square inch kill

Chapter 212 Already Lost!

"Now, am I eligible to gamble with the gambling king?"

Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, at this moment, the gambling king suddenly felt that he was really old. Even with the huge gap between the earth level and the sky level, he could still talk to himself without revealing anything. Not the slightest bit of fear.

He even told himself with his strength that he was qualified to negotiate with him on an equal footing.

"How do you want to bet?" Quietly looking at Fang Cun, after a long time, the gambling king spoke slowly, with an inexplicable taste in his eyes.

"It's very simple. There is still half a month before the opening of the ancient killing field." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun said softly, "Within half a month, I will personally behead a strong man of the heaven rank. I can't do it." , even if I lose."

Even though he had repeatedly overestimated Fangcun in his heart, when he said this, the gambling king still showed a hint of disbelief indescribably.

As a strong man of the heaven rank, he is very aware of the gap between the rank of the earth and the rank of the sky. Even the most talented man of the rank of the earth should never try to kill the rank of the sky. This is almost an iron law of death.

Even though Fang Cun has shown such a strong posture now, at most he is barely dealing with the heavenly powerhouse, and wanting to kill the heavenly powerhouse is no different from the Arabian Nights.

As soon as the thought turned in his mind, Du Wang seemed to think of something, but before he could say it, Fang Cun seemed to read his mind, and said softly, "Don't worry, I don't use the Emperor Sword."

"!!!"

At this moment, the gambling king was really shocked by Fang Cun. He didn't need the power of the emperor's sword to kill the heavenly powerhouse?How is this possible? !
"What's the bet?" He didn't rush to answer, after a moment of silence, the gambling king asked softly.

"If I can't do it, not only will I offer the antidote with both hands, but from now on, I will never ask my disciple to do anything again. I have never gambled with him before." Looking at the gambling king, Fang Cun said indifferently , "If I do it by chance, there is only one request, the gambling king, you must not reveal a word about today's events, and you must not ask me what I want my disciple to do."

This is the real reason why Fang Cun didn't leave just now. Only by blocking the mouth of the gambling king can the next plan proceed, otherwise, what awaits him will only be troubles one after another.

"It's fair, I'll bet with you." After pondering for a moment, the gambling king nodded slowly.

Not to mention that the bet itself is a big advantage for him, even if he suffers a little loss, it must be a bet, otherwise, wouldn't it be true that he didn't take Li Dongsheng to heart at all?

Now, there will be an irreparable rift between master and apprentice.

Although before, the gambling king swore that when Li Dongsheng lost, he was already dead, but in fact, he also valued this only disciple very much.As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, naturally he does not want to seriously abandon it.

This gamble itself is a trick, unless he has already planned to completely sever the relationship with this disciple, otherwise, as soon as Fang Cun's words are uttered, he has no choice but to gamble.

As for whether to leak today's events, it is actually not a big problem for the gambling king.

At his level, he naturally wouldn't take the so-called bounty for information about square inches in his eyes, and the one in the picture is nothing more than the Emperor Sword.

Now that Fang Cun has demonstrated the ability to make him feel troublesome, he has almost cut off his idea of ​​fighting for the Emperor Sword.In this way, it is not important to him whether to tell the news of Fangcun or not.

"In that case, this junior will take my leave." Naturally, he moved the corner of his mouth, stepped on Fang Cun's foot, and used the Xing Zi Jue to the limit. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the gambling king's sight.

This is undoubtedly a gesture, telling the gambling king with this terrifying speed that even he will find it difficult to keep himself.

It wasn't until Fang Cun completely left that Du Wang sighed, and then sat down on the chair next to him.

"Master... are you sure you can win this bet?"

After looking at the gambling king for a long time, Li Dongsheng asked softly.

The matter has come to this point, but he has calmed down instead, left and right are just arguing with Fang Cun, the worst result is nothing more than death, what else can be lost?

"If it was you, are you sure?" The gambling king didn't answer, but asked softly.

That's right, it doesn't really matter who plays this bet, the only difference lies in the size.

However, for Fang Cun, neither he nor the king of gambling can see clearly.

"If it was someone else, I thought there was a [-]% chance of winning, but... if it was him, I don't know why, but I have another intuition that we might lose." With a wry smile, Li Dongsheng himself didn't know why he was so frustrated if.

Maybe he was affected by his previous defeat, maybe he was overwhelmed by Fang Cun's mysterious temperament, or maybe it was a combination of both. In short, at this moment, for some reason, he had lost the confidence to win.

"Actually, we have already lost." With a sigh, the gambling king shook his head and said, "If he wins, then, even if there is no bet, I will not disclose his news, because since he has killed the sky rank The strength of the strong will also have the strength to threaten me."

After a pause, the gambling king continued, "On the contrary, even if he can't do it, he has already delayed the time until the ancient killing field is opened. At that time, whether I say it or not, it doesn't make much sense."

He loves to gamble all his life, and the gambler can see these things clearly, and it is impossible for him to be fooled.

"In this case, why did Master agree to him?" Hearing this, Li Dongsheng became even more puzzled. Now that he has seen through all this, wouldn't it be easier to refuse?
"And then?" Looking quietly at Li Dongsheng, the gambling king asked softly.

For a moment, Li Dongsheng couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and finally realized it, yes, and then what?

Fang Cun has already shown enough strength, even if it is not enough to truly compete with the heavenly powerhouse, I am afraid that the gambling king will not be able to keep him at all!Don't forget, he still has the Emperor Sword in his hand, which is an artifact that can really turn the world around!

If you refuse at this time, what will be the result?
It is nothing more than forcing Fang Cun to kill himself first, and then get away, and it will also make the gambling king forge a death feud with him.

Don't forget the gamble. According to the gambling game, Fang Cun may have the strength to kill a heaven-ranked strongman. Once a death feud is formed, the heavenly-ranked strongman he wants to kill may become the gambling king .

Even if the possibility of his success is very small, he can't ignore the possibility, can he?

Gambling, I still have a ray of life, and there is actually no loss in winning or losing.

If you don't gamble, you will die immediately, and it will also bring endless troubles and troubles to the gambling king.

Going one step further, if the gambler really refuses, won't I really have a grudge against the master in my heart?

At this moment, Li Dongsheng really understood that the gamble had long been too much to refuse.

At this moment, for Fang Cun, Li Dongsheng really felt a sense of jealousy, it was a bone-chilling chill!What kind of terrific scheming and reaction does it take to set up such a terrifying layout in such a short period of time?

The most important thing is... other than that, can he really kill the heavenly powerhouse?

If, at the end of this gamble, he really fulfilled his promise and leapfrogged and beheaded the heavenly power... Who would dare to be an enemy of such an enemy?

At this moment, Li Dongsheng suddenly realized how naive he was to spy on the Emperor Sword.

Only such a person is qualified to own the once powerful Emperor Sword, right?

The game has been laid out, and now I have been unavoidably caught in it, but the only thing I can do now is to watch him perform quietly.

.........

The drizzle was hazy, and the sky and the earth seemed to be covered with a thin layer of tulle.

Holding the emperor sword, walking quietly on the street, the corners of Fangcun's mouth unconsciously evoked a faint arc, looking at the noisy crowd on the street, but unconsciously felt a sense of separation.

Unconsciously, I seem to have broken away from the category of ordinary people.

Seeing a familiar figure from a distance, Fang Cun's heart moved slightly, and he followed him quietly.

Of course, the square inch at this time has already changed into an ordinary appearance, and combined with the concealment of the aura by the Emperor Sword, there is no possibility that anyone will recognize him.

"Shopkeeper, please give me a clean upper room."

Putting his palms together, Huiyan spoke softly, without a trace of fireworks on his body, and wearing the simple monk's clothes, from the outside, he was indeed no different from an ordinary monk.

"Okay." Smiling, the shopkeeper nodded kindly, "There are tables over there, why don't you take a rest first?"

"Thank you." Huiyan bowed and saluted, then smiled and thanked her, and sat down at the table next to her.

Although the drizzle was not heavy, it had already wet the monk's clothes on his body. Naturally, Huiyan was not afraid of this coldness, but like ordinary people, he asked the shopkeeper for a towel to gently wipe off the rain on his forehead.

"Little master, look at you, you are not from our Qingzhou, right?" After accepting the money, Xiaoer poured tea for Huiyan with a smile, and chatted casually.

"I just arrived in Qingzhou Mansion." With Huiyan's strength, there is no need to care about ordinary people, but Huiyan still has no airs, talking to Xiao Er with a smile, not showing any boredom.

Sitting in a corner, watching Huiyan act like this, even if he is a square inch, he has to admire him. Apart from other things, such a monk is indeed worthy of respect.

As if he suddenly thought of something, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Cun's mouth, and he walked towards Huiyan swaggeringly, "Little Master, my next heart is for Buddha. I have a destiny today. I don't know if I'm lucky. Please treat Little Master to a vegetarian meal?"

The clean long gown was a bit old, but his face was full of sincerity without the slightest affectation. Although there was a saber hanging from his waist, it was obvious at a glance that it was just for decoration and not worth much.

The breath seems to be just an ordinary innate talent, although it is not bad among ordinary people, but it is not enough to make Huiyan have any thoughts.

"Amitabha, since this is the case, I would like to thank the benefactor."

PS: Some Carvins!
I'm still sick, alas, I've been sick for half a month, but these days it suddenly became serious again, so depressing!

In addition, Fangcun's traditional Chinese version was published, and it will be officially listed on October 10th, which is the day after tomorrow.

Brothers and sisters from Taiwan, please support me! :)

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