Beast God of War

Chapter 21 I hate bad debts

Dozens of people in the audience stared wide-eyed, staring in disbelief at the worst sapphire slab in Sikong Jing's hand.

"impossible……"

Such a voice resounded in everyone's minds, but the martial aura emanating from the sapphire slate was real.

The breathing of the audience became rapid.

Young Master Chu Bo's condescending smile had long since disappeared, leaving him stunned.

"Now, shouldn't it be time for you to honor your bet?" Sikong Jing's voice broke the silence and pointed at Chu Bo.

The audience also whispered to each other, and their eyes slowly shifted to Chu Bo.

A sharp voice sounded from the mouth of the beautiful shop assistant, she pointed at Sikong Jing angrily, and said coquettishly: "Are you kidding me, do you know who Young Master Chu is? How dare you let him fulfill his bet?"

Sikong Jing replied blankly: "I don't know, and there is no need to know."

Of course he didn't know who Chu Bo was, to him he was just humiliating.

The beautiful clerk puffed her chest out and introduced coldly: "Then I will tell you kindly now that young master Chu is the eldest son of the Chu family of the four major families in Yunye City, and there is still time for you to curry favor."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the audience looking at Sikong Jing changed again, with a playful look.

Some people even stood up and said: "I have to say, your luck is really good. You hit the once-in-a-hundred-year recording success, but I advise you not to mention the bet."

Everyone in the audience shrugged. This fool was lucky, but he happened to meet the young master Chu Bo. No one took the bet seriously, and no one thought that Sikong Jing succeeded in recording with his strength.

Again, the success rate of burning the most inferior sapphire slab is close to zero.

"Brother, take it when you see it."

"Some people are not something you can afford to provoke, so put your mind to it and don't talk cheap."

"That's right, watch out for the danger of killing yourself."

"Since you have recorded a martial skill, you should be glad that you don't have to kneel down. Hurry up and thank Young Master Chu for your gift of stone."

There were quite a few onlookers who seemed to be kindly persuading Sikong Jing.

Snapped!
Chu Bo also closed the folding fan casually, and said with a few strands of gloom: "It's really disappointing, thank you is unnecessary."

He was in a very upset mood. He was originally teasing a fool out of boredom, but he never thought he would be slapped in the face.

"I bought your sapphire slab for a silver crystal coin."

After speaking, Chu Bo said to the servant behind him: "Give this fool a silver crystal coin, then smash his sapphire slab to me, and let him get out from under my crotch."

He stepped on the stool with one foot, pointed at Sikong Jing and sneered repeatedly.

Chu Bo's servant immediately went up to meet him, and slammed a silver crystal coin at Sikong Jing's feet. He stretched out his hand and said coldly, "Bring the slate."

Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes, and said in vain: "I, I hate bad debts!"

boom!
As soon as the words fell, Sikong Jing's true energy burst out from his body, and with a backhand slap, Chu Bo's servant flew out. When the other party screamed, he dodged to Chu Bo's body again.

He kicked Chu Bo's lower abdomen hard.

Chu Bo, who was waiting for Sikong Jing to be humiliated by his crotch, was caught off guard. With a strange cry, he flew from the Tianwu Pavilion to the street, but Sikong Jing stepped forward to catch up...

With two bangs, two kicks landed on Chu Bo's knee.

thump……

Chu Bo knelt straight in the middle of the street, screaming in pain.

Everything was completed in a blink of an eye. When everyone in Tianwu Pavilion realized it, Chu Bo was already kneeling with a distorted face.

And Sikong Jing in front of him stood upright and majestic.

Ignoring the astonishment around him, Sikong Jing asked brazenly, "Young Master Chu, do you still remember the content of my bet?"

After a while, Chu Bo came to his senses, his eyes were bloodshot and he said: "You bastard, you dare to hit me?"

Speaking of which, Chu Bo was about to get up, but just as he moved, his feet felt a piercing pain.

"Don't move rashly, or your knee will be abolished."

When Sikong Jing attacked Chu Bo's knee, he lost some energy between his muscles and bones, which was the source of Chu Bo's severe pain.

This little trick, for the once invincible general, is naturally easy to do.

Of course Chu Bo wanted to move unbelievingly, but the pain intensified, his whole face was flushed, and he was sweating profusely.

"Fulfill the bet, and I will help you relieve the severe pain." Sikong Jing reminded.

However, in the next moment, a deep voice came from my ear: "Little brother, you have to forgive others and forgive others. It will not do you any good to push too hard. After all, this is Yunye City."

The voice came from the direction of Tianwu Pavilion, and a middle-aged man came out from the middle of the door.

Surrounding the middle-aged man, there are naturally those "well-intentioned" onlookers.

At the same time, the former beautiful clerk was beside the middle-aged man, pointed at Sikong Jing and said, "Boy, didn't you hear what Master Lu said? Don't help Young Master Chu up, or you will die."

Sikong Jing turned his head to the side, and asked the middle-aged man, "Are you the branch master of the Tianwu Pavilion in Yunye City?"

"Yes, my surname is Lu Mingzhao."

The middle-aged man introduced himself indifferently, and then said: "My little brother's accent is from out of town, right? Hearing someone from Lu's persuasion, your strength at the sixth level of the Ming Realm is not enough to run wild in Yunye City."

The aura that Sikong Jing showed just now is very clear, it is only the sixth level of the Ming Realm.

Although Yunye City is not big, there are countless people who can kill him.

Today he happened to meet the young master Chu Bo, who was a dandy and not enterprising. If it were any other young master of the Chu family, he would never have the chance to stand up and talk.

"Chu Bo is the eldest son of the Chu family of the four major families. It may be too late for you to stop and apologize now."

Seeing that Sikong Jing was unmoved, Lu Zhao reminded him again.

Shrugging his shoulders, Sikong Jing walked towards Lu Zhao step by step, and handed over the engraved sapphire slab and said, "Since you are the branch master of Tiangewu, let me set a price for this sapphire slab."

"you……"

Lu Zhao never thought that Sikong Jing wouldn't buy anything, and now he still has the mood to ask for a price for the sapphire slab?

Heaving a sigh of relief, Lu Zhaohan said: "Yes, but before appraising the value of the stone slab, I will appraise you. You won't survive tomorrow when the sun rises."

Since the young man in front of him didn't listen to persuasion, he was lazy to say more.

Lu Zhao immediately breathed his true energy into the sapphire slab, his expression was still as calm as water, the martial arts engraved by this kind of luck is at most low-grade yellow grade, and the price will not exceed ten silver crystal coins.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lu Zhao's expression froze.

The zhenqi in the body unexpectedly rioted unconsciously.

His face was getting redder and redder, and the blood in his eyes floated up, and his whole body seemed to be cooked little by little.

"Pavilion Master, why are you angry?"

"Could it be that this idiot cheated and tampered with the sapphire slab?"

Seeing this, the beautiful clerk immediately asked questions. It was obvious that the owner of the pavilion was going to be angry, otherwise his face would not be so red, and he added embellishments: "I just said, this idiot can't succeed."

(End of this chapter)