Comprehensive martial arts: At full level of comprehension, I choose to be a loser

For a time, countless swordsmen flocked to Wudang Mountain to see the duel between the two masters.

There's no way, who made the name of Ximen Blowing Snow Daming Sword God loud enough!

And Ling Feng is not weak, during this period of time, his reputation in the rivers and lakes can be described as hot, with his own strength to force all the major sects, and kill all the masters of the major sects with one move.

What's more, he is a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng.

Who is Zhang Sanfeng, he is one of the few peerless powerhouses in the world.

Countless people are very curious about how outstanding Ling Feng's talent is, and he can be so lucky to get Zhang Sanfeng's favor.

It was precisely because of this that everyone wanted to see if Ximen Fuxue was stronger or Ling Feng was better.

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At this time, Ling Feng still didn't know that the duel between him and Ximen Fuxue had already spread all over the country.

If he knew, he didn't know how he would complain!

Nima, as far as it goes?

It's just a competition, can it be such a sensation?

One by one, it's just like the people who eat melons in the previous life, and it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, have you bought tickets?

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Ling Feng still went to Mingxiangyuan to listen to the music as usual.

But the difference is that there are a lot more people coming and going under Wudang Mountain than before, and as time goes by, there are more and more people from the rivers and lakes gathered here, one by one, holding weapons in their hands, and at first glance, they are people in the rivers and lakes, not ordinary people at all, which makes Ling Feng a lot more vigilant.

"Could it be that these people from the rivers and lakes gathered at the foot of Wudang Mountain are all here to seek revenge on themselves?" Ling Feng thought in his heart.

It's no wonder he thinks so, after all, with his understanding of the various sects, they are not the kind of people who suffer losses and are indifferent.

With their urine nature, it is really possible to come to seek revenge.

Although Ling Feng was a lot more vigilant about this, he didn't care too much about it.

If you want to seek revenge on yourself, you can kill it with a sword.

Just kidding, he's not going to be merciful.

Anyway, with his current strength, as long as the strong people in the realm of heaven and man don't come out, who can help him?

However, when he passed by a gambling house, a large crowd of people gathered at the door of the gambling house, and the noisy sound instantly broke his previous suspicion.

"Come on, come on, heroes, pass by, don't miss the opportunity.

Today's gambling house opened the Ximen Blowing Snow and Ling Feng to win the showdown, betting on Ximen Blowing Snow to win, the odds are one to one, betting on Ling Feng to win, the odds are one to ten.

Bet, bet, not too little, not too much, the more bets you win.

The reputation of this gambling house is supreme, as long as you dare to bet, how much silver this gambling house can afford to lose......"

"What?

Bet on Simon blowing snow to win odds of 1 to 1, which is too little, right?"

"That is, that is, Ling Feng's odds have reached ten to one, if this is a bet of 100,000 taels, if Ling Feng wins, won't he have to lose 1 million taels of silver?

One million taels of silver, can you afford to pay it?"

"Cut, look at you and you've never won. "

"How is it possible, I am the little prince of the gambling house, and I have not tasted defeat in the gambling house for decades. "

"Heh, if you are the little prince of the gambling house, then I will be the god of gambling.

Who would bet on Ling Feng to win?

Ling Feng used his supernatural sword technique to kill hundreds of people from all major sects with one move, but how many of them saw it with their own eyes?

Although he has a certain strength, he is still a lot worse than Ximen Blowing Snow.

Otherwise, do you really think that the owners of the gambling houses are all fools and rush to send you money?"

"Yes, yes, although Ling Feng is Zhang Zhenren's apprentice, he has only been apprenticed to Zhang Zhenren for three years, who has heard that Wudang has such a number one person before?

And Ximen Blowing Snow is different, he is a recognized sword god in my Daming rivers and lakes, and he has not tasted defeat since his debut.

In this way, do you need to say the odds of Simon blowing snow?"

"If you want me to say, it was not Ling Feng who killed hundreds of masters of the various sects that day, but Zhang Zhenren himself, everything was just Wudang building momentum for Ling Feng. "

"It's reasonable, it's reasonable, no matter how strong Ling Feng is, it is absolutely impossible to be Ximen Blowing Snow's opponent. "

"This can be said, in case Ling Feng is a dark horse that has risen strongly!

So, I'm betting that Simon blows the snow to win. "

"I bet ten taels of silver to bet on Simon blowing snow to win.

Earn ten taels of silver for nothing, where to find such a good thing, hehe. "

"I also bet on Simon blowing snow to win, one hundred taels, hurry up and bet on me. "

"I'll bet one or two Ling Feng to win ......"

"Oh my God, are you crazy?

actually bet on Ling Fengsheng, it seems that your two pieces of silver are meat buns and dogs, and there is no return. "

"Whatever, it's just a tael of silver, it's a big deal that I don't eat breakfast for a month.

If I win the bet, won't I make a lot of money?"

"There is no case, Ling Feng can't beat Ximen Blowing Snow, I bet a hundred taels of Ximen Blowing Snow to win. "

"Ten taels of Ling Feng wins"

"One thousand taels of Ximen blowing snow wins"

"Hey, one thousand taels, this benevolent brother is so courageous, rich man!"

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Seeing this scene, Ling Feng seemed to understand something.

Could it be that these people did not come to seek revenge on themselves, but to watch the duel between themselves and Simon Blowing Snow?

If so, should you set up a window to collect tickets?

You can't let them look at it for nothing, can you?

Moreover, these people are so overly optimistic about themselves, are they so bad?

Nima, wait for Lao Tzu, and when the time comes, you will have to lose all your pants.

And this gambling house, without their consent, dared to gamble on themselves, they had to be taught a painful lesson.

So, Ling Feng's heart moved, and he immediately squeezed into the crowd.

"Eh, what's the matter, don't squeeze!"

"What a squeeze, rush to reincarnate!"

"Whoever steps on Lao Tzu's foot, stand up, Lao Tzu promises not to kill you. "

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, my money has fallen to the ground......"

"Whoever steps on the horse and squeezes forward, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite. "

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Amidst the complaints of many gamblers, Ling Feng finally squeezed to the table.

"Hey, how much silver can you bet on 283?" Ling Feng said with a smile.

"This is natural, this son, our gambling houses are all over the major dynasties, and there is absolutely no credibility.

As long as you dare to bet, we can afford to lose as much silver, even if you bet a million taels, we dare to take it. "

A middle-aged man with a big belly laughed, and it seemed that he was the shopkeeper of this gambling house.

"Oh, are you sure?" Ling Feng said with a smirk.

"Of course, no matter how much money you bet, our casino can afford to pay.

This son, you ask so much, do you bet or not?

If you don't bet, don't get in the way and delay someone else from placing a bet. The shopkeeper said impatiently.

"Okay, I'll bet on Ling Feng to win.

I hope you are willing to gamble and lose, or don't blame Ben Gongzi for smashing your gambling house at that time. "

As he spoke, Ling Feng neatly took out a stack of silver tickets and some scattered silver taels from his arms, but he blocked all his net worth.

He didn't think he would lose to Simon Blowing Snow, it was impossible.

Why not gamble on the game of lying down to win blood!

"Haha, Childe is bright.

Childe, you add up to a total of eighteen thousand five hundred and thirty-two taels of silver.

But Childe, are you sure you want to bet on Ling Fengsheng?" the shopkeeper asked again.

"Sure, sure, and sure, hurry up and bill this son!" Ling Feng said impatiently.

"Okay, Childe, the villain will personally bill you. The shopkeeper of the gambling house suddenly smiled and said.