Volume 19: Legend of Lu Xiaofeng Chapter 490: Gambling
When Su Weiyun landed on the ground, there was no needle in his hand.
In other words, his weapon was lost.
The old man asked slowly, "Master Su, you have no weapons left, but do you still want to fight me again?"
Su Weiyun said: "Although there is no sword in my hand, there is a sword in my heart. Lord Jin Jiuling can fight against the enemy at this level, let alone me?"
The old man said, "But a fight between you and me would be too loud, so it's better not to fight this battle to avoid any accidents."
Su Weiyun said: "Martial arts competitions are full of surprises. Since we have to decide the winner, how can we avoid surprises?"
"Take my palm!"
Su Weiyun leaped out and was next to the old man in almost an instant. Two palms fell from the sky, as if it was a punishment from the gods!
It was impossible to tell which school or sect these two palms came from. They were just Su Weiyun's pair of bare hands, but their power was terrifying.
The old man dodged very quickly as well. Before anyone could see clearly, he had already flashed behind Gong Jiu.
"The master is here, please stop the fight."
He was surprisingly still very friendly and polite, and let Gong Jiu mediate.
Gong Jiu was silent for a while before he said, "We have had enough fun at this point in the competition. I think you two should stop now."
Su Weiyun's eyes shifted, as if hesitating whether to stop.
Jin Jiuling also said: "You two are both unfathomable in martial arts. You are both on different sides and there is no deep hatred. Why do you have to fight to the death?"
What he said is the most reasonable outcome.
Logically speaking, Su Weiyun and the old man are both powerful beings at the level of gods and men. No matter what happens in the future, at least for now, the first and second places in the world must be these two.
Be it gold, silver, jewels, beauties, or fine wines, as long as they want it, there is nothing they cannot get.
In Jin Jiuling's opinion, if he could reach this state, he could just peacefully enjoy all the prosperity in the world. There was nothing wrong with that.
——Running to an unknown island and fighting each other to death is truly crazy.
Why must two people like this have to live and die together?
Seeing that Su Weiyun was still struggling, the old man could not help but persuade him: "I have a plan that can determine the outcome. Hero Su, listen to me."
Without caring whether Su Weiyun was willing or not, he continued, "I heard a few days ago that there will be a battle between peerless swordsmen in the Central Plains."
Su Weiyun said: "Oh? Go ahead."
The old man said, "These two peerless swordsmen are Ximen Chuixue, a famous swordsman from Wanmei Villa, and Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City from Feixian Island."
Lu Xiaofeng was moved and asked, "Is this true?"
The old man smiled and said, "On a full moon night, on top of the Forbidden City, a sword came from the west, and a fairy flew from the sky!"
Lu Xiaofeng asked: "A full moon night?"
The old man said, "The two agreed that the final battle would be on August 15th!"
Lu Xiaofeng calculated the date and shouted, "Oh no! Today is already the third day of August. Doesn't that mean we may not be able to make it back in time?"
The old man said, "Don't worry. We can reach the Central Plains in ten days by taking a fast boat from here."
Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said, "What does the duel between the two of them have to do with you?"
The old man looked at Su Weiyun with a smile and said, "Master Su, do you still remember the gambling game on Wolf Mountain?"
Hearing his words, Su Weiyun's thoughts seemed to go back to that winter on the top of Wolf Mountain.
The old man made a bet on the duel between "Di Qinglin" and "Su Weiyun" - if Su Weiyun lost, he would die, and then Liu Changjie would have to hand over his power in the Qinglong Society.
If Su Weiyun wins, Di Qinglin will die, the old man will withdraw from the Central Plains for ten years, and Su Weiyun will be given a peerless secret book and three top masters as his servants.
The final result is of course self-evident.
So Su Weiyun asked, "Do you still want to bet with me?"
The old man said, "When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, so why not gamble?"
Su Weiyun asked: "How to bet?"
The old man said, "Let's bet on who will win between Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng!"
Lu Xiaofeng said angrily: "Nonsense! The duel between Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng is a matter between them, how can we allow others to place bets randomly?!"
He was speaking up for his friend, because doing so was almost the same as treating the duel between Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng as a "monkey show."
The old man explained, "It's not just us who want to place a bet. Since the news spread, bets of all sizes have been set up all over the world around this matter."
"The bettors include the richest merchants in the world, famous celebrities, masters of martial arts, thieves who can fly over rooftops and walls, street vendors, and gang leaders of various sects... Everyone is betting!"
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.
He and Su Weiyun spent quite a while at sea, and he had never heard that so many things had happened in the Central Plains martial arts world.
When he was about to speak, Su Weiyun responded, "Okay, I'll bet with you!"
The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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Ye Gucheng.
Ximen Chuixue.
Two peerless swords, two peerless men.
It is rare to see such a top-notch duel in the martial arts world, especially among swordsmen.
The meaning of "sword" to the world is far more than just a weapon.
Swordsmen wear swords, gentlemen wear swords, generals wear swords, and even the emperor wears a sword.
The sword kills all evil, and is upright and just.
Therefore, for ordinary people, the sensation of the duel between the two top swordsmen in the world may be even greater than the life-and-death battle between the ordinary "evil cult leader" and the "righteous leader".
Especially this time, the location of the decisive battle is set in Kyoto, the imperial city, and the top of the Forbidden City.
Defeat thousands of troops with one sword and despise kings and princes with one smile - isn't this the level that swordsmen dream of?
Su Weiyun said slowly: "This battle is indeed worth a gamble, and even more worth a glimpse! But what are you and I betting on?"
The old man said, "It's still the same old rule. I won't make a bet that will embarrass you."
Su Weiyun said: "You speak first."
The old man said, "If you win, I will not only return Ding Xi to you, but I will also restore Zhongyuan to its previous state for you, okay?!"
Su Weiyun said calmly: "It's not enough."
The old man said, "I will return to you all the antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver jewelry I got from this 'embroidery thief'."
The total value of that batch of red goods was at least tens of millions of taels, but he didn't even frown when he said this.
Su Weiyun said: "It's still a little short."
The old man finally sighed and said, "I'll add five more secret books."
He only said it was a secret book, but didn't say what it was. However, Ding Xi's eyes lit up.
The secret book that the old man used was definitely not an ordinary one.
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "It would be fine if you could add a little more exciting chips."
The old man sighed and said, "Okay, I'll add a little more."
He opened his sleeves to cover both sides of his mouth, opened his mouth and said two words, but no sound came out.
Only from the angle where Su Weiyun was standing could he see his "lip reading".
After seeing this, Su Weiyun laughed out loud: "Okay, let's add this. What if you win?"
The old man sighed and said, "If I win by chance, I just want you to never come to the Nameless Island again!"
This condition was indeed as he said, and it did not make Su Weiyun feel awkward at all; it was even a little too simple.
Of course Su Weiyun agreed.
"Who are you betting on to win?"
The old man asked back: "Who are you going to bet on?"
Su Weiyun said: "You can tell me first, you are the banker!"
The old man uttered three words: "Ye Gucheng!"
Su Weiyun said: "That's perfect! The one I plan to bet on is Ximen Chuxue!"
Originally, Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship were on par with each other, and others could not tell who was better, so they had to fight to the death.
But logically speaking, these two peerless masters should be able to see who is better, but they actually have different opinions, which is really strange.
The old man laughed and said, "Hahahahaha, it looks like this bet is meant to be between the two of us!"
