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Chapter 113 What did you say? I can't hear (please subscribe)

Tianyuan Community, Villa 29.

Jiang Ci knocked on the door of the villa.

When the door opened, there was a face with an unpleasant expression.

It was Qiao Sheng who, together with Qin Feng, wanted to come to Jiang Ci to compete and gamble.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ci, what's the matter?" Qiao Sheng forced a smile on his face.

The relationship between the two sides is not friendly, and Jiang Ci's identity is different from the past, so he must treat it carefully.

Jiang Ci smiled and said, "I want to have a friendly discussion with Senior Brother Qiao."

Qiao Sheng: "..."

He looked startled, then said with a stiff smile: "I'm sorry, I've been a little busy recently."

"Oh? Is Brother Qiao afraid? Or, as Qin Feng said last time, you must admit in public that you have no guts and are a coward? Or I can help you convey it to everyone." Jiang Ci Gu Astonished.

Oh shit! Qiao Sheng scolded secretly, and now he finally realized the difficulty of Jiang Ci.

And when the words came to him, he knew how ugly it was, and he really wanted to spread it out, so he wouldn't have to hang around in the heavenly training camp in the future!

Afraid of a newcomer?

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't been too busy recently. It doesn't matter if I play with Junior Brother Jiang Ci, how do you think we can learn from each other?"

"Didn't you say last time that I can choose the amount of gambling? 100 million, 1 billion, 10 billion, I think 10 billion is fine!"

"..."

Qiao Sheng was speechless for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Junior Brother Jiang Ci, a small bet on happiness, a big bet hurts your health."

"It makes sense, then 5 billion is fine, if it's less, it doesn't fit our identity!"

"..."

In the end, the two settled the gambling fight, and after successful online application, transferred 5 billion to the third-party account used for the gambling fight.

The time is 6 o'clock this afternoon, in the martial arts center on the first floor of Tianyuan Pavilion.

Jiang Ci hummed a little tune and returned to his villa No. 101 to practice and prepare for the afternoon gambling.

The news spread like wildfire and quickly spread throughout the training camp town.

Then Jiang Ci received a communication from Qiao Sheng.

After the connection, Qiao Sheng's angry voice came from there: "Jiang Ci, didn't we agree that we can't tell the outside world about the gambling?"

"Huh? I was about to ask Senior Brother Qiao about this? Why did the whole training camp know that we were going to gamble?"

"Fake!"

"Hello? Brother Qiao, what did you say? I can't hear you? Is the signal bad? Hello? Hello..."

"Dududu..."

Jiang Ci heard a busy tone from the communication watch.

A small episode, Jiang Ci did not take it to heart, and did not affect the afternoon gambling.

It really wasn't him who spread it out!

He just inadvertently mentioned this to Zhou Xing and Yan Chao, and inadvertently stated the time and place, and then the news somehow spread throughout the training camp.

...

Tianyuan Community, Villa 7.

At this time, Qiao Sheng was at Ma Yu's residence.

"Bitch! He must have spread the word!"

Qiao Sheng angrily threw the communication watch to the ground. With the strength of his C-level warrior, this custom communication watch worth 5 million shattered directly.

"This kind of trick, you can't care about him." Ma Yu shook his head.

After Qiao Sheng vented, he thought about it carefully and knew that he shouldn't be angry just now.

He is a veteran student who has practiced in the Heavenly Training Camp for three years.

How about it spread out!

As for the reason for the anger, he knew it himself.

Before he and Ma Yu entered the heavenly training camp, they were students of Shuntian Martial Arts Academy on the surface, but their real identity was the spy warriors of the Liberty Alliance.

They had secretly investigated Jiang Ci before, so facing Jiang Ci's sudden rise, he felt a little guilty.

Thinking of this, Qiao Sheng hesitated: "Brother Ma, why don't I deliberately lose to Jiang Ci when I gamble this afternoon?"

"You can't lose!" Ma Yu said sternly. .

Qiao Sheng was slightly taken aback.

Ma Yu said with a serious expression: "You are 37th in the rankings of this month, Jiang Ci is 38th, you seem to have similar strengths, but you have practiced in the Tianji training camp for three years, and your actual combat ability is definitely better than his. Qiang, if you lose to him on purpose, it will make people suspicious! So you must win! And you must win with all your strength!"

Qiao Sheng's eyes narrowed and he nodded heavily.

...

It was not yet six o'clock in the afternoon.

The students who practiced in the training camp today gathered in the martial arts center on the first floor of Tianyuan Pavilion.

"They're coming!" someone shouted.

Everyone's eyes turned to the entrance of Tianyuan Pavilion, all watching the excitement.

I saw Jiang Ci and Qiao Sheng arrived together.

This time Jiang Ci didn't go out, but came early.

Coincidentally, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of Tianyuan Pavilion, he ran into Qiao Sheng, who had just arrived.

"Hello, Senior Brother Qiao."

"Humph!"

Qiao Sheng just snorted and stepped into the martial arts center on the first floor.

Jiang Ci smiled and went in.

Under the gaze of many eyes, the two jumped onto the martial arts platform together.

"Brother Jiang, come on, beat the old students!"

Before the game started, Zhou Xing, Yan Chao and other new students were shouting from below.

Under their development, many new students have become loyal fans of Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci responded to everyone's call with a smile and waved on the stage.

Qiao Sheng, who stood opposite him, had a cold face and said nothing.

After a while, it was six o'clock.

The two closed their eyes at the same time, and after a whirl of spiritual consciousness, they entered the fantasy space of the martial arts platform and placed themselves in a martial arts arena.

It's like a martial arena magnified a hundred times, enough for the two of them to fight.

Under the prompt of the clear female voice in the fantasy space, the two quickly selected their weapons and equipment.

Jiang Ci is still the quaint long sword similar to the Shadow Killing Sword.

Qiao Sheng chose an eyebrow-aligning stick, which had irregular patterns on the surface and looked quite ancient.

"My cudgel technique is a high-level martial skill. When I was in the second and fourth rank of Lingyun Dao, I had my own understanding of cudgel technique. Generally, B-rank warriors are not my opponents, so you will definitely lose! Qiao Sheng pointed at Jiang Ci with a stick, full of confidence.

"Oh, are you finished?" Jiang Ci nodded.

Qiao Sheng's tone was stagnant, and Jiang Ci's understatement made him take a breath!

Just as he was about to speak, at this moment, the prompt sound in the fantasy space sounded: "The fight begins!"

"Death to me!"

Qiao Sheng shouted angrily, he was full of anger from the beginning, when he heard this voice, he took the lead.

The long stick whistled, poked at Jiang Ci, and cut through the air.

call!

In an instant, he crossed a distance of 100 meters and came to Jiang Ci.

"It's also a high-level martial art in the realm of unity!" Jiang Ci made an understatement on the surface, but he didn't relax in the slightest.

Qiao Sheng's ranking in the Heavenly Ranking is one place higher than him, and Lingyun Dao has also reached the fifth rank. Although he has not made it past, his strength is definitely not bad!

In the face of this stick, Jiang Ci lightly stepped on the wind and shadow footwork, and escaped extremely elegantly, while the long sword swept out.

Dangdang!

The two fought hundreds of times in an instant.

"It's actually comparable!" Qiao Sheng's face changed, a little unbelievable.

"impossible!"

Qiao Sheng shouted angrily again, the stick figure was like a dragon, he swung it up and smashed Jiang Ci heavily, his momentum was surging like waves.

"Haha, good time!"

Jiang Ci laughed, and the sword light flashed, instantly surpassing the speed of sound.

puff!

The long stick penetrated Jiang Ci's chest.

But at the same time, Jiang Ci's sword edge swept away, and a head rose directly into the sky.

"So fast...!"

This was Qiao Sheng's last consciousness.

"The fight is over, Jiang Ci wins!"

The prompt sound of the fantasy space sounded at the right time.

"You're not as fast as me!" Jiang Ci grinned, and then lost consciousness.

What Qiao Sheng hit was also his fatal point—heart!

But his sword was faster and directly decapitated.