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"What, you are going to challenge Su Bei and the others?

A hundred billion bet?"

Li Mo was a little shocked, why did these little guys make such a big fuss after not seeing each other for a while.

A hundred billion bet is a huge amount of resources even in Zhenxing City.

These little guys are just born and don't have much concept of resources. Otherwise, if it were him, he would have to think carefully when faced with a big figure of 100 billion.

On the side, Qian Rong and the receptionist Bai Lao looked directly at Su Bei.

They only heard a general idea and saw through it. It is estimated that these little guys from Star City were inexperienced and fell into a trap.

They knew Li Hansong, an honest man, how could he have such an idea.

As for Wang Jinyang and Yao Chengjun, they would not set a trap for these people in Jingwu.

The only one who has such courage and ability is Su Bei.

It's just that your heart is too dark, aren't you afraid that if you get angry, you'll get someone's ancestors to come over?

"Ahem, you have come all the way to be guests. Subei, Hansong, I apologize and the bet is over.

Otherwise, it will hurt your starting point and harm your harmony."

Qian Rong scolded directly, but as soon as he finished speaking, Minister Wang, Li Mo, and Bai Lao, three eighth-level warriors, looked over sideways.

Are you serious? Are you sure you're not trying to catch a cold?

Li Fei's face turned red even more. Su Bei and the others looked down on him, and his mentor didn't think he could win.

Could it be that he, a sixth-grade high-ranking person, is not as good as a fifth-grade warrior in their eyes?

"Grandmaster Qian, Grandmaster Bai, we are all willing to fight this time. If we lose, it will be because our juniors are not good at learning.

Although there are hundreds of billions of resources, we can’t afford to lose, let alone feel jealous because of it.”

Li Mo is no longer a young boy, and he vaguely feels that something is not right, but he really does not believe that Li Fei and Zheng Nanqi will lose.

And looking at the injustice on the faces of the people in front of him, he sighed. If there was no real fight, there would probably be a shadow in his heart.

"Lao Bai, if that's the case, let's have a fight.

No matter whether we win or lose this battle, it will not affect the friendship between Zhenxing City and Jingwu."

Bai Lao nodded and refused no longer.

This is what you said. If you really lose, don't blame us for not stopping you.

Jingwu is poor, so if you can make a little money, it's worth it.

Several masters quickly reached an agreement, and Mr. Bai looked at the dozen or so people on both sides.

"There are no rules for everyone's competition. Su Bei, Han Song, Wang Jinyang and Yao Chengjun will compete, and you will also choose four to compete.

When the time comes, the winner will continue and the loser will be eliminated, and whoever is left in the end will win.

As for the bet, if Su Bei loses, it will be a thousand catties of dragon meat plus ten catties of life essence, and if Zhenxing City loses, it will be five seventh-grade magic weapons plus five hundred catties of life essence.

Do you two have any opinions?"

Su Bei no longer needed to pretend to be embarrassed at this moment. He shook his head and said, "No."

Li Fei also responded directly and said: "Okay, let's discuss the order of appearance and start in the afternoon."

"OK!"

Su Bei agreed directly and asked Station Wang Jinyang and others to leave.

"There is no easy order in the afternoon competition. Yao Chengjun will go first, then Wang Jinyang, Li Hansong, and finally I will be the last one.

Remember, even if you win, don’t hold on, just step down.

After all, this is not a Wuhan University exchange competition. If one person defeats them, it will only make these guys confident and their morale will be destroyed.

We lied... ah no, we won 10 million resources, which is nothing to Zhenxing City, and those top ancestors will not care about this money.

But if these juniors are beaten to the point of doubting their lives, then those ancestors may come to visit them personally."

Su Bei thought for a while and gave a simple instruction.

King Zhentian took these ancestors out of the realm, erased their memories, and introduced them to their partners.

This not only allowed these ancestors to begin to integrate into the new martial arts era, but also made them value family ties more.

If I really beat these people into isolation, there is no guarantee that they won't come looking for them.

On the side, Wang Jinyang smiled bitterly.

"Su Bei, why do you think we have a chance to win?

Not to mention the two high-level sixth-level warriors, even those middle-level warriors are not easy for me to win."

Wang Jinyang is not unconfident, he is only a fifth-grade high-level warrior, and it is already very rare to be able to win evenly against a sixth-grade mid-level warrior.

Su Bei thought about it and realized that not everyone was as powerful as him, so it would be too difficult for them.

"It's okay. If you really want to lose, just come down. I'll take care of everything.

Let’s discuss the distribution of spoils first. This time it’s not just our battle, Jingwu’s signature card is also very important.

If you win, the five magic weapons will be left to the school. As for the energy stone, Lao Wang and Yao Chengjun, this time you two will divide ten kilograms of energy stone into practice. Don’t be too little.

Hansong, you share twenty kilograms of energy stones. After all, you are stronger and more useful, and even sixty kilograms will be mine, do you have any objections?"

Wang Jinyang nodded and said: "It's up to you. I'm just making soy sauce. If I can divide it into ten pounds, it's already a big bargain."

He was right. He and Yao Chengjun were temporarily down a lot in strength. They just came to show up for a fight. If they faced Li Fei and Zheng Nanqi, he had no confidence in winning.

As for Su Bei weighing 60 pounds, it is normal, after all, he contributes the most.

And the most important point is that if they lose, only Su Bei, including several grandmasters from Jingwu, will be able to pay hundreds of billions in compensation.

As for leaving the divine weapons to Jingwu, that's normal. After all, if they didn't have Jingwu as their descendants, even if they won, at least they wouldn't be able to get the divine weapons.

Not to mention Nanwu, even the First Military Academy is not qualified to compete against Zhenxing City.

After several people agreed, Su Bei also showed a smile, and he could make money again.

Sixty kilograms of cultivation energy stones are worth 30 billion, and there are still a lot of cultivation energy stones left over, which can be exchanged for at least nearly four million energy points.

Moreover, there are now seven grandmasters in Jingwu, and Bai Lao already has a seventh-level magic weapon. Five-level magic weapons can just fill a big gap.

"Boy, did you miss one person?"

Su Bei was thinking about it when his expression suddenly changed, isn't it? Are you here again?

"Old Zhang, the position of Minister of Education is very idle, isn't it? Why do you feel like you are always staring at me when you have nothing to do?"

"You can't rely on me. Lao Wang just informed me, so I came over to take a look.

You are in trouble, you are in big trouble. I am not as loud as you in this 100-billion-dollar gambling game. If you lose, forget it. If you win, believe it or not, turn around and the eight ancestors of these eight families will come to kill you.

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When the time comes, do you think you have to let me step in to settle things for you?"

Su Bei sighed sadly, Jingwu was really miserable.

Jingwu was in Kyoto, and Zhang Tao couldn't hide any troubles. Even before they were attacked, the wool-pullers came over.