Chapter 47: Million bets (first change)

Five hundred thousand lower grade soul stones? The crowd looked at Xiao Fan in amazement, especially Xiao You. She still knows Xiao Fan. 500,000 lower-grade soul stones, let alone Xiao Fan, are a huge fortune even for the Xiao family.

"Hahaha~" Sun Zi laughed up to the sky, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world: "You kid, can you come up with 500,000 lower-grade soul stones?"

The little witches also frowned, and 500,000 lower-grade soul stones would not be in their eyes if it was normal.

But now, they really can't get it out, who is fine with so many low-grade soul stones.

"Believe it or not, if we don't plant it, let's go first." Xiao Fan didn't care. In his eyes, the soul stone is nothing more than some money, and now he can't get it out, but he knows, Sun Zi Will not easily miss the opportunity to play prestige.

"Hold on!" Sure enough, Xiao Fan had just taken a step when Sun Zi stopped him, "Five hundred thousand lower-grade soul stones, I'll bet with you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a dense cluster of soul stones appeared on the ground, each with the head of a little finger. After a cursory glance, there were nearly two hundred thousand.

"Not enough!" Xiao Fan shook his head, slightly shocked in his heart. He was indeed a son of a big family, carrying hundreds of thousands of lower-grade soul stones with him.

He also had a certain understanding of the soul ring in Sun Zi's hand. The space inside was estimated to be three or four cubic meters, which was enough to put a lot of things down.

"Take out your soul stones." Sun Zi swept across Xiao Fan with a murderous look, and then his eyes fell on the people behind them.

"Shao Sun, I only brought twenty middle-grade soul stones, and I didn't bring the soul stones with me."

"I have fifty of them. I just took a bath and I forgot to bring the soul stone card."

"Now I only have 63 middle-grade soul stones."

The monks behind Sun Zi took out dozens of middle-grade soul stones one by one, but they were far away from the 500,000 lower-grade soul stones.

"It's all useless things." Sun Zi yelled coldly, staring angrily at several people around him, usually flattering himself one by one, just wanting to scavenge oil and water from himself, and now at the critical moment, all of them are beginning to shirk. stand up.

Those few people lowered their heads, they faintly felt Xiao Fan's weirdness, and they didn't want to go crazy with Sun Zi, and they knew that no matter they won or lost, the soul stones they took out could not be taken back.

"There are 400,000 lower-grade soul stones in this soul stone card. If you win, it will all belong to you. Now it is time for you to take out half a million lower-grade soul stones." Sun Zi was so angry that he no longer considered the consequences.

The Soul Stone Card is a special card in the War Soul Continent, just like Xiao Fan's previous bank card, it is very convenient to use, but the Soul Stone Card is sold in the War Soul Palace.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"Why, do you want to turn back?!" Sun Zi's eyes became cold instantly.

Xiao Fan's eyes were very calm, and said: "First, you forced me to fight with you. The condition is that I mentioned that you must take out 500,000 lower-grade soul stones, and I don't use them. Of course, you can choose not to fight; Second, I don't know what soul stone card, you say there are 400,000 lower-grade soul stones in it, I have to believe it? Do you think you are too smart or think I am a fool?"

"Of course, I know your soul ring. If you take it out as a bet, it's not unreasonable." Xiao Fan continued to add.

"Wishful thinking!" Sun Zi yelled, his expression struggling for a while, he wanted to teach Xiao Fan this brat boy, but he wanted face again and couldn't let go of losing to a warrior-level cultivator.

"Roar!" Xiao Jin roared, thinking that Sun Zi was going to deal with Xiao Fan, it immediately glared at Sun Zi grinning.

"The third child wants to empty the glove white wolf? Is he so confident in his own strength?" The fat man looked at Xiao Fan in surprise and whispered in Ling Feng's ear.

The drunkenness of the few people has also become sober. The four of them were ranked according to their ages. Xiao Fan ranked third, and the fat man was called the third.

"Er Fat, what do you think of the youngest man?" Ling Feng whispered, he found that he could not see Xiao Fan.

"He's calm and boring." The fat man frowned, and after thinking about it for a while, he suffocated a word.

"I think so too." Ling Feng smiled slightly.

Xiao Fan took a look at the two of them, then looked at Sun Zi and said, "Isn't it just a soul ring? I think, as your dignified young master of the Sun family, you shouldn't put it in your eyes either."

Xiao Fan began to pour Sun Zi with Ecstasy Soup, but Sun Zi was still very sober at this time, and sneered, "Isn't it just a soul ring? Do you hillbilly know how much soul stone this soul ring is worth? A whole 800,000 low grade. The soul stone, just you hillbilly, will never get it out for a lifetime."

"Then bet a bit bigger, make up a whole number, one million lower-grade soul stones." Xiao Fan didn't care, but smiled and said very seriously.

"One million?!" Even as Sun Zi, he took a deep breath. One million, his family doesn't have that much. The soul ring in his hand was also given to him by the family. Not for resale.

Originally, Sun Zi wouldn't use soul rings to bet, but when he saw the humble smile on Xiao Fan's face, he stopped getting angry and shouted, "If you lose, so what."

"I won't lose. If I lose, millions of soul crystals will be offered as they please. If you break your promise, you will be a slave and a servant at your disposal." Xiao Fan said lightly, his eyes full of invincible confidence.

"Okay, this is what you said, the shopkeeper, make an agreement for me. This young master will never force others, but I can't let others play with him." Sun Zi stared at Xiao Fan coldly, and added in his heart. One sentence: "When you get to the hands of this young man, it will definitely make you worse off than death!"

The shopkeeper quickly made an agreement. Xiao Fan and Sun Zi looked at it once, then signed and drew them, and went to the street.

"Boss, did you say that you played a big game?" The fat man was a little worried. Sun Zi is also in the middle stage of the Battle Venerable anyway. Xiao Fan's battle spirit is only four ranks, can it be possible to cross a big realm and two small realms to fight ?

"I don't know, I hope there won't be any problems." Ling Feng is also a little uncertain. He, who possesses the Ninth Rank Battle Soul, must be cautious when facing Sun Zi, let alone Xiao Fan.

"Smelly hooligan, beat him into a pig face, it's best for his parents not to recognize it." The little witch danced her fists, adding fuel to her jealousy.

"Don't worry, I'll beat his parents and they won't recognize it." Xiao Fan grinned, grinning extremely evil, thinking about it for a moment, and then said: "This battle is not just about defeating him, but also keeping him in his heart. The shadows make him afraid to trouble me in the future."

"Let's do it!" Even though Xiao Fan was shocked just now, Sun Zi still had his arrogance.

"You deserve to be a master in the Academy of War King's rankings. I really have demeanor, so I'm not polite." Xiao Fan smiled, his tone full of irony, the next moment, he stepped on a lost footstep and disappeared in place.