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Noticing that Zhang Ba wasn't really angry, Brother Xiang rubbed his face, coming forward and saying, "Then Young Master, you're really preparing to make a bet with that old beggar! So many days have passed, but there's no news at all. If he doesn't show up in the future, then young master, didn't you just get tricked by someone? "

Brother Xiang reminded.

Zhang Ba gritted his teeth as he looked at Brother Xiang, then he stared blankly at him, "Why can't you grow a brain? I really want to slap you to death."

Then he explained, "So what if this bet doesn't matter if he comes or not? It just so happens that I'm in a good mood today, so I'll explain it to you.

If that Qin Rufeng didn't come, then that would be the end of Nan Zian's plans. If you want someone who doesn't even dare to bet on a bet, do you think Nan Zian will have him in her heart?

Even if that Qin Rufeng came to make a bet, do you think he would win? If it's a competition of cultivation base, I don't know what demonic technique he used to force one of our Mystic realm experts to death, but I still want to think about it.

But who told him to actually choose to compete with me in identifying medicinal herbs. Do you think that there will be anyone in the entire Desert West who can defeat me?

Not to mention that poor, poor Qin Rufeng, even those old, undead elders of ours, would admit defeat when it comes to medicinal ingredients. "

After saying that, a rather confident smile appeared on Zhang Ba's face.

This was indeed the case. As the Young Master of Zhang Ji, he would be able to identify over 99% of all the medicinal ingredients in the entire desert. Furthermore, he would be able to tell the effects of these medicinal ingredients, how to identify them, and what type of medicinal ingredients they would have.

Zhang Ba understood it within his heart. This ability was also one of the reasons why Zhang Ji was able to dominate the medicine market of Spirit County.

Many of the pill refiners and pill refiners were unable to understand these familiar herbs. In Zhang Ji's eyes, these herbs were nothing more than a piece of cake.

At this moment, Big Brother Xiang, who was standing at the side, asked in confusion, "Young Master, what does this have to do with you marrying Nan Zian!"

"Pah!"

Another crisp sound rang out as Zhang Ba slapped Brother Xiang's face again, fuming, "Why do I have such an idiot's trusted aide like you? Listen up!"

Brother Xiang hurriedly nodded like a chick pecking rice.

Looking at Brother Xiang's pleading look, Zhang Ba sighed helplessly. Even though Brother Xiang was usually arrogant and boastful, there were times when he wasn't even online. It could even be said that he was a little foolish from missing a string in his head.

However, he was indeed the most loyal person among Zhang Ji's medicinal plants, and also the most trustworthy person among Zhang Ji's medicinal plants. Even though on the surface, the cause of Zhang Ji's medicinal plants was to rise, but as the young master of Zhang Ji's medicinal plants, Zhang Ba knew that under the surface, the hidden danger was greater.

If the crisis wasn't imminent, he wouldn't have been so anxious to marry Nan Zian. It could even be said that as long as he married Nan Zian, his chance of winning this time's crisis of the medicinal herbs for Zhang Zian's record would have naturally risen to fifty percent, and not like now.

Even though he was the young master of the medicinal plant, and his status was above tens of thousands of people, but in the face of such a crisis, he was less than 30% sure that he would win.

"Young Master, please speak." I've been waiting here to hear it! " At this moment, Brother Xiang whispered a reminder from the side, his voice as soft as a mosquito's. From his comical appearance, one could tell that Brother Xiang was afraid that his young master would slap him.

This time, Zhang Ba did not make a move, but said: "Think! If he comes to fulfill the promise, but he loses the bet, he will give his life to me. But at that time, a person who is already on the verge of death, what do we have to worry about? Could it be that your young master is not as good as a dying man who has lost to me?! "Hahaha!"

"Young master is so wonderful!" That is to say, it would be in our interest whether he comes or not, and even if he does, the result will be the same. " Brother Xiang was suddenly enlightened as he gave a thumbs up in compliment.

… …

At this moment, in front of the Southern Courtyard's restaurant, a filthy and smelly beggar was squatting on the white jade steps of the restaurant. In his hand was a broken bowl, and he was trembling non-stop as he faced the passersby.

At this time, an attendant impatiently walked out of the restaurant and sternly said, "Hurry up and f * ck off. Being so annoyed by being yelled at like this has affected my family's image, Young Master Ba will beat you to death! "

After throwing a few coins into the old beggar's bowl, he turned around and walked into the restaurant.

"Little brother, wait a moment, I think that the lord inside just now gave you a few silver coins!" "How did it become copper coins?" After saying this, the old beggar weighed his broken porcelain bowl in a rather aggrieved manner.

The shop assistant, who had just put a few silver coins in his pocket, looked as if he had been hit by a beggar. His face first turned red, then a burst of anger appeared on his face.

"You old beggar, you must be tired of living!" The shop assistant turned around and gave him a kick.

This kick was clearly not a normal person's kick. There were traces of Earth Xuan Qi faintly mixed in it. If it was a normal grown man who took this kick, he would probably be severely injured, and even his life would be in danger.

However, he was facing a weak old beggar who hadn't eaten for days. This kick would probably cripple him even if he didn't die.

"Stupid beggar, I won't let you be so unsatisfied. You need silver coins to follow me." Today, if I don't kick you to death, I … " The arrogant voice came to a halt, stopping mid-air along with the fatal kick.

The extremely arrogant shop assistant instantly quieted down. Instead, he looked at the wrinkled and black palm on his leg with a face full of shock, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Thinking back to that moment, the shop assistant couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. With his third level Mysterious Foundation Stage cultivation and his previous anger from embarrassment, he had used all of his strength to kick this old beggar in the face. Just now, he had been caught by a soft paper hand without much effort.

He did not even feel a trace of profound energy rebound, which meant that his opponent did not use any profound energy at all to block his kick. A person who was able to withstand his kick with pure physical strength was most likely someone whose cultivation was not someone he could withstand.

Thinking of this, the shop assistant couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, and even his crotch felt a lot more comfortable.