Chapter 8 I'm willing to admit defeat and go bankrupt!
"Brother Zhan, Mr Zhan, please let the younger one go," Qingyi couldn't help but beg.
"Take all one million gold coins and spiritual medicines," Zhan Wuque stretched out his hand and said coldly.
If you win, you will be sarcastic and if you lose, you will want to run away. Where can such a good thing come from in the world? The Dan King is here, so I am not afraid that they will not dare to give it to you!
"Zhan Wuque, don't go too far, we are all classmates"!
"That's right, one million gold coins are all our wealth. We're just kidding, you're taking it seriously."
"If you want me to see, we will return the elixir to you, so let's forget about this."
The group of teenagers followed behind, with heartache on their faces. Those who didn't know about it might have thought that Zhan Wuque was bullying them.
Zhan Wuque showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. As a god of war, he was a god of war and was spreading across the continent of the gods in his previous life. Today, he was very eye-opening. He could still be so fresh and refined. He had all the medicines divided. He was still joking, do he think he was a fool?
If they hadn't put the blame on themselves, looked down on others and saw that they were invincible, they would have fallen into this field, and they would not have deserved any sympathy.
Seeing this, the Dan King frowned and said, "Since your bet is being opened in my Jubao Pavilion, you must be willing to accept the loss, otherwise I will not be as good as the Jubao Pavilion in the future."
As soon as the Dan King spoke, the group of teenagers admitted their conscience and could only curse in their hearts.
Qingyi stepped forward and sent the spiritual medicine and the gold card that had stored one million gold coins to Zhan Wuque. His face was unwilling and his eyes were full of resentment.
"Thank you all for your generous donation. Although I didn't have much, I reluctantly couldn't accept it." Zhan Wuque changed his previous calmness, reached out to take the gold card and the elixir, and said with a smile.
"Damn it!" The boys were about to burst into anger, and then they realized that they had been tricked by Zhan Wuque!
Qingyi's face turned as dark as the bottom of the pot. He took out 500,000 out of the one million gold coins alone! That was all his savings over the years, and he gave them to others in vain, and his heart was bleeding!
"Walk"!
Qingyi was the first to leave and didn't want to stay for a moment, especially the eyes of the fools around him making him look like a ray of light. He swears that he must avenge this revenge!
The group of teenagers followed Qingyi and the crowd gradually dispersed.
"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back and refine the alchemy," Zhan Wuque said lightly.
The Dan King was stunned when he heard this, his expression was a little strange. Could Zhan Wuque really be able to refine the third-grade spiritual pill?
But isn’t he unable to practice? How can he refine elixirs without Yuanli? Practicing elixirs requires urging Yuanli to control Huohou.
For a moment, the Dan King was stunned and said nothing.
Zhan Wuque didn't care and turned around and left. There were three days left to have a college competition. He had to hurry up and practice, so he would give everyone a big surprise.
When the Dan King came to his senses, Zhan Wuque had already walked away.
"Nana, why are you still standing? You haven't chased after me?" Dan King said with a pity when he saw Jiang Nana standing aside stupidly.
"Chasing? Who are you chasing?" Jiang Nana was a little confused and hadn't reacted in her mind.
"Chasing for the battle is indecisive!" Dan King blew his beard and glared at him. He asked himself such a simple question. If Jiang Nana was not his favorite disciple, he would have blamed him.
"Ah, but I'm three years older than him. Is this appropriate?" Jiang Nana's face turned red with a "swish" and Zhan Wuque's eyes that were always ancient Jing Wubo appeared in her mind, and her heart was a little confused.
The Dan King was stunned and realized that his words were wrong. However, he quickly thought that if there was really a master of alchemy behind Zhan Wuque, he might be worthy of his precious disciple, and he still had great hope to rescue the disciple from that damn place.
"Ahem, Nana, hurry up and catch up, follow Zhan Wuque and touch his background," the Dan King urged, the more he thought about it, the more he felt reasonable. As for the age gap between the two, he ignored it directly. The third year of the female junior, she was holding a gold brick.
"Oh," Jiang Nana heard this and chased Zhan Wuque with her long legs.
With the strength of Jiang Nana's great martial arts master, he walked as fast as he could, and soon he caught up with Zhan Wuque.
At this time, Zhan Wuque was blocked by a group of teenagers on the side of the road. Qingyi was the leader. They lost all their money and naturally they were dissatisfied. They agreed to fight Zhan Wuque and snatch his storage bag away. Not only did they contain spiritual medicine and one million gold coins, but also a priceless Four Seas Cauldron!
"Stop, what are you doing?"
Jiang Nana's afterimage flashed and immediately appeared beside Zhan Wuque, with a pretty face full of anger.
"Boy, you're lucky. The college comparison I want you to go in and out horizontally." The boys knew that there was no chance when they saw Jiang Nana, so they ran away in shame.
"Teacher Jiang, you are really not the time to come." Zhan Wuque was speechless. He was just about to teach them a lesson and verify the power of "Pan Xiang Gong" he had learned recently.
"Why, you still have to fight against everyone by yourself when you hear this tone?" Jiang Nana smiled and gave Zhan Wuque a blank look. Her eyes were as charming as silk. She was charming for a moment, and she looked like a female fairy!
The male compatriots passing by were shining brightly in their eyes, and their eyes were staring straight. Zhan Wuque immediately noticed a murderous look staring at him.
"The beauty is so bad," Zhan Wuque sighed inwardly, shook his head, turned around and walked towards the Zhan family.
"Zhan Wuque, I saved you. Shouldn't you thank me?" What Zhan Wuque didn't expect was that Jiang Nana chased after him again, blocked Zhan Wuque's body, pinched her waist with both hands, and said angrily.
"I said, they are not my opponents, they should thank you, not me," Zhan Wuque responded lightly.
He is already the third level of martial artists, and he is practicing the body refining technique "Panxiang Gong". His body is extremely powerful, and with his previous combat experience, it is not difficult to fight against the crowd with one person.
But to Jiang Nana, she felt that Zhan Wuque was bragging. Among the people, Qingyi had the highest cultivation level, and was already the sixth level of the martial artist. With the joint efforts of everyone, even the strong men on the seventh level of the martial artist could compete with him. This is already close to the top combat power among the younger generation in Qingyang City.
"Okay, okay, let's believe you for now, how about you compare with Qinglongyang?" Jiang Nana's narrow eyes showed a smile, obviously teasing Zhan Wuque.
Zhan Wuque paused after hearing this, and said slowly to Jiang Nana in a serious tone that he had never seen before: "Qingyang City, there is no opponent of me, even this continent will surrender to my feet in the future."
Chapter completed!