"roll."

Feeling the cold wind behind him, Ling Yun felt a chill in his heart, turned around suddenly, punched him out, and collided with Zhao Qingfeng's palm head-on.

Bang.

After the fists were touched, Ling Yun stood there without moving, but Zhao Qingfeng staggered, but took more than ten steps back.

"What? How is this possible?"

Feeling the numbness coming from his arms, Zhao Qingfeng stared at Ling Yun in disbelief.

Although he did not do his best to do his best, it was not something that ordinary people could take. But Ling Yun not only shook him back, but also said that Ling Yun's strength was not as simple as it seemed.

Because there are many people coming to the Martial Palace, many people have seen this scene.

Three days ago, although the matter in front of the General's Mansion was very big, I don't know why it was suppressed by a force. There are actually not many people who know about the entire imperial city now.

The people around are not very clear.

In their eyes, Ling Yun was undoubtedly the useless waste in the imperial city ten days ago.

Therefore, it is simply incredible that this scene falls into their eyes.

"That waste Lingyun can actually force Zhao Qingfeng to retreat? Am I dazzled?"

"What? The spiritual energy transformation power is the symbol of the spiritual martial arts realm. Has this martial arts waste actually embarked on martial arts?"

"In the martial arts path, even if it is just one level, there are huge differences. Lingyun is at most a fifth level of the Lingwu realm, and his cultivation is several levels worse than Zhao Qingfeng. Logically speaking, Zhao Qingfeng's finger is enough to crush Lingyun. But what's going on?"

Shocking.

Everyone felt deeply shocked.

When Zhao Qingfeng heard everyone's comments, he was undoubtedly even more upset.

To him, this is a great shame.

How could he, a ninth-level warrior in the Lingwu Realm, lose to a waste?

He must find this venue today.

"Lingyun, you a lowly guy like a native dog? The reason why I was shocked by you is just because I just passed the assessment of the dynasty election and spent a lot of energy on the assessment? But even if you are asked to participate in the assessment for many times, you will never want to pass the assessment in your life."

Zhao Qingfeng suddenly yelled.

He had just spent a lot of effort before he could barely pass the assessment. It was clear that this assessment was not easy. Without the cultivation level of the Ninth Level of the Spiritual Martial Arts, there was no chance to pass it. This is why there were very few people who passed the assessment after so long.

In his eyes, Ling Yun obviously did not have the ability to pass the assessment.

Ling Yun seemed to be smiling, his eyes rolled, and he said with a cunning look: "You said I can't pass the assessment? Then do you dare to make a bet with me?"

Everyone around was about to leave, but when he heard Ling Yun's words, he stopped again, and a look of watching the show appeared on his face.

Zhao Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, but soon his face was filled with contempt: "You deserve to bet with me?"

"So you dare not?"

Ling Yun deliberately stimulated him.

"Haha, joke. Say it, what do you want to bet on?"

Zhao Qingfeng really couldn't stand the stimulation.

"Just bet on whether I can pass the assessment."

Ling Yun looked serious, but the people around him felt that Ling Yun must be crazy.

As we all know, the reason why the royal family did such an assessment this time was that they did not want those powerful disciples to embarrass the dynasty in the dynasty election, so this time the assessment was extremely strict. At least until now, only one warrior at the eighth level of the Lingwu Realm passed, and the rest were all warriors at the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm and above. As for the eighth level of the Lingwu Realm, there was no one.

Although Ling Yun has embarked on martial arts, it seems that his martial arts cultivation is only at most fifth level of the Lingwu Realm, and there is no chance of passing the assessment at all.

But Ling Yun insisted on using this as a bet? Isn’t this just asking for trouble?

Zhao Qingfeng was extremely happy inside. Isn’t this just to come to the door to slap himself in the face?

Without hesitation, Zhao Qingfeng said, "Okay, I've made this bet, I just don't know what the bet is?"

"If I pass the assessment, you give me 100,000 taels of silver. If I fail, I give you 100,000 taels of silver."

Ling Yun had a expressionless face.

The reason why he chose to pay attention to Zhao Qingfeng was because he knew that Zhao Qingfeng's family seemed to have some money. Although the Jiang Dynasty rewarded the General's Mansion with some silver this time, the General's Mansion had only regained its momentum and many places had to spend money. Ling Yun had previously planned to give Ling Yun a lot of silver, but Ling Yun refused.

Now, it's just a matter of catching a sucker and getting some silver spoils.

But as soon as these words were said, a sensation broke out around them.

One hundred thousand taels of silver is not a small number.

Even for first-class families in the imperial city or the children of high-ranking officials and nobles, few people can afford 100,000 taels of silver at one time.

Could this Ling Yun be kicked by a donkey in the head?

Otherwise, normal people would never do such a thing as giving away money for nothing!

Everyone was immediately envious of Zhao Qingfeng.

When Zhao Qingfeng heard this, he felt even more happy. Without thinking, he immediately agreed.

Can you not only slap Ling Yun in the face, but also make a big profit?

This is simply a good thing that a pie fell from the sky.

At this time, a wealthy young man next to him couldn't help but stand up and said to Ling Yun: "Ling Yun, I, Yang Wei, have always liked gambling. How can I miss this kind of thing? I wonder if I can join in the fun. I plan to pay 30,000 taels of silver."

Ling Yun raised a ghost smile on his lips. He naturally had no objection to the money delivered to his door: "Yes, Zhao Qingfeng's bets and I are open to everyone, and everyone can bet, one or two, if I lose, double compensation. But I have one condition, that is, no matter who bets, I can only suppress me."

One word stirs up a thousand waves.

Ling Yun's words made everyone present excited.

These people used to think they could only watch, but now they didn't expect that they could get a share of the pie. How could they not be happy?

As for the conditions Ling Yun mentioned?

joke.

Who would be so stupid that he would win?

"Okay, since Lingyun, you are so happy, then I, Yang Wei, will not be polite to you. I will add another 20,000 taels of silver and bet a total of 50,000 silver."

"Wait, I'll bet a thousand taels too."

"It's so unlucky. I only have five thousand taels on it. If anyone lends me some more, I will bet twenty thousand."

"How can such a thing be missed by Lu Chen, the future young owner of my wealthy money house. I bet 100,000 taels."

For a time, many people around were enthusiastic.

Almost everyone emptied their pockets.

In less than a stick of incense, the bet reached a terrifying 2.3 million.

Moreover, these people seemed to be afraid that Ling Yun would remember their bets wrongly, and were worried that Ling Yun would pay less after losing, so they wrote all the names and bet amounts of all bettors on a piece of paper.

It was dense, and each person had specially stamped a red handprint.

Then, everyone started dancing like a festival.

It seems that someone really wants to give them money after a while.

Looking at the people in front of him, Ling Yun also smiled in his heart.

It turns out that there is true love in the world.
Chapter completed!