945: Chapter 945: I Bet With You!
945: Chapter 945: I Bet With You!
Many onlooking Inner Court disciples thought it over carefully and understood Hou Ziping’s mindset.
Hou Ziping had been severely injured by Yang Wei before and undoubtedly harbored deep hatred towards Yang Wei.
Now that his injuries had healed and his strength seed to have improved, he wanted to defeat Yang Wei to redeem his previous disgrace.
But could he really defeat Yang Wei?
Hou Ziping indeed overwheld Yang Wei in terms of montum, but the duel between martial artists depended not only on the cultivation level but also on real combat experience.
Since becoming an Inner Court disciple, Yang Wei had continually challenged stronger disciples who ranked above him on the Inner Court disciple power ranking, and he also had to accept challenges from so disciples who ranked lower.
Having gone through hundreds of duels, he had now reached the eighteenth position on the power ranking, amassing rich combat experience.
In contrast, Hou Ziping had entered the Inner Court twelve years ago, dedicating himself solely to intense cultivation, with only a handful of duels which left him lacking in real combat experience, thus making him the less favored in a rematch against Yang Wei.
“Senior Brother Hou, you challenge ?
Haha, have you forgotten who inflicted severe injuries on you three days ago?
Although I don’t know why your injuries healed so quickly, if I could severely injure you once, I can do it a second ti, a third ti…
Co on, if you want to fight, then let’s fight!”
Although Yang Wei felt fear, he knew today’s battle was inevitable, so he gritted his teeth and accepted Hou Ziping’s challenge.
Yang Wei didn’t believe that Hou Ziping’s combat power could surpass his own within just two or three days, even if he had experienced so incredible stroke of luck, it would still take ti to cultivate.
This ti was originally ant for the duel between Yang Lin and Fang Bai, but Hou Ziping and Yang Wei “jumped the queue”, a developnt that many at the venue didn’t anticipate.
“Place your bets!
Place your bets!
I’m betting two thousand Essence Stones on Junior Brother Yang winning!
Who will take the bet against ?”
Just before Hou Ziping and Yang Wei’s duel began, an Inner Court disciple already started shouting loudly.
No sooner had he spoken than another Inner Court disciple chid in, “Senior Brother Wang, I’ll take your bet!
I actually favor Senior Brother Hou!”
“I’m betting ten Gathering Yuan Pills on Junior Brother Yang winning!”
“Haha, Senior Sister Li, I’ll take your bet!
But ten Gathering Yuan Pills are too few, how about twenty?”
“Fine, you’re on!
Junior Brother Yang, I’ve bet all the Gathering Yuan Pills I have on you winning, so don’t let down!”
…
Two to three hundred Inner Court disciples began betting noisily using Essence Stones or Elixirs.
Of course, most of the disciples favored Yang Wei, placing their bets on him.
However, a small portion of the Inner Court disciples felt that Hou Ziping was different from before, exuding an unprecedented confidence and decided to take a chance on him.
“Five thousand Essence Stones, fifty Elixirs, betting on Senior Brother Hou winning, does anyone want to bet against ?”
Fang Bai’s clear voice suddenly rang out, also ready to join the fun.
Five thousand Essence Stones and fifty Elixirs were all the cultivation resources Fang Bai could gather, but he decided to stake them all on Hou Ziping.
How powerful Hou Ziping was now, Fang Bai knew better than anyone, perhaps even better than Hou Ziping himself, so without any hesitation, he bet all his assets on Hou Ziping winning.
Five thousand Essence Stones plus fifty Elixirs was not a small amount for the Inner Court disciples on the scene, so upon hearing Fang Bai’s voice, there was a mont of silence, and for a while, no one dared to bet against Fang Bai.
“Junior Brother Fang, I’ll bet with you!”
Just then, a crisp voice like that of a warbling oriole echoed from afar.
Disciples from the Inner Court at the Practice Battle Arena turned their heads one after another to look in the direction of the voice, their eyes lighting up when they saw who it was.
Fang Bai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked toward a young Inner Court female disciple who was gracefully approaching from a distance.
The one who wanted to bet with Fang Bai was precisely that young Inner Court female disciple.
The Inner Court female disciple wore a light blue dress and appeared to be around twenty-two years old.
With an oval face, phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and cheeks like peach blossoms, she was extrely beautiful, slightly surpassing Gao Shuxian from the External Courtyard.
From the reaction of the male disciples on the Practice Battle Arena, it was evident that the beautiful Inner Court female disciple walking in their direction was quite popular.
“Greetings, Senior Sister Huang!”
As the beautiful Inner Court female disciple approached, disciples of the Inner Court regardless of age or gender, all clasped their fists and bowed to her in greeting.
After Fang Bai entered the Inner Court, he had learned about so of the disciples from Hou Ziping, especially those ranked high on the list of combat power among the disciples; he knew them even better.
The beautiful Inner Court female disciple’s surna was Huang, and her cultivation realm was even higher than Yang Lin’s.
With a thought, Fang Bai imdiately knew who she was.
He saw the female disciple surnad Huang walk up to him, smiling as she sized him up.
He clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, respectfully saying, “Greetings, Senior Sister Huang!”
“Oh, you know ?
Junior Brother Fang, we haven’t t before, have we?”
The female disciple surnad Huang asked curiously.
Fang Bai smiled faintly and said, “Although I haven’t t Senior Sister Huang, I have long heard of your great reputation.
Moreover…”
He raised his hand and pointed toward a huge stele standing on the north side of the Practice Battle Arena, saying, “As an Inner Court disciple, I naturally know a bit about the Inner Court.
Senior Sister Huang’s great na is hanging on that stele in the second position, quite conspicuously, making it hard not to notice!”
The huge stele that Fang Bai pointed to was densely packed with na tags; upon closer scrutiny, there were exactly a hundred tags.
That was the Inner Court Disciples Combat Power List.
All Inner Court disciples took pride in having their nas hung on the stele, and the higher the placent, the better their ranking on the combat power list.
In the second position on the stele, the tag read “Huang Miao,” which was indeed the full na of the female disciple surnad Huang.
This position also indicated that Huang Miao’s strength was second among the Inner Court disciples, surpassing Yang Lin.
Fang Bai’s gaze swept over Huang Miao’s face, then continued, “I’ve heard people say, ‘Senior Sister Huang is naturally beautiful, a beauty unmatched, among the female disciples in the Inner Court, whether in looks or strength, Senior Sister is second to none.’ So as soon as Senior Sister appeared, I imdiately guessed it was you.”
Huang Miao giggled delightfully, her laughter causing her to shimr, her eyes playfully glancing at Fang Bai as she said, “Junior Brother Fang really has a way with words, praising so much that I’m almost blooming with joy, I almost don’t want to bet against you to win your cultivation resources!”
Fang Bai also laughed, saying to Huang Miao, “Is Senior Sister so confident in her victory?”
Huang Miao paused, glanced at Hou Ziping who had already taken a combat stance, and then laughed again, “In terms of cultivation realm, Senior Brother Hou and Senior Brother Yang are quite similar, but in practical combat experience, Senior Brother Yang definitely beats Senior Brother Hou, so I bet on Senior Brother Yang to win!”
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