Chapter 1269: Know thyself, ever-victorious

   Chapter 1269

"I……"

  Mutated Jiuye Hongzhi suddenly remembered the mental activity of Ye Feiran before, and rolled his eyes, and said mischievously, "Intuition, the intuition of the king of branches and the intuition of the king!"

   Ye Feiran: "..."

  It seems that this mutant nine-leaf red branch is under-beaten!

  Mutated Jiuye Hongzhi noticed Ye Feiran’s emotional changes, and immediately said, “Ranran, I tell you, I can recognize them because I remembered their breath when I was in the academy.”

  Are you a dog?

   Hearing this, Ye Feiran almost blurted out.

   "Ahem...Did you remember their breath specifically?"

   "Yes, yes!" Mutant Nine-Leaf Red Branch nodded like garlic, and then asked for credit, "Dan, am I very smart and prescient?"

   Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Tell me why you remembered their breath first?"

   "Because I think Dye will meet them in the future!" Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi said with a grumble expression, and then showed a look of praise.

   "Awesome!" Ye Feiran gave it a thumbs up silently, and then continued to ask, "Who are they?"

  The mutated Jiuye Hongzhi who was praised was a bit fluttering, but he did not forget to reply, "Miracle Team Three and Invincible Team Three."

  Miracle Team Three?

  Miracle Three Teams are all distracted monks, among which the captain and the deputy captain are in the middle stage of distraction, and the other six are in the early stage of distraction.

   Ye Feiran stroked his chin, lost in thought.

  Will Mentor Yan let them play a game with Team Miracle III in the future?

  If so, she has to take this opportunity to see what the miracle team is capable of, knowing her own and the enemy will win every battle!

   "Walk around, let's go to bet now, and then watch the miracle three team fight."

  When Ye Feiran knew that the admission fees for the eight fights were all three thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and that the odds of the academy disciples were all one to five, he suddenly felt suspicious.

   Could it be that the master of this Shura fighting arena is from the Celestial Academy? Or do you know Tenshin Academy well?

  At this moment, Ye Feiran wanted to ask Yan Zheng a little bit, but thinking that in the eight fights, the Miracle 3 team occupied four of them, she suppressed the doubt.

  In these eight fights, Ye Feiran bet one million top-grade spars.

   Faced with such a wealthy Ye Feiran, every person in charge of betting in the ring was surprised.

  If they knew that Ye Feiran had bet a total of nine games, and each one was a million top-grade spars, they would be surprised that their jaw dropped.

  Ye Feiran watched Yunchen's fighting for a while, and then went to watch the four-man fighting of Miracle Three.

  The first one is Rong Jing, the captain of Team Miracle III.

Although Rong Jing wears a mask, he can't hide his dusty temperament at all.

  His opponent is also in the middle stage of distraction, he is very burly, and has a wretched temperament all over his body, which is in sharp contrast to Rong Jing!

   Xu is such a comparison, which gives people a stronger feeling of wretched men, so most of the people present bet the wretched men to win.

   Ye Feiran looked at it for a while and knew that Rong Jing was not a normal middle stage of distraction, so he turned around and left.

  Only a strong opponent can reveal Rong Jing's hole cards. Right now, the wretched man is not Rong Jing's opponent at all, he is totally unremarkable!

  The second is Ning Weizhu, the deputy captain of the miracle team.

   When Ye Feiran raised his eyes to look at the ring, Ning Weizhu and the opponent drunkard's fists just collided.

"boom!"

   Immediately afterwards, Ning Weizhu took three steps back, but the drunkard's figure did not move at all.

   Seeing this scene, there was a burst of cheers from the audience.

   "Ahhhhhh... the alcoholic will win!"

   "The drunkard is great. If he wins this game, he will have won three games in a row."

  At the same time, the cheers were mixed with curses.

   "Damn, I bet on bamboo to win, and bet one hundred thousand top grade spars."

  "Bamboo, shouldn't you be a false middle stage of distraction, right?"

   "This bamboo has a really good figure, so I should spend money to see beautiful women."

  Hearing the voice from under the ring, the drunkard's eyes were proud, but Ning Weizhu's eyes were calm.

  In the next match, the power of the drunkard erupted from strength to strength, while Ning Weizhu was forced to retreat step by step.

   Seeing this, Mutant Nine-Leaf Red Branch couldn’t help but worry, “Dianran, can that bamboo really win? That’s a million high-grade spar!”

  Looking at Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi's painful expression, Ye Feiran couldn't help but chuckle, "Hehe...when did you become so fascinated?"

   "Of course, there are all kinds of branches and leaves for any owner." Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi said very smoothly.

   Hearing, Ye Feiran suddenly got a black line on one end, and then confidently said, "I don't think it is. You see, I don't have any pain on my face."

  Mutated Jiuye Hongzhi blinked and stared at Ye Feiran for a while before asking, "Ranran, do you really feel bad about it?"

   "No!" Ye Feiran said, "Because Ning Weizhu can't lose."

   Seeing that his owner is so calm and confident, Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi subconsciously looks at the ring.

  At this time, Ning Weizhu has been forced to the edge of the ring by the alcoholic, and the alcoholic is planning to end the fight.

  "Girl, because you are a woman, this uncle will give you a chance to give in, otherwise it will be unsightly if you cry." The drunkard's tone was very awkward, as if he had already won.

  Ning Weizhu looked at the alcoholic coldly, and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense."

"you……"

  The drunkard obviously didn't expect Ning Weizhu to react like this, and he was immediately a little annoyed.

   "If you don’t eat or drink fine wine for a toast, the uncle is not welcome."

When the    sound fell, the drunkard suddenly flew up in the air, kicking towards Ning Weizhu.

  This posture is really not pity at all!

  When his foot was about to touch Ning Weizhu, Ning Weizhu finally moved.

  She directly grabbed the kicked foot of the drunkard with her bare hands, and then threw the drunkard away again. It was not simple and rude!

  This also made Ye Feiran look at Ning Weizhu more. Such sister papers are rare!

  This scene happened too fast and it was shocking, so the noisy environment suddenly quieted down.

  Ning Weizhu didn't stop because the surroundings became quiet. When the drunkard fell on the ground, she moved and came to him again.

   After that, she still grabbed the drunkard’s feet with her bare hands and threw him away.

  The poor drunkard just got dizzy and fell down again.

  In this way, Ning Weizhu kept throwing away the drunkard until the drunkard voluntarily surrendered.

   "I...I admit defeat."

   Ye Feiran: "..."

  This drunkard is really bullshit!

  She still thinks about him pushing Ning Weizhu's hole card out, but she can't think of this, it's really boring!

   "Dye dye, don't be depressed, it's still a bit interesting." Mutant Jiuye Hongzhi said with a smile.

   Ye Feiran: "???"

   "Ning Weizhu's odds are one to five. You won five million top-grade spars!" Mutated Jiuyehongzhi danced and danced.

   Ye Feiran: "..."

  When the referee announced that Ning Weizhu won, the person who won the drunkard was dumbfounded, and the person who won the bet on Ning Weizhu cheered.

  Ye Feiran came to the place where the bet was placed, took six million top-grade spars, and then turned and left. She didn’t know if the other two miracle team members had finished fighting, she had to hurry up.

   Ye Feiran just sat down on the 20th ring, Rong Jing and Ning Weizhu came one after another, and sat in front of her, Rong Jing looked back at her.

   Ye Feiran: "???"

  Do you recognize her?

  (End of this chapter)