"Brother Hua is mighty. I've lost today. I'll come back tomorrow at this time." Ye Qinghan smiled faintly. He was very satisfied with today's training. He looked at Ye Qingwu and Yue Qingcheng, who were standing next to Ye Shisan and smiling at him. He nodded and greeted them, "Qingcheng, Sister Yue, you're all here."
"Ye Qinghan, you're really diligent in your training. Qingcheng is a little embarrassed!" Yue Qingcheng's intelligent eyes flickered. She looked at Ye Qinghan's slightly tanned and skinny face, which had lost its childishness. She felt a little sorry for him. She knew that the reason behind this young man's hard work was to get enough points to save his sister. She was very touched by this, but she was also a little jealous.
Ye Qingwu twitched her straight nose and said with some dissatisfaction, "Ye Qinghan, be honest. How did you know my grandfather's Galloping Bull Steps? Did he teach you in secret? "
"Galloping Bull Steps?" Hua Hua rolled his beautiful eyes and suddenly realized something. He shouted, "Wow, Ye Qinghan, were you using the Galloping Bull Steps just now? No wonder it's so strange! "
"I'll explain later." Ye Qinghan glared at Ye Qingwu helplessly. He was blaming her for speaking inappropriately. How could he say such things here? After Ye Qingwu understood and shut her mouth, he turned to look at Hua Hua and raised his eyebrows. It was not easy to coax Hua Hua to help him with his training. It would be bad if he failed. Therefore, he decided to use provocation to calm Hua Hua down. "Are you afraid? If you're afraid, then admit defeat. Otherwise, it won't look good if you lose in the future. "
"Hmph! I'm afraid? I don't know who was easily stabbed by me three times today. You're definitely going to lose this bet. You're going to treat me … "Although Hua Hua was a little afraid of the magical steps of the Ye Family, he was certainly not timid in the situation where the two beauties were watching. He straightened his chest and said casually. However, he seemed to realize that the next topic was not very harmonious. He quickly shut his mouth in embarrassment.
"Bet? Why would I treat you if I lost? Shemale, why did you stop talking? Go on, go on! " Ye Qingwu accurately sensed the meaning behind Hua Hua's words. Her limpid eyes expressed a strong interest. Seeing that Hua Hua Hua had stopped talking, she continued to ask.
"Haha, it's nothing. Sister Xiao Wu, I'm going to take a shower. I'll talk to you later. The weather is so hot that I'm sweating …" Flower laughed and ran away.
"Humph! If you speak so vaguely, then you're definitely betting on something bad. " Ye Qingwu humphed coldly. She was very dissatisfied with the attitude of the flowers and plants. Turning around, she pointed a finger at Ye Qinghan and demanded, "Little Han, you tell me. Tell me the truth."
"Uh, I'm going to take a shower too. I'll talk to you later! It's really hot. " Ye Qinghan saw that Ye Qingwu was looking at him and that Yue Qingcheng was also looking at him with a smile. He could not help but frown. Just as he was about to escape, he saw that Ye Qingwu was so angry that she seemed to be about to chase after him. He hurriedly shouted, "What? You two want to take a shower with me? "
Ye Qingwu wanted to chase after them, but she quickly stopped. If she really chased after them, she was afraid that people would misunderstand. She was so angry that she stomped her feet on the ground. Pointing at Ye Qinghan's back, she scolded, "Ye Qinghan, just you wait. I'll teach you a lesson sooner or later …"
"Uh?" Yue Qingcheng did not think that Ye Qinghan would include her. Thinking of the shameful meaning in Ye Qinghan's words, her beautiful face blushed, making her look even more lovely.
…
In the following days, in addition to the routine squatting, the elite team had another activity. They watched as Flora chased after Ye Qinghan all over the mountains … On the first day of the duel, Ye Qinghan only lasted fifteen minutes before he was stabbed three times and lost one round. In the following days, as Ye Qinghan became more and more proficient in the Shadowstep, the time of the three stabs also slowly passed.
Today was the thirteenth day of the duel. The elite teams that were not on shifts gathered around Ye Seventeen, quietly waiting for the duel to begin.
"It's about to begin. Alright, is there anyone else who wants to bet? If Ye Qinghan wins, the odds are ten to one, and if Flora wins, the odds are one to one. Hurry up and place your bets, it's the last minute. "Feng Zi's muffled voice sounded, making Flora, Ye Qinghan, and Ye Seventeen feel helpless.
Ever since the third day of the duel, Feng Zi found out about it. He opened a peripheral gambling house under the big tree and acted as the banker. All the elite teams that were not on shifts started betting again.
"Young Master Feng? Why did the betting odds drop again today? Wasn't Young Master Han's odds 1 to 20 yesterday? " A Hua Clan elite said with a bitter expression. A few days ago, Feng Zi, this swindler, always talked about Ye Qinghan's strange footwork as if it was the only one in the world. At first, when everyone heard that Ye Qinghan's footwork was the famous Running Bull Steps of Ye Qinghan, no one actually dared to bet on him losing.
In the end, Ye Qinghan lost thirteen rounds in a row, so much so that they almost sold their pants. If they still bet on Flora to win now, the odds were so low that they basically couldn't make a comeback. They could only hope for Ye Qinghan to win. Now that they saw that Ye Qinghan's odds had dropped, of course they became anxious.
"F * * *, what do you know? These odds are based on their increasing battle experience, as well as the weather, their mood, and the amount of rest they have. It took me an entire night to calculate all of these odds. If you want to bet on speed, if you don't, you can only place your bets tomorrow! " Feng Zi's face darkened as he reprimanded. Ye Qinghan almost won yesterday. If he didn't lower Ye Qinghan's odds today, he would lose everything.
He was extremely shocked at Ye Qinghan's improvement. Initially, when he found out about their bet, he thought that Ye Qinghan would definitely lose. In the end, after Ye Qinghan gradually became more familiar with the Shadowstep, he almost succeeded yesterday. He obviously knew the power of the Ye Family's Saint Tier secret technique, the Shadowstep, after it was mastered. However, wasn't it said that this footwork required at least twenty years of cultivation to be mastered? How did Ye Qinghan seem to almost master the first level after cultivating for a few months?
"We'll bet on Ye Qinghan winning, a hundred Purple Crystal Coins." Just as Feng Zi was thinking, a gentle voice came from the side. Then, he smelled a faint peach blossom fragrance mixed with rose perfume. He raised his head in surprise and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw who it was.
"Miss Qingcheng, Sister Xiao Wu, I'm just playing around. There's no need for you to get involved." Seeing Yue Qingcheng and Ye Qingwu coming together and betting a hundred Purple Crystal Coins, he felt a little uneasy. A hundred Purple Crystal Coins was equivalent to ten thousand Crystal Coins. If Ye Qinghan won, he would have to pay a hundred thousand Crystal Coins.
"What? Didn't you open this place to let people place bets? Could it be a black dealer? "Ye Qingwu snorted and frowned slightly. She glared at Feng Zi as if she was about to flip out.
As soon as Ye Qingwu said this, the elites at the side immediately looked at Feng Zi with disdain. It was as if they would despise him if he didn't accept the bet.
"Alright, since you're giving me money, I'll reluctantly accept it. Don't cry when you lose!" Feng Zi could only laugh dryly and accept the bet. He began to pray in his heart. You must work hard, otherwise, if I lose this round, I'll have to pay a thousand Purple Crystal Coins, which was equivalent to a hundred thousand Crystal Coins. I'm afraid even all my assets won't be enough to pay for it.
While the bets were lively, the fight was lively on the other side. Ye Qinghan seemed to be getting more and more familiar with the Eighteen Steps. He didn't run around being chased by the flowers like he usually did. He just kept running in circles on the grass. Every time the flowers' sword was about to stab his body, his footsteps would twist strangely as if he had foresight, narrowly dodging the attack.
Forty minutes had passed, but the flowers had only managed to stab him once. He had planned for this stab for a long time. He had forced Ye Qinghan to a rocky terrain and used his afterimages to stab him. Now, Ye Qinghan was like a loach. Every time he felt like he was about to stab him, he would narrowly avoid it. It made him want to vomit blood.
"It's been fifty minutes. Young Master Feng, prepare the money. How many clothes can we buy with a hundred thousand Crystal Coins?" Ye Qingwu and Yue Qingcheng were fascinated by the scene. From time to time, they would cheer for Ye Qinghan's miraculous dodging. Under Ye Seventeen's reminder, fifty minutes had passed. Ye Qingwu laughed and looked at Feng Zi, who had a bitter expression on his face.
The members of the elite team beside her were also full of excitement. Although the stakes had been lowered, if they won this time, they still had a chance to win back what they had lost in the past. They couldn't help but cheer for Ye Qinghan even louder.
"Isn't there still ten minutes? What's the hurry? In a fight between experts, they can stab several times in a second. It's not clear who will lose. "Feng Zi's face darkened as he swallowed his saliva. He gritted his teeth and endured. In his heart, he had already cursed the flowers dozens of times. As time passed, his heart grew colder and dimmer …
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