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Text Chapter 395 A shocking gamble!

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    Those who can enter Hongmeng College are all extremely talented people. Although they were surprised by Su Long's quick victory just now, after calming down, Chen Zhifeng and others understood.  ¡Ý "There must be some fatal weakness in Song Qianjun's martial arts skills!" Chen Zhifeng said through gritted teeth, "Li Rufeng, go up and try him!" "Yes, Mr. Chen!" A somewhat fat and powerful man at the peak of the Spirit Emperor planned to climb up.  Get on the stage.  However, Su Long walked off the platform.  Li Rufeng sneered and mocked: "What, you don't dare to compete?" Su Long said calmly: "Still competing? How to calculate the bet?" Li Rufeng looked back, Chen Zhifeng said coldly: "You just won 100,000, we will bet 20  Ten thousand!" Su Long shook his head.  Chen Zhifeng sneered and said, "Don't you dare? Go home and drink milk if you don't dare!" The strong men standing behind Chen Zhifeng laughed loudly: "Do you want to eat Yage's milk? She seems to have no milk."  For a while, obscene words continued.  Su Long's eyes gradually turned cold: "You can bet if you want, 1 million!!!" Nani?  Chen Zhifeng was shocked by the number reported by Su Long. Even though he was rich, he couldn't just give out 1 million college contribution points casually.  You must know that the purchasing power of college contribution points is very powerful.  For example, if a low-level spiritual saint like Chen Zhifeng encounters a bottleneck in his cultivation, the price for consulting a teacher is only 10,000 college contribution points.  ¡° Another example is that a twenty-nine-grade spiritual elixir that can be cultivated by a low-level spiritual saint like Chen Zhifeng is only 20,000 college contribution points.  What about the spiritual weapons used by low-level spiritual saints?  Even the most expensive special spiritual weapon only costs two to three hundred thousand academy contribution points!     But.  Su Long's mouth is worth 1 million!  A Peak Spiritual Emperor standing on Chen Zhifeng's right said coldly: "Boy, do you have so many academy contribution points?" Su Long sneered: "I don't. Senior Sister Yage does. If Senior Sister Yage doesn't,  Teacher Yaqin must have. If you don't want to bet, just say so. Don't waste your time here." Seeing Su Long being so arrogant, Chen Zhifeng hesitated.  In fact, the reason why Li Rufeng was sent up was not because he believed that Li Rufeng could win, but because he wanted Li Rufeng to find out the bottom of Su Long.  Among the generals under Chen Zhifeng, Li Rufeng has the strongest defensive ability.  As a result, Su Long now has 1 million when he opens his mouth.  It's not that Chen Zhifeng can't win, it's just that Chen Zhifeng doesn't think he's sure of winning.  Chen Zhifeng hesitated.  The audience around them started to make a fuss.  No matter what, everyone collectively laughed at Chen Zhifeng for being too naughty!  " However, Chen Zhifeng turned a deaf ear. He is not the kind of person who gets irritated when provoked.  The sneer on Su Long's face grew even stronger.  Since Chen Zhifeng can still keep his composure, let's add more fire!  "Since you don't dare, let me pick ten of you by myself. How about that?" Chen Zhifeng brought ten people over. Among them, Song Qianjun had already died, and there were ten others including Chen Zhifeng.  Su Long actually spoke in dialect.  One against ten!  !  !  Wow~~~~ Suddenly the noise from the audience around him became even more terrifying. If he didn¡¯t nod his head, he would be the coward among cowards.  The best of cowards!  Chen Zhifeng¡¯s face was ashen, he knew it.  I can no longer hesitate!  "How brave! Since you want to die, labor and capital will help you!" "Oh? You said it so harshly? Let me ask first." Su Long turned back and looked at Ya Ge.  "Senior sister, if I kill all ten of them, will anything happen?" Yage immediately became confused. You know, Chen Zhifeng's sister is the vice-president of the Cavalry Club!  Although it is said that Song of Songs has great ambitions.  However, haven¡¯t you established your power yet?  How could it be possible to compete with the Iron Cavalry Association, one of the five associations, now But at this time, Yage was also riding a tiger and couldn't show any weakness.  So, she glanced at the people on Chen Zhifeng's side and said calmly: "I have some friendship with Chen Zhiling, let's do this, let Chen Zhifeng live, and the rest can be anything you want!" Don't think that those who are on the stage are all Hongmeng Academy students, as long as they are on the stage,  In the fighting platform, no matter life or death, no one from the academy will care if you are beaten to death.  "The people over at Chen Zhifeng were immediately furious. You are so arrogant. You actually dare to challenge ten to ten and dare to kill someone?"  Fight!  war!  war!  At this time, even if Chen Zhifeng doesn't want to fight, he must go up and fight! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?~It will spread throughout Hongmeng College!  Chen Zhifeng had a livid face and asked in a deep voice: "Boy, tell me your name." It was only then that Chen Zhifeng finally asked Su Long's name.  Su Long replied casually: "Su Long." Su Long?  Chen Zhifeng was slightly startled, this name sounded so familiar.  There were so many spectators at the scene, and they reacted quickly and immediately shouted: "Su Long? Isn't this the new student who ruined the Blood Hand Hall?" "Yes, yes, with his own power, he killed so many generals of the Blood Hand Hall.  His name is Su Long! " Chen Zhifeng finally remembered that ten days ago, more than a thousand generals from the Blood Hand Hall besieged a new student, but he was severely defeated by the new student.  The new student also said that he would fight to the death with Xue Handang in Mogao Mountain.  As a result, Xue Handang did not go, causing many people to ridicule him.  The name of that new student is¡ªSu Long!  !  !  "No wonder you are so arrogant. It turns out you are Su Long." Chen Zhifeng nodded and said coldly, "You must think that even the Blood Hand Hall doesn't dare to do anything to you, so you get arrogant. Forget it, I'll just  Let me teach you how to be a high-profile person!" After saying that, Chen Zhifeng waved his hand and planned to lead people to the fighting platform.  However, Su Long remained motionless and laughed: "Is there no bet? You can't lend us the arena for free." "Bet! Bet! Bet!" The audience around them shouted excitedly, watching.  After so many years of fighting, today is the most exciting.  Chen Zhifeng's face became even more ugly. He snorted coldly: "What do you want to bet on?" Su Long seemed not to notice that Chen Zhifeng was so angry that he said leisurely: "One million is definitely too little. You, Mr. Chen, are alone.  It's worth 10 million, plus nine more, let's bet 19 million!" "Halo" Now, even Ya Ge has to put his hand on his forehead.  19 million. Even if I have a rich family, it is impossible for me to contribute 19 million college contribution points, let alone Chen Zhifeng.  Chen Zhifeng¡¯s nose was almost crooked with anger. He felt that Su Long was a clown who was deliberately looking for trouble!  Su Long pretended to be very surprised: "Why, you can't take it out? Just say it if you can't take it out. How would I know that you can't take it out if you don't tell me? If you tell me that you can't take it out, I definitely won't.  I force you to take it out, right? Since you can¡¯t take it out anyway, it¡¯s useless even if I force you to take it out, don¡¯t you think?¡± ¡°Dizzy, dizzy¡± The audience around me was also stunned by Su Long¡¯s section.  Okay, what kind of corner is this freak jumping out of?  On the third floor, in a gorgeous private room, a spiritual being laughed so hard that he fell down.  "It's fun. Thanks to being bored today, I came to the fighting platform to have a look, otherwise I wouldn't have seen such a fun thing." "Father, do you like him?" A young and beautiful girl next to Lingzun asked with a smile.  "Haha, Xin'er still understands me. Yes, this kid is very popular with me. You will pay more attention to him in the future. If he can advance to the advanced level of Spiritual Saint within ten years, you will bring him to see me."  Er smiled and said: "But foster father, it only took him ten days to advance from the intermediate level of Spirit Emperor to the peak level of Spirit Emperor. I'm afraid it won't take ten years to advance to the high level of Spirit Saint." "Where?  It's that simple." Lingzun shook his head and said, "Your realm is not high yet, so I haven't told you about it in the past. The higher the realm, the higher the physical requirements for many evil geniuses at the beginning.  Very vigorous, but after reaching a certain stage, they have to stop and rebuild their bodies. Some people even go too far and have no way to rebuild their bodies and can only wait to die!  Er blinked her eyes in surprise. She looked down at Su Long and said softly, "Will he suffer this bad luck?" As she spoke, the situation below changed again.  After Su Long's twists and turns, Chen Zhifeng was finally driven completely crazy.  "Okay, okay, as long as you win, I will sell my life to you!" "Oh?" Su Long touched his chin, "The life of a low-level spiritual saint seems to be worth some money. Okay, I'll just force it.  "Qiang agreed." The audience was dumbfounded, why did it become like this just as you said it?  If Su Long really wins, he will have a powerful low-level spiritual saint slave!  Damn it, even those spiritual masters, even those three invincible beings, they don¡¯t have such tough servants!  This kid also said that he reluctantly agreed. Does he want to piss Chen Zhifeng to death without even getting on the stage?  "MoreIt's getting more interesting.  "The spirit master on the third floor chuckled and said, "Looking at him, it seems like he can really win?  " Xin'er asked curiously: "Father, can't you tell who can win?  " "How to judge this?  No matter how you look at it, it¡¯s a sure win!  "The spiritual master couldn't help scratching his head and thinking hard, "I can't think of what he can rely on.  Ten enemies would kill him. How could he fight this battle?  " Xin'er said: "Father, don't think about it, they are about to start.  " "Oh, oh, oh, take a look quickly.  " Watching boxing is always a leisure activity, but today I am particularly serious about it. This powerful spiritual master is like a child, lying on the window sill, looking attentively at the fighting platform below. " Ten people on one side, one person on the other side,  Such a strange duel was about to take place soon. The referee was still the same referee. After he announced the rules as usual, he couldn't help but look at Su Long.  It was when Song Qianjun died, those eyes full of terror (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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