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"A battle bet?" "You have a good plan!" Zhao Yiming's brows furrowed as he sneered in his heart. Although a sixth stage early stage Yang Fan was strong, it was rare for the disciples of the Kaiyang Faction to be his match, but compared to one of the three outstanding disciples, Qin Feng, there was still a big gap. If he agreed to this bet, he would definitely not be able to win at all.

Just when Zhao Yiming had organized his speech and was prepared to reject, Chen Jianhua once again opened his mouth, "Thinking back to back then, how heroic and heroic Master Zhao was, who would have thought that he would not even dare to accept this small bet. This is so painful! " As he said that, he shook his head. From time to time, he would cover his chest with his hands with a look of heartache, "Forget it!" Forget it! Just take it as if I didn't say anything, and then, the bet will be over! "

"Brother Chen, please wait. I will accept this bet!"

Even if he knew that he had lost, he would not allow Chen Jianhua to act arrogantly above him!

"Good!" Good! Good! This is the Master Zhao that I know! " Chen Jianhua squinted his eyes, a proud look flashed past his face as he said, "Since this is a wager, then there should be a wager..."

"He's here!" Zhao Yiming's heart sank, he knew that this gamble would not be so simple.

"Brother Chen, how about this, we'll just casually take out ten spirit stones to play with!"

's words were light, and he took out ten spirit stones to play with, but the reality was not that simple. Spirit Stones — — The crystallization of the nature's spirit energy was an essential part of the cultivation for high level Warrior, and was also a currency used by high level Warrior s. For a third tier Miscellaneous Peak master like him, even giving him a spirit stone every year was already considered his limit, and adding in the other income, three spirit stones a year was already a huge amount.

"Master Zhao, as the head of a mountain, ten mere spirit stones should not be much, right?"

"Good!" Ten spirit stones is ten spirit stones! "

Zhao Yiming's heart was bleeding, but he still clenched his teeth and agreed. Losing was not losing, since things had gotten to this point, he could no longer go back on his words!

"Good!" If Master Zhao is magnanimous, then it's a promise! " Chen Jianhua praised, but in his heart, a hint of pride flashed past.

Looking at Chen Jianhua who was walking away, Zhao Yiming who had calmed down immediately regretted it. He had truly been possessed, how could he have agreed to this bet, with Qin Feng here, I simply had no chance at all of winning this bet. Ten spirit stones, that was more than half of my savings!

"Junior Brother Yang, from now on, I will be relying on you, as long as I can win against Qin Feng, I will not treat you unfairly!" Zhao Yiming's gaze turned as he looked at Yang Fan and said solemnly. The bet had already been set, and any regrets would be in vain. He could only hope that Yang Fan could create another miracle.

"One of the three, Qin Feng?" Out of the corner of his eyes, Yang Fan who was like a crane among a flock of chickens, seriously said, "Master, I will do my best!"

Without making things clear, one of the three elites, Qin Feng, was not someone to be trifled with. Even Sima Yun and Leng Rushuang, who were equally famous, did not dare say that they could win against Qin Feng!

"Junior Brother Yang, just do your best!" Zhao Yiming nodded his head lightly, he did not say that he wanted Yang Fan to definitely win against Jade Sun Peak, he understood in his heart that with Yang Fan's strength, there was a high possibility of him competing for the top ten positions.

The difference of one level between a Eighth Grade Bloodline and a ninth level Bloodline was like the difference between the clouds and earth. Any Eighth Grade Bloodline would have a strength five times that of a ninth level Bloodline Cultivator.

On the other side, Chen Jianhua quickly strode forward. After walking for more than thirty meters, he smiled faintly at Qin Feng, who seemed like a star shining in the starry sky, which had attracted everyone's gazes. "Junior Brother Qin, it's all up to you now!"

Qin Feng was no ordinary worker, but the number one genius of Jade Sun Peak. In the future, he was destined to condense spirit bones and become a top genius of Bone Forging stage, surpassing him. However, it was only a matter of time before he would have to rely on Qin Feng.

Hearing that, Qin Feng did not say much, but casually swept a glance at Yang Fan, a deep look of disdain swept past his black eyes, as though he thought that someone with the same cultivation as him could challenge him? How naive!

The next moment...

Qin Feng's eyes turned and looked at Leng Rushuang and Sima Yun. Amongst the thousands of service disciples present, there were only these two who could be Qin Feng's opponent.

Very quickly, an hour had passed, and the hundred over Miscellaneous Peak disciples of Mizar Peak had arrived one after another, there were almost two thousand of them, and below the mountain peak, there were layers upon layers of people. There was a sea of people, yet Zhao Yiming, Chen Jianhua and the other Peak Masters had already left the stage one after another, retreating to the side!

At this moment …

"Are the service disciples of the various peaks here yet?" A voice that could be considered great came from the sky.

In that moment, at the foot of the mountain, including Yang Fan, all the thousands of service disciples felt a powerful Spiritual Strength being released, which seemed to have enveloped the entire area of several kilometers.

Yang Fan could not help but raise his head to look, and was instantly shocked to the extreme.

He saw a middle-aged man in his forties flying over from the sky. He wore a white robe that fluttered like clouds, and the aura on his body was unfathomable. There was traces of him returning to his true self from head to toe. His steps were very calm and unhurried, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. However, his steps were steady, slow, and dignified. The sky and the earth were suddenly filled with a great pressure that made it hard to breathe.

"Yu …" Walking on air, this... This was a terrifying Bone Forging Stage Martial Master … It was really too terrifying. This person's spirit was able to directly suppress me and suppress me to the point where I didn't even have the slightest chance to resist. This is the difference between our levels, it's like the difference between clouds and mud. It's impossible for me to be his opponent, even if I use all of my trump cards, it's impossible for me to be his opponent. No, to be exact, as long as he makes a move of his fingers, he can easily crush me to death … " After being shocked, Yang Fan's heart became bitter: "In his eyes, I'm afraid that the servant disciples are no better than those ignorant ants."