Divine Master Soaring The Heavens/C28 Gambling Rolling!
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C28 Gambling Rolling!

Hearing this, the crowd deeply nodded their heads in agreement. They had all heard of Wu Rong's domineering attitude, he could be considered one of the top figures among the Yan Wu Town's young generation, and not many people were willing to provoke him. Jian Wushuang was also blind and even dared to offend Wu Rong.

"I said, take your dirty hands away."

Jian Wushuang's gaze was cold as he stared at Wu Rong, enunciating every word.

At the same time, an extremely cold aura burst out from Jian Wushuang's body and crazily swept towards Wu Rong. At this moment, Wu Rong felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow; his body was chilled to the bone and almost froze.

Wu Rong couldn't help but tremble as he looked at Jian Wushuang in shock.

"Humph!" If I don't move away, what will you do? "

Who would have thought, just now, he actually felt a bit of fear towards this piece of trash, it was simply heaven's humiliation. This waste who was the most famous at Yan Wu Town, how could he be afraid, this was impossible!

In order to hide his fear, Wu Rong became even more ferocious, pushing Jian Wushuang's chest with all his strength and shouting: "You piece of trash, trash! Are you listening to what I just said or not? Call me grandpa, and I will buy the sword that you want and give it to you.

After taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang calmed his anger down. He opened his eyes and said with a calm expression, "I will get what I want based on my own abilities. Do you really want to make things difficult for me?"

"So what if I'm in a difficult situation with you? Who do you think you are!?" Wu Rong's face was filled with disdain.

"We will have a duel. If I lose, you can do whatever you want to me. If you lose, you can pay me fifty silver taels for my sword. How about it?" Jian Wushuang smiled faintly.

"Trash, there will be a battle between us, but it isn't a duel, it's a one-sided beating, do you understand? It's just that I've beaten you up, you're not qualified for me to use the word 'duel'. You're not qualified! "

Wu Rong sneered, his face was full of disdain.

"Whether I am fit or not isn't something I can say with my mouth, but something I can punch out with my fists! In other words, you agreed to it? "

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows. If there was no benefit, he wouldn't be bothered to help! Wu Rong looked like a fool. He truly felt sorry for himself not being able to beat him up!

"So what if I agree!"

Wu Rong gritted his teeth and replied after a moment of hesitation. Fifty silver taels was not a small sum to him. He still felt some heartache when he first opened his mouth, but he didn't believe that he was no match for Jian Wushuang!

"Trash, do you think you have the qualifications to act in front of me just because you have defeated Jian An with your Jian Family? Let me tell you, you still have a long way to go! I will let you know that the practitioners of Third Layer of Innate are not people you can underestimate! "

Wu Rong shouted loudly. With a cruel smile on his face, he made up his mind to teach Jian Wushuang a lesson. Breaking an arm or leg would be very exciting.

After reading up to this point, astonishment filled the faces of the crowd. Jian Wushuang actually challenged Wu Rong, and was betting against him?

Gambling with his life for a treasured sword that cost fifty silver taels?

One had to know that Wu Rong was a Third Layer of Innate warrior. Although Jian Wushuang was able to defeat Jian An, who was at the second level of the Innate realm, there was a gap between the second level and the Third Layer of Innate.

Wu Rong still had full confidence in fighting Third Layer of Innate, so was that possible?

"Jian Wushuang is courting death, cousin Wu Rong's Third Layer of Innate cultivation, torturing him like a dog."

Wu Tao and Wu Cheng nodded their heads simultaneously, their faces full of ridicule and contempt. In their view, Jian Wushuang is courting death. No wonder he is called trash. He is indeed a fool.

"Could it be that Jian Wushuang has gone stupid? He actually challenged Wu Rong. I'm really impressed by him. He's reached an entire realm without a brain!" You want to fight Wu Baishui with this kind of trash? "Looks like he's going to be crippled halfway through his journey in less than a month. He's so brainless that he's going to be crippled after offending someone!"

Xue Fengcheng's face was filled with astonishment. He immediately shook his head and ridiculed with eyes filled with disdain.

"A man can be arrogant, but not stupid. Foolishness is a sin, not to be forgiven." Xue Yuyan said faintly, "I have a bad impression of him."

Glancing at the mocking gazes of the crowd, Jian Wushuang sneered in his heart. In this world, logic dictated that one should always use one's fist, not one's mouth!

He would use his fists to tell everyone who was the real stupid and arrogant person!

"Jian Wushuang, if I were a piece of trash like you, I would definitely hide in my yard all day and not dare to come out. I'm not like you, taking a stroll around the streets, aren't you afraid of disgracing yourself?"

Wu Rong mocked Jian Wushuang without restraint.

"Talking trash, speaking trash, Wu Rong, if you are defeated by trash, will you no longer have the face to live in this world anymore?" Jian Wushuang sneered in reply.

"I will be defeated by you? What a dream! Don't ever think about being my opponent, you're just a piece of trash, understand? "

No matter what, Jian Wushuang's current fame in Yan Wu Town was not small. If he could be beaten up ruthlessly, then his reputation in Yan Wu Town would increase by leaps and bounds, and there might be a family's young miss who would fall for him!

"This battle is just a beautiful beating. I will turn you into a dead dog lying on the ground and suffer all the humiliation in front of everyone!"

Wu Rong raised the corner of his mouth into a cruel smile. This time, the crowd watching gave him the urge to show off. He must display his power later on and use the most elegant move to push Jian Wushuang to the ground.

"You're thinking too much." Jian Wushuang shook his head and said seriously.

"Hmph, let me use my strength to tell you how many times stronger I am than you!"

The cruel smile on Wu Rong's face became wider and wider. With a stomp of his feet on the ground, several lines appeared on the marble floor of the street. With a loud roar, Wu Rong transformed into a green lightning bolt and shot towards Jian Wushuang.

"Such a fast speed. As expected of the cultivation of Third Layer of Innate."

The crowd sighed in admiration. A Third Layer of Innate cultivator was indeed extraordinary.

"Hmph, I'm afraid that with one move, that trash Jian Wushuang won't be able to withstand it." Xue Fengcheng said with a sneer.

Xue Yuyan nodded indifferently. She had the same thought.

A faint smile appeared on Jian Wushuang's face. He stepped forward with his left foot, pulled back his fist and slowly pushed forward.

"This punching routine is so crappy."

The crowd burst into laughter, somewhat amused.

They did not know much about the Morning Fist, but with their eyesight, they felt that this fist technique was too simple and crude. It was good if it was used for fitness, but when used in battle, it could only make people laugh.

Xue Fengcheng also laughed, but his tone became more sarcastic: "This Jian Wushuang, he really is a clown. Is he here to provide us with a source of ridicule because he finds our lives boring?"

Xue Yuyan shook her head. Her impression of Jian Wushuang was completely dark.

This was a complete piece of trash. It was even worse than he had imagined.

However, the fist aura that shrouded Wu Rong was not like the other's that relaxed and teasing attitude. He only felt horror! Panic!

This move was executed perfectly straight without any change. It seemed extremely simple, as if it could be broken at will, but in Wu Rong's eyes, it was like a ray of light at sunrise. It seemed like only one ray, but it could illuminate the boundless earth.

Wu Rong's eyes were filled with disbelief, mixed with a deep shock. He was hit in the chest by what seemed like a simple punch from an outsider!

"Crack!"

The sound of ribs breaking rang out. Wu Rong spat out a mist of blood towards the sky and his face instantly became pale. He stared at Jian Wushuang in disbelief and said, "You …. "You …"

Jian Wushuang didn't give him a chance to speak. The force on his fist exploded out once again. Wu Rong screamed and fell to the ground!

He stomped on Wu Rong's face forcefully and soon, the miserable scream could no longer be heard. The only thing left was a faint moan of pain that continuously flowed out from under Jian Wushuang's feet.

At this moment, the smile remained on Jian Wushuang's face.

The crowd gaped, completely stupefied.

The entire street had originally been filled with noise and chatter, but at this moment, it suddenly became absolutely silent. One could even hear the sound of a needle falling onto the ground.

Everyone looked at Jian Wushuang with an unimaginable gaze, as if they were looking at a ghost.

Shock! Shock! Shock!

No one could have expected that the arrogant Wu Rong would be stomped by Jian Wushuang instead. At this moment, stepping on his feet was like stepping on a dead dog!

No wonder Jian Wushuang dared to challenge Wu Baishui. His talent was also extraordinary!

Wu Tao, Wu Cheng, and Wu Lin, who mocked Jian Wushuang previously, were dumbfounded.

This was especially true for Wu Lin. Her charming face was frozen in place, her eyes were wide open, and the drool on her mouth was still dripping from her lips. She looked extremely unrefined.

Xue Fengcheng's face was also full of disbelief. He thought about how he had just humiliated Jian Wushuang several times and the current situation was like a slap to his face. Xue Fengcheng was a bit embarrassed and angry as he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, what's the point of defeating Wu Rong? Isn't he going to be abused by Wu Baishui in 25 days?"

Xue Yuyan, on the other hand, didn't say anything. She carefully sized up Jian Wushuang's face, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Jian Wushuang did not care about the reaction of the crowd. His face was full of excitement as he picked up the silver sword he picked from the vendor beside him and said: "Two taels of silver from Wu Tie!"

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