To actually ask the son of the dignified Marquis to invite him in person?
After several months of understanding, they all knew that Qin Feiyang was crazy, but they didn't expect that he would be so crazy.
Meanwhile.
Feng Yun also stood up suddenly and stared at Qin Feiyang angrily.
However.
Qin Feiyang ignored him at all.
One of them whispered: "Senior Brother Feng, he doesn't give you face so much, do you want us to clean up him?"
Feng Yun said angrily: "He has Zhuge Mingyang as a backer, what are you going to do to deal with him?"
The man immediately lowered his head with a look of panic.
"As soon as I hear Zhuge Mingyang, I'm scared like this, what a waste."
Feng Yun snorted coldly, sorted out his mentality a little, and walked towards Qin Feiyang.
"Well?"
"Are you actually going to invite me in person?"
See you.
The people around me felt incredible.
Everyone knows that Qin Feiyang has Zhuge Mingyang as his backer.
But Feng Yun is still the son of Marquis Wu, can't he be so spineless?
Stepping forward, Feng Yun cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Brother Qin, why do you have time to come to the fighting arena today?"
The moment before, he was still angry, but now he has become kind and approachable.
The speed of this face-turning made even the surrounding crowd sigh.
Qin Feiyang also pulled out a smile and said, "Brother Feng, didn't you ask this knowingly?"
Feng Yun glanced at Mo Dong, looked at Qin Feiyang and said with a smile: "Today is really a coincidence, the first time Brother Qin came to the fighting arena, it was my turn to sit in the village. Click the bet."
"Could Qin dare not give Brother Feng's face?"
Qin Feiyang smiled.
Feng Yun looked at Mo Dong again and asked, "Brother, are you interested in taking a gamble?"
"Of course."
Mo Dong nodded, turned and walked towards the gaming table.
Feng Yun smiled brightly, stepped aside, stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Qin, please!"
"Please!"
Qin Feiyang also said with a smile.
Seeing the two of them walking towards the gaming table talking and laughing like old friends, the people around couldn't help but look at each other.
Are all these big men so fickle?
Coming to the gambling table, Mo Dong directly put the Qiankun bag on the table and said, "This is my entire net worth, bet on my own to win."
"Ugh!"
Feng Yun was stunned, and immediately smiled: "It seems that Brother Mo Dong is very confident in himself, how about you, Brother Qin?"
"Me?"
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly and was about to speak.
But this time.
Feng Yun suddenly leaned into Qin Feiyang's ear and said, "How about this, let's make a bet."
"Well?"
Qin Feiyang was taken aback and asked, "What agreement?"
Feng Yun's voice transmission: "If you win, everything on this gambling table belongs to you, but if you lose, you will follow His Royal Highness the Second Prince."
"Second prince?"
Qin Feiyang looked at Feng Yun strangely.
If I remember correctly, this person seems to be following the Thirteenth Prince?
This thirteenth prince has just died a month ago, and he has changed hands?
"I know what you're thinking?"
"Actually, you're right. The Thirteenth Prince didn't take me as his own, so even if he didn't die, I wouldn't follow him again."
Feng Yun secretly said.
"Amazing."
Qin Feiyang held out his thumb, but with an irony.
Feng Yun didn't mind, and voiced: "How is it? Do you dare to gamble?"
Qin Feiyang's eyes flickered.
Suddenly.
He noticed Mo Dong's expression, which was inexplicably weird.
"I see."
"It turns out that all of this was calculated by you."
Qin Feiyang said suddenly.
Feng Yun and Mo Dong looked at each other with a hint of shock in their eyes.
That's right!
They were premeditated.
Mo Dong actually didn't dare to challenge Qin Feiyang, because the current Qin Feiyang was not something he could afford.
He is not stupid, there is no need to offend Qin Feiyang for a dead person.
The reason why he dared to challenge is because Feng Yun and the second prince are behind him.
All this, they didn't tell anyone.
I didn't expect that Qin Feiyang would see through it so easily.
At this moment, they really want to open Qin Feiyang's head to see what is inside?
Looking at the expressions of the two, Qin Feiyang knew that he had guessed correctly, and sighed: "I have to admit, you guys really worked hard!"
Feng Yun asked secretly, "Then are you gambling?"
"Why not gamble on such a good thing?"
"But if I win, I don't want your so-called wealth."
"As long as you are in the arena, kneel in public and kowtow to me."
Qin Feiyang looked at Feng Yundao.
And this sentence, not through sound transmission, can be heard clearly by the people around.
"You still have to kowtow?"
"What are they betting on? Such a big stake?"
People are amazed.
Feng Yun's face also became gloomy, Qin Feiyang just said it in public, making it clear that he wanted to embarrass him.
Mo Dong glanced at Qin Feiyang disdainfully and said, "Senior Brother Feng, don't be afraid, I have confidence."
"Really?"
Feng Yun asked secretly.
"Definitely win."
Mo Dong answered without hesitation, confident.
"OK."
"I'll trust you once."
"But if you lose, Qin Feiyang won't kill you, I will kill you."
Feng Yun said something secretly, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "Okay, I'll bet with you."
Next.
He looked up at the two men who were fighting on the field, and shouted, "Come on, don't delay this gentleman's good deeds."
When the two of them heard it, their necks shrank, they stopped fighting, and both left the fighting arena.
"It's still fun."
Feng Yun sneered and looked at Qin Feiyang and Mo Dong: "You two, come on stage!"
Mo Dong stepped on the ground in one step, jumped high, landed on the fighting arena, and then turned to look at Qin Feiyang provocatively.
Qin Feiyang smiled lightly, without any fancy movements, and stepped onto the fighting arena step by step.
"Everyone, this is a rare opportunity, hurry up and bet."
"Qin Feiyang loses five for one, Mo Dong loses two for one."
At this moment, there was a loud shout from the crowd.
Qin Feiyang followed the sound and saw Wan Chou walking out of the crowd with a sneer on his face, walking towards Feng Yun.
"You told Mo Dong?"
Qin Feiyang frowned.
Actually, he had already vaguely guessed that it was all hatred before, but he wasn't sure, because the people who knew about it were Feng Wuxie and others.
"Who else but me?"
Wan Chou walked to Feng Yun's side and grinned.
Qin Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think it's honorable to do this?"
"What does it matter if you win or lose?"
Wan Qiu shrugged.
"The king loses…"
"That's true, but unfortunately, you'll never be king."
"Because in your whole life, you can only be a slave."
Qin Feiyang smiled disdainfully, turned his head and walked towards Mo Dong.
Wan Qiu immediately clenched his hands, his eyes terrifyingly gloomy.
"Get started!"
Walking across to Mo Dong, Qin Feiyang said lightly.
Mo Dongdao: "Wait a minute, there are still many people who haven't made a bet!"
"Oh, it seems that you are very confident in yourself!"
Qin Feiyang smiled.
"Are you confident, won't you find out later?"
Mo Dong said with a smile.
"Sure enough, things are clustered together, and people are divided into groups."
Qin Feiyang sneered, then looked at the hesitant crowd around the gaming table, and said, "Everyone, believe me and buy me to win, and make sure you earn enough."
"So domineering?"
The crowd looked at each other.
"Good!"
"I'm betting Qin Feiyang, all the net worth!"
"I bet on him too!"
"I bet all my money too!"
All of a sudden, everyone started betting.
Feng Yun is also smiling.
The bigger these guys bet, the more they make.
Mo Dong behaved so confidently that he never thought that Mo Dong would lose.
A full half an hour passed before the crowd dispersed.
And on the gaming table, there are piles of heaven and earth bags like mountains.
Also, most of them bet on Qin Feiyang to win, and only a small number of people bet on Mo Dong to win.
Qin Feiyang glanced at the Qiankun bags with a biting coldness in his eyes.
This time, not only will Feng Yun's face be wiped out, but Qian Wuhou will also go bankrupt!
Because the stakes are too high.
According to the odds of 1 to 5, even Marquis Wu's financial resources cannot bear it.
"It's time to start."
Mo Dong said with a smile.
And at the same time as he spoke, his aura exploded.
"Come on!"
Qin Feiyang flicked his sleeves and put his hands on his back, showing complete contempt.
"Be serious, I'm betting on my fortune, I can't lose!"
This move made everyone off the field start to worry.
Mo Dong's eyes filled with anger.
"On the fighting field, no matter life or death, wake up!"
He roared angrily, his fighting spirit was rolling, he cut through a huge wave, and rushed towards Qin Feiyang!
The terrifying momentum is like overwhelming mountains and rushing towards all directions!
"It's you who should be enlightened."
Qin Feiyang whispered, raised his hand a little in the air, and an invisible force roared out.
——The third form of Returning Ruins Art, Split the Sky!
These three styles are equivalent to the power of superior battle tactics, coupled with Qin Feiyang's current two-star war sect's cultivation, it is comparable to the lethality of the five-star war sect!
As for Mo Dong, even though he was a three-star war sect, he didn't use any tactics, just an ordinary bombardment. How could he stop Qin Feiyang's style?
There is no suspense.
Where the invisible force passes, the fighting spirit disintegrates one after another, vulnerable to a single blow!
Next,
The invisible force rushed towards Mo Dong.
However.
Although Qin Feiyang had the upper hand from the beginning, people off the court were more worried.
Because in their opinion, using battle tactics from the beginning is a very lack of confidence.
So.
Anyone who detained Qin Feiyang could not help but regret it at this moment.
Mo Dong also looked disdainful and said: "Listen to Wan Chou, you have several perfect battle tactics, show it to me quickly!"
At the same time as he spoke, he took a step forward, his speed suddenly soaring, and he calmly avoided the bombardment of the invisible force.
"Auxiliary tactics?"
Qin Feiyang grumbled.
But judging from Mo Dong's speed, it should only be an excellent auxiliary battle tactics.
Not much to worry about.
"If that's the case, then I'll do what you want."
A cold light flashed in Qin Feiyang's eyes, and he pointed his index finger in the air, returning to the ruins on the fourth floor of the Return to the Ruins, and attacked with a bang!
At this moment, the fighting field vibrated violently.
The invisible force, like a terrifying giant python, roars in the sky, deterring all directions!
"Sure enough!"
"There seems to be hope."
The crowd off the field cheered up again.