In the open area in front of the highest city gate in the middle of Baiyujing, due to the conflict between Wang Le and Tian Chenghai, the onlookers became increasingly crowded, and in the bustling crowd, there were even bets on the bank outside, betting that Zhou Hui and Tian Chenghai’s four brothers won, and that young man named Emperor was the one who fought against the three masters of Baiyujing’s Xuanlist alone!

The odds of this bet were of course that the throne was extremely unafraid. The dealer set the odds of Wang Le's final victory at one and ten.

As for the three brothers led by Zhou Hui, the odds are set at one-to-one.

Of course, there is no difference in winning or losing, and the odds are 20. After all, the battles between warriors have always been a zero-sum game, and there is only a victory or a loss. There is no difference in winning or losing, so the odds are set at the highest.

The bargaining chips in the betting game are of course the hard source of currency in the martial arts world.

At this time, Wang Da Shao saw someone in the field actually taking the banker to start a gambling game, especially in Yu Guang. He actually saw Qing Yangzi joining in the fun and betting, and he couldn't help but feel speechless. He could only sigh in secret that this human nature who is addicted to gambling is not divided into martial arts world and secular world, and is common and does not distinguish between each other.

"I didn't expect that the martial arts world is also in decline!" Wang Le murmured on his own.

Immediately, Wang Le suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, and did not pay attention to Qingyangzi who ran to join in the fun, straight away, and Tian Chenghai, who was hiding behind the other party and sitting cross-legged on the ground to regulate his breathing.

"You can also go and bet yourself to win." Wang Le said slowly with a faint smile on his lips.

Zhou Hui, a big man with a hooked nose, couldn't help but be stunned, and then hummed, "I'm not short of this amount of money yet!"

"Oh?" Wang Le said meaningfully, "Are you so confident in yourself?"

Zhou Hui frowned a pair of sparse eyebrows, and a cold joy, and replied in a deep voice: "Boy, I heard from the people around you that you call yourself the emperor and defeated my fourth brother in a short time. I think you are still a little capable."

Wang Le did not answer, just nodded, without any rush, and signaled Zhou Hui to continue speaking.

Then he saw Zhou Hui's face full of fleshy face showing a smile and no smile, and then he continued, "Although you are good, you still can't do it in front of me. Besides, Zhou has two brothers to help, you can't make a big deal."

At this time, the middle-aged man in white dressed up around Wang Le and looked at him, all of whom were dressed up, and he looked eager to try. As if he was waiting for Zhou Hui's order, they rushed towards Wang Le's little lamb waiting to be slaughtered like a tiger going down the mountain.

Zhou Hui turned back to his fourth brother Tian Chenghai, and then rejoiced again. His voice was hoarse and joking, "It's better to do this. Just kneel down and sing the little song of Lao Shi's conquest as I said just now, and then kowtow to admit your mistake. Zhou will let you leave without any damage. How about it?"

Wang Le raised his sword eyebrows, and his eyes swept towards Zhou Hui and the two middle-aged men in white clothes next to him, showing a strong sense of sarcasm and said: "Just listening to the discussions of the people around him just now, you know that Zhou Hui ranks tenth in the so-called White Jade Jing Xuan List, and in three days, you will face the seventh-faced fox."

After a pause, Wang Le seemed to have a glimpse of his true thoughts in his heart, and said confidently: "Are you afraid that your vitality will be greatly damaged after fighting with Xiao Ye today, which will affect your head-on confrontation with the Jade-faced Fox three days later?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Hui's face changed, and he denied without hesitation and laughed: "Young man, you treat yourself too much as a dish. You can hurt me Zhou Hui's vitality? What a big joke, hahaha..."

Before Wang Le could argue, Zhou Hui's laughter stopped abruptly, his face became extremely gloomy, and he stared at Wang Le and said, "I really don't want to eat the punishment for the toast. My kindness was regarded as a donkey by you, the ignorant world ant. Since that's the case, let's talk less nonsense, let's see the truth!"

Tian Chenghai, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, quickly got up, staggered and ran away from the crowd watching, while shouting: "Emperor, Tian's three brothers will beat you to kneel down and sing to conquer!"

Wang Le suddenly laughed and replied: "It's impossible for you, Tian Chenghai, to sing, conquer."

Then Wang Le swept to Zhou Hui and the other three with chills, pointed at them with his hands, and said lightly: "It will be a good thing for you four brothers to sing together at that time."

Just as Zhou Hui and the other two were about to scold Wang Le with anger, the onlookers suddenly parted and made their debut. They saw a young man with a jade face of the same age as Wang Le, accompanied by two old men with exactly the same appearance as those of the sixties and seventies, walked in along the way of making a move.

The bustling crowd calmed down after the young man arrived. The change in the atmosphere immediately attracted Wang Le's attention and the calmness.

I saw this handsome young man with outstanding temperament and handsome appearance, with his hands behind his back, and he stopped in a leisurely and relaxed manner, and did not get close to Wang Le, Zhou Hui and others in the confrontation.

"There have been many days at the foot of Bai Yujing's city." The young man said with a smile.

After a pause, the young man Le, Zhou Hui and others said with interest: "Everyone who knows me knows me knows that I have always like to join in the fun. I am very familiar with the conquest song you mentioned."

Wang Le's heart moved, and the gentleman asked, "Have you been to the world?"

I saw the young man nodding with a smile, a hint of vicissitudes flashing in his eyes, and replied: "I have traveled through the world and the world, and I am happy to spend a period of time."

"Uh!" Wang Le saw that this guy was about the same age as him, but his tone of speaking was so old that he couldn't help but say suspiciously: "It's not an old cucumber that is painted green and painted as tender, right?"

Just as Wang Le was muttering in his heart, the young man smiled and said, "Conquer this song can be said to be a household name in the secular world. I also shouted a few times in Karaoke back then, which was very good."

"Puff! Karaoke?" Wang Le suddenly had three black lines on his forehead, and he thought to himself: "It's already the 21st century, and he's still Karaoke. It's indeed an old guy. The time period for traveling to the secular world has to be in the 1990s."
Chapter completed!