The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 83 Liu Kunsheng: Slipped Away
The next day, outside the competition arena.

The match schedule for the upcoming matches is posted on the wall.

This matchup was determined by a 'draw of lots' among the ten leaders.

It was called a draw, but in fact, it was a hidden trick. Zhang Chulan cleverly avoided all tough opponents. Even when the top 4 were to be matched, he was competing against Feng Baobao who was in his group.

It can be said that Feng Baobao helped him deal with two strong opponents.

A group of strange people gathered here, making a lot of noise.

Qin Ye looked at the name of today's opponent with a strange expression.

He actually met Smith Deng Youfu.

I don’t know what kind of wonderful expression Liu Kunsheng will have when he sees that it is him.

Looking at the same group over there, if nothing unexpected happens, the next match will be against Zhang Lingyu, and his opponent will be Lu Linglong. There is no way this Daimao will be able to defeat Zhang Lingyu.

Looking up again...Wang Ye.

It seems that this game was arranged clearly by the old Taoist priest.

Including Deng Youfu, they are all masters,
"Take a look, take a look! Freshly baked odds! Buy more and you'll get a beachfront villa, buy less and you'll live under a bridge. This year's biggest dark horse, Qin Ye, faces off against the out-and-out Deng Youfu. The dark horse pays 1 to 1, the out-and-out Deng Youfu pays 1 to 2. Place your bets, place your bets!"

A girl with lavender hair was holding a tablet computer and shouting in the crowd, attracting a lot of people's attention.

After she called out like this, people came to place bets one after another.

Looking at his eyes full of golden light, you can tell that he has made a fortune.

After receiving the bettors, Bai Shixue came to Qin Ye, raised her head, winked at him, and said with a smile: "Qin Ye, do you want to place a bet? You can bet on yourself."

Qin Ye asked, "Can I get a loan?"

"Huh?" Bai Shixue was stunned. Such a great master still needs to take out a loan to place a bet...

Before she could say anything, a little fat man jumped out from the side.

Canglong appeared out of nowhere, holding a box of fried chicken and eating it, his mouth full of grease, which made Bai Shixue look disgusted.

"You can borrow money, you can borrow as much as you want. The daily interest rate is 1%, and we will not cheat anyone."

Bai Shixue cursed under her breath, "Fuck, Fatty, you're so dark? Aren't you afraid he'll chop you with a knife?"

"It's a mutual agreement." Canglong spread his hands and looked at Qin Ye: "How about it, can you lend it to me?"

"how much do you have?"

"How much do you want to borrow?"

"I'll lend you as much as you have."

Canglong looked at Qin Ye with strange eyes, stunned for a few seconds, and then asked uncertainly: "Brother, you don't intend to pay it back at all, right?"

How can you borrow money like this? It's obvious that you have no intention of paying it back.

"Dude, we're not drafting an ordinary contract. We're drafting a company contract. Think about it, if you can't pay it back, the company will help you collect the debt."

Is that so?
Qin Ye didn't even know that the company had such a business.

If he wins, he will naturally pay it back, but if he loses, there is no possibility of that.

"Do you want to borrow it or not?"

Canglong thought for a moment and said, "Borrow, I have one hundred thousand and five thousand six hundred and three, I will lend you one hundred thousand."

Qin Ye was speechless, his eyes filled with disdain.

How much is it that you are still thinking about? Do you have the nerve to lend such a small amount of money?
"Bring them all."

Sign the contract, electronically.

Qin Ye took the money from the fat man and turned around to give it to Bai Shixue, looking at them in surprise and showing off all his wealth.

Looking at Qin Ye's departing back, Canglong swallowed his saliva:
"Xue, do you think I can get my money back?"

“It’s a bit difficult…”

The arena was bustling with people.

The 16-to-8 competition is no longer held simultaneously in four venues, and the audience seats are almost full of people.

The first match was between Qin Ye and Liu Kunsheng. Many people came for this match and placed quite a few bets.

As the biggest dark horse of the show, Qin Ye has been attracting much attention. His object control competition with Jia Zhengliang yesterday was truly unexpected. To this day, no one can explain how his object control technique can control such a large number of shattered blades. His method is so advanced that it is almost unbelievable, which is why he is highly anticipated.

However, the other party is not old, weak or sick. He is the shaman Deng Youfu, who has long been famous in the circle.

Yesterday's competition was even more shocking.

No, I can’t say I was shocked, I was a little horrified.

I don’t know what kind of fairy was invited, but the rich demonic energy caused the temperature around it to drop sharply, just like winter.

The double trembling of body and mind is really frightening.

In just one round, the opponent was defeated. Fear was one factor, but the violent force was also unstoppable.

Although Qin Ye’s performance was eye-catching yesterday, no one can really say who will win or lose.

"Deng Youfu vs. Qin Ye, contestants enter."

Following the referee's announcement, Qin Ye walked into the arena. On the other side, Deng Youfu, with his messy hairdo, also walked in.

The two sides stood facing each other, more than ten meters apart.

"Brother Qin, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon. Please don't hold back, because I won't hold back either. Giving it your all is the greatest respect for each other."

Deng Youfu pushed his glasses and said seriously.

Qin Ye nodded: "No."

As the referee announced the start of the match, Deng Youfu put his hands together with his sword fingers, stomped his foot on the ground, and shook his head so much that it left an afterimage.

"Forget King Wen's knocks, don't use the immortal whip, keep your feet on the ground, and your heads on the sky. The third generation of the Deng family has invited the immortals... The third generation of the Deng family is blessed, and we invite Master Liu to come to us!!"

As the lyrics gradually faded, a thick black energy suddenly surged out of Deng Youfu's body. This energy was different from the energy cultivated by humans. It was cold and piercing, with an indescribable smell.

Only those old hands in the circle know that this is the smell of evil.

After Qingxian'er possessed him, Deng Youfu developed many snake-like features. His eyes became vertical pupils, the corners of his mouth rose high up to his cheeks, and between breaths, a snake's tongue came out of his mouth.

There are two ways to summon the immortals: tying up half of the orifice and tying up the dead orifice.

The former's body showed no signs of change, and his physical body was still under his control, but he could not exert much of the power of an immortal.

The latter will have obvious characteristics on their body. The specific characteristics depend on which lineage of immortals are invited. Although they can sense the outside world, their physical body is not under their own control and can exert the great power of the immortals.

Deng Youfu is currently the latter.

"You're so lucky, you little bastard! You've invited me again. If you're still that kind of rubbish this time, you'll be in big trouble."

As it spoke, it looked forward and suddenly paused.

Although the other person covered his face and his breath was very faint, Liu Kunsheng still recognized who he was.

Same size, holding that broken knife.

Most importantly, it smelled the scent of snow lotus...

"Hiss! Little thief, it's you!"

"Xiao Liu, we meet again."

"Why are you everywhere?" After thousands of years of practice, the human being Liu Kunsheng least wants to see is the boy in front of him.

Qin Ye weighed the Qianren sword and said meaningfully, "I should be the one to say this. I'd like to give you some advice. It's best to ask your disciples not to invite you to the south."

Liu Kunsheng's original body is very strong, but in his spirit form he will not be able to resist the Soul Constraint and General Summoning, even though the one coming may just be a clone of Liu Kunsheng.
"Okay, we're done reminiscing. Do you want to fight, or what?"

"What the hell, can this little bastard Youfu withstand your torment? Humph, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the evil spirit around Deng Youfu dissipated and his face returned to its original appearance.

He was stunned, his mind was blank, and he couldn't understand what had just happened. Uncle Liu actually slipped away.

"Brother Qin, are you acquainted with Master Liu?"

"Not very familiar."

"Ah, Brother Qin, I want to take back what I said before about not holding back."

"That's so disrespectful."

As soon as Qin Ye finished speaking, he appeared in front of Deng Youfu and cut his neck with a palm knife. The latter immediately collapsed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)