Fairy, would you like to discuss the truth with me?

Chapter 84 Betting

"Hey, hey, what's going on? Why is someone on the ring? What happened?"

"I guess some conflict broke out. One fight is probably enough. Let's go and have a look."

"Isn't that Ye Feng? I've seen him challenging the true legends of various peaks every day these past few days. What unlucky guy was targeted by him today?"

"Well, that seems to be Senior Brother Su from Sanjue Peak. Didn't he go out on a mission? When did he come back?"

"Wait a minute, look, they seem to be signing a life-and-death contract... This, what's going on? They're actually going to fight to the death."

……

On the main peak arena.

Su Xuan didn't pay attention to the noise around him, but when he looked at the helpless elder, he still smiled a little apologetically.

"You have thought about it, a life and death fight..." The elder said helplessly: "Any conflicts can be resolved properly, there is no need to fight to the death, you are all the best disciples in the sect, there is no need to commit suicide Killing each other."

"Senior Brother Su and I have made a decision, and please ask the elders for your understanding." Ye Feng held his hands in hand, with a firmness in his words.

"Tsk." Seeing that he could not persuade Ye Feng, the elder could only look at Su Xuan, hoping that he would refuse.

A life-and-death fight cannot proceed as long as one party refuses...

However, Su Xuan also shook his head and said warmly: "Some things must be resolved. Elders, please don't stop them."

"Alas, you young people." The elder sighed helplessly, then waved his sleeves, and two spiritual contracts appeared, and said: "This is a life and death contract. If you sign it, you can go on stage... If If you regret it, just admit defeat."

Speaking of this, the elder felt a little unbearable. He still remembered the scene of the life-and-death fight ten years ago.

In the end, one side admitted defeat, but it was just that the other side had a grudge and was even more angry on the stage. How could they hold back? In the end, before the elder could stop him, he killed the other side with one sword.

In the end, the sect did not punish the disciple. They could only say that the deceased had bad luck and it was too late to admit defeat...

Now the tragedy seems to be happening again.

The two quickly signed the life-and-death contract. Just before walking onto the ring, they listened to the elder's advice:

"The road to immortality is long, don't be trapped by temporary honor and disgrace, take a step back and the world will be brighter."

Ye Feng strode onto the ring without even looking back. Su Xuan turned to the elder and held his hands, smiled slightly apologetically, then jumped up and landed lightly on the stage.

……

The elders guarding the arena were upset and helpless, but the disciples watching around were different.

Although there is a sense of friendship from the same family, it is unrealistic to say that the friendship is deep.

Among the people watching, at least 70% of the monks wanted to watch the fun...

These days, they often see Ye Feng challenging other peaks' true successors, but they are all defeated by him with his bone-chilling sword intent. Just when they were thinking about why there hasn't been any commotion today, the commotion came.

And this time the movement was particularly loud, it was a life and death fight.

"Hey, hey, this is really a life and death fight. Even the elders can't help it. Is there any handsomer brother who can tell me what happened to these two people?"

"Hey, I guess the last time Ye Feng was knocked down by Brother Su with a sword, he couldn't stand it. This was because he wanted to get his place back after Hangu Peak obtained the inheritance."

"It's not like we have to fight to the death. This can really kill people."

"Perhaps these two people have some grudges privately. If a fight breaks out, who do you think will win?"

"Ye Feng, didn't he defeat a senior brother who was in the early stage of forming an elixir yesterday? It seems that Senior Brother Su hasn't formed an elixir yet."

"That's not necessarily true. Senior Brother Su is the true successor of the Three Jue Peaks. He probably has more cards than the senior brothers from other peaks."

"The market is open, the market is open." A fat monk shouted and said: "The odds are five to three, Senior Brother Su is five, Senior Brother Ye is three, if anyone wants to place a bet, buy it and leave." "Hey, damn fat guy, why are you again? I paid you five hundred spirit stones yesterday."

"Ha, I did make a profit, three hundred coins."

Many monks who had spare spiritual stones in their pockets and were a bit gambling began to place bets.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng had a little more spirit stones than half. It seemed that Ye Feng's repeated victories in the past few days had left a deep impression on this group of people.

Soon, more than 8,000 spiritual stones were invested in the gamble.

As for the fat monk who opened the market, he looked at more and more spiritual stones and felt happy.

No matter who loses or wins, the one who opened the market will never lose...

While he was still excited about this, twenty bright and excellent spirit stones were thrown in front of him.

"Twenty middle-grade spiritual stones are more powerful than Su Xuan."

A medium-grade spiritual stone... Everyone looked at the speaker, wondering who the big dog was, who actually made such a bet.

Twenty middle-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to 200,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and now they are actually thrown out like this.

Everyone looked at this big dog owner one after another, and then they all froze on the spot.

The speaker was a quiet and elegant woman in white. Her facial features were gentle and moving, like a fairy in a painting, but her temperament was extremely cold, giving people a feeling that she could only be seen from a distance but not approachable.

"Leng, Senior Sister Leng." The fat monk in charge of opening the market recognized who it was. He was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said with a bitter face: "You, you have invested too much, and it is difficult for me to solve it. Otherwise you..."

The fat monk was really unsure. He had twenty middle-grade spiritual stones. It would be fine if Su Xuan lost, but if he really won, he wouldn't be able to afford it even if he lost everything.

He lowered his head like a prisoner awaiting the final sentence.

But he didn't wait for any response.

The fat monk slowly raised his round head with an anxious mood, but saw that the female monk in white was not paying attention to him at the moment.

She was looking straight at the arena not far away.

……

"Senior Brother Su, please advise." Ye Feng said coldly, then drew his sword out of its sheath.

What he used was not the original black iron sword, but a long sword that was completely black but glowed with a faint purple light.

The moment the long sword was unsheathed, the sword was covered with a light layer of white frost.

In an instant, the entire arena seemed to be enveloped in extreme cold. Even the monks who were watching the battle from a distance subconsciously wrapped their robes tightly.

"cut."

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and then swung a frost blade nearly ten feet high, slashing straight towards Su Xuan.

Perhaps in order to regain the dignity he lost that day as soon as possible, he didn't hold back at all and just struck with all his strength.

Even a monk who is in the early stage of building a core cannot take my sword, let alone a young monk who is in the late stage of building a foundation... Ye Feng is extremely confident in his heart, and the excitement in his eyes is even more difficult to suppress.

The next moment, several thunderbolts tore apart the frost blade.

(End of this chapter)