I have a promise with the beauty

"Ding dong!"

A query appeared on the big screen.

"Well? Is the next round a rematch? There are still midnight snacks to enjoy."

Yang Qingshan tapped the screen with his finger. After a while, the beautiful woman who always appeared on the screen walked into the box, carrying various snacks and a cup of fairy tea. Then the beautiful woman sat down dignifiedly and looked at him with a smile.

By Yang Qingshan.

"Yes, this snack is at the level of three stars, and this fairy tea is also good. My energy and energy are up." Yang Qingshan smiled and said: "What can I do for you?"

"Haha." As if she had some secret, the beauty quietly took the remote control, pressed a password on the screen, and then said: "Mr. Yang, you are being secretly monitored by half of the experts and gamblers in the venue."

"What?" Yang Qingshan looked at the beauty with his mouth wide open: "How to monitor?"

"The big screen, this is high technology, who do you want to see?"

"Well...019." Yang Qingshan hesitated and said Chen Jiayi's number.

"Oh? A mysterious woman, do you know her?" the beauty said a little jealously. She pressed a new password on the remote control. When the big screen lit up, Chen Jiayi's figure appeared on the screen. She was... taking a shower.

"Pa!" The beauty accidentally pressed the remote control and the screen went black.

"Huh? Where's the picture?"

"Oh, I can only watch it for a second." The beauty said guiltily.

"It's a pity, but there is a cubicle in the shower, so I can't actually see anything." Yang Qingshan chuckled.

"Oh, really? I'll take a look later." The beauty said with a lot of jealousy.

"Beauty, do you have anything else to do here?" Yang Qingshan approached the beauty, smelled the perfume wafting from her body at close range, and said intoxicatedly: "About dinner at night..."

"We'll wait until you win the championship, but I have something serious to say now." The beauty interrupted Yang Qingshan and said.

"What's up?"

"Do you know what your odds are?"

"Ranked third, everyone is very optimistic about me. If I win the game, everyone can win money." Yang Qingshan said proudly.

"But what if you lose?" the beauty asked with big eyes blinking.

"Lost? I never thought I would lose, but I might lose, and I will try not to lose." Yang Qingshan said seriously.

"What if someone wants you to lose?" The beauty asked again, taking the initiative to approach Yang Qingshan, and her whole body fell into Yang Qingshan's arms.

"Except for 019 and 077 among the contestants, I can't think of anyone who poses a threat to me." Yang Qingshan said, awkwardly keeping his distance from the beauty. He had never been like this by a woman before, and his face turned red and his heart beat.

"Not a contestant."

"Who is that."

"Big boss, your next game is the rematch. If you lose, a big boss will give you a commission of 20 million. If you lose in the final, the big boss will give you a commission of 50 million."

"Too little." Yang Qingshan was not stupid. He understood immediately when he heard that someone wanted to control the gambling market. There were too many people oppressing him. If he lost, someone in the gambling market would get more.

"How much do you want?"

"50 million for the rematch and 100 million for the final."

"What a big appetite?" The beauty rolled her beautiful eyes and smiled, burying her head in Yang Qingshan's arms: "Just follow your number."

"What kind of receptionist are you?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"An ordinary receptionist, we have to do everything as long as someone pays." The beauty said: "Want to know my name?"

"In no mood."

"Let's go, be careful of being watched."

The beauty sat up, kissed Yang Qingshan, leaving a deep red lip mark before leaving the box.

Yang Qingshan sneered in his heart, using a honey trap to help control the gambling board?

Fifty million? One hundred million? This number is still too small. Even if it is doubled, Yang Qingshan thinks that the other party will agree. The reason why Yang Qingshan acts like he is offering a price is because Yang Qingshan wants to get more from the other party.

money.

Yang Qingshan laughed evilly, took the remote control, pressed a password, which was to unblock, and pressed another password, which was to monitor Chen Jiayi. These two passwords were secretly written down by Yang Qingshan when the beauty pressed them.

, Cultivation of immortality is really good, you can never forget it.

Yang Qingshan approached the screen and looked at it like a mirror. The red lip marks on his face were particularly conspicuous.

"Haha." Yang Qingshan glanced at the picture of Chen Jiayi on the screen. The girl stared at the screen curiously.

"I'm attracted to my brother, maybe I can really become your son-in-law." Yang Qingshan smiled, and after showing his lipstick, he sat on the sofa and pretended to be practicing, but his eyes were observing Chen Jiayi's every move.

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Chen Jiayi was wrapped in a bath towel and had no idea that Yang Qingshan was spying on her. She was depressed about what Yang Qingshan did when the screen went dark, and why there were lip marks on her face. This greatly reduced Chen Jiayi's feelings for Yang Qingshan.

"Five points deducted." Chen Jiayi said coldly.

"Damn, why are you deducting points now? Are you really attracted to me?" Yang Qingshan heard the voice and was so excited that he blew a kiss to Chen Jiayi's picture without any emotion.

Chen Jiayi was stunned, not knowing what Yang Qingshan's move meant. He tilted his head, revealing the cute side of the cold and charming woman.

"Damn, it's so cute." Yang Qingshan exclaimed, almost lying on the screen and watching Chen Jiayi tilting his head.

"Huh?" Chen Jiayi finally realized that he was being monitored by Yang Qingshan. When he thought about deducting points from Yang Qingshan for talking to himself just now, Chen Jiayi blushed. He remembered that the last time he blushed was when he was in elementary school.

"Yang Qingshan, see you in the ring." Chen Jiayi smiled coldly.

"Okay, see you in the ring." Yang Qingshan blew another kiss to Chen Jiayi.

"You..." Chen Jiayi pointed angrily at the screen and turned off the screen without saying a word.

"Poor woman." Many people in the box snickered.

Chen Jiayi, this mysterious night-dressed beauty, of course made many people in the box curious, and they could pay some money to spy on her.

The next round of competition started at 12 o'clock at night. Yang Qingshan was the last one to appear. He was surprised to see the competition between Chen Jiayi and Blind Mao in the box. They both won, and they directly killed each other in an instant, which made their support

The players became even crazier, and Yang Qingshan, who was ranked third in odds, almost couldn't keep third place, because many people showed their true skills after entering the semi-finals, which caused a big change in the betting market.

"Do you want to control the market reading? Very good. Now that you have found me, I will let you make a bet to make multiple clicks even crazier."

Yang Qingshan jumped onto the ring and looked at his opponent. He did not choose to kill the opponent with the fastest speed, but used the most shocking side.

The opponent in the rematch is one of the purposes of Yang Qingshan's trip, to stop the White Tiger Martial Arts School.

A middle-aged man, not tall but with broad shoulders, wields a pair of big hammers and stares at Yang Qingshan with great energy.

"White Tiger Martial Arts School?"

"Yes, you are Yang Qingshan?"

"start."

"Refreshing." The middle-aged lady smiled, and a layer of white light erupted all over her body, as if she was wearing a piece of armor. A pair of sledgehammers flew up in her hands, became smaller in the air, and flew towards Yang Qingshan like two bees.

Yang Qingshan was stunned. He didn't expect that since the opponent's magic weapon could be made smaller, how to defend it. However, Yang Qingshan had practiced flying needles and used the Six Meridians Divine Needle well. He was worried at the beginning, but it soon disappeared.

Keeping this in mind, he didn't drink blood from the sword. Instead, dozens of silver needles flew out, and they collided with the opponent's small hammer under the flickering silver light.

"Haha... How dare an ordinary silver needle collide with a magic weapon?"

The middle-aged man laughed disdainfully and smashed Yang Qingshan's flying needle with a small hammer.

"Oops, the silver needle is not a magic weapon." Only then did Yang Qingshan realize this, and he had learned something.

In a box, Xu Zhijie and a man in black were sitting inside, watching the competition on the ring with great interest.

"The White Tiger Martial Arts School was a martial arts school that the Qin family secretly established a few years ago. They often gambled on the immortal training arena on the black market and earned a lot of money on immortal cultivation materials. Through the operation of the betting board, the Qin family

It’s a legitimate solution to the Qin family,” the man in black said.

"Can Yang Qingshan stop this middle-aged man?" Xu Zhijie asked.

"Ah? This middle-aged man is the person in charge of the White Tiger Martial Arts School. Because he wants to contact Chen Jiayi through the ring this time and sweep up the funds of large companies in Nanyang City, he went on stage in person. He has the strength of the mid-stage foundation building, and in his hands

Although the level of his small hammer is average, it is flexible and can often deliver fatal blows to the opponent unexpectedly." The man in black said, being very cunning and not saying whether Yang Qingshan could win.

Xu Zhijie smiled and said: "The information says that if the hammer is small, it can be like a mosquito, disappearing silently, but if it is big, it can be like a mountain. Yang Qingshan can win."

"Ah? Can you win?" The man in black fell for Xu Zhijie's trick and finally spilled the beans.

"Haha... I can win. Yang Qingshan has the Blood Drinking Sword in his hand, and he just got the Soul-Seducing Chain. If you can't win with these two spiritual weapons, I'll treat you to a dinner. A monster feast." Xu Zhijie said.

"Really? Well, I bet that Yang Qingshan will lose." The man in black said.

"Is it because Baihu Martial Arts asked Yang Qingshan to manipulate the betting market through the receptionist? It seems that the price is 50 million for the rematch and 100 million for the final." Xu Zhijie said.

"Aren't we asking Yang Qingshan to stop the White Tiger Martial Arts School just to test his determination? If Yang Qingshan controls the betting, Yang Qingshan will directly lose the chance to enter the dragon group. If not, Yang Qingshan will go home with extra points."

The man in black said.

"Haha... It's just that Yang Qingshan doesn't know yet that every move he makes will directly affect his entry into the Dragon Group." Xu Zhijie smiled and looked at Yang Qingshan on the ring. He had already taken out two spiritual weapons and a large number of them.

The young man had two hammers together, while the middle-aged man stood on the edge of the ring with a smile.

"Boy, don't think you can beat me with two spiritual weapons. Only one person is destined to stand at the end in this arena."

"Really? I don't believe it anymore." Yang Qingshan said disdainfully, feeling really unconvinced that the other party was just a bit higher in cultivation, but he blocked him with a ninth-grade magic weapon.