To actually let the son of a Martial Marquis personally invite him?
After these few months of understanding, they all knew that Qin Feiyang was a very arrogant person, but they never thought that he would be arrogant to such an extent.
At the same time.
Feng Yun also suddenly stood up and stared angrily at Qin Feiyang.
However.
Qin Feiyang completely ignored him.
One of them said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Feng, since he doesn't give you any face, do you want us to go and take care of him?"
Feng Yun said angrily: "He has Zhuge Mingyang as his backer, what are you going to use to take care of him?"
That person immediately lowered his head with a face full of panic.
"Just hearing about Zhuge Mingyang scared him to this extent, what a waste."
Feng Yun snorted coldly, slightly sorted out his state of mind, and walked towards Qin Feiyang.
"Hmm?"
"He actually went to personally invite him?"
Seeing this.
The surrounding people all felt that it was inconceivable.
Everyone knew that Qin Feiyang had Zhuge Mingyang as his backer.
But Feng Yun was still the son of a Martial Marquis, so there was no need for him to be so spineless, right?
Walking forward, Feng Yun cupped his hands and smiled: "Brother Qin, why are you free to come to the fighting arena today?"
A moment ago, he still had an angry look on his face, but now, he had become amiable and approachable.
The speed at which he turned hostile made even the surrounding crowd sigh.
Qin Feiyang also pulled out a smile, and said: "Isn't Brother Feng asking the obvious?"
Feng Yun glanced at Mo Dong, then looked at Qin Feiyang and laughed: "What a coincidence today, it's Brother Qin's first time in the fighting arena, and it's my turn to be the banker. I wonder if Brother Qin can give me some face and place a bet."
"Brother Feng's face, how could I not give it?"
Qin Feiyang laughed.
Feng Yun looked at Mo Dong again, and asked: "Brother, are you interested in gambling as well?"
"Of course."
Mo Dong nodded, turned around and walked towards the gambling table.
Feng Yun smiled brightly, retreated to the side, and extended his hand: "Brother Qin, please!"
"Please!"
Qin Feiyang said with a smile.
Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing as they walked towards the gambling table like old friends, the surrounding people couldn't help but look at each other.
Were all these big shots so fickle?
Mo Dong came to the gambling table and placed his Cosmos Sack on the table. He said, "This is all I have. I'm betting on myself."
"Ugh!"
Feng Yun was astonished, then he smiled and said, "Looks like Brother Mo Dong is very confident in himself. What about you, Brother Qin?"
"Me?"
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly and was about to speak.
But at this moment.
Feng Yun suddenly moved closer to Qin Feiyang's ear and said, "How about this, let's make a bet."
"Hmm?"
Qin Feiyang was stunned and asked, "What agreement?"
Feng Yun sent a voice transmission. "If you win, everything on this table will belong to you. But if you lose, you will follow His Highness, the Second Prince."
"Second Prince?"
Qin Feiyang looked at Feng Yun strangely.
If he remembered correctly, this person used to follow the Thirteenth Prince?
The Thirteenth Prince had just died a month ago, and he had already changed masters?
"I know what you're thinking."
"Actually, you're right. The Thirteenth Prince doesn't treat me as one of his people, so even if he's not dead, I won't follow him anymore."
Feng Yun thought to himself.
"Impressive."
Qin Feiyang gave him a thumbs up, but with a hint of sarcasm.
Feng Yun didn't mind and sent a voice transmission: "How about it? Do you dare to bet? "
Qin Feiyang's eyes flashed.
Suddenly.
He noticed that there was something strange about Mo Dong's expression that couldn't be explained.
"I understand."
"So all of this was planned by you guys."
Qin Feiyang suddenly realized.
Feng Yun and Mo Dong looked at each other with a trace of shock in their eyes.
That's right!
They had planned this all along.
Mo Dong actually didn't dare to challenge Qin Feiyang, because the current Qin Feiyang wasn't someone he could afford to offend.
He wasn't stupid either. There was no need to offend Qin Feiyang for a dead person.
The reason why he dared to challenge him was that Feng Yun and the Second Prince were backing him up.
But they didn't tell anyone about this.
But they didn't expect that it would be so easy for Qin Feiyang to see through it.
At this moment, they really wanted to break open Qin Feiyang's head and see what was inside.
Looking at their expressions, Qin Feiyang knew that he had guessed correctly. He sighed: "I have to admit, you guys really put in a lot of effort!"
Feng Yun asked secretly: "Then are you going to bet or not?"
"Why wouldn't I bet on such a good thing?"
"But if I win, I don't want your so-called wealth."
"As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me in front of everyone in the fighting arena."
Qin Feiyang said as he looked at Feng Yun.
Furthermore, this sentence was not said through sound transmission. Everyone around could hear it clearly.
"He actually wants to kowtow?"
"What are they betting on? The stakes are so high? "
Everyone was bewildered.
Feng Yun's face also darkened. Qin Feiyang said it in front of everyone, it was obvious that he wanted to embarrass him.
Mo Dong looked at Qin Feiyang with disdain, and sent a sound transmission: "Senior Brother Feng, don't be afraid, I have confidence."
"Really?"
Feng Yun asked secretly.
"Definitely win."
Mo Dong replied without hesitation, full of confidence.
"Alright."
"I'll believe you this time."
"But if you lose, even if Qin Feiyang doesn't kill you, I will."
Feng Yun secretly said, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said: "Alright, I'll bet with you."
Following that.
He raised his head and looked at the two people fighting in the arena, and shouted: "Hurry up, don't delay this young master's business."
When the two of them heard this, their necks immediately shrunk. They simply stopped fighting and left the fighting arena.
"At least you know what's good for you."
Feng Yun sneered, and looked at Qin Feiyang and Mo Dong: "The two of you, go on stage!"
Mo Dong stepped on the ground, leaped high into the air, and landed on the fighting arena. He then turned around and looked at Qin Feiyang provocatively.
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly, without any fancy movement technique, he walked onto the fighting arena step by step.
"Everyone, this is a rare opportunity. Hurry up and place your bets."
"Qin Feiyang, 1 to 5, Mo Dong, 1 to 2."
It was also at this moment that a loud shout sounded out from the crowd.
Qin Feiyang looked towards the source of the voice, only to see Wan Qiu walking out from the crowd, with a cold smile on his face, he walked towards Feng Yun.
"You told Mo Dong?"
Qin Feiyang frowned.
In fact, he had already vaguely guessed that it was Wan Qiu, but he wasn't sure because Feng Wuxie and the others knew about this.
"Who else could it be other than me?"
Wan Qiu walked to Feng Yun's side and grinned.
Qin Feiyang raised his eyebrows and said: "You think it's honorable to do this, don't you?"
"The winner takes all, what does it matter?"
Wan Qiu shrugged.
"The winner takes all …"
"That's right, but unfortunately, you'll never become the king."
"Because you'll only be a servant for the rest of your life."
Qin Feiyang smiled disdainfully and turned to walk towards Mo Dong.
Wan Qiu immediately clenched his fists, his eyes frighteningly dark.
"Let's begin!"
Qin Feiyang walked to the opposite side of Mo Dong and said indifferently.
Mo Dong said: "Wait a moment, there are still many people who haven't placed their bets!"
"Heh, it seems that you're very confident in yourself!"
Qin Feiyang said with a smile.
"Whether I'm confident or not, won't you find out later?"
Mo Dong said with a smile.
"Birds of a feather flock together."
Qin Feiyang sneered, then looked at the hesitant crowd around the gambling table and said: "Everyone, if you believe me, bet on me to win. I guarantee that you'll make a lot of money."
"So domineering?"
The crowd looked at each other.
"Alright!"
"I'll bet all my wealth on Qin Feiyang!"
"I'll bet on him too!"
"I'll bet all my wealth too!"
In an instant, everyone began to place their bets.
Feng Yun was also full of smiles.
The bigger the bets these people placed, the more he earned.
Mo Dong was so confident that he didn't expect Mo Dong to lose at all.
After a full hour, the crowd finally dispersed.
On the gambling table, there was a mountainous pile of Qiankun bags.
Furthermore, most of them were betting on Qin Feiyang to win. Only a small portion of them bet on Mo Dong to win.
Qin Feiyang glanced at the Qiankun bags, his eyes revealing a bone-piercing coldness.
This time, not only would he make Feng Yun lose face, he would also make Marquis Qianwu go bankrupt!
Because there were too many bets.
According to the odds of 1 to 5, even with Marquis Qianwu's wealth, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
"We can begin now."
Mo Dong opened his mouth and laughed.
At the same time as he opened his mouth, his aura exploded.
"Come!"
Qin Feiyang flicked his sleeves and placed his hands behind his back, revealing a look of contempt.
"Be serious, I'm betting all my wealth, I can't lose!"
This action caused the people below the stage to begin to worry.
Mo Dong's eyes were brimming with anger.
"In the fighting arena, regardless of life or death, be aware!"
He roared angrily, his battle qi surging, cutting through a huge wave and pouncing towards Qin Feiyang!
The terrifying aura was like an avalanche, pouncing in all directions!
"You're the one who should be aware."
Qin Feiyang muttered, he raised his hand and pointed at the air, an invisible force roaring out.
The third move of the Void Returning Art, Splitting Space!
These three moves were equivalent to the power of a high grade battle art. Coupled with Qin Feiyang's current cultivation of a two star war master, it was comparable to a five star war master's lethality!
As for Mo Dong, although he was a three star war master, he did not use any battle arts and only used ordinary attacks. How could he block Qin Feiyang's move?
There was no suspense.
Wherever the invisible force passed, the battle qi would disintegrate, unable to withstand a single blow!
Following that.
That invisible force pounced towards Mo Dong.
However.
Although Qin Feiyang had the upper hand from the start, the people below the stage were even more worried.
Because in their opinion, using a battle art from the start was a sign of lack of confidence.
So.
Those who bet on Qin Feiyang could not help but regret it at this moment.
Mo Dong also had a disdainful look on his face as he said, "I heard from Wan Qiu that you have mastered several perfect battle arts. Hurry up and show them to me!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward and his speed suddenly increased. He actually calmly avoided the attack of the invisible force.
"An auxiliary battle art?"
Qin Feiyang muttered.
However, judging from Mo Dong's speed, it should only be a high grade auxiliary battle art.
It was nothing to worry about.
"Since that's the case, then I'll do as you wish."
A cold light flashed in Qin Feiyang's eyes as he pointed his index finger in the air. The fourth level of the Void Returning Art, the Void Returning, attacked!
At this moment, the fighting arena began to tremble violently.
The invisible force was like a terrifying python, roaring in the sky and intimidating all directions!
"It really is a perfect battle art!"
"Looks like there's still hope."
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