Chapter 943: Keeping an Appointment

In Bitao Martial Arts Academy, disciples would make appointments for battles almost every day, and the location was basically the martial arts arena.

And every battle would attract a large number of Bitao Martial Arts disciples to watch. Later, the onlookers felt that it was not interesting to simply watch the duel between the two sides, so gradually some disciples began to use their own training resources to bet against each other. As a result, this kind of confrontation The gambling trend became more and more popular, attracting almost all martial arts disciples to participate.

Some martial arts disciples "go bankrupt" and lose all their cultivation resources; some martial arts disciples "get rich overnight" and win a lot of cultivation resources.

The battle between Yang Lin and Fang Bai has spread throughout the inner courtyard. Except for some inner courtyard disciples who went out to practice, almost all other inner courtyard disciples gathered at the martial arts field with their own training resources, ready to gamble. A handful.

However, there seemed to be no suspense in this duel. Most of the inner court disciples believed that Fang Bai would definitely lose, so they placed their bets on Yang Lin.

However, a few inner court disciples felt that since Fang Bai dared to accept Yang Lin's challenge, he might have some " trump card ", so they gritted their teeth and bought Fang Baiying.

The inner court disciple named Qian had this mentality and used a thousand yuan stones to bet against a senior brother named Zhao.

Hearing that the other disciples were laughing at him, the inner courtyard disciple named Qian blushed and said loudly: "The duel hasn't even started yet, how can you be so sure that Junior Brother Fang will lose? Huh, I'm optimistic about Junior Brother Fang!"

Although he said this, he was beginning to regret it in his heart, but the warrior promised a thousand dollars, he had already placed a bet on Fang Baiying, and he could not change it anymore.

If Fang Bai loses to Yang Lin in the duel, the inner court disciple named Qian will obediently give a thousand yuan stones to his senior brother named Zhao.

For ordinary inner court disciples, one thousand yuan stones is not a small amount, and if they are exported, they will feel a little distressed.

"Senior Brother Qian, since you are optimistic about Junior Brother Fang, how about we take a gamble? How about it? Do you dare?"

A female disciple from the inner courtyard said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Qian, don't you dare to bet with Junior Sister Chen?"

"A man is still afraid of a woman? Bet with her!"

"If you're a man, just give it a try. What if you win the bet?"

"Haha, I guess Senior Brother Qian doesn't dare to gamble! Senior Brother Qian lost a lot of cultivation resources some time ago, so I don't think he has the confidence to gamble, right?"

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Some of the inner courtyard disciples around him also started making noises.

When the inner courtyard disciple named Qian saw the disdainful look in Junior Sister Chen's teasing, and was encouraged by the inner courtyard disciples around him, his blood boiled up, he puffed up his chest, and said loudly: "What are you afraid of? Junior Sister Chen, bet on Yuan." Stone or elixir?”

Junior Sister Chen smiled and said, "Let's bet on the elixir! Let's bet on ten bottles of Yuan Juan Dan. I wonder what Senior Brother Qian wants?"

The inner court disciple named Qian hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"

After that, several inner court disciples asked to bet with the inner court disciple named Xian. The inner court disciple named Qian gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and simply agreed, thinking that if Fang Bai lost, he would lose all his accumulated cultivation experience. Resources, but if Fang Bai wins, he will make a lot of money.

"Junior Brother Fang, Junior Brother Fang, all my wealth is bet on you, you must not lose!"

The inner courtyard disciple named Qian put his hands together and prayed secretly.

Yang Lin and Yang Wei could clearly hear the voices of the inner court disciples on the martial arts field. Seeing that the inner court disciple named Qian actually supported Fang Bai, they couldn't help but look a little ugly.

When the inner court disciple named Qian saw that Yang Lin and Yang Wei looked at him somewhat unkindly, he realized that his behavior might have offended the cousins, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Yang Lin and Yang Wei are both high-ranking figures on the inner court disciples' combat power list. Yang Lin ranks third and Yang Wei ranks eighteenth. If their cousins ​​join forces, they will even rank first on the inner court disciples' combat power list. , the second-largest person will be a little afraid, let alone the disciple named Qian who ranks dozens of times in the combat power list.

"Cousin, it's already this time and Fang Bai hasn't shown up yet. Is he really going to be a coward?"

Yang Wei was impatient to wait and whispered to Yang Lin.

Yang Lin's eyes flashed and he snorted coldly: "If he doesn't come, go to his residence and drag him here! I want all the disciples in the inner courtyard to know that Junior Brother Fang is a talker. Little man of faith!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a disciple from the inner courtyard shout loudly: "It's coming, it's coming! Junior Brother Fang is here!"

As a result, all the inner court disciples on the martial arts field looked in the same direction.

Fang Bai came in leisurely with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and a relaxed look on his face, as if he was not here to keep an appointment, but for an outing.

Everyone's eyes turned to Fang Bai, and then they were attracted by Hou Ziping who was following him. Some people couldn't help but exclaimed.

Didn't it mean that Hou Ziping was seriously injured by Yang Wei? Didn't it mean that his injury would not recover within two or three months? But the Hou Ziping in front of him was clearly doing well!

When Hou Ziping was injured by Yang Wei, many inner court disciples witnessed it with their own eyes. Now that they saw Hou Ziping appear here intact, they all thought they were dazzled, but when they looked carefully, there was no doubt that the man was indeed Hou Ziping. .

What happened that made Hou Ziping, who was already seriously injured and dying, miraculously recover from his injuries and appear here?

A big question mark appeared in the minds of every inner court disciple present.

"Yang Wei, what's going on?"

When he saw Hou Ziping, a flash of surprise flashed across Yang Lin's eyes, as if he didn't expect such a thing to happen, and then turned to glare at Yang Wei behind him.

Hou Ziping was injured by Yang Wei because Yang Lin was behind it, but what happened in front of him caught Yang Lin off guard.

"I don't know either... I did beat him seriously at that time..."

Yang Wei was a little afraid of his cousin. When he saw him glaring at him, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and said curiously: "No matter how good the panacea is in the world, it is impossible for Hou Ziping's injuries to recover so quickly! This... this ...What the hell is going on?”

The two cousins ​​looked at each other with big eyes. After a moment, they came back to their senses and their eyes fell on Fang Bai and Hou Ziping again.

Fang Bai's feet were like clouds and flowing water, until he reached two feet in front of Yang Lin and Yang Wei before he stood still.

Behind him, Hou Ziping followed suit and stood side by side with Fang Bai, glaring angrily at Yang Wei who had injured him.

Yang Wei had a very strange feeling at this time: he was obviously stronger than Hou Ziping, but at this moment, under Hou Ziping's gaze, he actually felt a sense of fear.