Jiuyang Dandi

Chapter 487
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Mr. Jia couldn't control himself, and stared at Chu Feng with gritted teeth.

When Chu Feng took out the jade pendant, Mr. Jia became even more mad with hatred.

His eyes were also like a hungry wolf seeing delicious food, staring fiercely at the jade pendant in Chu Feng's hand.

"Tell me, how do you want to bet this time?" Mr. Jia's voice was icy cold.He really wanted to win back this jade pendant, otherwise, he would not lower his noble figure to talk to Chu Feng, a humble outer disciple.

"Hey, aren't you mocking me for not being able to pass the third level? Just take this as a bet, how dare you?"

"If I lose, this jade pendant will be returned to you. If I win, I need 50 taels of silver." Chu Feng was still worried about where to make money, and gathered the medicinal materials needed to hit the late stage of the Great Sword Master.

Now it's all over, Mr. Jia, this big fat pig, sent him to his door to be slaughtered, so what kind of politeness is there?

The white knife goes in, the red knife goes out, let him bleed, and remove two pieces of his flesh.

50 taels of silver is definitely not a small amount.

Ordinary sect disciples certainly don't have this kind of worth.But Mr. Jia is the son of Zong Ling, a serious 'second generation of rich', and his social status is definitely not low.Moreover, it is absolutely unambiguous that this kind of person loses his fortune.

Even if his father has a mountain of gold and silver, he can defeat his father.

What Chu Feng likes most is to deal with such pretentious and superior guys.Looking at their superior 'noble' expressions, he wished he could use the soles of his shoes to measure the length of this kind of person's face.

"It's another bet!"

Among the crowd watching the excitement, many still remembered the bet between Chu Feng and Young Master Jia last time.

How similar the scene at that time was to this moment!
Also, no one is optimistic about Chu Feng.As a result, Chu Feng passed the second level of the Qiankun Sword Formation in a daze.He won Mr. Jia's ancestral jade pendant.He made a big splash.

This time Chu Feng actually wanted to pass the third level, but it surprised many people.

Everyone was very curious as to who would win between Mr. Jia and him.

Curious to know the result.

Mr. Jia showed hesitation, 50 taels is not a small amount.If he lost, he might not be scolded by his father this time, but his legs would be broken by his father.

"Mr. Jia, don't you dare to gamble? If you don't dare, stop chattering here, get out of the way, and close your beak!" Others are afraid of Mr. Jia, an inner disciple, but Chu Feng didn't take this dude Put it in your eyes.

The last time the two competed in the arena, Young Master Jia was knocked down by Chu Feng twice in a row.

I lost my temper completely.

All eyes fell on Mr. Jia's face.

However, compared with not long ago, the eyes of everyone have changed a little this time.

Before that, everyone looked up at Mr. Jia with expressions of awe and admiration.This is an inner sect disciple with a very honorable status.

At this moment, Mr. Jia was shy in front of Chu Feng, hesitating, not like a man.

In terms of momentum, it immediately weakened a bit.

In addition, Chu Feng belongs to the disciples of the outer sect, and there are only a few people such as Mao Wushan and Tang Ying, who are the kind of people who eat inside and outside.Other outer disciples, especially those at the bottom, and those who have been oppressed by inner disciples.

Naturally, he stood in the same camp as Chu Feng.

Because everyone is vulnerable.

They had some expectations in their hearts, hoping that Chu Feng could vent his anger for the outer disciples and slap the inner disciples in the face severely.

In the future, everyone will not be unable to hold their heads up.

At this moment, Han Xiaoying is also very cooperative with her husband.Raising his slender and fair neck, like a proud and beautiful white swan, he looked at Young Master Jia with that contemptuous look on his face.

"Grass, this kid surnamed Chu dares to be so arrogant in front of me. If I don't agree today, I'm afraid I don't know how powerful I am!"

"That little girl Han Xiaoying is also watching from the sidelines. I can't afford to lose face!"

Mr. Jia was furious in his heart, he was ashamed in front of anyone, but he couldn't lose his prestige in front of beautiful women.

"Hmph, just bet, isn't it just 50 taels of silver? To me, it's just a drizzle."

Mr. Jia slapped his face swollen to pretend to be a fat man, and when he was provoked, his mind became hot.

Not only did he agree to Chu Feng's request for a bet against each other, but he also made a fool of himself.

"One word from a gentleman, four horses are hard to chase! Since Mr. Jia is willing to bet, then take out the silver. It is useless to just say that." Chu Feng is just an outer disciple, and he must ask Mr. Jia to place the bet in advance.

Otherwise, with this Mr. Jia's pissing nature, it is very likely that he will not admit it after losing.

"It's still the old rule, we all put the bet in her hands." Chu Feng said, and took the lead in handing the jade pendant to Han Xiaoying.

No one noticed that the silkworm inside the jade pendant had lost its spirituality and remained motionless.

Because the worm soul has been forced into the Demon Slayer Sword by Chu Feng, and merged with the Celestial Soldier.

In fact, this jade pendant has lost its value.

To put it more vividly, a phoenix with its feathers plucked is not as good as a chicken.

However, Mr. Jia didn't know about it, so he still took this jade pendant as a treasure, thinking about winning it back.

Mr. Jia was late, and there was no movement for a long time.

"Haha, Mr. Jia can't afford 50 taels of silver, right?" Chu Feng laughed exaggeratedly, and his voice was also very loud.

Many people looked at Mr. Jia gloatingly.

Chu Feng made them, the lowest-level outer disciples, find a sense of superiority.

You know, in normal times, only inner disciples would show their sense of superiority in front of them.

Today, I'm so fucking relieved.

"Mr. Jia is the son of Zong Ling and an inner disciple. It is a trivial matter to give out 50 taels!"

Han Xiaoying's wonderful eyes, looking bright, praised Mr. Jia.

With just such a sentence, Mr. Jia immediately straightened his waist, and all the bones in his body became lighter.As if he had been injected with chicken blood, his face was flushed and he was full of glory.Patting the breast ribs like chicken chops, he took out several golden tickets from his bosom.

"Here, here is the 5 taels of gold ticket! Hand it over to Junior Sister Han for safekeeping!"

Mr. Jia personally took the golden ticket and walked towards Han Xiaoying.The old trick was repeated, and he wanted to touch her jade hand when handing over the gold ticket to take advantage of it.

Unexpectedly, Chu Feng turned around and grabbed it.

"Whether it's true or not, I have to check it myself!" Chu Feng was furious.

Holding the golden ticket and shaking it, he looked at the light again.

"Bastard, with my identity, can I still get fake gold tickets?" Mr. Jia was so angry that his face turned blue, his eyes were spitting fire, and the top of his head was emitting smoke.

It's just insulting.

He is the son of Zongling, yet Chu Feng questioned his character in public.How to make him not angry?
Chu Feng didn't buy his account, and after the inspection was correct, he handed it over to Han Xiaoying.

"Jia Zhenjing, prudence, with your weird name, it's hard for people not to suspect it!" Chu Feng threw out a sentence that made people laugh and made Mr. Jia furious, and then swaggered into the Qiankun sword formation.

(End of this chapter)