"I bet Li Qing will definitely come!"

Suddenly, a sonorous voice sounded from the crowd, and the disciples suddenly turned silently, and their eyes turned. A young man with a slightly pale face appeared behind them.

The boy was still wrapped in a bandage on his right arm, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Isn't this person hurting his head?" The disciples were very concerned and said, "Everyone knows that Li Qing doesn't even dare to show his face. He dares to bet Li Qing will definitely come."

"Is this a sympathy for Boss Hong's loss of too many merit points recently?" someone joked.

"How much do you bet?" Hong Yongchang did not show too much emotion, but looked at the boy seriously and asked.

"I bet 100,000 yuan, but I don't have any meritorious points now." The young man smiled slightly and said, "I don't know if I can use what to mortgage?"

"Bet 100,000?"

"No meritorious points?"

"He is here to joke, it's really hurting his head, haha!" The disciples burst into laughter when they heard this.

But Hong Yongchang did not laugh, but looked at the young man and said seriously: "There are no merit points, combat skills, spirit stones, martial arts, elixirs, and everything can be used as collateral!"

"I don't even have..." the boy said helplessly.

"Haha, I think this kid is either hurting his head or is here to entertain Boss Hong."

"Is this kid easy to bully as Boss Hong? Are you not afraid that Boss Hong will get angry when he is so entertained?" The disciples looked at the boy laughingly.

Although Hong Yongchang is not a celebrity on the Qingyun List or Qingshan List, he is also an influential figure in the Jiulei Zhan Sect and is not something that ordinary people can offend.

"Are you here to make trouble?" Hong Yongchang's expression slightly lowered and said, "Leave here before I get angry, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

"I really want to bet that Li Qing will come, there is no intention of making trouble..." The boy shook his head and sighed, then walked out of the crowd.

"Slow down!" Hong Yongchang called out to the young man and said, "If you really want to bet, then give your children's medal as a bet and hand it over to me!"

"Can this be mortgaged for 100,000 merits?" The young man showed his merits in surprise, as if he didn't believe it very much.

"Haha, the disciple's medal is the lifeblood of the disciples of the sect. Holding your medal, unless you don't want to stay in the Nine-level War Sect, you will be unable to move forward without the medal in the Nine-level War Sect."

"If Boss Hong takes his medal, it means he signed a contract with Boss Hong. Boss Hong is afraid that he will lose in a hurry. He dares to accept any disciple's medal!"

The disciples were not surprised by such things. Generally speaking, merits not only symbolize the identity of disciples of the Nine-Level War Sect.

But medals control the disciple's merit points. Mastering the medal is equivalent to mastering the disciple's merit points and mastering the disciple's lifeline.

Hong Yongchang has not received too many such medals, but generally speaking, those who are capable of repaying them, and those who are not capable of repaying them must be rewarded for Hong Yongchang's meritorious service.

"If you win, I will pay you the same merit points. If you don't win, in the Nine-Level War Sect, you will be in charge of me until you repay the 100,000 merit points. How about it?" Hong Yongchang said.

"Yes!" The young man gave the meritorious points to Hong Yongchang without any hesitation.

Hong Yongchang immediately took out a contract letter and asked the boy to press his handprint, saying, "Now our bet takes effect. Once we pass today, we will know the result."

"Okay!" The boy was not dragging himself on and prepared to leave, but his body hesitated slightly and said, "By the way, can I change my mind?"

"Ha ha!"

"Even the contract has been signed, I want to change my mind. This is really a pleasure to Boss Hong!" The disciples around him let out another burst of laughter, and some people even felt that the young man was a little ignorant of his life and death.

"I can come after buying Li Qing, probably he regrets it now!"

"Are you deliberately looking for trouble?" Hong Yongchang's face was not very good either, and he stared at the boy with a gloomy look.

"No!" The young man shook his head slightly and said, "I want to increase the bet. I want to add one million merit points. I bet Li Qing will definitely come, can I?"

"Wow!" The audience was in an uproar.

"He actually bet on a million points of merit, this is his brain is broken!"

"Can Li Qing come?"

"Thinking about it is impossible. If I could come, I would eat all the duel table raw!"

"Tsk tsk, one million merit points, this guy lost, I'm afraid he won't be able to repay it for a hundred years!"

"I think he is not going to hang out in the Nine-Level War Sect and plans to run away. Anyway, he can't pay the 100,000 yuan, and even a million yuan."

The disciples looked at the young man like fools. Even if Hong Yongchang hadn't spoken for a long time, he seemed to be measuring something, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, one million is one million!"

"Boy, if you lose and want to run away, even if I, Hong Yongchang, chase all the entire Apocalypse Continent, I will catch you!"

"Of course not." The boy smiled confidently, and then walked towards the duel stage with many sympathetic eyes.

"Who are you?" Zhao Nongtian, who was standing on the duel stage, opened his eyes and looked at the boy and asked, "If it weren't for Li Qing, just get out, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite!"

"I am Li Qing!" The young man smiled indifferently.

"He is Li Qing!"

The disciples in the duel were looking sideways, especially when they saw Li Qing, who was the boy who had just bet a million on Hong Yongchang, Li Qing's words seemed to slap them hard on everyone's face!

Especially Hong Yongchang, who was standing in the duel stage, even if he had many merit points, at this moment, he only felt his eyes turn black and he had the urge to faint.

"No wonder he dares to make such a big bet. It turns out that he is Li Qing!"

"Oh my God, that's a 150-fold odds, that's more than 15,000 points of merit!"

"Boss Hong is afraid he will lose all his money!"

"This Li Qing is so hateful. He deliberately put a pit to let us jump. He didn't tell us when he came, which made me remanded 100,000 points of merit just now!"

"Shut up!" Hong Yongchang is in a bad mood now. Originally, Hong Yongchang wanted to think that Li Qing could come out and make a lot of merit, but he didn't expect that Li Qing was really here!

This should have been very happy, but Li Qing has now bet, with one million merit points and one hundred and fifty times odds, but a merit points of 150 million, even for Hong Yongchang, it is a comparison of astronomical figures.

But Hong Yongchang agreed to Li Qing in front of hundreds of disciples. Hong Yongchang had no room for regret. These 5,000 merit points must be compensated to Li Qing.

If you cheat, Hong Yongchang will not want to hang out in the Nine-Level War Sect in the future.

It was obvious that Li Qing had put on his side, but it made him say nothing. Hong Yongchang looked at Li Qing with gritted teeth, wishing he could swallow Li Qing alive at this moment!

The disciples who participated in the betting before were all red when they saw Hong Yongchang's eyes, and were so scared that they dared not mention the betting again.

Although Hong Yongchang is unparalleled in reputation, that does not mean that Hong Yongchang is a man who is easy to mess with. In the Jiuchong Zhan Sect, Hong Yongchang doesn’t know how many disciples he has mastered, and how many disciples work for him.
Chapter completed!