiao Se continued what he said last time.

"That's right, the means are not important, what matters is who is in the hands of the result."

Yang An thought for a while, and instantly understood.

Also, winning a bet is not that complicated, as long as you can control the result, you can ignore all gambling techniques.

"I see!"

Lei Wujie nodded, and ran away again.

Xiao Er, who was originally happy, lowered his face again after hearing the conversation of the few people, and looked at Lei Wujie's back without tears.

He really wanted Lei Wujie to continue to fail, but from the looks of it, it might be a bit difficult.

"Little uncle, the man in red has come and gone, and it seems that he is continuing to ascend the Tiange."

Just now, the book boy who led the horse said to the scholar in white.

"Don't worry, wait until he breaks into the sixteenth floor and watch me go up and drive him down, so as not to go up to the first fifteen floors."

The scholar in white was not in a hurry, drinking the hot tea given by Xiao Er.

"Since we are all waiting for him to come down from the pavilion, why not come here for a cup of tea?"

Xiao Se looked at the two white-clothed scholars and said with a smile.

The white-clothed scholar glanced at Yang An, then at Xiao Se.

"Ziwei is looking at Qi, looking for the dragon with Dao eyes, what can you see?"

Xiao Se recognized the eyes of the scholar in white, and said quietly.

The book boy who was drinking water was startled, the mahogany sword on his body was about to move.

"Feixuan, don't move."

The white-clothed scholar pressed down on the mahogany sword.

"I heard that there are three realms in the art of watching qi, which are breath detection, heart observation, and dragon search. You should have reached the first stage of cultivation."

Yang An looked at the scholar in white and said with a smile.

"The two brothers were joking, how can it be so mysterious? I don't know what's going on with my brother's name."

The scholar in white replied.

"Since I met the Taoist priest of Qingcheng Mountain, I naturally want to count it."

Xiao Se stared at the scholar in white.

"Then you are looking for the wrong person. I only learn swordsmanship, not Taoism."

The scholar in white laughed.

"What about this one?"

Xiao Se looked at the book boy beside him.

The book boy snorted coldly and didn't reply.

"Brother guessed that we are from Mount Qingcheng, so he knew that we didn't want to be too high-profile."

The scholar in white said.

"There is an organization in Xueyue City called Spider Web. When you set foot in Xueyue City, they will follow you. Besides, my little brother has already reached the thirteenth floor. The person you want to meet will be met soon."

Xiao Se drank hot tea slowly and said.

"You seem to know everything?"

The scholar in white stared at Xiao Se and said.

"I want to do a fortune telling."

Xiao Se sighed.

The white-clothed scholar looked at Xiao Se, and finally agreed, coaxing the book boy to make a fortune for Xiao Se.

The book boy took out a bamboo tube from his pocket, put three copper coins in it, and handed it to Xiao Se.

Xiao Se even tossed five lines, and the hexagrams were all the same.

The faces of the white-clothed scholar and the book boy were covered with sweat.

Yang An couldn't understand the hexagrams, but he could feel an unknown danger coming.

"Do you want to forget?"

Seeing the appearance of the two, Xiao Se pushed the bamboo tube back.

The book boy shook his head, insisting that Xiao Se continue to throw the sixth line.

Xiao Se didn't hesitate, and threw it directly.

The two copper plates are the same as before, and the last one is still spinning.

Xiao Se thought for a while, and before the last copper plate was transferred, he pressed it down to prevent anyone from checking the result.

Yang An looked at the sky, and at some point, Xueyue City was covered with dark clouds.

That silent crisis has enveloped the tavern.

The one in Xiao Se's hand is very important.

If it is displayed, it will be earth-shattering and great terror will occur.

The white-clothed scholar and the book boy were soaked in sweat.

　Thank you book friends 160426083813215, Shentiandiren, Butterfly and Kun for their monthly tickets, bow and thank you.

　　Thanks for the reward from the night kite friends, bow and thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)