Chapter 1652: Gambling Battle (4)

Chapter 1652 - 1652: Gambling Battle (4)

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“Clang—
The long saber clashed with Cao Jun’s fist.
It wasn’t a bump, but a brush.
There wasn’t the force on the saber that Cao Jun had imagined, colliding fiercely with his fist.
It was more of a casual, light touch.
“Clang—
The second saber had already slashed at Cao Jun’s chest.
It was just a faint white mark.
The power on the blade was simply too weak.
“Haha—” Cao Jun laughed loudly, spinning around to throw a punch.
Naturally, he missed again.
But he was no longer afraid.
The opponent sacrificed strength for speed.
Unfortunately, coming from a small family, he didn’t know that without absolute strength, without absolute attacking power, speed alone was useless.
Those watching around also noticed this. Some frowned, some murmured.
However, what they couldn’t see was that the long saber in He Yangsun’s hand slashed down very quickly, forming threads around Cao Jun.
The saber’s light threads circulated. In an instant, millions of them converged into one slash.
“Bang!
There was a shock.
Cao Jun trembled all over, his eyes widening.
The armor on his body shattered in an instant, turning into hundreds of fragments!
By relying on overwhelming speed, the force on each saber’s edge was stacked, eventually culminating in a single strike shattering the armor!
The long saber pressed against Cao Jun’s neck. Cao Jun was stunned, and only his legs trembled uncontrollably.
“l concede.’
Slowly retracting his saber, He Yangsun stepped back to his original position.
“Good move,
“Good armor.’
Cao Tie, the head of the Cao family, looked at He Yangsun and said loudly, “Pagoda City’s He family, He Yangsun. When you come to my Yuyang City in the future, you must visit our Cao family.”
Not only did He Yangsun demonstrate formidable skills, but he also didn’t harm the Cao familys younger generation elites.
With such skill and demeanor, he was worth respecting.
As long as such a junior expert did not die, his future achievements would be unimaginable.
He Yangsun nodded and cupped his hands at Cao Tie before returning to his seat.
Turning slightly, he saw Zheng Yuyan with a face full of smiles, her cheeks blushing.
“The first round goes to the Zheng family.”
Cao Tie said, then turned, “Zhuo Yang, your turn.”
Beside him, a slender middle-aged man nodded, moving swiftly and landing in the arena.
“Cao Zhuoyang, level four Puppet Master.”
When he announced his identity, many people on the Zheng family’s side gasped.
“He’s Cao Zhuoyang!’
“The Wolf of the Cao family, one of the top five in the same rank in Yuyang
“Didn’t they say he hadn’t returned to Yuyang City?”
Once a Puppet Master or Armor Master became famous, they must have their own means.
For Puppet Masters and Armor Masters, everything was earned and fought for by themselves.
Cao Zhuoyang was a powerhouse among peers.
“Changkong, I’m counting on you.”
On the Zheng family’s side, the head of the Zheng family, Zheng Changtian, looked at Zheng Changkong with a solemn expression.
Although the Zheng Family also had several level four Armor Masters and Puppet Masters, they knew they were no match for Cao Zhuoyang.
When they heard the Patriarch mention Zheng Changkongs name, they all breathed a sigh of relief, then their faces showed a hint of complexity..
Zheng Changkong nodded and turned to look at Han Muye with an imperceptible smile.
He walked forward and stood 50 feet away from Cao Zhuoyang.
“Brother Cao, since it’s a gamble, why don’t we make a small bet?”
Zheng Changkong took out a green jade card as he looked at Cao Zhuoyang who was holding a piece of green armor.
“l have 100,000 origin coins here, almost all my remaining wealth.”
“How about it, care to make a bet?”
Not only for victory or defeat but also for profit or loss.
Losing meant losing both reputation and money.
Winning meant winning both the battle and money.
Cao Zhuoyang smiled.
For him, this was no different from simply giving him the origin coins.
He was confident that he could defeat Zheng Changkong within 10 moves.
“Haha, what’s the point of 100,000 origin coins?” Behind Cao Zhuoyang, a figure stepped forward and casually threw out a card that landed on the ground.
“I’m an Elder of the Cao Family. I bet that Zhuoyang will win.
“200,000 origin coins. Do you dare to bet?”
Zheng Changkong turned around.
All the elders and juniors from his family whom he could see lowered their heads.
No origin coins?
No, it was a lack of confidence.
This scene was somewhat embarrassing.
On the other side, everyone from the Cao family laughed out loud.
Zheng Changtian coughed lightly and took out a green card from his pocket.
“l have confidence in Brother Changkong. Yangsun, bet 20,000 source coins on Brother Changkong winning.
“Let’s bet on Brother Changkongs victory.”
At this moment, Han Muye’s voice sounded.
He Yangsun nodded and took out a green card..