Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and it was Wang Ze, the disciple of the Great Elder.

This person is also one year older than Chen Feng, and is said to have just been promoted to the Crimson level a month ago.

I don’t know if it was because of the instructions of the Great Elder or if I really couldn’t stand Chen Feng. After this sentence came out, many people who were watching Chen Feng looked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng suddenly smiled.

He seemed to have seen this person on the first day he joined Qingcheng. In Qingcheng Hall, the disciples of the Great Elder.

"Are you unwilling to accept it?"

Chen Feng picked up his chin and smiled relaxedly with a teasing expression on his face.

I didn't plan to quarrel with this person at all.

It's so big a hat to cheat my fellow students.

What Chen Feng is thinking now is that I can’t beat Jiang Xuan, that immortal, and I can’t beat you?

"snort."

"Even if I beat you, you may have excuses."

Wang Ze snorted coldly, and the initial level of Crimson's spiritual power fluctuations were emitted. It was obvious that Crimson's attack on gold and crossed a large realm, Chen Feng was at a disadvantage.

Even if Chen Feng wins, it doesn’t mean too much. Instead, he is embarrassed to lose. He can still calculate the debt.

"Betting on three crimson materials."

"Don't you want to stand out and give you a chance to win back."

"Don't let me look down on you."

Chen Feng and Ye Xi looked at each other, and Ye Xi handed Song Chi without hesitation the two crimson materials that Chen Feng had won before.

Everyone exclaimed!

There are three crimson materials, the bet is a bit big. A crimson level spiritual card master will not have too many crimson level materials on his body.

Wang Ze was delighted and thought to himself that the fish took the bait.

He did not receive instructions from the Great Elder, but he had just broken through the crimson level. He had been a marginal figure before and was eager to show off.

He was recognized by the Great Elder and was attracted to his Dharma eyes.

Many friends poked him around him, and they picked up three cystic reds for free. Isn’t this not cerebral palsy?

Wang Ze snorted coldly, and decisively stepped onto Lingwu Platform and looked at Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng should have to do his best."

"Well, it's really strong. The spiritual card master at the peak of the golden ray is not his opponent."

"Do you think Chen Feng can win?"
Chapter completed!