Worldly Stunning Blade

After this sentence, Third Prince turned around with his entourage ready to get away from Steen’s calm face and became angry. Third Prince slowly turned his head and threw a sentence: “I lost, I In my own name, I promise you one thing.”

Hey – all the nobles can’t help but put their eyes on Basten’s body. After all, Third Prince said this. If Basten and the others really win, then they will make a big profit, but that’s a The promise of the kingdom of the kingdom. Although it is personally nominal. And Basten and the others, the loss is just an apology. In the nobles, as long as it is a formal test, losing is not a shame. Compared with the test, no one wins or loses.

Basten was also a bit confused at the time. In his opinion, Third Prince promised to lose at most and apologize to them. And now this condition is a bit too unexpected.

Watching Third Prince take the people and walk towards the passage, and in the hall on the fifth floor, it seems to be a bit of a slap.

“Hey, who is rare, your promise, and personal name.” Ling Feng snorted. “In the name of your emperor, we are not rare. I tell you, you lost, you are waiting to give us a message.” Apologize, and your attitude is sincere. And, remember not to be taken as a gun in the future…”

Third Prince just about to go downstairs, after hearing the words of Ling Feng, suddenly appeared a little trembling. In the end, he still resisted, and did not look back and look at Ling Feng and the others. However, it is not too mad, that is for sure.

Basten gave a thumbs up to Ling Feng. Rijkaard is also very happy to see Ling Feng. In this sentence, it completely suppressed the advantage that Third Prince deliberately created.

As for the rest of the people in the hall, the reactions are different.

“You are not too calm.” Olmos said at this time, but to Basten and Ling Feng, “Third Prince’s own strength is for the time being, there are four followers behind him, but there are two A master of the Lesser Saint level, if they win two games in three games, they win a lot.”

Basten is all about it all. He is pursuing a contest with the master. Only by constantly comparing and constantly challenging, can our own strength be exercised and grown. Moreover, he himself went to the other side of the Lesser Saint class.

What’s more, when Basten asked the eyes of Ling Feng, he found out that Ling Feng was acting calmly. This is one of the reasons why he took the test. A glimpse of that feeling, Basten felt that his decision at the time was correct.

Ling Feng’s words against Olmos are indifferent expressions.

However, Olmos also knows what he is talking about now. It鈥檚 already late. It鈥檚 only a matter of peace of mind to prepare for the next test. Perhaps, in this test, Ling Feng is a variable and can’t be sure. Olmos looked at Ling Feng with a look of indifference. I thought to myself. Because, even if he does not see the strength of Ling Feng, Ling Feng’s momentum of the whole person gives a feeling of high and low, it is really weird.

A moment later, Cassano and Gullit came back together, smiling and shaking their heads to indicate that there was no movement there. Cassano just in case. He also talked with Nubel about what happened at the hotel, so that he could have a preparation. Ling Feng hearing this, nodded with approval, and also settled down.

Count you good luck. Ling Feng said to Jorda West in her heart.

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An hour of time passed away.

At this time, in the backyard of Yunyang Hotel, an empty space was full of people. Many aristocratic children gathered around the flat and sleek platform and pointed.

It is possible to feel the match between the masters so close to each other. Not much to see. It’s no wonder that there are so many people gathered here.

Montero has let the servants move in the coffee table, chairs and other facilities, just like a spectator. Sitting there waiting for the arrival of the test. George is also sitting next to him. Victoria is still veiled and sitting on the other side of him.

Also. Even more interesting people, seize the opportunity to open the market now, let anyone bet on which side to win.

Ling Feng looked around and showed a few women who were worried about expression, and then saw their youthful and beautiful dress, then noticed that almost every aristocratic child鈥檚 side, more or less followed by a few flowers, women Exclaimed: This is what is more than a test, clearly became a farce.

However, Cassano was not used to such scenes. She saw Ling Feng with some sighful expression and whispered: “Young Master, or do we wait for it to pass?”

Ling Feng shook his head and took Ling Ling to the front of the young people who opened the market. He asked, “Is there a limit on the bet here?”

The young people saw Ling Feng. It was this protagonist who first shook his head and nodded. He said: “There is no limit on the bet. However, if the bet is too big, I can’t accept it here. You can go there.鈥?The young people also pointed to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng smiled, it seems that this young people is just a branch agent, there is no certain strength to do the background, how dare to open the market here? Ling Feng took Ling Ling to the place where the young people just pointed out, took out his mercenary card, thought about it, and asked Ling Ling: “Linger, how much do you say we press?”

“Well, a thousand…” Ling Ling thought about it.

One thousand crystal coins? It seems that there is not so much money in this card. Ling Feng has spent a lot of time in these two or three months. It is a big expense for the light to buy for Ling Ling. It is the money of the 9th-order magic core sold by Ling Feng in Shami Town.

“A thousand gold coin, you should be able to buy a lot of things. Big brother, we will press a thousand gold coin.” Ling Ling said happily, it seems that a thousand gold coin, is a large number.

Ling Feng for a while, it seems that the little girl will only spend money, but the concept of the number of gold coins is not enough. Pressing a thousand gold coins, that’s too little. Ling Feng clearly saw that the gambling Ling Feng won, and lost five, while the gambling Third Prince won, only one lost 0.5. This bookmaker is really too small to see yourself and the others! Ling Feng wonders, is this dealer or the owner of Yunyang Hotel? That is not the business of Third Prince.

Ling Feng had a strange smile on his face. He handed the mercenary card “shua” to the old man sitting in the village and said, “Press all the money inside and bet on myself.”