Surge of Cultivation

"This round... "We lost again..."

"What a bad idea today! He had lost another 10 million! I didn't expect that the guy called Ye Qingdi was actually a master in disguise! "

In the VIP room, Linghu Xiaoyao and Shi Zhongdao were both martial artists, and they had very good eyes as they watched the two fight against each other for a few rounds. Even though Ye Qingdi hadn't made a move yet, judging from the speed of his movement, they could tell that if he wanted to win against the bald man, it would be as easy as flipping his palm.

Linghu Xiao Yao and Shi Zhong Dao didn't doubt it at all. As long as Ye Qingdi was willing to help, he would definitely be able to defeat the bald man within ten rounds. But why didn't he do so? Did he really like playing cat and mouse?

"I really don't understand. Since that kid's strength has reached the level of a fifth-grade Star, why don't you take down your opponent? Why didn't he go and challenge someone stronger than him? After a fist like that, the prize money will be even more! " He had bet with Ye Yi and won another ten million federal coins, but there was no sign of excitement on his face, as if ten million wasn't enough to arouse his interest.

Ye Yi drank a mouthful of coffee, then stared at Ye Qingdi who was on the stage, and thoughtfully said, "If he doesn't quickly defeat his opponent … …" I think it was because he didn't want to reveal his true strength; as for why he didn't go and challenge someone with a higher cultivation realm … Perhaps he didn't have enough confidence or confidence to beat his opponent, or perhaps it was the first time he had fought in a black fight and wasn't familiar with some of the rules. Of course, it didn't mean that he was a psychopath who preferred to abuse his opponent as a source of his happiness. He was currently in need of money. If he could easily win a few rounds of 'Black Fists', he could take away several tens of thousands of federal coins. "For a poor person to earn tens of thousands of yuan in a single day, this is indeed quite a large amount of income …"

Chang Qian looked at the clothes on Ye Qingdi's body, nodded and said, "It looks like he really lacks money." The clothes he wore didn't even cost three hundred federal coins, right? Even if he was a beggar, if he washed his clothes clean, it would not be worse than his clothes, right? It's so f * cking shabby! "

If Ye Qingdi, who was on the stage, heard Chang Qian's words, he would have surely rolled his eyes, saying that he had no vision at all, because the clothes Ye Qingdi wore, in addition to the underpants, shoes and socks he was wearing, he had only spent a total of ninety-nine yuan.

When Shi Zhongdao heard Ye Yi and Chang Qian talk about the "poor", his tone was filled with contempt, contempt, and disdain. He couldn't help but sneer and say, "What happened to the poor? What could the four of us be more proud of than the poor, besides the fact that we were born into a rich family? That Ye Qingdi might look poor right now, but who would dare to say that in a few years, his achievements will not be any higher than the four of us? "Hmph, I hate those who look down on the poor the most. They think they are superior. Does he have an extra head compared to the poor?"

Chang Qian raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Shi Chong Dao, what do you mean by that?"

"I don't mean anything!"

"Forget it!" This old man will not lower himself to the same level as a mad dog who bites with his mouth! "

"Each of us!" "We'll do it together!"

"You …"

"What's wrong with me?"

Seeing the two of them slapping the table and getting up, Ye Yi and Linghu Xiaoyao glared angrily. They immediately spoke up and began to act as "peacemakers."

Sparks flew silently in the VIP room, and the battle in the arena outside also became more intense.

He knew that he did not have enough strength left, so he did not continue to retreat. He released an aura that was slightly stronger than the bald man's, and started to suppress him, at the same time, he also threw out a violent counterattack with his fists and kicks. He countered the bald man's attack with force, and in just a moment, he had completely suppressed the bald man's aura.

The cheering for the bald man suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, there was a rare silence in the stadium. After a while, a dozen or so people who had placed their money on Ye Qingdi excitedly jumped up from their seats, and burst into cheers, of which, Qian San was without a doubt the most excited one.

If Ye Qingdi won this battle, then according to the odds, he would be able to invest 20,000 yuan and return at least 80,000 yuan. In other words, in a short period of time, he would be able to earn a net profit of 60,000 yuan.

"Ye Qingdi, you can do it!"

"Ye Qingdi, defeat him!"

"Kill him!"

Including Qian San, only a dozen of the audience members shouted loudly. They wished that they could channel all of their power into Ye Qingdi to defeat the bald man in one go.

As Qian San and the others encouraged him, his figure suddenly flashed forward and rushed between the fists of the bald man like lightning. He took the opportunity to grab his right arm and with a "Heh" sound, a "Buddhist Sect's Monument Throwing Hand" heavily threw his body, which weighed a hundred and sixty kilograms.

When Ye Qingdi made his move, he had already calculated his strength. He would not be able to heavily injure the bald man, and it would also prevent him from being able to stand up within the ten seconds countdown.

The bald man struggled for a while, trying his best to stand up. However, his entire body was in pain, and golden stars were flashing in front of his eyes. In the end, he was unable to stand up within ten seconds, and lost the right to continue fighting.

After the ten seconds of countdown, the fight had finally ended. With Ye Qingdi's complete victory, the bald man finally stood up with all his might and looked at Ye Qingdi, then walked off the stage with a face full of shame amidst the curses from the audience.

"Ye Qingdi, good fight!" You win! Well done! " Qian San rushed to the edge of the arena and shouted excitedly.

"Third Uncle Qian, how much money did you earn?" Ye Qingdi approached him and asked with a smile on his face.

Qian San stretched out his six fingers and said, "Sixty thousand!" "Ye Qingdi, tell me your account. I will transfer the money you earned to half of your account!"

Ye Qingdi shook his head, "No need, I can continue to earn more! Uncle Qian, you still have injuries on your body. It's better for you to go home and rest. In the future … Don't ever come back for black boxing. This business is too dangerous! As long as he could share the glory of life with his family and stay together for a long time, living in peace and happiness with them, what was a bit of poverty to him? Being poor has its own happiness, but being miserable can also be fun! If a family member was missing, no matter how rich they were, how happy would they be! "Anyway, that's what I thought myself …"

"I know! I will listen to you and leave! "Little brother Emperor Qing, thank you so much for today. If I have the chance in the future, I hope that we can meet again …" Tears appeared in Qian San's eyes as he lowered his head to wipe them away. Then, he cupped his hands towards Ye Qingdi before turning around and walking away. He did not look back at all.

Ye Qingdi once again stood at the center of the arena, waving his hands towards the audience to show his respect. Since he did not enter the arena, it meant that he would continue to fight, and was waiting for his next opponent to come up.

After winning the first round, Ye Qingdi knew that there should be an additional ten thousand federal coins in his account, which was given to him directly by the Xingyu Club.

That is to say, Ye Qingdi could then play another four matches. If he won each match, then he would be able to earn at least 50,000 federal coins today, and if he used his identity as a level 6 star warrior to challenge a level 5 star warrior, then as long as he won, the reward he would double.

Very soon, Ye Qingdi's next opponent stood on the stage. This person was around forty years old with thick eyebrows and leopard eyes. He was about the same height as Tie Ta, but he looked even more majestic than Tie Ta. His sparse hair was slightly yellow and curled up like a bunch of weeds on the yellow ground.

As soon as the curly haired man entered the stage, the aura he emitted enveloped Ye Qingdi, as if he wanted to give Ye Qingdi a show of strength.

Ye Qingdi could feel that this curly haired man was slightly stronger than the bald man, but he was still far from being his opponent.

The audience below the stage started to place their bets once again, but this time they were much more cautious. Because Ye Qingdi had won the last match, the audience already had a good understanding of his strength, so in this fight, the bet had been for 50/50. Half of them had bet on the curly-haired man and half had bet on Ye Qingdi.

As in the previous fights, the betters started to add fuel to their targets before the match even started.

In the VIP room far away, "Fourth Young Master" did not place any more bets this time, because they already knew the general strength of Ye Qingdi. As long as Ye Qingdi's opponent was a sixth grade Star warrior, he would lose without a doubt.

Next, they could only hope that Ye Qingdi would challenge the club to a higher level. At that time, they could continue gambling with each other.

As the 'Fourth Young Master' expected, Ye Qingdi continued to fight for three more rounds. As his opponent's strength was not at the level of a level five star warrior, after three more 'hard fights', Ye Qingdi was the winner and stayed on the stage.

In the first two rounds, there were still many people betting on the victory of Ye Qingdi, but in the third round, more than half of the spectators had already given their money to Ye Qingdi, and he did not let them down.

When it came to the fifth match, he seemed to be stimulated by the first four consecutive victories, and perhaps he felt that it was too slow to earn money like this. Ye Qingdi finally made the request to Star Yu Club to challenge him to a higher level, and this was the last battle he could fight today.

When Ye Qingdi made this request, not only did the entire audience burst into an uproar, even the "Fourth Young Master" sitting in the VIP room became excited.