The first nineteenth bet

There is also Hua Kunlun! Chang Li had a headache when he thought about it. His son could only see in front of him, but could not see the behind the incident. Chang Ling didn't dare to provoke Hua Kunlun head-on, but he only dared to find some insignificant people to disgust him, and they were all in the event that there was no one around.--.net.

But he didn't expect... Chang Li sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that this young Long Xuan would be so decisive in handling things. He didn't care about the reaction of the Chang family. He just beat someone without saying hello!

This attack not only made Chang Changqing lose face, but also made Chang Li in a very passive situation. The marriage with Hua Kunlun had become a bubble. If he still licked his face and told the other party about marriage, Longcheng would say that Chang Li had no backbone the next day.

It is impossible to ease the relationship and there is no way to marry. All you can do is to fight strongly and establish your authority in Changmen! But...

Chang Li's domineering expression became more and more serious. There was no reason why he came late. A few days ago, he was competing for dragon beasts with a Dragon Xuan team in Wanshou Dragon City in Menglong Realm. Although he killed all the opponents, he also suffered heavy injuries. Now he has only 70% of his injuries. There is no chance of winning against Li Qing.

"Your injury has not healed yet?" Li Qing waved his hand: "The leader of the sect taught us that we cannot take advantage of anyone in Changmen's own danger. I will not accept your challenge at this time. When you recover from the injury, if you think you can beat me, you can come to me to challenge at any time."

Chang Li was slightly stunned, and the expressions of the guests around him changed at the same time. Then they looked at Li Qing with admiration. No matter when this old man was facing the Chang family who was robbing power, he still faithfully implemented the rules of Changmen. If all Changmen people were like this, Changmen might be much stronger than now, right?

"Li Qing, don't think that if you make concessions like this, you can cover up the attack on our Chang family." Chang Ling walked to Chang Li's side and suddenly raised his voice: "Chang Li, if you can't preside over justice for your son, I will stand up for my nephew!"

Chang Li glanced at Chang Ling beside him with disgust. He knew that this woman was using the method of provoking and coercing, but he had no choice but to really ignore the words she had just said. The child's father was there! But he wanted his aunt to stand up! Where did the father's face be put?

"Chang Ling, it's not your turn to talk here." Chang Li waved his hand to block Chang Ling's body and turned his head to look at Li Qing: "My son insulted Hua Kunlun. He should fight. This was what I should do. Moreover, only I can do it!"

"What do you want?" Li Qing raised his chin and felt that Chang Li didn't want to take action immediately now, but if he did not make any concessions, the result was that Changmen was internally hot. This was not what the sect leader wanted to see, and it was not beneficial to Changmen at all.

Li Qing planned to make a small step. As long as Chang Li's request was not excessive, then let him go! In front of outsiders, the whole Changmen is still embarrassed! People in the Chang family may not care, but they must care.

Chang Li pondered for a few seconds with a serious expression, and his arm blocking Chang Ling pointed at Xiang Shang behind Hua Kunlun, who was always ready to continue fighting: "My son was injured by his sneak attack, so if my son wants to restore his glory, he must defeat him! So, my request is very simple, let the two of them have a duel face to face!"

"Dull? Your son is fighting with my apprentice?" Hua Kunlun looked at Chang Li like a fool, and his expression on his face became more and more strange: "Are you kidding?"

The guests around were also staring at Chang Li in surprise. Even Long Xuan, who was not strong enough, could see that this young Long Xuan called Xiang Shang. Beating Chang Changqing is as simple as an adult hitting a child. It is not difficult at all! A one-on-one duel? Isn’t it that the child is given to Xiang Shang again, and I’m beaten up in vain? Why bother? The duel can kill people! If Xiang Shang is not merciless, Chang Li will have a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

"I only ask for a duel for two people one-on-one without anyone helping. (--net.)"

Chang Li's expression was as usual and he didn't care about Hua Kunlun's inquiries at all.

"That's it?" Hua Kunlun couldn't believe it. The conditions were too good! It was obvious that it was just a gift to his son and Xiang Shang beat him up.

As the saying goes, that is to ask for a beating!

Although he didn't understand why Chang Li asked this, Hua Kunlun still felt that he should agree. He looked back at Xiang Shang and found that the apprentice's eyes were full of indifference.

Xiang Shang knew very well in one of the fights just now that even when he was still at the level of the strength of the Dragon Warrior, although it was impossible to capture Changqing alive like now, it would be very simple if he turned into beating the other party to death.

"Where is time?" Xiang Shang took the initiative to start, staring at Chang Changqing, who was already seriously injured on the ground. If he chose to fight now, he would be a little unable to do anything. It was not that he could not beat him, but that the other party was injured so much, and his strength could not be controlled well and beat the person to death. The master seemed to not want the other party to die.

Chang Li glanced at his son on the ground and said lightly: "Seven days, seven days later! I will invite the deacons of Changmen to preside over this duel! Do you have no objection?"

"I lost this time. I hope you don't make excuses anymore. My apprentice and I are very busy. Xiang Shang will also attack to become the Dragon Lord as soon as possible."

"Long Zun?" Chang Li grabbed Chang Changqing in his arms, and a sneer appeared on his domineering face: "Only the ancestors of Changmen have achieved it. Do you think it is that easy?"

"No?" Hua Kunlun touched his chin and looked puzzled: "I remember, I have a bad disciple who seemed to be called Zhuxuan Xielong. I heard that he killed a Dragon Lord-level elder from the Central Dragon Gate, and then broke out of the heavy siege of the Central Dragon City and ran away. If he had not reached the Dragon Lord's realm, could he go out to the Central Dragon Gate?"

"Your wasteful son is so confident that your useless son can beat us Young Master Xiang?" Lu Pin spoke again with a mean lips: "Do you dare to take a gamble?"

"Gambling?" Chang Li stopped his steps as he was about to leave, and his big eyes looked at Lu Pin repeatedly.

"What's there to be someone who dares not bet?" Chang Ling smiled and had a hint of viciousness in his eyes: "My elder brother Chang Li, I have never been afraid! Yes, brother?"

Chang Ling said, while looking at Chang Li with a smirk. If he lost the duel, Chang Li would be embarrassed. How could he miss such an opportunity to hit his prestige?

"Oh! So you are Chang Li's sister, so you should support your elder brother?" Lu Pin walked out of Hua Kunlun's back and stared at Chang Ling with slender eyes and looked up and down: "I don't know, if you start a bet, will you place a bet for your nephew?"

The smirk on Chang Ling's face was as stiff as the bark of a dead tree. The smile in his eyes had long been flying where he could not know where he could fly. It was just bitterness, and he was disliked by Lu Pin.

Betting Chang Changqing? Chang Ling's stiff expression was only slightly relieved after a few seconds. If he faced other Long Xuan, he might still bet on Chang Changqing. After all, this nephew is also close to the peak of the Great Dragon Martial Artist, and he is still a very combat-ready Long Xuan.

However, no matter how powerful the dragon martial artist has combat power, it is impossible to take over Chang Li's casual wave of the dragon energy wall just now! But this young man named Xiang Shang really follows.

"Oh! It seems that Chang Ling, as Aunt Chang Changqing, doesn't care about his nephew." Lu Pin shook his head and said, "It's true! He doesn't care about it, and he even provoked his brother to bet. I really don't know what you are thinking? Are you deliberately trying to harm your brother? You are too vicious, you woman!"

One after another, the words of the money jumped out of Lu Pin's mean lips. Chang Ling had the urge to kill this young Long Xuan immediately, but he was surrounded by the Witch Dragon Clan, and there seemed to be a senior executive of the Lu family not far away. If he really started, he would probably take away the advantage in the end.

Chang Ling stared at Lu Pin. His plan was so perfect! But he didn't plan. In this perfect plan, a guy like Lu Pin suddenly jumped out of this perfect plan!

"If you don't dare to bet on your nephew, then bet on my side. People are for their own survival, and it's not embarrassing to be a traitor."

Xiang Shang's thick voice was not high, but it could clearly reach everyone present.

Chang Ling's already ugly face became even more ugly in an instant. Lu Pin's mouth was a little vicious, but Xiang Shang, who looked pretty kind, cooperated with Lu Pin, what he said was actually even more sinister!

Chang Ling felt that everyone's eyes were on him, and he could only blame him for being too anxious before and trying to force Chang Li to squeeze in. As a result, the two young men thought the pit was not deep enough, so they dug the pit deeper, and then buried both himself and Chang Li.

"Who said I don't support my nephew?" Chang Ling felt like he was forced to stolen, and said stubbornly: "Of course I support my nephew..."

"I support Mr. Xiang!" Lu Pin suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "I bet Mr. Xiang to contribute one million!"

One million? Chang Ling smiled, that's right! For many people, one million contribution is an astronomical figure that cannot be obtained even if they lose everything, but for themselves! That is really a drop in the bucket! I have made a lot of money in the past few years when I entered the Dream Dragon Realm and went on a mission. More importantly, I have made more contributions from being corruption within the Changmen!

Deacon? Chang Ling took a deep breath and his eyes suddenly became hot. If he could get the position of Deacon, then there would be more opportunities for corruption, and it would be impossible to double his wealth.

"One million, right?" Chang Ling said with a bold smile: "Okay, I'll bet with you..."


Chapter completed!