Chapter 1371: Chapter 1470: Thoughts Begin to Wander
As they awaited the true performance of Master Yuanjing, suddenly, at the entrance of the third floor, something stirred. Nearly every gaze was irresistibly drawn there, filled with greed.
I saw Lan Yueliang in a green dress, climbing upstairs. Her stunning figure exuded fatal allure, and her beautiful eyes made men feel smarter at a glance, irresistibly daydreaming.
She is a natural creature. With her attitude towards the world, she needs no tricks.
There was Guan Sheng, excitedly embracing Gan Yiyi, kissing her deeply. Meanwhile, he was moving up and down, so he was almost on the ground, ignoring the big clothes.
Because they were too engrossed, they noticed nothing outside.
Approaching where Guan Sheng and Gan Yiyi were, Lan Yueliang looked composed.
However, Guan Sheng and Gan Yiyi had been kissing for a long time. Finally, even Lan Yueliang felt embarrassed.
"Ahem!"
"Who?" Guan Sheng, clearly disturbed by others, glared impatiently. However, when he saw Lan Yueliang’s icy face, he was startled, spilling the Cognac onto the floor. He quickly stood up.
"Oh no, what’s wrong?" Gan Yiyi cried out. But seeing Lan Yueliang standing before him, Gan Yiyi seemed to understand something. It was like being caught and finished. He hurriedly ran away.
"Why are you here?" Guan Sheng’s face darkened, his arrogance and pride vanished.
This is a place of wind and moon. Who would come here? He was angered by Lan Yue, wanting to vent his fury. But he never dreamed Lan Yue would come to this palace of happiness!
Lan Yueliang instead regained her calm, smiling: "Master Guan promised to help me get Wanxiang’s blood. I thought I’d see if I could assist you. I didn’t expect to disturb your nature. I’m truly sorry."
"Lan Yueliang, it’s not like you think. It’s the Zi. I’ve always been honest."
"Oh!?" Lan Yueliang immediately laughed, was the lie too low?
At this moment, Lan Yue saw the booth where Qin Feng was and immediately laughed: "Master Guan, I won’t trouble you anymore. As for Wanxiang’s blood, I think someone can help me."
After speaking, she no longer paid attention to Guan Sheng and directly walked towards Qin Feng’s booth.
Duan Ren, this is the morning’s beauty. She’s here!"
"She won’t come to you anymore, will she?"
"Wow, I’m really lucky today. I can see the real Origin Crystal master’s battle for free. Looks like I can go to the banquet with Meida?"
Sunx seemed more excited than anyone. Hua Wuxian beside him was surprised to see Qin Feng when he heard him shout like this.
To make Meida willingly approach, it certainly showcases one’s abilities.
"Three, can I come in?" Sure enough, Lan Yueliang came with a confident smile.
"Hahaha, Meida has come. We naturally welcome them." From nearby, Hua Wuxian couldn’t help but shout, even startling the path.
Soon, Lan Yueliang sat down beside Qin Feng.
"Damn, move my woman!" Not far away, Guan Sheng’s eyes reddened. He regretted deeply. He realized he had pushed Duan Ren to the big girl of Cognac. If Lan Yue now sees Duan Ren flirting with that big woman, while he sits seriously, what a contrast it would be?
The more Guan Sheng thought, the angrier he became.
"Why hasn’t the fight started, Hua Wuxian? Damn it!"
Hua Wuya suddenly responded in a cold, low voice: "Master Bi, don’t be impatient. It will soon begin."
Indeed
"You guys are fighting in half an hour. Now you can gamble. Peng Liangxiong five pay eight, Pi Xiu five pay eight. Both are third-level strong people of Zhenyuan. Any man wishing to gamble and accompany them, Meida can help with all procedures. Seize this opportunity. Today’s fight will be the most intense. At this moment, a loud, inspiring voice came from the stage centralized region.
In the stage centralized region, a nearly full-sized bright girl shouted in the hall. Meanwhile, two people also stepped steadily.
Among them, one was a fat man holding a war axe. The other was a long-haired man, holding a long sword, face marked with scars. Scarface’s eyes were icy, blood dripped from the sword.
"Clap, clap"
As Scarface walked back and forth, the dripping red blood left a long trail on the arena, making the scene more gruesome, adding tension.
The life and death fight is indeed the fiercest and craziest.
Those who participated in Da Bo were there either for money or to train themselves in the extreme environment. Perhaps for other reasons. In any case, there were too many life and death battles. All practitioners loved battle.
"They are both in Zhenyuan’s third echelon, odds are the same. They seem strong." Sipping a drink, Qin Feng casually remarked.
Hua Wuyin smiled: "The strength is truly equal. Can the Duan brothers make a bet?"
Qin Feng smiled: "No hurry. Let’s watch this first and decide afterwards whether to bet."
Both sides have odds of five against eight. If bets are even, regardless of the results, the peace palace always profits greatly.
As the battle started, Qin Feng overlooked the arena below.
Peng Liangxiong and Pi Xiu stood far apart. Their eyes were full of murderous intent. The beauties that had shouted earlier had now fallen.
"I advise you to surrender." Bichi Yeast’s voice was cold.
"Hmm, who wins is still uncertain!" Bald Peng Liangxiong was ruthless.
Scared? I’m afraid it won’t be possible.
"Go, kill him!"
"Kill!"
The fight hadn’t begun, yet there were furious cries everywhere.
"Die." Pichet sneered coldly.
"Hey!"
The sword in his hand pierced Peng Liangxiong’s throat. The gleam of the sword left a cold trail in its path.
Facing this sword, Peng Liangxiong’s first reaction was to retreat,
Qin Feng looked at the fight below, saying: "Bichi’s speed is clearly faster than the other side, and Peng Liangxiong’s axe definitely can’t reach. Without accidents, Bixiya wins."
After some time fighting, Peng Liangxiong, injured by the sword, voiced with sorrow the words "I surrender." It seemed the fight was finally ending.
"Damn, what a waste!"
Angry gamblers cursed and shouted, throwing their betting rolls angrily onto the arena.
Lost, these betting papers purchased by Ling Shi were worthless! Countless betting rolls fell like snowflakes.
In stark contrast, the winners were those who triumphed in the competition.
"Kill him!"
I don’t know who shouted this, but immediately
"Kill him!"
Everywhere there was a trumpet of sound, eventually forming a unified, loud banner of shouting.
Those supporting Bi Xiu were still excited. Those supporting Peng Liangxiong also wanted to vent their anger. In short, on stage, the bloodier, more violent, and eventual demise were the most satisfying outcomes for the audience.
As the victor, even if the other party had surrendered, there was the right to decide the winner’s life or death.
At this moment, Peng Liangxiong, bald, calmly looked at Bi Xiu. The surrounding "kill him" roars seemingly did not scare him.
"It’s your turn." Pichet straightforwardly said.
Peng Liangxiong bowed and left!
"Damn it, what a waste!"
"Did the Master Yuanjing do anything, really useless!"
Many cursed him, especially those who lost money.
Suddenly, Guan Sheng directly walked to the arena and loudly said: "Hua Wuxian, I remember there are rules in the arena, outsiders can participate."
Hua Wuxian frowned slightly but still said: "Yes."
Guan Sheng smiled: "Well then."
