He Has a Dragon

In the open area in front of the highest city gate in the center of Bai Yujing, the crowd of onlookers became increasingly crowded due to the conflict between Wang Le and Tian Chenghai. Amidst the bustle, there were even some good people betting on the outcome of the four brothers Zhou Hui and Tian Chenghai. , it was the young man named Emperor Zuo from the secular world who was undefeated against the three top masters on the White Jade Jingxuan Ranking!

Of course, the odds of this bet were that the Emperor's throne was extremely unfavorable. Soon, the bookmaker set the odds of Wang Le's final victory at 1 to 10.

As for the victory of the three brothers headed by Zhou Hui, the odds are set at 1.50.

Of course, there is also a deadlock. The odds are 20 to 1. After all, battles between warriors have always been a zero-sum game. There is only a winner, so there is no deadlock. So the odds are set at the highest level.

Gambling chips are of course the source of hard currency in the martial arts world.

At this time, Wang Dashu saw someone sitting in the bank and starting a gambling game. Especially in his peripheral vision, he saw Qingyangzi joining in the fun and placing bets. He couldn't help being completely speechless and could only secretly sigh at this habit. The human nature of gambling is the same regardless of the martial arts world or the mortal world.

"I didn't expect that the martial arts world would also be in decline!" Wang Le muttered to himself.

Immediately, Wang Le suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and no longer paid attention to Qing Yangzi who ran to join in the fun. He looked directly at Zhou Hui and Tian Chenghai who was hiding behind him and sitting cross-legged on the ground to adjust his injuries.

"You can also bet on yourself to win." Wang Le said slowly with a faint smile on his lips.

Zhou Hui, a big man with an aquiline nose, couldn't help but be startled, then snorted: "I'm not short of this money!"

"Oh?" Wang Le looked at Zhou Hui meaningfully and said, "Are you so confident in yourself?"

Zhou Hui frowned a pair of sparse light eyebrows, looked at Wang Le coldly, and replied in a deep voice: "Boy, I heard from people around you that you claimed to be the emperor and defeated my fourth brother in a short period of time. Think about it. He has some ability.”

Wang Le didn't answer, just nodded, not in any hurry, and motioned for Zhou Hui to continue.

Immediately, Zhou Hui saw a smile on his face, and then continued: "Although your strength is good, you still can't do it in front of me, not to mention that Zhou has two sworn brothers to help. You kid is even more incapable of changing the world."

At this time, the two middle-aged men in white clothes who were surrounding Wang Le and eyeing him eagerly showed an expression of eagerness and eagerness to try, as if they were waiting for Zhou Hui's order.

They pounced on Wang Le, the little lamb waiting to be slaughtered, like tigers descending from a mountain.

Zhou Hui looked back at his fourth brother Tian Chenghai, and then looked at Wang Le again. Poluo's voice was hoarse and he joked again: "How about this? You just have to do what my fourth brother just said, kneel down and sing Nao Shizi's Conquest." How about singing a little song, then kowtow and admit your mistake, and Mr. Zhou will let you leave unscathed?"

Wang Le raised his sword eyebrows, and his eyes glanced at Zhou Hui and the two middle-aged men in white clothes next to him like lightning. He showed a strong sense of ridicule and said: "Just now, I heard the comments from the people around me. Sheng, I know that you, Zhou Hui, are ranked tenth on the so-called White Jade Jingxuan Ranking, and in three days, you will face-to-face challenge the Jade Faced Fox who is ranked seventh."

After a pause, Wang Le seemed to see through Zhou Hui's true thoughts at a glance, and said with determination: "You are afraid that after today's fight with the young master, your vitality will be severely damaged, which will affect the head-on confrontation with the jade-faced fox three days later. Bar?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Hui's face changed, he denied it without hesitation and laughed: "Young man, you treat yourself too much as a dish, how can you, Zhou Hui, be severely injured? What a big deal. A joke, hahaha..."

Before Wang Le could argue, Zhou Hui's laughter stopped abruptly, his face became extremely gloomy, he stared at Wang Le and said: "It's true that if you don't eat a toast, you have to drink a fine wine. My good intentions have been taken for granted by you, an ignorant earthly ant." Donkey's liver and lungs, if that's the case, then stop talking nonsense and let's see the real deal under our hands!"

Tian Chenghai, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, quickly got up and staggered away from the crowd of onlookers, while not forgetting to shout: "Emperor, Tian's three brothers will beat you to your knees. Sing Conquer!”

Wang Le suddenly laughed and replied: "It seems that I can't let you, Tian Chenghai, sing Conquer today."

Then Wang Le glanced at Zhou Hui and the other three with cold eyes, nodded at them, and said lightly: "It will be a beautiful thing for you four brothers to sing together."

Just when Zhou Hui and the other two brothers were about to scold Wang Le with angry expressions, one side of the onlookers suddenly parted to make way. Only a man with eyebrows like swords and eyes like stars, who was about the same age as Wang Le, was seen. The jade-faced young man, accompanied by two identical old men in their 60s and 70s, walked in along the way out of the way.

The originally bustling crowd calmed down after the young man arrived. This change in the atmosphere immediately attracted Wang Le's attention, and he looked at the visitor calmly.

I saw this handsome young man, who looked like Pan An alive, with an outstanding demeanor and an outstanding temperament. He stopped with his hands behind his back, looking leisurely and at ease, and did not approach Wang Le, Zhou Hui and others who were in the confrontation.

"The foot of Bai Yujing's city has not been so lively for a while." The young man said with a smile.

After a pause, the young man looked at Wang Le, Zhou Hui and others, and said with interest: "Anyone who knows me knows that I always like to join in the fun. It happens that I am very familiar with the conquest song you are talking about."

Wang Le's heart moved, he looked at the young man and asked, "Have you ever been to the secular world?"

I saw the young man nodded with a smile, a trace of vicissitudes of life flashed in his eyes, and replied: "I have traveled through the prosperous world of mortals, and I would rather not miss spending some time in Shu."

"Uh!" Wang Le saw that this guy was about the same age as himself, but his tone of voice was very old-fashioned. He couldn't help but said suspiciously: "Isn't it just an old cucumber painted green to pretend to be young?"

Just when Wang Le was muttering in his heart, he saw the young man smiling and saying: "The song Conquer is a household name in the world. I also sang it several times in karaoke back then. It was very satisfying. Well."

"Pfft! Karaoke?" Three black lines suddenly appeared on Wang Le's forehead, and he thought in his heart: "This is the 21st century, and there is still karaoke. He is indeed an old guy. Why should he travel to the secular world at the same time? It’s the 1990s.”

The young man obviously did not expect to reveal his age because of his casual karaoke.

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