A hundred taels of gold? Regardless of victory or defeat, you will have a share of participation!

The hall was suddenly filled with a sensation.

For the people in the martial arts world, a hundred taels of gold are not a small amount. Even if they are big, they will be enough to be free for a few years.

All the people in the hall are counted, and there are at least twenty or thirty. They take out thousands of taels of gold in one hand, which is enough for ordinary people to eat for more than ten lifetimes.

He is really rich and generous.

Even for wealthy merchants, so much gold is not a small amount. If you spend a few months transporting a batch of high-quality weapons to the Central Plains, you may not be able to make such profits.

Su Huan poked the wind and sand with his hand and whispered: "You're out?"

Fengsha nodded with a bitter face.

He doesn't care about such a little money, but it's not what it costs.

Su Huan lowered his head and said nothing.

She is the deacon of Qinglong, and Fengsha is the deacon of Xuanwu. Apart from the identity of Qinglong Secret Envoy, the two have similar status.

Unfortunately, she has always had a class but no position, and she has never been in charge of the local area. She just needs to get a dead salary. Compared to her wealth, she is really pitiful.

"What did you do?" Wang Gui didn't understand and smiled, "Is it because Young Master Feng was also moved? I wanted to come out and make some gold?"

Fengsha shook his head: "I don't need this money."

He is sick! He sends someone to earn his own money and then leaves his reputation to others?

Wang Gui looked disbelief and said with a smile: "Young Master Feng holds the Ascension Pavilion, and naturally has strong financial resources and doesn't look down on this little money." His tone was extremely mocking.

This is a hundred taels of gold, which is no different from picking up for free! It turns out that when he was the deputy guard, the black and white of a year was less than ten taels of gold. A hundred taels of gold was enough for him to eat or drink for 100 taels of gold.

I thought that the wind and sand were swollen and fat, and pretended to be generous in front of other women.

Turning to Su Huan, he smiled and said, "If the girl is moved, I will accompany you to a fight. If you only move your fists and feet but not weapons, you will definitely be responsible and will not hurt the girl's body at all, haha."

Su Huan felt teased and felt unhappy.

This man dared to sarcastically sarcastically at Fengsha. Fengsha was not angry yet. Naturally, she didn't want to offend her and forced a smile: "I have always been weak, and the prince is kind to me, both physically and mentally."

She herself doesn't have that much money, but the rights she has are far from money can buy.

If she had piled up thousands of taels of gold in front of her, she might have become jealous and consider whether she should send someone to snatch it.

Mr. Wang said a few more paragraphs there.

The general meaning is that Princess Rou travels on a boat and walks through the river, which tests the guard's ability to fight in a narrow place, so the competition is placed on a small platform leading to the turn of the corridor on the second floor.

Anyone who falls to the stairs or falls down the fence is considered a loss. No weapons are limited, and blood cannot be seen.

Huang Gangfeng, the leader of the imperial guard Huang, had already strode to the platform and clasped his fists and said, "As long as anyone can force Huang to attack his weapons, Huang will lose."

This is nothing to the ears of others. After all, they are the leader of the imperial guards and do not have enough ability to do this job. To the people in the martial arts world, these words are very harsh.

At that moment, a young and energetic guy couldn't help but turn over and jumped onto the platform, and said empty-handedly: "As long as the leader Huang can force his weapons out, he will be considered to be losing."

Huang Gangfeng nodded, and didn't even say hello. With a punch, the wind roar suddenly poured into his ears and stopped directly in front of the man's eyes.

This person's hair was directly dispersed by the sudden violent wind, scattered and trembled backwards, and then fell down.

For a moment, I felt like numbness, and my heart was even more numbness.

His eyes were already staring into cockfighting, and cold sweats on his forehead could not stop, and his neck was stiff as if he could hear a crackling sound.

Huang Gangfeng closed his hand and said lightly: "Take it."

Mr. Wang smiled heartily and said, "Xiao Huang was born in a military tent. It is common for sneak attacks and plots on the battlefield. He really doesn't understand the rules of the world. I hope this young hero will forgive him. The person who comes will give him gold."

The young man smiled embarrassedly, and couldn't speak the scene. He took a bag of gold and ran off the stage in panic, and got into the crowd.

The people in the martial arts world in the hall calmed down completely and found that the hundred taels of gold did not seem so easy to get.

If someone can be the leader of the imperial guards, it is true that it is a trivial matter to lose. If he loses too badly, his reputation in the world will definitely plummet, and he will not be ashamed to continue to be a guest minister for others.

After thinking about it, there are really few people who are sure that they can force others out of their weapons.

Suddenly, there was a little bit of a cold situation and no one went up to challenge it.

The wind and sand are immediately happy. It is best to spend less money with this kind of inexplicable money.

Wang Gui was so stunned.

The second prince Yan ordered him to win this time and not lose. He must win this guard commander, so he asked for money to ask for money in order to make the recruitment hall.

He thought that his martial arts skills were good and he could still take over even if he couldn't find him, so he patted his chest and issued a military order.

Now it seems that it is too arrogant.

Seeing the second prince glaring at him, Wang Gui nodded as if he was calm, then gritted his teeth and shook the crowd.

He has a few friends who have lived in love with each other, so I will try it first. If it really doesn't work, he can only bite the bullet and go on stage by himself.

The next moment, a tall and thin young man came forward and walked up the steps step by step.

It seems very ordinary, far less fancy than the one who jumped up and flipped the airshots just now.

Huang Gangfeng felt the pressure almost immediately, and he seemed to have a sense of momentum around him.

Ordinary people may just feel an inexplicable panic, falling into the eyes of wind and sand, as if they saw a mountain that was about to collapse standing up tremblingly, and they would pour out the wind roar that was crying and howling with ghosts and gods at any time.

Because of his spirit, he can always "see" more things than ordinary people, or to be precise, "perception".

A strong and strong man can easily shock ordinary people, make them afraid, make them weak, eliminate their fighting spirit, and make them collapse without fighting. This influence will be greatly imposed on the battle formation.

Things like momentum cannot be seen or touched, but they do exist.

As Huang Gangfeng thrust his back and waist violently, all the people in front of him subconsciously held their breath, and a sense of horror that he was about to be buried by a landslide was suddenly felt.

However, the tall and thin young man was not affected at all.

Every time he stepped up the stairs, it was like the sea surface rising a little higher, and the sea breeze was violent, and it was brewing a tsunami that was storming. It was just waiting for the sea to overwhelm.

Wherever the mountain wind and sea breeze match, the handrails of the stairs seemed to tremble.

In fact, what is trembling is the will of a person. Cowardice makes people dizzy and even blurred vision.

Su Huan frowned and saw the shadow of his old rival Yin Gu from the tall and thin young man.

The tall and thin young men over there are getting slower and slower.

Huang Gangfeng suddenly choked and drew his sword in his hand.

The tall and thin young man seemed to be invisibly moved. The next moment, he held the hilt in his hand and pulled it up inch by inch. Every time an inch of sword blade appeared, it seemed to freeze in the eyes of a person's eyes for a moment.

Su Huan's eyes flashed with cold light, this is the sword drawing style of Yin Gu.
Chapter completed!