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He Ming's eyes flashed with anger, he pointed at Wang Yang and asked provocatively: "How about you come?"

Wang Yang immediately took two steps back, his face full of anger, his fair face flushed, and his fists clenched so that he could not speak.

The He family is the most powerful family in Jiangnan Kingdom, second only to the royal Lin family. It owns five cities and is huge in power. Wang Yang comes from the Wang family in Baoxing City, and his power and status are not comparable to the He family. Wang Yang's personal strength is also incomparable. Go to He Ming.

"Okay, I accept this bet." Chu Haoren smiled slightly.

Wang Yang was startled, "Chu Haoren!"

He Ming glared at Wang Yang threateningly, then raised his head and laughed, "Then tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is too long, why not do it now, and one hundred silver coins is too little, how about we just bet one thousand silver coins?" Chu Haoren said lightly.

"what?"

The children of the He family and the young Dou Qi masters who were joining in the fun were all startled, suspecting that their ears had heard it wrong.

He Ming's eyes widened in surprise, and he turned to look at He Xin, asking him for instructions on how to deal with it.

Although the He family is wealthy, the children of the family do not have much spare money, especially those like them who have just become successful and have not officially joined the family department. They also rarely have the opportunity to go out to hunt World of Warcraft. They do not have much extra income. Thousand silver coins are a large amount for them, which can buy two energy-raising pills or a piece of Xuan-level ordinary equipment.

"Chu Haoren, don't be too impulsive." Wang Yang persuaded Chu Haoren in a nervous voice. The Chu family ranked last among the many fighting families in Jiangnan Kingdom. How could he come up with a thousand silver coins at once? It seemed that Chu Haoren was clearly motivated.

Under the eyes of everyone, the surprise on He Xin's expression flashed, and then he said to He Ming coldly and arrogantly: "One thousand is one thousand, fight now."

He Ming accepted the order happily, grabbed the big knife at his waist proudly, and said with a smile: "Clean up the place, let's bet here."

The two of them were really going to have a bet here, and it was a very large amount of one thousand silver coins. The young Dou Qi masters present were all very interested and stepped back one after another. The other children of the He family moved the tables and chairs and cleared a huge area. Space.

These young Dou Qi masters talked very little, but they had many thoughts in their minds.

"The people of the He family are really overbearing. They are so arrogant here."

"This kid Chu Haoren is also brave. He actually dares to take over the gambling battle and bet such a large amount."

"It's good to watch a lively show, and by the way, you can also see how the fighting spirit and fighting skills between the He family and the Chu family are!"

"This kid also took up a lot of my time and deserves to be beaten."

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He Ming walked to the field with his head held high, and slowly took out the big knife from his waist, "I have been bored these days, and I have been gambling with many people. I won a lot of money, plus your thousand silver coins, it is enough Let me buy a top Xuan-level wrist guard."

"The sword in your hand is a Xuan-level one, right? I will make you lose it too." Chu Haoren glanced at the big sword in his hand with cold eyes and responded calmly.

"Humph!"

He Ming snorted heavily, and then the fighting energy in his body suddenly surged out, a bright cyan light poured out of his body, and the big knife in his hand also formed a layer of cyan light.

Chu Haoren narrowed his eyes without moving. He Ming and Xiao Yan were both second-grade fighting masters, but his fighting spirit was a bit stronger than Xiao Yan.

Now, Chu Haoren is not wearing golden spider silk gloves, and he has no suitable weapons. The only advantage is that his realm is higher than when he fought with Xiao Yan. What chance does Chu Haoren have of winning this battle? Haoren didn't have much confidence either.

A green luster slowly emerged from the body and penetrated out of the body, forming a body membrane similar to a fighting spirit shield on Chu Haoren's surface.

A second-grade fighting master?

The young Dou Qi masters around him could see Chu Haoren's state at a glance.

Wang Yang looked at Chu Haoren in surprise. He didn't expect that this kid was actually a second-grade fighting master. No wonder he had such courage, but He Ming was at the peak of the second-grade fighting master and seemed to be more powerful than him!

"Time is limited, He Ming, let's deal with him before His Majesty sends someone."

He Xin sneered. He was just an ordinary second-grade fighting master, not worth mentioning, so he said to He Ming with confidence.

He Ming grinned and said, "Settlement immediately, it won't delay the important matter."

"Whoo~"

Before He Ming finished speaking, his figure was shot out like a strong wind, and the long knife in his hand turned into a ray of cyan light, quickly slashing towards Chu Haoren's chest.

At the same time as He Ming fiercely swept out, Chu Haoren's feet suddenly exerted force.

The green light condensed to form a fist, and Chu Haoren waved his fist.

At this moment, He Ming's swiftly slashing blade suddenly turned, and the blade struck Chu Haoren's waist in a strange arc.

So fast, Chu Haoren was shocked. This He Ming practiced wind fighting spirit. He was indeed the fastest in fighting spirit, and his fighting skills were also quite superb.

Seeing that the sword light was about to cut him in half, Chu Haoren's figure suddenly turned strangely and dodged to the side, and the sword light slashed past his lower abdomen.

"Ok?"

He Xin narrowed his eyes slightly. Chu Haoren actually dodged He Ming's sure-kill move. Now, he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Chu Haoren's strength.

Chu Haoren broke into cold sweat on his palms. He had to say that he was a little careless. As the He family's fighting spirit family in Jiangnan Kingdom, second only to the Lin family, they were very strong in fighting spirit and fighting skills, and their foundation was far superior to Xiao's. At home, He Ming is obviously experienced, his shots are quite clean, and he is flexible in his changes.

"You think you can hide?"

He Ming sneered mockingly, and then the long green sword flashed again, shooting out like a bolt of lightning. In the process of swinging out, the green sword light crossed several exquisite arcs, and was sealed in an instant. All Chu Haoren's dodge routes were blocked.

At this moment, Chu Haoren immediately saw from his own experience that He Ming was indeed a strong opponent. He relied on the advantage of the sword light to force himself to retreat. Once he retreated, there would definitely be someone more fierce and ruthless. The means are waiting for you, and it will be even more difficult to deal with it when the time comes.

Humph, even though I have no weapons, I may not be afraid of your sword.

He Ming's strength aroused the rebellious spirit in Chu Haoren's heart. The natural power in his body suddenly surged, like a ferocious liger pouring into his arm. Suddenly, his entire arm shone with dazzling green light. It was like a green dragon roaring towards him.

Ha, this kid is so stupid that he actually dares to take my sword!

He Ming was overjoyed, a fierce flash flashed in his eyes, and the green sword in his hand suddenly became more dazzling. His speed and power increased to a higher level, and he roared towards Chu Haoren's green fist!

The two men's fists and swords are almost equally matched, but He Ming has a big advantage, that is, he has a Xuan-level long knife in his hand. The blade and the sword's light are much more lethal than the fists.

He Ming wanted to split Chu Haoren's entire arm in half and teach him a lesson!

The sharp green blade struck Chu Haoren's green fist, causing a muffled sound as if stones were colliding, and a ripple-like wind that spread out in all directions.

To outsiders, it looked like the sword struck Chu Haoren's fist, but in fact, at that critical moment, it was Chu Haoren's clenched fist that suddenly opened, and his five fingers used exquisite techniques to strike the right spot. Holding the blade...