Wild beast war god

Dozens of people in the audience widened their eyes and stared in disbelief at the vile sapphire slab in Sikong Jing's hand.

"impossible……"

Such a voice echoed in everyone's minds, but the martial arts aura emanating from the sapphire stone slab was real.

The entire audience's breathing became rapid.

Young Master Chu Bo's condescending smile had long since disappeared, leaving him stunned.

"Now, is it time for you to fulfill your bet?" Sikong Jing's voice broke the calm and pointed directly at Chu Bo.

The whole audience also started whispering to each other, and their eyes slowly moved to Chu Bo.

A sharp voice came from the mouth of the beautiful clerk. She pointed angrily at Sikong Jing and said sweetly, "Are you kidding me? Do you know who Young Master Chu is? How dare you let him fulfill his bet?"

Sikong Jing replied expressionlessly: "I don't know, and there is no need to know."

Of course he didn't know who Chu Bo was. To him, he just insulted others.

The beautiful clerk straightened her chest and introduced coldly: "Then I will kindly tell you now that Young Master Chu is the eldest son of the Chu family, the four major families in Yunye City. It's still too late for you to flatter him."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone looking at Sikong Jing changed again, with a playful look.

Some people even stood up and said: "I have to say, you are very lucky. You have a once-in-a-century recording success, but I advise you not to mention the bet again."

Everyone in the audience shrugged. This fool had good luck, but he happened to meet Young Master Chu Bo. No one took the bet seriously anymore, and no one thought that Sikong Jing succeeded in recording based on his strength.

Again, the success rate of recording on the most inferior sapphire tablet is close to zero.

"Brother, let it go as soon as you see fit."

"There are some people you can't afford to offend. Just stop being mean."

"Yes, be careful as you may be killed."

"Since you have burned the martial arts skills, you should be glad that you don't have to kneel down, and quickly thank Young Master Chu for the gift of the stone."

There were many onlookers who seemed to be kindly trying to persuade Sikong Jing.

Snapped!

Chu Bo also closed the folding fan and said with a hint of gloom: "It's really disappointing, thank you."

He was in a very unhappy mood. He was just teasing a fool out of boredom, but he never expected to be slapped in the face.

"I bought your sapphire slab for a silver crystal coin."

With that said, Chu Bo said to the servant behind him: "Give this fool a silver crystal coin, then smash his sapphire slab to me, and then let him get out from under my crotch."

He put one foot on the stool, pointed at Sikong Jing and sneered again and again.

Chu Bo's servant immediately came forward, smashed a silver crystal coin at Sikong Jing's feet, stretched out his hand and said coldly: "Bring the slate."

Sikong Jing's eyes narrowed and he spoke in vain: "I hate defaulting on debts!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing's true energy came out of his body, and he slapped Chu Bo's servant away with his backhand. When the other party screamed, he ducked in front of Chu Bo.

He kicked Chu Bo hard in the lower abdomen.

Chu Bo, who was waiting for Sikong Jing to be humiliated by his crotch, was caught off guard. He let out a strange scream and flew from the Tianwu Pavilion to the street, but Sikong Jing caught up with him...

With two bangs, two kicks landed on Chu Bo's knees.

thump……

Chu Bo knelt straight in the middle of the street, screaming in agony.

Everything was completed in a flash of lightning. When everyone in Tianwu Pavilion reacted, Chu Bo was already kneeling with a distorted face.

In front of him, Sikong Jing stood upright and majestic.

Ignoring the surprise around him, Sikong Jing asked boldly: "Young Master Chu, do you still remember the content of my bet?"

After a while, Chu Bo came to his senses and said with bloodshot eyes: "You bastard, you dare to hit me?"

As Chu Bo said this, he was about to get up, but as soon as he made a move, he felt a sharp pain in his feet.

"Don't move rashly, otherwise your knees will be ruined."

When Sikong Jing attacked Chu Bo's knee, he lost some true energy between his muscles and bones. This was the source of Chu Bo's severe pain.

This little trick was naturally easy for the once invincible general.

Of course, Chu Bo didn't believe it and wanted to move, but the severe pain intensified, his whole face turned red from holding back, and he was sweating profusely.

"Keep your bet, and I will help you relieve the severe pain." Sikong Jing reminded.

However, the next moment, a deep voice came from my ears: "Little brother, you have to be merciful and merciful. It won't do you any good to push too hard. This is Yunye City after all."

The sound came from the direction of Tianwu Pavilion, and a middle-aged man was seen walking out of the door.

Surrounding the middle-aged man, there were naturally those "well-meaning" onlookers.

At the same time, the beautiful clerk from before was standing next to the middle-aged man, pointing directly at Sikong Jing and saying: "Boy, didn't you hear what Master Lu Pavilion said? Why don't you help Young Master Chu up, otherwise you will be dead."

Sikong Jing turned his head and asked the middle-aged man: "Are you the branch master of Tianwu Pavilion in Yunye City?"

"Yes, my surname is Lu Mingzhao."

The middle-aged man introduced himself with a calm face, and then said: "My little brother's accent is from another place, right? I heard Mr. Lu's advice, your strength at the sixth level of the Ming Realm is not enough to run wild in Yunye City."

The aura that Sikong Jing showed just now was very clear, it was only the sixth level of Ming Realm.

Although Yunyecheng is not big, there are countless people who can kill him.

Today he happened to meet the dandy-minded and unprogressive Young Master Chu Bo. If it had been any other young master of the Chu family, he would never have had the chance to stand and speak.

"Chu Bo is the eldest son of the Chu family, one of the four major families. It may be too late for you to stop and apologize."

Seeing that Sikong Jing was unmoved, Lu Zhao reminded him again.

Shrugging his shoulders, Sikong Jing walked toward Lu Zhao step by step, handed over the carved sapphire slate and said, "Since you are the branch master of Tiange Wu, then let me set a price for this sapphire slate."

"you……"

Lu Zhao never thought that Sikong Jing, who had no money to buy, would still be in the mood to ask for a price for the sapphire slab?

Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhaohan said: "Yes, but before I appraise the value of the stone slab, I will appraise you. You will not survive until the sun rises tomorrow."

Since the young man in front of me didn't listen to the advice, I was too lazy to say any more.

Lu Zhao immediately looked into the sapphire stone slab with his true energy, his expression still as calm as water. The martial arts skills recorded by this kind of lucky guy are at most the lower level of Huangpin, and the price will not exceed ten silver crystal coins.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lu Zhao's expression froze.

The true energy in his body started to riot unconsciously.

His face was getting redder and redder, the bloodshot eyes were rising one by one, and his whole body seemed to be cooked bit by bit.

"Pavilion Master, why are you angry?"

"Did this fool cheat and tamper with the sapphire stone?"

When the beautiful clerk saw this, she immediately asked. It was obvious that the owner was going to be furious, otherwise his face would not be so red. She added more jealously: "I said, this fool can't succeed."