Chapter 85

When the maid miss a Lian saw her, she looked at the ordinary young man in front of her.

Until this moment, she finally had a little interest in the young Zhang Heng in front of her.

But she still doesn't believe that the other party can really predict in advance, and the time is so accurate to predict the victory or defeat of both sides, including the precise time for them to decide the victory or defeat.

At this time, two more people boarded the platform.

This time, it was two men.

One was a young man with a blue face. The young man was dressed in black and held a stick shaped yuan soldier in his hand.

The other is an excellent middle-aged man with a green jade hairpin on his head, no wrinkles on his face, and a royal blue shirt is obviously valuable. The middle-aged man ate a folding fan in his right hand.

It seems that the folding fan is made of metal, and the landscape is etched on it, which is lifelike. Even if we don't consider the value of the folding fan as a yuan soldier, the landscape map on the mountain must be valuable in the eyes of experts.

Seeing the two on the stage, the little sister of maid Allen immediately looked at Zhang Heng and asked, "who will lose and who will win this time?"

After hearing this, Zhang Heng was stunned. He smiled and answered, "didn't you say that judging the outcome of the duel between the two depends on experience, vision and so on?"

"Now there is no duel between them. My experience and vision are not useful. For the time being, I really can't judge the victory or defeat of these two people."

"If someone can guess the result now, there are only two situations. One is that someone is manipulating the duel, and the other is just a ghost."

After hearing this, maid a Lian's face turned a little red. Now she wants others to guess whether to win or lose. It's really difficult for people. What's more, she said the way to guess whether to win or lose.

Thinking of this, maid a Lian knew she was wrong and had to watch it quietly.

Until the two people on the stage had fought for half an hour, the maid ah Lian saw that at this time, the young man on the stage had been forced by the middle-aged man and was obviously about to lose, she said, "this time, you don't need to guess. I know it must be the young man who lost?"

As soon as the little sister of maid a Lian finished speaking, she heard Zhang Heng's voice ring faintly: "that's not necessarily."

Maid a Lian was not satisfied when she heard this. Suddenly her eyes turned and she had an idea. She immediately said, "listen to what you mean, do you think it's the boy who won?"

Then, without waiting for Zhang Heng to speak, maid a Lian said again, "since you are so sure that the boy will win, why don't we gamble? I have ten bottles of Yiqi Pills here. You guessed right, they belong to you. If you guessed wrong, you'll compensate me for the bottle of Yiqi Pills."

Zhang Heng listened to the maid a Lian's words, but he didn't promise. Instead, he smiled, shook his head and said, "how can ten bottles be enough? If you want to bet, bet a little more."

Then Zhang Heng turned to elder martial brother Liang and said, "elder martial brother Liang, how many Qi pills you have now, lend them all to me. If you win later, we'll share them equally."

Elder martial brother Liang didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "I have 50 bottles of Yiqi Pills here. You can use them."

"If we win, we'll share equally. If we lose, I don't want you to compensate."

After negotiating with elder martial brother Liang, Zhang Heng immediately turned around again and looked at little sister Lian, "Fifty bottles of Yiqi Pills, do you want to bet?"

"If you want to bet, you'd better make a decision quickly."

The gambling was first put forward by ah Lian. Now the other party has increased the bet. She naturally doesn't shrink back, so she immediately said without hesitation: "of course I want to bet!"

Then he remembered what he had just said, looked at Zhang Heng with some doubts and asked, "what did you mean? Why, if I want to gamble, I have to make a decision quickly?"

After listening to the maid a Lian's words, Zhang Heng immediately smiled and said, "I let you make a quick decision because the victory or defeat will be announced soon... Um, no... it has been announced now."

Before Zhang Heng's voice fell, he saw the young man who was already in danger and was passively beaten. Seeing the middle-aged man attacking with a folding fan, suddenly his vitality burst out. This surging vitality instantly exceeded the sum of the vitality of the middle-aged opposite.

Then the young man hit the stick like the wind. The middle-aged man didn't have time to deal with the other person's sudden rapid speed. His right arm was compared and retracted. He was directly broken by the long stick in the young man's hand. Even the folding fan in the middle-aged man's hand could no longer hold it. He ran out and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man was shocked and wanted to retreat in a hurry, but he had just raised his right foot, "a crack came to his face, and the long stick in the boy's hand had fallen suddenly on his chest with the sound of the wind."

When the middle-aged man was hit in the chest, he was suddenly shocked and puffed out a mouthful of blood. The whole man was instantly hit and flew out, lying on his back on the ground, struggling with his hands several times. He wanted to stand up, but it was difficult to do it again.

At this point, the young man completely defeated the middle-aged man.

Seeing that the young man turned defeat into victory, the people around clapped their hands and cheered. Zhang Heng couldn't help slapping a few times. Instead of congratulating the youth on the stage, he was glad that he had another twenty bottles of Yiqi Pills that could be used to practice.

On one side, the maid, little sister a Lian, saw Zhang Heng confirm his own inference again. The teenager beat the middle-aged man with great momentum.

Ah Lian looked at Zhang Heng's eyes and had changed a lot.

She almost believed that the young man in front of him could really predict the victory or defeat of the two sides in advance, and he could infer the specific time of the victory or defeat of the two sides with great accuracy.

This ability seems to be a little powerful. Do you have it!

Miss Allen looked strangely at the ordinary young man in front of her, just like looking at an unfathomable monster.

What she doesn't know is that this ability was only recently discovered by Zhang Heng.

This ability seems miraculous. It's like prophecy. It can predict what will happen in the future.

In fact, it is not so mysterious, weird and powerful.

This ability is a special ability obtained by Zhang hen through his perception of "potential" these days.

He has only just begun to understand "potential".

But even if he has just started, the benefits he can bring are subversive.

Understanding the "potential" not only makes Zhang Heng have a more accurate grasp of his realm, unique knowledge and physique, but also enables him to integrate all his combat effectiveness and give full play to his strongest combat effectiveness in the battle.

Moreover, Zhang Heng found that his own five senses became sharp and abnormal in an instant. He could even make a preliminary judgment on the enemy's combat effectiveness by sensing the heartbeat, vitality and movement of people nearby.

When the other party is in a combat state, Zhang Heng's perception ability obtains a more accurate judgment of combat effectiveness by analyzing the other party's unique learning, vitality fluctuation, body method and so on.

Zhang Heng's judgment on combat effectiveness may sometimes have exceeded his opponent's own judgment.

Under the blessing of potential, the slightest change of the two sides in the duel can not escape Zhang Heng's insight into the five senses.

Any brave person who wants to start the final duel can not immediately stimulate the vitality in his own body, and the flow of vitality in the human body is as obvious as a burning torch.

It is impossible to escape Zhang Heng's attention.

The reason why ah Lian doesn't know is that the "potential" is mysterious. Even the brave in the chakra realm can only achieve a few.

In this way, miss a Lian came to gamble with him about the victory or defeat of both sides. She simply came to give him money for nothing. Zhang Heng is now struggling to find spiritual resources. How could he miss such a good thing.

Then, without hesitation, miss a Lian took out 50 bottles of Yiqi pill and transferred it to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng counted out twenty-five bottles and handed them to senior brother Liang Peng.

Elder martial brother Liang Peng came back with more than 20 bottles of Qi tonic pills in the twinkling of an eye. He couldn't help looking at little sister Allen and said, "this boy is just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse. He's lucky. Don't believe he's evil. Gamble with him again. I don't believe he can guess the end of this game!"

After listening to elder martial brother Liang Peng's words, Miss Lian turned her face, looked at elder martial brother Liang Peng for a moment, then gave him a big white eye, and then speechless said, "the last time I was cheated, I had a narrow vision. I don't know there are many monsters in the world. I was stupid myself."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

After hearing what little sister Allen said, elder martial brother Liang Peng felt the back of his head in embarrassment. When he didn't hear what little sister Allen said, he turned and continued to look at the direction of the battle platform.

On the platform, another duel had begun, but Zhang Heng yawned bored and pointed to one of the two on the stage: "if I guess well, this time, the winner is the old woman with an embroidery needle in her hand."

"Without ten moves, I'm afraid its opponents will suffer."

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, Miss Lian didn't bother to refute, but the light in her eyes suddenly opened her mouth and said, "what you said is so powerful? I don't know if it's so powerful in actual combat?"

"I think you're bored. Do you want me to arrange for you to play a few games with people yourself?"

After listening, Zhang Heng clearly knew that the other party's words implied the meaning of exciting generals. But he still smiled and said, "well, it's hard for miss a Lian."

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, Lian's little sister was also a forthright person. She immediately took them to report.

When he reached the exit of the circular hall, Zhang Heng suddenly said, "ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three,..."

He was impressively counting down.

The little sister ah Lian and senior brother miangeng looked at each other, and their faces looked puzzled.

Just then, Zhang Heng's last number "zero" had just spit out.

At the moment of the zero spit exit in Zhang Heng's mouth, a sad scream came from the battle platform behind him. Little sister a Lian and senior brother Liang Peng turned around and just saw the old woman take back her needle shaped yuan soldier. Her yuan soldier was prominently covered with blood stains.

The old woman's opponent was lying on the ground, wailing miserably and covering her eyes with trembling.

In the gap between the fingers of the man's hands, blood was flowing out.

Obviously, the man's eyes had been blinded by the needle shaped yuan soldier in the old woman's hand.