Eight Desolate Valkyries

Chapter 470

The gold and silver cards were flipped back and forth with Luo Cheng's nimble five fingers, coupled with the smug smile on the corner of his mouth, making him the focus of the audience instantly.

The probability of winning gold and silver medals at once is very small. Over the past years, no more than five people have been able to do it.

It is conceivable that outside the teahouse, these geniuses from all over the world all cast surprised and envious eyes, and then whispered and discussed.

The one who was most shocked was Li Hu, who didn't realize until this moment that Luo Cheng was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to tease himself.In addition to being angry, he had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself: "The barefoot is still afraid of you wearing shoes?"

"Didn't you say you won't win the gold medal? Back on your word?" Li Hu walked up to him, blasphemy, and seemed to be messing around.

"It's just as easy as it is, and it's not too difficult. If you can't get a single card, you can still bet with me." Luo Cheng was careless, showing complacency, but at the same time, he did not forget to give him a contemptuous look.

Hearing his brash words, the crowd was in an uproar. At the same time, they were curious about the conflict between him and Li Hu, and they kept visiting. People in the restaurant poked their heads out of the windows to watch the excitement.

"Winning a medal is mostly about luck, and the bet between you and me is to give up the gold medal and focus on the silver medal."

That's what he said, but he didn't have a single card, and he didn't feel ashamed. On the contrary, his posture was obviously for disgusting people.

"Then you didn't say a single card?" Luo Cheng asked back.

"The bet has nothing to do with this, but the silver medal." Li Hu said shamelessly.

"It's really shameless. I used to say that I'm a mess, and I'm shameless. If I really belong to someone, I will treat others as someone." Luo Cheng sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense, bet or not, and don't talk nonsense if you don't have the guts." No matter how thick-skinned Li Hu was, under the extreme loss of reason, he couldn't stand it anymore, and cursed out of embarrassment.

Immediately, seeing the people around him pointing and pointing, he turned around and said loudly to everyone: "Everyone, I bet with this person. I gave up the gold medal, fought for the silver medal, and kept it before entering the building."

Hearing this, everyone's reaction was surprisingly flat, and they thought that even so, you didn't get a single card, why do you dare to speak nonsense here, but out of jealousy and envy for Luo Cheng, you didn't make a sound , quietly waiting for the next development of the situation.

"Alright, it's the same anyway, I give up the gold medal."

After pondering for a while, Luo Cheng uttered something that caused an uproar in the audience, and then saw him raise the golden piece of paper, and said, "Who wants it?!"

"I!"

The crowd responded neatly and unanimously. Once you get the gold medal, you can directly enter the teahouse. No matter how you obtain it, this is also one of the attractions of the Tianjian Tea Club, which makes many people with mediocre abilities have expectations.

Luo Cheng hurriedly swept across the crowd, and his eyes fell on an ordinary-looking woman of ordinary realm who was closer.

After being touched by his eyes, the woman vaguely realized something, flattered and excited.

"Give it to you." Luo Cheng handed over the gold medal.

"Thank you, sir, thank you!"

The woman thanked her excitedly, her joy was clear at a glance, and the crowd let out exclamations of regret and envy.

Lingyun and her sister, who also didn't grab the cards over there, were no exception, their eyes were full of envy, especially the tall sister, who was still looking down from the top just now, thinking that Luo Cheng approached her on purpose, but unexpectedly came so A contrast that cannot be accepted.

As the lucky girl, she walked towards the teahouse excitedly. When she approached the door, she glanced back to let her show off. Luo Cheng, who was envied by others, was grateful and couldn't help but think: "If only this person was more beautiful." .”

If Luo Cheng knew what she was thinking, he would have shouted: No matter which world you are in, it is all about face.

Immediately afterwards, the atmosphere was a bit strange. Luo Cheng had a gold medal and a silver medal just now, and those who wanted to use the silver medal to challenge could only hold back. Now that the gold medal is gone, the rest of the people can justifiably challenge.

"I challenge you!"

Li Hu saw that the opportunity was not lost, and immediately shouted, this person is not only arrogant, but also extremely shameless, he doesn't know what shame is, and makes people cast aside.

"Are you sure?" Luo Cheng asked.

"of course."

Li Hu glanced at him, disapproving, with his nostrils upturned, and said brazenly: "You are just lucky, what kind of pretense you are here, let me see who you are."

Seeing that this competition was unavoidable, the people around consciously gave up the space so that the two of them could free up their hands.

"You can use spiritual weapons, but you are not allowed to kill people."

A beautiful female voice came from above the teahouse. The voice was sweet, full of a sense of lightness, and shocked people's spirits. What's rare is that this voice also had a sense of majesty.

Miss Tianjian City? !
Luo Cheng couldn't help thinking, and immediately saw that Li Hu on the opposite side had already taken out a dazzling blue spirit sword, which was neither high nor low, Xuan level seventh rank.Compared with his former opponents, he is really not popular.

Perhaps seeing the disdain on Luo Cheng's face, Li Hu wished he could beat him to the ground.

"Where's your spirit weapon?"

However, Luo Cheng stood there with empty hands and looked relaxed, not looking like he was going to fight at all, which made Li Hu very impatient.

"No need, it's too bullying to use a spirit weapon." Luo Cheng thought that any spirit sword that he casually took out was earth-level. If he took out the obsidian sword, he might be able to defeat it with his eyes closed.

"court death!"

When Li Hu heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward with his sword.

"This person is so strange. He doesn't use a spiritual weapon, and he doesn't have gloves or gloves on his hands. Does he really want to fight with bare hands?"

"Maybe good at legwork, but it's still a disadvantage compared to double-edged swords."

"Look, this man looks quite strong."

The people around were discussing endlessly, and here was Li Hu who was about to come to Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng still didn't move, and looked at this man with a smile. At the same time, a gust of wind blew out from behind him at some point on the field, swept across his shoulders, and formed a torrent towards Li Hu.

Li Hu was stunned, but felt that the gust of wind was unusual, and it became extremely strong in an instant. He felt that it was difficult to take a step, and soon he could not move an inch. The most troublesome thing was that the gust of wind gradually showed its sharpness and cut his skin. and clothing.

At this moment, Li Hu felt something was wrong. When he looked up, Luo Cheng was still looking at him without any movement, and the blast was still strengthening. Yuanguang shrouds the whole body.

But not long after, with a bang, the protective shell of true essence was crushed by the strong wind.

Li Hu seemed to be fished out of the water, sweating profusely, out of breath, kneeling on the ground with weak legs, and the position where he was kneeling was three steps away from Luo Cheng.

(End of this chapter)