Chapter 69 Betting

"Huh! Let's go!" Wang Wujian turned around and planned to leave, but he had not yet taken a step. Several powerful soul forces made him all over. Looking up, Qian Jia's followers didn't know when they stood behind him. In terms of strength, the worst martial arts were the top masters of the mysterious realm.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qian Jia smiled and said, "Is it to go to my house's 'Caiyun Building' to enjoy? Or should we go to the armor store to buy something at the bottom?"

Wang Wujian turned around and said, "I won't like those ghost places like you, let alone put those garbage on the bottom. My weapon is enough to smash everything!"

"Hahaha, smash everything?" Qian Jialang laughed a few times and said, "Now, I want to bet with you."

"I don't have Yaxing to bet with you!" Wang Wu's swordsmanship.                ��      ��       ���         �   �� 

Qian Jia smiled faintly and said, "Three hundred people are expected to participate in this game. I bet you won't get into the top 30!"

"What? Can't you get into the top 30? Hou Aji shouted, "You are too low-eyed."

"Hmm!" Qian Jia ignored his abuse and said to Wang Wu, "Do you dare to bet with me?"

"Hee hee, you underestimate my brother Wujian too much! It's not too much for him to be the first in strength. How can he not even enter the thirty? Fang Xiaomei said with a smile.

"Brother Wu Jian?"                ��      ��       ���         �   �� 

When the people present heard her name, they all changed color. Wang Wujian suddenly got goose bumps, and Qian Jia was even more jealous.

"Bad boy, are you afraid?" Qian Jia smiled maliciously. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Don't pay attention to him, let's go." Xi Diao pulled Wang Wujian and said urgently.                        �� �         �

"I bet with him, Brother Wujian, what are you afraid of? I bet you will win." Fang Xiaomei stood beside Wang Wujian and shook his arm.

Seeing that she was so close to Wang Wujian, Qian Jia was going crazy, but soon he calmed down and smiled, "Xiaomei, what if you lose the bet?"

"I lost? Humph, I won't lose? Right! Brother Wujian." Fang Xiaomei asked, pulling him like a little girl.

"Enough!" Wang Wujian broke away from her and roared, "Okay, I'll bet with you."

"Big boss..." Hou Aji blocked him but was pushed away by Wang Wujian.                        �� �         �

"What do you want to bet on?" Wang Wujian said coldly.                        �� �         �

"Bet? Ha ha, since Xiaomei also likes to gamble, let's bet. Uh-huh." Qian Jia thought about it and suddenly the other party Xiaomei smiled, "If he loses, that is, Xiaomei also loses, then you have to kiss me in public, and then how about inciting him two slaps?"

"Ouch! You are so bad, are you still in public? You are such a dream!" Fang Xiaomei said coquettishly and took Wang Wujian's arm.

"How's it going! Boy? Do you dare to gamble?                        �� �         �

"Good!" Wang Wujian said, "What if I win?"                        �� �         �

"If you win? Hey hey," Qian Jia smiled viciously and said, "If you win, then according to what you just said, in addition to Qianzhuang, as long as you like the shops in the city, you can give you any one, including the clerks inside, and then add 2,000 taels of gold for you. What do you think?"

"Okay!" Wang Wujian replied without hesitation, "In addition, you have to be my new store for three days."

"Hahahaha, this is interesting. OK, let's make a deal." Qian Jia stretched out his hand and was ready to give a high-five with Wang Wujian, but Wang Wujian stared at him and turned away.

"Big boss, won't you buy protective equipment?" Hou Aji hurriedly asked. Wang Wujian was angry and strode in front of him, so that Hou Aji had to trot to follow.

"I still want to buy a fart. In the future, I won't enter any store of the Qian family, and I won't use anything that belongs to the Qian family." Wang Wujian roared angrily.

"I think you should be careful. These people have nothing to do all day. I'm afraid you're in trouble. They can do anything if they don't achieve their goals." Xi Diao cautiously reminded him.

"Huh! As long as I don't have a cold and diarrhea on the day of the game, not to mention the top 30, I don't feel any glory even if I enter the top three. Wang Wujian said disdainfully, "Let's go back!" There are so many cows and ghosts in the city. Snake God, can't you provoke me and I can't hide?"

But soon Wang Wujian knew that he had provoked people who should not be provoked. There are four evil masters in Shengwu City, and Qian Jia is one of them. The other three are: Liu Erlang, Di Ziming and Yang Bai. The four of them synthesized "prodigal prodigal". Relying on the prestige and family business of their parents in the city, they do nothing all day long and make trouble everywhere. Ordinary people can't hide!

In order to find fun and compete for the strength and influence of the family, the four of them often secretly interfere in the competition. Even if the college knows it, there is nothing they can do, because most of the expenses such as college construction are provided by these four companies, and because of this, their stores are never restricted from advertising in the college.

"Heroes are hard to beat the four hands. I think you should be more cautious no matter what you do these days. You are in the dark, and they are playing with you." Xi Diao reminded him.

"Hmm, I'd like to see what they can do?" Wang Wujian frowned and sneered. The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. They are all young people. He is so angry that he will not pay attention to the great wealth of a city. After all, he is the son of the eighth largest family in the martial arts world.

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The next day, the sun shone on the snow early. It was a cold morning.

But the severe cold did not affect the enthusiasm of these students to participate in the competition.

Every prepared student happily came to the "Famous Hall" to sign up and looked forward to the announcement of the competition list tomorrow.

"I don't know how the game goes?" Wang Wujian easily squeezed out the crowd and asked Hou Aji.

"It's in the form of melee." A voice sounded from the side.                        �� �         �

Wang Wujian and other four people turned their heads and saw that it was a kind-looking student, lean, medium-sized and shy.

"My name is Zhang Jun. I'm a student of Class B Chou." The student smiled kindly and said, "There are a total of 300 people in the competition. They enter a huge nest together, and then rely on strength and wisdom to win."

The four people pricked up their ears and listened curiously to his introduction.                        �� �         �

The college stipulates that each class can accommodate 20 people, and each class enrolls 60 special enrollment classes, according to 60 children. The special enrollment from the second ugly class in front of us seems to be more concerned about the game than their elite students.

After all, every game is an opportunity to become famous.                        �� �         �

"How do you know this?" Hou Ajidao.                        �� �         �

"A senior told me." Zhang Jun smiled and said, "I have met you. At that commendation meeting, I envy and admire you very much."

Wang Wujian and others were stunned. This was the first time they had heard such a praise, and the doubt in their hearts turned into an infinite sense of glory.

"Can we be friends?" Zhang Jun said sincerely, as if a child was asking for the advice of an adult.

"Of course, we are not great heroes, but, hehe, we got that opportunity." Hou Aji answered first.

"It's good this time. At that time, we can form a small team to fight side by side." Ge Tianren smiled excitedly at the three brothers.                        �� �         �