Urban Dreams Come True System

Chapter 139, Tactics

"It's okay, I believe that senior brother is not such a person."

"Okay, okay, big brother, if you want to bet, hurry up now, everyone is still waiting to see your performance."

A group of people started arguing, and the scene was very lively.

If someone who didn't know saw it, they would think it was the scene of a boxing match.

"Okay, I'll make a bet too."

Feng Daozi said with satisfaction.

"Press a few swords to win."

asked the person who initiated the event.

"If not, just bet on Three Swords."

Feng Daozi hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed on the side of Three Swords.

"what"

Many people who bet on Fengdaozi's victory with one sword were so surprised that they couldn't believe their ears.

Since when did the senior brother become so humble? It is obviously a matter of one sword, but he has to use three swords. Could it be that he is trying to cheat, the senior brother is still as cheap as ever.

"No, I want to bet on Three Swords to win instead."

"Me too."

"I'll change too."

Hearing that the elder brother wanted to bet on the victory with three swords, those who had originally bet on one sword began to regret it.

"No, buy it and let it go, you can't go back on it, but you can raise before the competition."

The person who initiated it had to add.

One sentence reminded everyone, they took out all the money left on their bodies, and began to raise their bets again. This time, they bet that the three swords of the wind knife can defeat Meng Zhen.

Of these senior brothers, only one person did not bet, and that was the guy who was beaten by Meng Zhen before. He still didn't believe that senior brother Fengdaozi could defeat Meng Zhen with three swords.

This idea started from the moment when Meng Zhen threw the wind knife just before he successfully put Feng Daozi on the field.

Three Swords, can Three Swords really defeat this young man in front of him?

The over-the-shoulder fall just now left a shadow in Feng Daozi's heart, and he himself had some doubts.

However, seeing that everyone overwhelmingly believed that he could defeat the young man in front of him, Feng Daozi's self-confidence returned again.

He also thought that he could defeat Meng Zhen within three swords.

"Hey, do you still want to fight? If you don't, I'm going to take him away."

Meng Zhen stretched his waist.

He stood for a long time, feeling a little sleepy after waiting.

"Okay, okay, wait for my order, and then start again."

The one who initiated the event gestured like a referee on the field.

"It's about you."

Feng Knife punched the man in the nose with a straight punch, and he fell to the ground with blood flowing.

"Okay, I'm going to use my sword."

Feng Daozi filled his whole body with sword energy and said.

"and many more."

Meng Zhen made a pause gesture.

"What's the matter, brother, I just lifted up the sword energy, it was very laborious, okay?"

Fengdaozi complained hurriedly, it was too unsympathetic to call a timeout after opening it for a long time.

"I'm going to make a bet, too."

Meng Zhen said while talking.

Feng Daozi lifted the promoter from the ground and asked quickly.

"Ordinarily, no one participating in the competition is allowed to bet, but you broke the rules first, senior brother, so there is nothing wrong with this brother wanting to bet."

This person was held in the hands of the elder brother, and he said bitterly: "However, I beg you to join forces and cheat. If you lose, I will have no food money for a year."

"It's just you talking."

When the promoter said the rest, Feng Daozi thought he was talkative, so he punched him down again.

The juniors watching from the side originally wanted to say the same thing, telling them not to cheat, but after seeing the pretentious power of the senior brother, they had no choice but to obediently choose to shut up.

It is better to have no food than to be beaten and unable to get up in bed.

"How much do you want to bet?"

Feng Daozi asked.

"All, all the cash on me."

After Meng Zhen finished speaking, he immediately took out several 10 yuan in cash.

"what"

Feng Daozi was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Those who were present basically bet thousands or thousands, or tens of thousands at a time. People like Meng Zhen, who bet hundreds of thousands at once, would not dare to bet all at once if they did not have absolute confidence in themselves. Take hundreds of thousands of bets.

Does he have the confidence to win?

This signal is not good for Fengdaozi.

This young man is so rich that he can easily spend hundreds of thousands in cash. He is really a local tyrant.

This is not the key, the key is what Meng Zhen bet on.

Meng Zhen bet that he would win.

If the bet was won by him, all their money would be gone.

"You sure want to bet on yourself to win."

Feng Daozi asked.

This question is also asked for everyone, because everyone present is very curious.

"yes"

Meng Zhen answered very simply and definitely.

"Maybe you can think about it, bet yourself to go ten or eight moves under my sword, and then you will be defeated by me, isn't it?"

Feng Daozi kindly reminded again.

This man is really tireless in teaching people.
"No, there should be no possibility of this happening."

Meng Zhen politely declined the other party's request.

What a weird request.

"You are not afraid to lose hundreds of thousands and cry."

Feng Daozi said, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"It's only a few hundred thousand. If you lose, you lose. Don't worry, I won't cry."

Meng Zhen was also speechless, this man was babbling, and he couldn't beat him anymore.

But I will cry when I lose, and I will cry when I am beaten by my wife. Brother, you are too cruel, Feng Daozi thought secretly in his heart.

He absolutely dare not say this.

"For honor, for Qiandao Zhan Wushu club, for my tens of thousands of dollars, I fought me."

After Feng Daozi finished speaking, he raised his sword energy again.

A group of his juniors were still cheering for him when they first heard his loud slogan, and at the last sentence, everyone booed for a while.

It's so shameful that it's for his tens of thousands of dollars.

Of course, what they care about most is their own money, and the competition itself doesn't care that much anymore.

Not to mention, the title of Fengdaozi did not come for no reason.

After Feng Daozi raised his sword energy, his whole temperament changed dramatically.

Every step he took began to contain some kind of law, which was a phenomenon only after he had reached a certain level.

Feng Daozi held the sword horizontally in front of his body. It was such a simple action that Meng Zhen felt invulnerable for a moment, and he was worthy of being a master of swords.

It's really watertight.

When there is no opportunity to attack, most people will just stay the same, wait for the opportunity, and wait for the moment when the opponent reveals a flaw, that is the moment when they make a move.

It's a pity that Meng Zhen is not an ordinary person. He has long seen through Feng Daozi's inner thoughts.

This guy wants to use his thunderous sword energy to make the opponent timid, and then use the lingering attack to defeat the opponent.

This tactic is about a kind of momentum, a kind of suppression.

As long as someone is overwhelmed by his momentum, it is equivalent to falling into his trap.

(End of this chapter)