Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"Miss Qian is really smart!"

Seeing through the intention of this long-legged beauty, Su Qi sneered: "Two billion divided into two bets. In my current state, even if I barely win the first time, I will never win the second time. You seem to have taken out two billion Chinese yuan, but in fact, the risk you bear is minimal. I shouldn't have agreed to this bet, but the grudge between you and me has accumulated more and more. As the saying goes, it is better to resolve the grudge than to make it. Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. I hope that these two billion can slightly resolve the grudge between you and me. I promise you!"

"You agreed!"

Hearing such a straightforward statement, Qian Feiyu was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Don't be a cat crying over a rat, you agreed to this bet. The bet is just another means, thinking that you can turn the tide and swallow my 2 billion Chinese yuan. Your greed can't be hidden from me. You have means, and others have means. You will lose this battle today. I will watch you lose everything, get seriously injured, and become as miserable as a dog! "

Su Qi shook his head and sighed: "Then let's wait and see!"

"Hahaha!"

Just then Qin Feiyang laughed and said in amazement: "Brother Su is really heroic. He bet 2 billion without blinking an eye. Qin is also ashamed of himself; Brother Su has already made 2 billion Chinese yuan, I wonder if I can add another 200 million rice knives, 50 million rice knives bet that you can't beat Mr. Inuyang Kame, 150 million rice knives bet that you are not the final Winner!"

"It seems that Young Master Qin doesn't think highly of me. We are all compatriots, but you think highly of an outsider!"

Su Qi narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he sighed: "But I won't lose the battle. Young Master Qin is in a good mood, and I can't spoil his mood. I'll take the 200 million-meter sword!"

"Then I'll take a gamble!"

Tall, well-proportioned, and full of masculine aura, Solomon stepped forward and said in stiff Chinese: "I've heard that Chinese martial arts are famous all over the world, and Mr. Su is the leader of Chinese martial arts. Today, I, Solomon, want to bet that the final winner will not be Chinese martial arts, but my new generation of European and American martial arts that develops human potential, 200 million-meter sword!"

"Eight Eleven-movement Shengwu system martial arts, ancient Omi holy warriors, and third-level gene potions! "

Knowing that Solomon had something to hold on to, Su Qi felt a little heavy-hearted when he recalled the strength of Yamamoto Noki, who was only in the dark energy, after taking the third-level gene potion, but he did not back down: "We Chinese are a hospitable country. Basically, we will satisfy any legitimate requests from guests. Since Mr. Solomon has this confidence, let's play a little, 200 million Mi swords, 200 million Mi swords!"

"Damn it, a gamble of 200 million Mi swords is still a little fun!"

When the children of the Modu family heard about this occasion, they couldn't help but exclaimed in their hearts: they all felt that since this kid appeared, they seemed to have been compared to poor people.

"I'll bet 200 million Mi swords, too!"

Hoshino Keiko stepped forward, her beautiful eyes as cold as ever: "I bet 100 million Mi swords that you can't beat Inukai Kazugō, and the winner of the other 100 million Mi swords bet will be either Solomon or Inukai Kazugō, and definitely not Mr. Su, a Chinese martial arts practitioner!"

A Japanese man despised Chinese martial arts in China, but the children of the Modu aristocratic families didn't react at all, and their faces were normal; only Qin Xiaosi, Yi Shuihan, Zhai Nan, Jia Lei, Yun Teng, Xuankong, Zixu, Hei Mo, Leng Bing, You Feng and some staff members looked unhappy, and some of them were obviously angry and couldn't hide it.

As for Qin Feiyang, he was still smiling, looking like a generous and righteous contemporary Mengchangjun.

"Hahaha!"

Su Qi raised his head and laughed, his eyes as sharp as a knife swept over Hoshino Keiko and Inugami Kame, his spine piercing the sky like a javelin: "When I crossed the sea to Japan to challenge the entire Japanese martial arts world, Miss Hoshino was also there, why didn't you have such a heroic spirit? Well, I will take your 200 million Mi Dao, and whoever thinks that Chinese martial arts will lose to European and American martial arts and Japanese martial arts today, come and place your bets, no matter how many there are, Su will take them all!"

The children of the noble families looked at each other, but no one continued to place bets: after all, the combination of the two masters Xuankong and Zixu was still something that everyone was looking forward to.

The bets were quickly settled, and the four teams raised 400 million Mi Dao for the children of the noble families in Modu and Zhai Nan to play with.

Su Qi alone took over 2 billion Chinese Yuan from Qian Feiyu, 200 million Mi Dao from Qin Feiyang, Solomon, and Hoshino Keiko, and gambled over 900 million Mi Dao, a truly shocking gamble.

Each of them provided their foreign account numbers and conducted a capital verification on the spot. Soon, all preparations were ready, and the first battle began, Bai Qian vs Bai Qian: Xuan Kong and Zi Xu, two master-level masters, VS Solomon.

The three of them stood in an open space in the horse farm, and everyone was watching from a distance.Look!

Even Su Qi and Inugami Kame were staring at the three people in the arena without blinking: this kind of earth-shattering battle is a rare opportunity, and watching more of them will benefit all martial artists.

Solomon stood with his hands behind his back, tall and majestic, with a masculine and handsome face. He looked like the sun in the sky, giving people a sense of endless light and heat, as if illuminating all things on earth, giving people a sense of inviolability, incomparability, and sacred glory.

Monk Xuankong and Taoist Zixu stood side by side, with a breeze blowing on their faces, a starry sky and a bright moon, like the universe, mysterious and peaceful, giving people the feeling that they were masters at first sight.

The three of them faced each other for a long time, and their breaths clashed several times, but no one really took action, and everyone in the arena held their breath.

"Buddhism and Taoism merge into one, Maha Taixu Sword Finger!"

As if sensing Solomon's flaw, the true qi of Monk Xuankong and Taoist Zixu broke through the air, merged and intersected outside the body to form a huge sword finger, silently breaking through the air barrier and reaching the opponent's forehead in an instant.

Maha comes from Sanskrit, which means big and infinite. Taixu is the pure realm pursued by Taoists. The two people's Maha fingers and Taixu swords merged into one, and immediately turned into Maha Taixu Sword Finger.

This attack has boundless momentum and contains the murderous intent of swordsmanship.

Even if the ten great masters came in person, no one dared to underestimate this sword finger!

"Ha!"

Solomon was extremely calm, without any emotion. Facing the overwhelming blow, he just took a step forward and punched out. His aura surged immediately, like a sun emitting endless light and heat. His fist hit the Mahamudra sword finger, and the sword finger that could be seen with the naked eye immediately disappeared. The two men couldn't help but change their faces.

"Swoosh!"

After a successful punch, Solomon shot out like a cannonball, his figure broke through the air, bringing out bursts of sonic explosions, and the whole person turned into a trail of afterimages, punching and kicking around Monk Xuankong and Taoist Zixu. Because the action was too fast, the people in the field could not see anything at all. They only saw three figures taped together, creating a trail of afterimages that dazzled people, and the sound of bangs and explosions continued.

"Puff! Puff!"

This stalemate lasted for about ten minutes, and the three figures separated instantly. Everyone's vision became clear, and they saw Monk Xuankong and Taoist Master Qingxu flying backwards, spitting out blood in mid-air, and then flipping to the ground. They were all pale, with blood on their foreheads, ragged clothes, and extremely embarrassed. There was also a kind of fear and suspicion on their faces.

And Solomon was still as elegant as before, and his masculine aura was even stronger.

"So strong!"

Others could not see it, but Su Qi could see it clearly:

The three fought for ten minutes. Monk Xuankong and Taoist Zixu hit Solomon with eighteen palms and thirty-six sword fingers in a row. However, Solomon, who had taken the third-level gene potion, was extremely strong and did not care about these attacks at all. Instead, he relied on his strong physical speed to chase and attack them head-on, and directly exhausted the two people's true energy in just ten minutes. Two punches seriously injured their internal organs, causing them to spit blood and have no strength to fight again; basically, in terms of exquisite moves and rich combat experience, Solomon was not as good as the two; but in terms of physical strength, the two tied together could not be as strong as Solomon who took the third-level gene potion!

Inuyang Guisun also changed his face, and could not help but stare at Solomon with his eyes sank, bursting out with endless fighting spirit.

"Thank you!"

Without even looking at Monk Xuankong and Taoist Zixu, Solomon said lightly, turned back to Leo and Qian Feiyu, his expression extremely calm, as if he had done something insignificant.

Leo and Qian Feiyu looked at each other, with even more respect in their eyes.

The ragged monk Xuankong and Taoist Zixu immediately returned to Yi Shuihan's back, clasped their fists and bowed their heads, saying: "Young Master, we are incompetent!"

"Victory and defeat are common in the military, the two masters don't have to mind!"

Yi Shuihan, who also saw the battle situation clearly, frowned slightly, comforted the two, looked around and shouted loudly: "Mr. Solomon wins this round, I'm sorry for betting on the two masters, Mr. Solomon is stronger than I expected!"

When they heard Yi Shuihan admit defeat in person, the children of the Demon City families, who had already been disappointed, looked like frost-bitten eggplants, and were completely depressed, but they had to force a smile while bleeding in their hearts, to keep losing the battle.

Zhai Nan, Yun Teng, Jia Lei, Hei Mo, and Leng Bing were all smiling from the bottom of their hearts, because before the battle began, one of them received a text message from Su Qi, which predicted Solomon's victory for the first time, and also encouraged him to go all out; but the five of them were also very conservative, and only bet 100 million meters together, and now they have won 100 million meters.

"Mr. Solomon wins the first game!"Qin Feiyang, who already knew the result, announced the battle again. He was more confident that he would take the 150 million-meter sword. He turned to look at the two and said with a smile: "Brother Su, Mr. Inuyang Kame, the first match is over. Now it's your turn to give everyone a wonderful performance. Let's all wait and see!"

"Yes, wait and see!"

Many children of the Modu family who had bet on Su Qi to lose, fought like chicken blood: they accidentally lost the first match just now, and now the second match is obvious. I don't believe this kid can turn over.

The two did not refuse and came to the center of the battlefield.

Su Qi put his hands behind his back, looking at the sun that was about to set in the distance, narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "The most beautiful thing is the sunset. Such a beautiful scenery, fighting and killing is too much of a spoiler!"

"Baga!"

Inuyang Guisun glared, murderous intent surged out: "You took advantage of my retreat that day to challenge my Japanese martial arts world, picking up a huge advantage. Now I, Inuyang Guisun, have mastered martial arts. Today, I will show you the power of Japanese martial arts in China, and let you know that Chinese martial arts will never be as good as Japanese martial arts. Take my Shinto Ten Absolute Slashes!"