Peerless Pill God Chapter 32

Everyone was gathered around the open s.p.a.ce, waiting to see what would happen.

At this time, Qin Sheng also walked to the center of the empty s.p.a.ce. Zhao Han, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Wei all opened up four meridians in one look.

Qin Sheng was naturally not scared by the three Zhao Family disciples and leisurely said: "Simply sparring is a little boring."

Qin Sheng shook his head and said: "Killing is not allowed in the academy. If we want to fight to the death, we can only go to Underground black market."

Zhao Han frowned, in a place like Underground black market, it was said that there was already a place where one could trap others, and he had never been to the current life and death game.

"Then what do you want to bet?" Zhao Han asked.

"Who lost, who rolled out of elite cla.s.s." Qin Sheng said indifferently, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Hearing this.

Zhao Han and the two other disciples from the same clan all laughed, and looked at Qin Sheng as if he was an idiot.

Not only was this trash a trash of a martial artist, all the things in his brain were trash. He finally entered the elite cla.s.s with great difficulty, but he actually dared to make a bet with him like this.

"Brother Han, this trash is most likely the most short-lived student in all of Flowing Cloud Academy's history." Zhao Feng could not help but laugh.

The spectating students could not understand what Qin Sheng was doing either.

Mentor Leng Jun, who had been observing coldly from the side, looked deeply at Qin Sheng. A bad thought rose from his heart out of instinct, and he actually wanted to stop this gamble with unequal strength at the first possible moment. It was not because the Mentor Leng Jun pitied Qin Sheng, but because he felt that Qin Sheng was not as simple as he looked on the surface.

Someone who could make Zhao Qingcang, with his Tongjiu Meridian, suffer such a huge loss, and furthermore, someone that Xia Bingning valued so highly, how could he possibly be an idiot?

As if he had noticed Mentor Leng Jun's gaze, Qin Sheng also s.h.i.+fted his gaze towards him and muttered: "Since that's the case, then I invite Mentor Leng Jun to be the witness. "Don't be like that. Some people will not acknowledge their loss even if they were to cry."

"You're courting death. Who did you say was not going to admit it?" Zhao Han was furious.

"Brat, there's no need for Brother Han. I can beat you until you cry for your parents." Zhao Feng also shouted out.

Mentor Leng Jun's expression changed, he was considering whether he should stop this bet.

If they really lost, then this year, all of the Zhao Family's core disciples would be kicked out of the elite cla.s.s, and there would be too many things involved.

"Instructor Leng, we also invite you to be our witness." Zhao Han said seriously.

"Right, we are also afraid that the trash will not acknowledge our debt by speaking so shamelessly!"

In the end, the Mentor Leng Jun seemed to have made a decision and said, "Alright, I shall verify this battle. Whoever loses, get the h.e.l.l out of the elite cla.s.s."

At the same time, his cold gaze fell on Qin Sheng, and he muttered to himself in his heart: "I truly don't believe that a meridian connection of yours can win against Zhao Han, who is only a hair away from the fifth meridian."