Rebirth of the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 475: Bet on a Big One

Seeing Yang Teng coming in, the monks who were betting suddenly came to their minds, "Yang Teng, do you want to take a gamble? Are you not confident in yourself and want to make a profit from the gambling game."

Yang Teng glanced at the talking monk, "It seems you must have lost the bet. I don't know how many Spirit Gathering Pills you suppressed."

The monk laughed and said, "The payout of one loss for one is too small, there is no way, I have to press more points to make more points, so I pressed a hundred bottles and bet you lose!"

Some people around also echoed, "Yang Teng, although we all choose to bet you lose, we still hope you can win and kill Wentian, that kid is too arrogant."

Yang Teng was speechless, whether these guys supported him or opposed him.

The monk who was responsible for collecting the bets looked up and said: "Although we accept the bets from both parties participating in the duel, there is one thing, you two can only bet on your own win, not your own lose."

The reason is simple. In case Yang Teng and Wen Tian both put a high bet on each other to win, and deliberately lose to each other in the duel, the person who set up the gambling will lose money.

This is something that no gambling will allow.

Yang Teng laughed, "I'm not so generous yet, so I will give you my Spirit Gathering Pill."

As he said, he took out three jade bottles from his arms and put them on the table, "This is my bet. Remember that if I win, I will be compensated for nine bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill after removing these three bets."

"Small, isn't it just nine bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill, we can afford it. Besides, you don't necessarily win Wentian." The monk in charge of collecting the bet issued Yang Teng a voucher. If Yang Teng wins, you can take this Credentials come here to receive 12 bottles of Gathering Pill.

Of course, if you lose, the credentials are invalidated and there is no need to come.

Yang Teng did not accept the credentials, but pointed to the above handwriting and said: "You made a mistake, take a closer look, I am a high-grade spirit gathering pill!"

The voucher stated that it would be three bottles of high-grade spirit gathering pills.

Yang Teng pointed to the word Shangpin and questioned each other.

The cultivator was taken aback for a moment, "Why, it's not a high-grade spirit gathering pill, is it still a top-grade gathering spirit pill?"

"Nonsense, why did Yang Teng use the high-grade Spirit Gathering Pill? You can ask casually, when did Yang Teng make the top grade Spirit Gathering Pill since my debut!" Yang Teng casually opened the stopper of the jade bottle, "You give Let me take a good look, what kind of spirit-gathering pill this is!"

You don't need to look at it, as long as you smell the aura floating in the jade bottle, you can tell that this is the best spirit gathering pill!

The monk's face turned green all of a sudden, and his mouth was open and his eyes were staring, unable to speak.

Three bottles of the best spirit gathering pills, that's three hundred! It's easy to say what Yang Teng loses. In case Yang Teng wins, he will pay for nine bottles of the best spirit gathering pills and ask him where to find the nine bottles of gathering spirit pills.

The companion next to him said: "Yang Teng, it would be boring for you to do this, knowing that we can't produce the best spirit gathering pill, isn't it hard for us?"

Yang Teng glared, "What are you talking about! Since you dare to set up a bet, don't be afraid of people betting. If you don't even dare to take a bet, I don't think you need to go on this bet!"

Without asking him whether he could agree or not, he dared to borrow his name to start a gambling game. How could Yang Teng lightly forgive the other party.

"If you win, we won't be able to come up with the best spirit gathering pills. First, talk about the value of these three bottles of best spirit gathering pills. Then we will pay you three times this value. Do you think this will work." Asked the monk.

"If you say that, it's a bit sincere." Yang Teng's expression eased a little, "Well, I don't want more, just follow the exchange rule of one to fifty thousand. I have nothing to say if I lose, if I win, Give me 150,000 bottles of high-grade spirit gathering pills!"

Oh my God! As soon as Yang Teng's words were spoken, the people around him suddenly frightened.

How big this bet can be, and all the bets added up cannot afford Yang Teng.

Yang Teng is the rhythm of driving people to death!

Is it easy for people to set up a gambling game? If Yang Teng wins, wouldn't the person who set up the gambling game go bankrupt?

"You!" The monk who set up the game glared at Yang Teng, "Don't go too far! Do you really think we are afraid of you!"

How can Yang Teng be frightened by them, "Why, because you are a local snake, bully me as an outsider? Don't set up a bet if you can't afford it! I tell you, don't anger me, or I will take it out again One hundred bottles of superb spirit gathering pills will be a bet, and you will be completely finished!"

The surrounding monks took a breath of air-conditioning at the same time, one hundred bottles of superb spirit gathering pills!

Let alone whether Yang Teng can come up with so many Spirit Gathering Pills, at least people have already scared the party who set up the gambling game in terms of momentum.

No one dared to interrupt indiscriminately, and it was none of their business, although watch the fun.

The monk who set the gambling game did not dare to speak.

At this moment, someone outside the crowd said: "Knowing that you can get a hundred bottles of the best spirit gathering pills, you are willing to throw them all over the floor, and what are you not willing to bet on for a game."

The crowd separated and Xue Qian walked in from outside.

Among those present, the one who knows Yang Teng's strength best is probably Xue Qian. He witnessed the scene of Yang Teng throwing a bottle of the best spirit gathering pills.

Yang Teng chuckled, "Why, do you want to gamble on the depressed man?"

Xue Qian looked at the monks who set up the gambling game, "Go call Bai Hao, you guys can't solve this matter."

"Why, this bet was set by Bai Hao." Yang Teng asked.

Xue Qian nodded, "It is estimated that Bai Hao wants to add some fun to the battle between you and Wentian, he would not have thought that you would come to make trouble."

Yang Teng was unwilling to listen, "Is this making trouble? Since there is a gambling game, I shouldn't refuse to bet. Without that strength compensation, isn't it a scam."

While talking, Bai Hao hurried in from outside the crowd.

In fact, he had known Yang Teng's bet a long time ago, and seeing Yang Teng throw three bottles of the best spirit gathering pills, Bai Hao was so frightened that he did not dare to come out, fearing that Yang Teng would not let go.

It won't work if you don't come out now, you can't let Xue Qian stay in front.

He held a fist at Yang Teng, "Brother Yang, I didn't expect you to have this elegance, but your bet is a bit big, brother I can't afford to lose."

Yang Teng glared, "Bai Hao, you kid can't afford to play and dare to set up a gambling game. What's the difference between this and a scam."

Bai Hao said helplessly: "Brother Yang said that this is not a good thing. My bet is nothing more than a trifle. How can anyone like you, Brother Yang, take out three bottles of the best spirit gathering pills at once, even if you put this I don’t dare to ask for three bottles of the best spirit gathering pills for me."

Seeing Bai Hao's tone softened, Yang Teng was not good at coercing each other, "Then what do you say."

Bai Hao picked up three jade bottles from the table and handed them to Yang Teng, "This time it's my brother, I didn't think about it well. When you defeat Wentian, brother, I will do something for you to celebrate."

Without hitting the smiley face, Bai Hao almost talked to Yang Teng in a humble manner. If Yang Teng refused to let Bai Hao go, it would be too uninteresting.

He took the Yu Ping and pointed at Bai Hao with a smile and cursed, "Why would I know you, a cunning guy, and use my name to set up a bet, and I'm not allowed to bet. Remember, wait until I beat Wentian. Wine is definitely indispensable, I don't drink other wines, I want to drink the kind of melancholy man."

Bai Hao's face immediately collapsed. How could Xue Qian's wine be so easy to drink? It seems that this time he must pay a great price.

The best result was that Yang Teng was defeated by Wentian, and this wine was not required.

Just thinking about it, someone outside the crowd said loudly: "No one will bet with you, I'll do it!"

Today was really lively, Yang Teng looked out of the crowd, he wanted to see who had such a big tone, and dared to gamble with him.

Seeing the visitor clearly, Yang Teng smiled. It was Wentian who challenged him.

Wen Tian strode into the crowd, "No one dared to give the Gathering Pill for free, then I'm welcome!"

Bai Hao said that he was going to suffer. He just set up a gambling game to earn some Spirit Gathering Pill, how could it be done like this.

He greeted him with a smile, "Wen Shao, I'm really sorry, I just rejected Brother Yang, so I can't accept your bet now."

Wen Tian squinted at Bai Hao, "How can I see your bottles of Spirit Gathering Pills! I bet with Yang Teng, doesn't he have the best Spirit Gathering Pills that can’t be sent out? OK, I’ll take them together. It's down."

This is arrogant enough, but Bai Hao can only smile back. He can't participate in the fight between Yang Teng and Wen Tian.

Yang Teng suddenly became interested, "Wen Tian, ​​since you are betting with me, then we might as well increase the bet. It's boring to play such a small mess, dare you dare to play a big game with me."

"Why don't you dare! Anyway, it's all for nothing, I don't think too much!" Hearing the weather is aggressive.

"Fresh, worthy of being the closed disciple of the old man." Yang Teng put the three jade bottles on the table in front of him, not afraid of revealing the magic weapon of space on his body. With the help of the cover of clothes, he took out the items from the ice king ring. put it on the table.

The surrounding monks were immediately dumbfounded, and saw that Yang Teng was like a trick, as his arm swings, a lot of good things were on the table.

There are more than one hundred jade bottles.

Yang Teng pointed to the jade bottles and said, "There are a few bottles of the best-grade spirit gathering pills, and the rest are the best-quality healing pills, and the value should not be worse than the spirit gathering pills."

Wen Tian was also dumbfounded. He never expected Yang Teng to take out so many top-grade pills at once. Who would have thought that there was a magic weapon in him!

Next to the jade bottle, there is also a set of golden armor.

"The value of this set of golden armor is incalculable. I believe this melancholy man knows best." Yang Teng pointed to Tianqiu Jin Jia and said.

Xue Qian was dumbfounded. What is Yang Teng doing? He took out so many pills and took out the golden armor. Isn't he going to wear the golden armor when he is fighting Wentian?

Xue Qian nodded and said: "I dare not to determine the value of this set of golden armor indiscriminately, but I estimate that none of the colleagues and the strong who are here today can break the defense of this set of golden armor."

As soon as Xue Qian's words were spoken, there was a burst of exclamation.

According to that, isn't this set of golden armor an invincible existence!

If Yang Teng puts on the golden armor, how can Wentian defeat Yang Teng!