Chapter 1015 You'll Understand Soon

Lu Chengwen was stunned: "Well... OK."

Zhao Ritian said: "Place a bet on me too. If Long Aotian falls in the first round, I will defeat Laojunshan three times!"

Lu Chengwen looked at him: "Do you have money?"

"Yes, I won 100 million yesterday."

"Where's the money?"

"Yes!" Zhao Ritian said, "Where is my 100 million? Why don't you give it to me?"

Lu Chengwen said: "You don't even have a card, how can I give it to you?"

“Give me cash!”

Lu Chengwen looked at him: "Do you know how much one hundred million is? How big is the pile here? How many tons does it weigh? How big is the volume?"

"I don't know. Anyway, give it to me quickly. That's the money I won!"

Lu Chengwen said: "One hundred million weighs more than a ton. Can you take it away?"

"Ah? So many?" Zhao Ritian asked, "Then why did you place the bet for me?"

"Oh, it's my card number." Lu Chengwen comforted him, "You are young. If you keep so much money in your hands, what will you do if you spend it all? You still can't get married? I will save it for you, and when you need it, I will take it out for you to get married."

Zhao Ritian nodded: "Then I want to place a bet now! Why should I leave my money with you? I suspect you are trying to cheat me!"

"I do not have……"

Long Aotian also came over: "Cheng Wen, seriously, I clearly won 100 million, and I have my own bank card, shouldn't you call me?"

Lu Chengwen was anxious: "Everyone is asking me for money!? What happened to our common goal? What happened to our unity? What happened to our solidarity? What happened to our solidarity?! We are a group!"

"Yeah, yeah, we're a gay group." Zhao Ritian said, "We'll talk about the money after the fight, but you have to remember this."

Bo Yifa was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

A fellow student next to him said, "Brother, let's go. It's embarrassing to talk to them too much..."

……

Walking into the rest room, Long Aotian suddenly looked up and said, "Cheng Wen, I want to watch the battle of the God of Death."

Lu Chengwen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "You also think he looks familiar?"

Zhao Ritian laughed: "You can't even see his face, how can you say he looks familiar? I know who he is. Give me 100 million and I'll tell you."

Lu Chengwen rolled his eyes at him and said, "Know yourself and know your enemy, let's go."

The God of Death is worthy of being the God of Death, and he once again amazed everyone with his skills.

This time, people from the four major families were all surprised.

Facing the three masters of the Zhou family, he was still able to defeat three of them alone.

The two spears were stained with a little red paint, and they were pointed accurately at the eyebrows, throats and heart areas of the clothes of the three contestants.

And the speed was so fast that the game was over before we even had time to warm up.

The people of the Zhou family stood there for a long time, unable to recover from their shock, and finally left in anger.

Lu Chengwen frowned and said, "Big Brother, he must have reached the intermediate level of the Four Ghost Gates, right?"

Long Aotian nodded solemnly: "At least."

Lu Chengwen was a little discouraged.

[Fuck, you are at such a high level, why are you messing around here!? Are you bored!? ]

[This guy can beat the three of us in one second! How do we beat him? Doesn’t this mean he is the pre-determined champion? ]

Lu Chengwen asked Long Aotian: "Big Brother, do you think you can beat him?"

Long Aotian looked at the Grim Reaper looking towards him with sharp eyes.

He also stared at the Grim Reaper: "I'm not completely sure. I may need to... advance once, make some breakthroughs, and then perform beyond my normal level... to succeed."

Lu Chengwen was very discouraged.

This means that this team has no chance of winning the championship.

Death's dominance is too abnormal! He is like Jordan on the basketball court. He doesn't even need teammates. He can win the championship with his two dogs.

Lu Chengwen's fear of the power of the God of Death is deep in his bones.

Even Zhao Ritian, who was always talkative, fell silent.

The three heroes of Yanzhao Sect were all afraid of the power of the God of Death. They felt as never before... that they might not be able to defeat this guy who was the same age as them!

Looking over there, the people from Laojun Mountain were also watching the battle of the Grim Reaper.

The three of them were watching very seriously, and like Lu Chengwen and the others, they all had frowned faces and looked very worried.

It can be seen that this god of death who descended from the sky is an extremely oppressive presence for all seeded teams.

In the afternoon, the peak showdown between Yanzhaomen and Laojunshan finally arrived.

Yesterday, Lu Chengwen "well-intentionedly" advised everyone to buy the bra ticket to win, but who would believe the words of a dishonest businessman?

Bet on you to win? Just your senior brother?

Being ordered around by the rich second apprentice brother, he was as submissive as a dog; being scolded by the powerful third apprentice brother, he was as timid as a dog;

How can you win Laojun Mountain? Where is your face?

And you asked us to bet on you to win, bah!

Buy Laojun Mountain!

Even though the people of Laojun Mountain are good-for-nothings and act in an annoying way, they are definitely stronger than you, the Yanbao Sect!

Just buy Laojun Mountain!

Besides, your junior brother has gone through a fierce battle with Xiong Jianyu, so he will definitely not be able to recover today. Even if he recovers, can he still defeat the three Laojunshans? Who in Laojunshan is not a ruthless person? Who is not the Ghost Four Sect?

Must buy Laojun Mountain!

So, everyone bought Laojunshan! One-sided!

Some of them lost too much money in the last game, so they gambled their lives to make up for it this time; some of them embezzled the sect’s money and wanted to secretly win the money to keep for themselves, so now they have to win another game to plug the hole.

In short, if you want to be rich, place a bet! If you want to win, be bold!

If you want to make a comeback, buy Laojun Mountain!

Long Aotian leaped over Zhao Ritian's head and landed steadily in the center of the stage.

After pretending to be a coward for several days, I can finally show my strength!

Lu Chengwen, you must give me the money I won!

Everyone's heart suddenly hung in their throat!

This bastard, his aura is different from before! He seems very confident!

Long Aotian raised his hand and pointed at Laojun San's people. The three of them were stunned. Then they all showed angry expressions!

Just you!? You dare to challenge me!?

Just as Bo Yifa was about to go on stage, he was stopped by his junior fellow apprentice: "Brother, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? I can kill a mere Long Aotian."

Bo Yifa nodded with a straight face: "I want him to... go off injured."

The junior fellow smiled and said, "I respect the order of the senior brother."

The second apprentice brother suddenly jumped onto the stage and sneered, "If that's the case, let's get started. Look at me..."

The referee grabbed him and said, "Are you sick? Is there something wrong with your brain? Do you think I'm invisible?"

The second apprentice brother was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, please hurry up."

"When was I unhappy?"

The referee said: "This competition is fully sponsored by the Great Sage Group! Great Great Sage, great group, the Great Sage Group is your mentor in investment and your friend in making money..."

During the commercial break, Long Aotian looked at his second junior brother with a sneer.

The second junior brother was extremely anxious.

You bastard, you dare to laugh! ?

In a moment, I will make you unable to laugh!

I want you to suddenly realize that the person standing in front of you is someone you don’t know at all! You didn’t expect! You completely underestimated—

The chosen one!