Beyond Fury Upgrade

Chapter 233 Murong Liu changed the note

"Duigong will get better and better, I promise."

"Don't worry, I will definitely join Duigong."

This is what Tang Yi once said.

If he hadn't just seen the scene where Tang Yi killed a level four monster with his bare hands, Fang Qingyang would definitely not have invested his savings in an area he was unsure of.

but……

Fang Qingyang saw the way Tang Yi showed off his power just now and killed the fourth-level monster with one palm. For some reason, there was a voice in his heart telling him that this candidate named Tang Yi, this candidate who is willing to enter Dui Palace, will definitely Able to lead the North District to achieve the best results in this entrance examination.

Moreover, he had a vague guess in his mind... Could Tang Yi be...

Fang Qingyang knew very well when Tang Yi and his party entered the Eighth Palace Deer War Hall and when they left the Eighth Palace Deer War Hall.

This time is very consistent with the candidate who entered the ranking list with the temporary number 59416.

In other words, there is a great chance that Tang Yi is the temporary number 59416!

If he hadn't seen Tang Yi's strength just now, Fang Qingyang would not have made this guess. Now that he saw Tang Yi's strength, he had to connect Tang Yi with the 59416 candidate.

This is one of the reasons why Fang Qingyang dared to place a bet in the North District!
  "An unexpected surprise? Qingyang, why did you say this? Did you get some news?"

Murong Liu looked at Fang Qingyang doubtfully, and then turned to look at the examiners and persons in charge in the North District, feeling extremely confused in his heart.

Are these people just betting because they have hot heads?

You don’t have to put your own net worth into a show, right?
  Forget about these people in the North District. At this moment, even Fang Qingyang, whom he was most familiar with, had placed a bet on the North District. This made Murong Liu a little confused.

You know, Fang Qingyang is usually the most stable and will not do anything that makes his head hot, let alone use his cultivation resources indiscriminately.

If he is not sure, how can he go to an area that is not expected at all?
  Therefore, he must have gotten some inside information and knew the situation of the candidates in the North District this time, so he dared to place such a bet!
  When the others heard what Murong Liu said, they also looked at Fang Qingyang, curious to know if this was the case.

However, Fang Qingyang was stunned for a moment and replied: "News? What news? I don't have any news."

"No news? Then why did you place a bet on the North District?" Murong Liu asked doubtfully.

"I just have a feeling, and this feeling tells me that this time the North District candidates will definitely get good results." Fang Qingyang replied with a smile.

"a feeling?"

When everyone heard this, they all rolled their eyes.

If this was not the martial arts world, but the earth world where Tang Yi lived, everyone might have to use the word "cut" to express their feelings at the moment.

A feeling tells you that candidates from the North District will have good results?
  Do you think you are a divine fortune teller or a reincarnation of a god?

Or can you predict the future?
  That’s so fucking ridiculous.

But Murong Liu didn't think so. At this moment, he felt more and more that something was fishy.

With Fang Qingyang's careful mind and calm personality, he would actually use his cultivation resources to buy an area that no one is optimistic about just based on a feeling?

This is completely impossible. "Qingyang, how is my relationship with you?" Murong Liu suddenly asked Fang Qingyang without any beginning or end.

"We have been friends for decades, why do you ask?" Fang Qingyang said.

Fang Qingyang and Murong Liu were both disciples of the same class. They entered the West Mansion together, entered the Inner Mansion together, and then became stewards of the Duigong Palace in the Outer Mansion together. They had a friendship for decades.

It's just that Murong Liu's talent was stronger, so he became the master of Duigong, while Fang Qingyang was a little less talented, so he took the position of Duigong elder.

However, the two of them didn't care. They still regarded each other as friends and their relationship was very good.

"Since we have been friends for decades, tell me secretly, did you get any special information from the person in charge of the North District or the examiner?"

Murong Liu listened to Fang Qingyang's ear. This time he did not ask openly, but secretly, without attracting anyone's attention.

When Fang Qingyang said 'a feeling', everyone stopped paying attention to Fang Qingyang.

Murong Liu thought that based on their relationship, if Fang Qingyang knew about it, he would probably tell him that the reason why he didn't say anything just now was because there were too many people.

But when Fang Qingyang heard this, he shook his head and said: "No. There is no news, I don't know anything."

"I'm still here without you?" Murong Liu didn't believe it.

"You can't place the bet without me?" Fang Qingyang asked back, and then said: "Okay, don't ask me, haven't you already placed the bet? There's no point in asking, I just picked the one I thought I could win. It’s just in the area, don’t ask.”

"I...you...hum! You're so stingy, you won't say anything if you don't want to!"

After hearing Fang Qingyang's answer, Murong Liu snorted coldly, feeling that Fang Qingyang must have known something, but he just didn't tell him.

After concluding this situation, Murong Liu became more and more restless as he thought about it.

Murong Liu's bet was not small, it was worth six drops of holy fluid. This was a huge fortune, how could he not take it seriously?
  Although it is normal to win or lose when betting on something like He has achieved excellent results in the Central Committee of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. It is strange that he can calm down after knowing these circumstances.

But no matter how anxious and worried Murong Liu was, if Fang Qingyang didn't say anything, what could he do?
  After thinking about the battle between heaven and man in his heart for a long time, Murong Liuyi gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

He walked up to Gong Liansheng and said with an apologetic expression: "Envoy Gong, I don't know if this bet can be changed."

After holding back these words, Murong Liu had already forced himself and bit the bullet.

Changing the bet is a very shameless thing to do.

However, compared to being shameless, training resources are more precious.

You can't know that you are bound to lose, and you have to watch your own cultivation resources become someone else's, right?
  So Murong Liu came to Gong Liansheng, hoping to change the bet.

"Oh? Master Mu, how do you want to change it?" Gonglian Sheng said in surprise.

"I want to change my bet on the East District to the North District. I don't know if that's possible..." Murong Liu said shamelessly.

"Change it to the North District? The entrance exam has just begun. It can be changed, but why change it to the North District? You must know that you are entering the East District, which is the area with the best chance of winning, and everyone in the North District is not very good. Look, are you sure you want to change to the North District?"

Hearing that Murong Liu wanted to change the bet to the North District, Gong Liansheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked Murong Liu doubtfully.

(End of this chapter)