I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 299
It's a pity that now is the time for a duel.

The situation on the court did not allow him to stop and rest at all.

The recovery of Qi and blood circulation is even more out of the question.

What's worse, the sudden heartbeat stop just now made this guy from Tianxiang faction panic.

People are selfish.

Compared with his own life, winning or losing a duel, or the reputation of any sect, are all shit.

Life is gone, what's the use of keeping those illusory things?
In the battle of masters, the outcome is always on the line.

His heart was in such a mess, and several irreparable flaws were immediately revealed.

In the next second, the opponent's sword pointed directly at his chest.

Looking at the unpretentious wooden sword in the opponent's hand, it had already been poked in his chest.

This guy from the Tianxiang faction turned pale.

Then he threw down the wooden knife in his hand, indicating that he had lost.

This sudden change left many people in the arena stunned.

Long story.

In fact, from the moment when his heart stopped beating due to lack of energy and blood to when he lost the duel due to panic, it was just a blink of an eye.

Many people in the arena didn't even know what was going on, but the guy from Mingjian Tower cheered excitedly because of his sudden victory.

His fellow disciples and those who bet on him naturally cheered.

But many guys, including Jia Bufan, showed a dazed look.

Especially Jia Bufan, looking at the guy in Mingjianlou, shouting and jumping in the ring, his eyes suddenly lost focus.

"How could this be, how could this be?" He murmured unconsciously with his mind blank.

His classmate lost the game inexplicably, causing him to also lose 1000 taels of silver inexplicably.

At the same time, the hole dug for Xu Yang has also become a joke.

He also wanted to humiliate him in front of that little boy surnamed Xu after he got the compensation from Nabi's bet.

But now, it's all a luxury.

As one of the biggest winners in this duel, Xu Yang is naturally not as vulgar as Jia Bufan.

At this time, he glanced at Jia Bufan and ignored him.

That guy is now in a daze, and it seems a bit inhumane to run over to provoke him.

It's also a troublesome thing if you get mad.

People from the Tianxiang sect are not vegetarians.

Come on, money is more important.

A bet of 600 taels of silver, twice the odds.

Even the capital with interest is 800 taels of silver.

Plus 50 taels of silver, double the odds of seven.

This is 130 five taels again.

In other words, the fat man from Mingjian Tower owes him 930 taels of silver now.

With such a large debt to collect, how could he have the time to pay attention to that idiot Jia Bufan?
At this moment, Zhang Tianxiang, who was standing beside Xu Yang, was more excited than Xu Yang.

The 50 taels of silver he bet on with Xu Yang was purely an act to support Xu Yang.

For a time, he thought that the 50 taels of silver was a waste of money.

Unexpectedly, the guy from Mingjian Tower actually gave him a comeback.

50 taels of silver, the odds of 130 times [-], plus the capital paid before, that is [-] taels of silver.

In other words, the 130 five taels of silver is basically equivalent to falling from the sky.

In this case, how could Zhang Tianxiang not be excited?
In the arena, the only one who can maintain a neither happy nor sad expression may be the fat man who opened the market.

In order to reduce his own risk of losing money, at the last moment, he actually offered Xu Yang double the odds.

This also made Xu Yang the biggest winner of this duel.

After Xu Yang lost 600 taels of silver notes to him, the fat man knew that he was blind for nothing in this game.

So even though his fellow disciples cheered heartily on and off the stage, his face always maintained an expression of neither happiness nor sadness.

It's been a waste of time, what else can he do?

He just waited until Zhang Tianxiang pulled Xu Yang with a smile and ran to him, waiting for him to settle the bet.

The fat-soaked heart in the fat man's chest suddenly felt a sharp pain.

The bet he wanted to pay these two guys was as high as 2000 taels of silver.

After deducting the 700 taels of capital invested by others, that is also a profit of 300 taels of silver.

Damn it, if he had gritted his teeth and taken the risk at that time, the 300 taels of snowflake silver would have been in his pocket.

Before that, the markets he opened were all small-scale fights.

Otherwise, he would not miss this huge sum of money.

One thousand three hundred taels of silver!

How many times did he have to open the market to earn so much?
Thinking of this, Fatty Liu's right hand, which was stretched out to receive the gambling ticket, couldn't help but tremble.

If Fatty Liu is the same as Xu Yang, he is from another world.

At this time, he would definitely cry out with tears in his eyes: "I once had 300 taels of silver placed in front of me, but I didn't cherish it.

I didn't regret it until I lost it.

The most painful thing in life is this.

If God can give me another chance, I will definitely yell to seal the game after that fool's 1000 taels bet is pocketed! "

Of course, Fatty Liu is not a time traveler.

Too late for him to regret, it is impossible for him to have another chance.

So when Zhang Tianxiang took the three betting tickets between himself and Xu Yang into his hand.

Fatty Liu could only hold back his desire to die, took out two thousand and seventy taels of silver notes from his pocket, and handed them out tremblingly.

When Zhang Tianxiang snatched the large stack of bank notes, Fatty Liu's heart soaked in fat suddenly missed a few beats.

Damn, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die.

Because of a moment of timidity, so many banknotes left him.

At this moment, Fatty Liu really wanted to die.

Zhang Tianxiang, who was full of excitement, didn't care about Fatty Liu's life or death?
Although he is the young master of Flying Eagle Castle, Zhang Tianxiang is not as prodigal as Jia Bufan.

To be honest, even when he was the most favored, Zhang Tianxiang never got even 500 taels of silver from his father.

Before coming to Yuntai Mountain, he was still worried about the wine money of two taels of silver.

But now, he is already a local tyrant holding two thousand and seventy taels of silver.

Damn, such a wonderful encounter in life is simply unimaginable.

Just when Zhang Tianxiang, excited and emotional, was about to stuff the thick stack of banknotes into his arms, Xu Yang couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, I said Tianxiang, should I return the one thousand 930 five taels of silver note that belongs to me first?" Xu Yang took out a shining kitchen knife from his arms, and stared at Zhang with a kind face. Tianxiang said.

(End of this chapter)