What is this kid trying to do now? "
The three Primogenitors looked at Feng Wuchen in confusion. They were very curious.
With the previous lesson, everyone's first reaction was that Feng Wuchen was up to something again.
The hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Everyone pricked up their ears and listened attentively, afraid that they would miss something.
The scene was too cute. It was the expression of a primary school student paying attention in class.
Seeing this, Feng Wuchen wanted to laugh.
"Third Elder, do you all think I'll lose?" Feng Wuchen asked Yang Xuanyi and the other opponents.
The opponents didn't answer immediately. Instead, they thought about whether there was anything wrong with Feng Wuchen's words.
There was nothing wrong with his words.
After thinking for a few seconds, Yang Xuanyi said in a low voice, "You'll definitely lose. Even if you teleport, you have no chance of winning."
The other opponents didn't dare to say anything.
Feng Wuchen nodded and smiled. "Since Third Elder thinks I'll definitely lose, how about we make another bet? Do you dare? "
"Bet?" Everyone was stunned. They looked at Feng Wuchen in shock.
What was Feng Wuchen trying to do by making a bet at this time?
"This …" The three ancestors were also stunned. They didn't expect Feng Wuchen to do this.
From Feng Wuchen's tone, it sounded like he could even defeat the two Invisible Holy Spirits.
Where did Feng Wuchen get his confidence from?
Feng Wuchen would definitely lose this battle. He had no chance of winning.
Even a three-year-old child could see that.
Why did Feng Wuchen want to make a bet?
Could it be that he felt bad for fooling Third Elder and wanted to apologize?
Impossible!
Yang Xuanyi heard these words clearly, and his gloomy face instantly bloomed like a flower.
This was a gift from the heavens!
"Let's bet." Yang Xuanyi's face was filled with a bright smile. He felt like he had turned into a handsome young man in his twenties.
"Everyone heard it. The Third Elder has agreed." Feng Wuchen had a sly smile on his face as he looked at Yang Xuanyi and said, "Third Elder, you better listen carefully."
As soon as he said this, the hall instantly quieted down.
Yang Xuanyi and everyone else in the hall instinctively cocked their ears.
Feng Wuchen said with a sly smile, "Third Elder, if I win, Dragon God Temple's Book Collection Pavilion will also be under my management, how about it?"
Dragon God Temple's library and cultivation resources had always been managed by Yang Xuanyi.
Narrowing his old eyes, Yang Xuan stared at Feng Wuchen and asked, "What if you lose?"
Feng Wuchen spread out his hands, and said, "If I lose, I'll return the treasury to you, and I won't take the title of Supreme Martial Artist. Is that okay?"
"What?" Hearing this, everyone in the hall was shocked and looked at Feng Wuchen like they were looking at an idiot.
Yang Xuan was also dumbfounded on the spot, recalling Feng Wuchen's words word by word, fearing that he had misheard.
Was Feng Wuchen crazy?
"Supreme Martial Artist, you … you're not wrong, right?"
An expert couldn't help but ask. Not only him, everyone else also thought that Feng Wuchen was wrong.
Feng Wuchen's words didn't have any problems, but everyone felt that Feng Wuchen was wrong.
"I'm not wrong, why do you ask?" Feng Wuchen asked with a strange face.
Knowing that he was going to lose, he actually used the treasury and the title of Supreme Martial Artist as a bet?
Puzzled, extremely puzzled.
Long Shihun said in astonishment, "This kid's appetite is not small, he just swindled the treasury, and now he wants to eat the library?"
"Is this kid stupid? And he even used the treasury as a bet? Does he really think he can win? Those are two Five Star Holy Spirits. "Long Shiyun opened his eyes wide, for the first time, he felt his heartbeat accelerate.
"He definitely can't win, the difference in strength is too great, I'm afraid he's giving the Third Elder a way out." Long Shitian frowned and guessed.
Yang Xuan was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and confirmed that there was no problem with Feng Wuchen's words.
"Knowing that he is no match, he still wants to bet? Has this kid found his conscience? "Yang Xuan guessed.
Yang Xuan stared at Feng Wuchen strangely, and said in his heart: "That's not right, this kid is extremely cunning, and even tricked this elder, no matter how I look at it, it doesn't seem like he has found his conscience."
Feng Wuchen found his conscience? Dream on.
It would be good if Feng Wuchen didn't scam you until you lost your family fortune.
But thinking about it carefully, this bet was a chance to turn the tables, and the chance of winning was as high as 99%!
Why not bet on a good thing like a pie falling from the sky?
"Feng Wuchen, you said it yourself, the ancestor also heard it, if you lose, return the treasury, and remove the title of Supreme Martial Artist!" Yang Xuan said loudly and clearly.
Tapping his chest with his thumb, Feng Wuchen smiled, "I said it."
"Good! This elder will bet with you! "A bright smile appeared on Yang Xuan's old face, and his heart was filled with joy.
"Then let's begin." Feng Wuchen smiled confidently.
Seeing that Feng Wuchen was not worried in the slightest, and instead had a card up his sleeve, everyone was curious and curious.
"Brother Feng, are you really confident?" Shan Tong asked through voice transmission.
"Definitely can't win, have you ever seen a one-star Holy Spirit defeat two five-star Holy Spirits?" Feng Wuchen asked in return.
"What? You still want to bet if you can't win? "Shan Tong froze on the spot.
Everyone walked out of the hall, and Yang Xuan immediately sent people to find two five-star Holy Spirits from other forces.
The battle was about to begin.
"Feng Wuchen, it's not too late for you to regret now." Yang Xuan smiled brightly.
"There's no need for me to regret!" Feng Wuchen shrugged, and walked straight to the square.
Seeing Feng Wuchen's confident smile, Yang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and a trace of uneasiness rose in his heart.
"Is this kid really confident in defeating two five-star Holy Spirits?" Long Shishun couldn't figure out where Feng Wuchen's confidence came from.
On the square, seeing Feng Wuchen walking down, the two guards looked nervous and respectful.
"Greetings to Supreme-Being!" Both of them saluted respectfully.
"No need to be so polite." Feng Wuchen smiled brightly, revealing two rows of white teeth.
"Go all out, don't hold back." Yang Xuan ordered.
"Yes! Third Elder! "Both of them answered weakly.
"Go!" Yang Xuan shouted.
"Supreme-Being, please excuse us." Neither of them dared to disobey the order, and immediately circulated their energy and rushed forward at full speed.
Feng Wuchen also rushed forward, and his momentum was overwhelming. He really had the momentum to defeat two five-star Holy Spirits!
The spectating upper echelons were dumbfounded!
This is simply courting death!
Can't you just admit defeat? Must you let others beat you up to feel better?
"Defeat is certain!" Yang Xuan smiled brightly.
At this moment, the crowd felt as if they were watching a battle between two top experts of the Holy World, and they all held their breaths.
"If you can defeat me, I'll sentence you to death!" Just as the two of them approached, Feng Wuchen suddenly laughed.
"Death!" Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, the two guards were scared out of their wits, and they lost their balance in an instant, falling in front of Feng Wuchen.
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