"What an arrogant junior."
The moment Han Qing's voice faded away, a heavy pressure followed right after.
The entire tavern creaked under Han Qing's pressure.
In the tavern, be it the natives or the humans of the first universe, everyone looked over.
"What are you doing!"
A few experts rushed out of the tavern aggressively.
But when they saw Han Qing, they all revealed a look of fear.
Han Qing.
Star rank.
A few famous experts from the villages. Seeing that he was the one causing trouble, the tavern's thugs didn't dare to speak too harshly.
"Senior Han Qing …"
"Don't be afraid." Bai Feng shrugged nonchalantly, "Aren't you afraid that the tavern will be destroyed? Let's go out and fight."
Then, Bai Feng walked past Han Qing with his mouth twitched.
"Come come come, don't get in my way. If you're not convinced, let's go out and fight."
"You think I'm afraid of you!"
On the empty ground outside the tavern …
Bai Feng pursed his lips. Now, in the middle, opposite him was Han Qing, who was already furious.
A battle between players and NPCs.
Many players rushed over when they heard about this.
The natives knew that Han Qing, a top expert from a few villages, was going to fight with the Deity, so they all rushed out.
"Old man."
Bai Feng squinted his eyes and put his hands on his waist.
"Let's not fight for nothing. If I beat you into submission, you'll obediently work for my brother. How about that?"
"Why not!" Han Qing shouted angrily, "If you lose …"
"I won't lose."
Bai Feng frowned and shook his head helplessly.
"If I lose to you, I'd rather die."
"Who is this person? How can she be so arrogant when talking to Han Qing." The surrounding natives whispered, "Doesn't she know that's Han Qing, a Star rank!"
"It's good to let Han Qing dampen the Deity's spirit."
"Look, this Deity is quite good-looking and has a good figure. It'll be a pity if he gets beaten to death."
"Anyway, the Deity can be revived."
"The Deity can't be revived!"
"Really?"
There seemed to be quite a few natives who didn't know that the Deity couldn't be revived.
After knowing, their eyes were filled with fear.
All along, the Gods could be revived infinitely. Who would have thought that even the Gods could not be revived?
"Boss, look! It's that woman!" the resident in the tavern pointed at White Phoenix.
"I know." The leader nodded. "Stay and take a look."
"What's there to see? That's Han Qing. That woman is dead for sure."
"Not necessarily."
The leader still shook his head. He felt that White Phoenix was not simple.
Those who dared to clamor at Han Qing were either truly capable, or they were a stupid donkey.
He did not believe that White Phoenix was the latter!
"Let's wait and see."
More and more people gathered around Bai Feng and Han Qing's match. Ye Zichen noticed that there were people opening bets, as if they were betting on the outcome of the match.
Many people were placing bets over there.
Athana also ran back at this time.
"You went to bet?"
Just now, Ye Zichen seemed to have seen Atana's figure at the betting area. He couldn't help but ask when he saw him return.
"Hehe …" Atana scratched his head.
"Who did you bet on?" asked Ye Zichen.
"Of course it's your friend," Atana patted his chest. "You're my boss. How could I possibly bet on Han Qing? I bet on your friend to win. Of course! "
"You're pretty smart," Ye Zichen nodded in satisfaction.
If Atana really did bet on White Phoenix, then he would win for sure.
Although White Phoenix was weak, she was well-equipped. With that equipment, forget about the Star level, even a Universe level might not be able to beat her.
"What are the odds?" asked Ye Zichen.
"Han Qing is 0.1. Your friend is 10," said Atana.
"Who opened the betting area? How much money do they have? Is it reliable?"
"It's definitely reliable. It has a lot of money to begin with!"
"Go and bet a hundred million for me," Ye Zichen took out a million galaxy credits. "Bet on my friend to win."
"Are … Are you sure …"
"Hurry up!"
Ye Zichen urged. He was actually just trying to cheer things up a bit.
He still had a few dozen universe credits on hand, which was equivalent to a few billion galaxy credits. He was afraid that the opening bet wouldn't be enough. If he couldn't afford it, then he might as well just bet a bit for fun.
Atana hurried over with the money.
As he was being held, it was clear that he was conflicted. He glanced over at Ye Zichen from time to time.
After a long while, he tossed the bag of money down.
"I'll bet," said Atana.
"The odds haven't changed, have they?"
"Nope."
"Just wait to win big. I'll give you twenty percent," Ye Zichen patted Atana's shoulder.
"Future Bro, do you think your friend can win?" Xin Zhengnan walked over with a chicken leg in his hand. "My master is a second-stage Star level."
"Kid, your master is going to lose for sure. Really."
Ye Zichen patted Xin Zhengnan's shoulder, giving him a heads-up.
"When the time comes, make sure to comfort your master."
During this time, neither Han Qing nor White Phoenix made a move.
It was as if they were intentionally stalling for time and waiting for the surrounding spectators to place their bets.
Ye Zichen stood at the very front, relaxed.
Xin Zhengnan bit into a chicken leg and frowned as he looked at his master and White Phoenix.
He actually didn't quite believe that his master would lose.
The difference in strength was too great. What's more, his master had a star-level purple gold artifact.
"You have to win, I'm betting a hundred million on you," Ye Zichen sent White Phoenix a private message.
White Phoenix, who was standing in the middle, turned around with a smile and made a peace sign towards Ye Zichen.
"Don't worry, big sis will definitely win for you!"
The moment the message arrived, White Phoenix raised her eyebrows and pointed at Han Qing.
"Are you ready? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Ignorant junior, why would this old man need you? You can go ahead," Han Qing glared angrily.
"Don't, I have to respect the old and love the young," White Phoenix rubbed her eyes. "Come on, I'll let you make three moves first!"
Let …
Let me make three moves first!
The natives were all shocked when they heard that.
Was this deity in front of them crazy? This was Han Qing. He was the one who let other people win, but this deity was actually going to let Han Qing make three moves first?
White Phoenix looked completely normal …
She was going to be beaten to death by Han Qing in three moves, right?
Ugh …
Ye Zichen nearly couldn't hold it in. This White Phoenix really was a girl who liked to show off to the bone.
"Come on, hit me!"
"Do you think three moves is too little? You're so greedy. Fine, I'll let you make five moves first. How about this, I'll put my hands behind my back as well. I won't even move, okay? "
As she spoke, White Phoenix put her hands behind her back.
"This geezer, he's so smart!"
"You … You …" Han Qing was so angry that his hands couldn't help but tremble. At that moment, a raging inferno burned in his heart, burning away what little rationality he had left.
"Are you going to come or not? Can't you get old already?"
"You're pissing me off!"
Han Qing roared, then sent out a gust of wind from his palms.
"Junior, die!"
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