"Me too, I lost five hundred taels of gold!"
"Don't say anymore, I was encouraged by that asshole just now, and in the heat of the moment, I bet all my assets, a total of eight hundred taels of gold on Lin Zheng's victory, but it all went down the drain … Eight hundred taels of gold, I can't wait to tear that asshole's body into pieces!"
"Find that asshole, tie him to a tree, and light him up like a lantern!"
It turned out that most of the disciples at the scene, under Lin Fei-yan's encouragement, had bet all their assets on Lin Zheng's victory.
After Lin Buzheng defeated Lin Zheng, these disciples lost all their assets. Apart from beating their chests and stomping their feet in anger, they searched everywhere for Lin Fei-yan.
They wanted to find this honest-looking asshole, but actually caused people to vomit blood, and give him a good beating to vent their anger.
"This guy has quite the foresight."
Lin Buzheng was speechless.
Others might not have noticed, but Lin Buzheng clearly saw that just a moment ago, when he used the tremor ability to defeat Lin Zheng, Lin Fei-yan had already escaped far away.
Therefore, even if these disciples turned this place upside down, they would not be able to find Lin Fei-yan.
"Ten thousand taels, twenty thousand taels, thirty thousand taels …"
"Haha, I'm rich, I'm rich!"
As for Fatty Lin, he was laughing like a madman in front of the gambling stall.
On the gambling stall in front of him, there was a small mountain of shining gold and large gold notes.
For the three rounds of gambling, most of the disciples bet on Lin Tianhe, Lin Luan, and Lin Zheng to win. Those who bet on Lin Buzheng were few and far between.
This caused most of the disciples' bets to go down the drain, into Fatty Lin's pocket.
"Big brother, I'll give you half of the money from the three rounds of gambling!"
In the next moment, Fatty Lin was done counting. He stood up and waved at Lin Buzheng excitedly.
Fatty Lin knew very well that the reason why he was able to earn so much money from the three bets was because he knew that Fatty Lin's heart was in his throat.
The fundamental reason was that, on the surface, Lin Buzheng's cultivation base was low, and he did not have any divine bloodline ability, but in reality, his true strength far surpassed Lin Tianhe, Lin Zheng, and Lin Luan.
This was the reason why most of the disciples present had misjudged and placed their bets on the wrong matches three times in a row, allowing Fatty Lin to make a huge profit.
Therefore, Fatty Lin naturally had to give Lin Buzheng half of the money he earned from the three bets.
As for the remaining half, he would have to split it 50-50 with Lin Fei-yan.
It was due to Lin Fei-yan's urging that most of the disciples present placed their bets on Lin Buzheng in the last two rounds.
They even bet on Lin Zheng's victory in the third round, the Crazy Stud Stud.
Fatty Lin had made a huge profit from the bets, but Lin Fei-yan's contributions could not go unnoticed.
"Senior Sister Xinyue is here!"
"Hello, Senior Sister Xinyue!"
"Hello, First Senior Sister!"
In the next moment, the noisy crowd suddenly quietened down.
The disciples in a certain direction automatically moved to the sides, opening up a path.
At the end of the path, a tall woman in armor strode toward Lin Buzheng.
Her long black hair danced wildly behind her.
The tight-fitting armor clearly outlined her devilish and alluring figure.
Half of her snow-white thighs were exposed, making one's imagination run wild.
This woman was none other than one of the four beauties of Evergreen County, as well as the strongest genius of the younger generation of the Lin family, Lin Xinyue.
Before the entrance examination, Lin Buzheng had seen Lin Xinyue from afar at the foot of the mountain.
At that time, Lin Xinyue's purple robe fluttered in the wind. She had a calm expression on her face as she walked through the flowers, causing them to pale in comparison.
A few days ago, Lin Buzheng had seen Lin Xinyue on the Dao Listening Cliff.
She was also in a purple robe, but she had a valiant and imposing aura.
Sitting at the head of the Dao Listening Cliff, as a woman, she outshone all the men in the clan.
This was the third time Lin Buzheng and Lin Xinyue met.
This time, Lin Xinyue was wearing armor, and her aura was high. She was filled with killing intent, like a goddess of war.
Lin Xinyue's attire was different each time they met.
Her aura was either calm, wild, or imperious; the difference was like the difference between Heaven and Earth.
However, there was one similarity — regardless of how Lin Xinyue appeared, she would immediately become the center of attention, causing all the men to be mesmerized by her.
"Lin Buzheng, you're quite strong."
"You managed to defeat Lin Tianhe, Lin Luan, and Lin Zheng."
"It seems like I've underestimated you."
Following this, Lin Xinyue walked up to Lin Buzheng with a prideful expression.
A faint fragrance was emitted from her body.
As it entered Lin Buzheng's nose, his heart skipped a beat.
It was obvious that although Lin Xinyue had only just appeared, she must have been hiding nearby and witnessed how Lin Buzheng defeated Lin Tianhe, Lin Luan, and Lin Zheng.
Rumble!
Before Lin Xinyue finished her sentence, her battle intent soared into the sky.
Her Martial Qi burst out and formed the silhouette of a huge willow tree behind her, floating in the air.
It made her look even more heroic and extraordinary.
It was obvious that Lin Xinyue's blood was boiling after witnessing three battles in a row, and she was eager to fight Lin Buzheng.
Lin Buzheng stood quietly on the spot and stared into Lin Xinyue's eyes.
He did not speak, nor did he step back.
Although Lin Xinyue had shown great kindness to him the last time they met, and Lin Buzheng had a good impression of her.
However, if Lin Xinyue were to challenge him, Lin Buzheng would not reject it.
Although Lin Buzheng handled matters calmly, deep down, he was also an extremely belligerent person. He would not refuse anyone's challenge.
Lin Buzheng noticed that although Lin Xinyue's cultivation was only at the peak of the eighth-layer Qi Path, her aura far surpassed that of Lin Tianhe, Lin Luan, and Lin Zheng.
Once they started fighting, it would be an intense battle.
Even if Lin Buzheng were to win, it would not be easy.
"Forget it."
"There's still time, I'll have plenty of chances to fight you in the future."
Whoosh!
However, in the next moment, Lin Xinyue's battle intent suddenly dissipated.
The arrogant expression on her face disappeared, and she smiled at Lin Buzheng. "Lin Buzheng, there are some things that are not suitable to be discussed in public. Come with me."
Without waiting for Lin Buzheng's reply, he turned around and strode away.
He did not care whether Lin Buzheng would follow him or not.
Lin Buzheng stood on the spot and pondered for a moment. Then, he followed behind Lin Xinyue and left together.
He had only met Lin Xinyue a few times.
However, the few times they met, he could clearly sense that the latter had a very good impression of him.
Therefore, Lin Buzheng and Lin Xinyue could leave without worry. They didn't need to worry about their own safety.
"Hiss, am I seeing things?"
"Eldest Senior Sister, who has always hated men, is actually so close to Lin Buzheng. Unbelievable!"
"That's nothing. Lin Buzheng defeated Lin Tianhe and the other two in a row. His strength is only below Senior Sister Xinyue's. It's only natural that he would attract Eldest Senior Sister's attention!"
Seeing this, the disciples began to discuss among themselves, trying to guess the relationship between Lin Buzheng and Eldest Senior Sister.
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