Chapter 61

Tanyu was already nearby watching the commotion, and now it was convenient for him to step forward with his spear and stand opposite Liu Pan.

Liu Pan raised the ring-headed saber in his hand: "Brother, this saber of mine is extra long, so be careful!" After his master's instruction, he didn't dare to speak carelessly anymore.

Tanyu had already noticed the long saber in his hand, which was thick-backed and thin-bladed, and at least a foot and a half longer than the usual ring-headed sabers used in the army, making it a full one and a half meters long—a true long saber! The blood groove was a deep green, clearly indicating that the saber had drunk much blood, truly a lethal weapon.

"Tanyu's spear..." Tanyu paused, "is eight feet long, unique and different. Brother Liu, you need to be careful!"

"Hmm, a short spear!" This actually caught Liu Pan's attention. Twelve-foot spears were common in the army, but an eight-foot spear, he had never seen before.

Xu Deng called out: "Gentlemen, please wait a moment."

Liu Pan felt quite helpless and muttered: "Even a fight is so tedious." Looking at Tanyu, he saw him looking refreshed and showing no signs of impatience, which secretly made him feel somewhat ashamed and annoyed, "I've been outdone by this kid again. Later, the master will definitely say that his cultivation of qi is much stronger than yours!"

Tanyu was immersed in the mental techniques passed down in his mind, watching a duel between a spear and a saber.

This was another unexpected event.

Since entering the Dark Realm, every time he encountered an opponent, the mental techniques in his mind would undergo some changes.

This time, two figures appeared in his mind, one wielding a long spear and the other a ring-headed long saber, engaging in an exceptionally thrilling duel.

Strangely, the figure with the saber used a ring-headed saber that, in terms of length and proportion, seemed almost identical to Liu Pan's saber.

After a few moves, Tanyu confirmed that it was indeed Liu Pan's saber, which had been extended to five feet.

The techniques of both sides were exquisite, and the battle was undoubtedly spectacular, but Tanyu's thoughts often drifted involuntarily: "Why is it always like this?"

The consequence of this divided attention was that he was largely indifferent to the external environment, leaving only a small part of his mind alert, waiting for Xu Deng and the others to finish their discussion and start the fight.

On the other side, Xu Deng waved his hand, and the servants who had accompanied him up the mountain hurriedly brought a large wooden couch, covered with a thick tiger skin, which looked colorful and very warm.

A couch four feet long is called a couch, and one eight feet long is called a bed. This wooden couch was six to seven feet long, almost as long as a large bed in a bedroom.

Xu Deng wiggled his buttocks and sat down with a smile, calling to Kuai Qi: "Brother Kuai, come on, come on."

Kuai Qi smiled and shook his head, thinking, "Even such a large couch is only enough for you to sit alone."

Xu Deng shouted: "Go, set up a couch for each of the masters."

Six people immediately went out, each carrying a four-foot couch, and placed them in front of Wang Yue, Shi Huang, Zhao Song, Zhang Jin, and Huang Zhong.

The few of them knew that today was the home ground of the Xu family, so they at least had to give Xu Deng some face, and thus nodded without refusing, regardless of their true thoughts.

Kuai Qi also received a couch and, this time, did not hesitate to sit down happily.

The wooden couch was covered with a bright red fox skin, making it very comfortable to sit on.

Seeing everyone seated, Xu Deng felt reassured and waved his hand again. Six more people went out, setting up couches for the other Dark Realm experts.

These couches were smaller, though the material and the fur covering them were also quite good, they were clearly a level lower compared to the previous ones.

What Xu Deng wanted to express was this difference in status.

The Dark Realm experts also thanked Xu Deng, but whether they had any objections in their hearts, Xu Deng did not care.

Xu Deng smiled and said to those of the same level: "Hehe, little brother wants to invite all of you to be the arbiters of this battle. What do you think?"

Kuai Qi and he were both initiators, and Wang Yue and Huang Zhong both had disciples participating. Xu Deng had a good idea that these three would have no problem.

The main issue was with Zhao Song and Zhang Jin.

Zhao Song opened his eyes and looked at Liu Pan, then at Tanyu, just about to speak. Zhang Jin already said: "These two young men are excellent. I agree."

Zhao Song glared at him and silently nodded.

Xu Deng laughed heartily: "Indeed, you two are worthy of being famous scholars of the Central Plains, tirelessly supporting the younger generation. I admire you. Gentlemen, these two young men are the future tigers of Jingxiang, with limitless potential. Now that they have met by chance, why don't we all place a few small bets to test our judgment and have a good laugh?"

Kuai Qi immediately clapped his hands and laughed: "A small bet can be enjoyable. Brother Xu, how should we place our bets?"

Xu Deng said: "I have two servants behind me, one tall and one short, representing Liu and Tanyu respectively. One thousand coins is one bet, and everyone can place their bets freely."

Wang Yue frowned. Xu Deng only said to place bets freely but did not mention how to bet. Why was that?

Sure enough, Kuai Qi asked: "Brother Xu, if I want to place five bets, what happens if I win? What happens if I lose?"

Xu Deng said: "If you place a bet, I will naturally follow. If you win, you take it all."

Kuai Qi said "Oh" and understood.

Huang Zhong asked: "What if I place a bet?"

Xu Deng bowed slightly: "If Han Sheng places a bet, I naturally dare not be negligent."

Everyone understood. Xu Deng was willing to take all the bets and cover all the losses.

"This is not an easy job for a bookie!" Wang Yue smiled.

Xu Deng smiled: "It all depends on your judgment. My judgment is limited, and I will not refuse."

Kuai Qi said: "Alright, I'll place ten bets on Liu Junhou's victory."

This was only fitting, as they were all from Jingxiang.

Xu Deng nodded. The tall servant on his left side already called out: "Master Kuai, ten bets."

"Tanyu, twenty bets." Wang Yue was brief.

The short servant behind Xu Deng called out: "Mr. Wang, twenty bets."

Huang Zhong, not to be outdone, said: "Liu Pan, twenty bets."

The tall servant called out again.

Zhang Jin looked at Zhao Song: "Brother Zhao, who do you think will win?"

"I can't tell, can you?"

Zhang Jin shook his head. The two young men had similar realms and powers, but there were many unknown areas that would determine the outcome. Even a master in the Transformation Realm would not dare to predict the outcome before the fight.

Zhao Song glanced at him: "I'll bet against you. The winnings will go to the victorious young man. What do you think?"

Who wins or loses, it's up to luck.

Zhang Jin smiled: "Of course, I agree."

Zhao Song extended his hand: "Disciple, bring it."

His young disciple, Sima Yin, hurriedly reached into his chest and pulled out a small green jade bottle.

"Ten Cold Ice Ginseng Pills."

Zhang Jin was surprised: "Cold Ice Ginseng Pills?"

The few of them looked at each other. This was a secret medicine passed down by the Zhao family of Zhending, with extremely miraculous effects in treating internal injuries. The faces of the other Dark Realm experts sitting around also showed surprise, clearly having heard of it.

"Indeed, this Zhao Song is from the Zhao family of Zhending." Wang Yue was certain. Although he was a high-ranking scholar, he had never seen such a rare medicine and looked at it curiously.

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... Although the author is not a high-ranking scholar, he has also never seen such a small ticket and looked at it curiously, "Show it to me, let me see it!"

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