Fantasy: Sign in for a hundred years, and you will be the emperor

Chapter 348



Chapter 348

"If you came with those people, you don't have to think about it. We don't accept intercession here."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, looking extremely immortal.

However, just as he said these words, Ye Zhao took out a box and dropped it on the table in front of him with a bang.

"You just have to see how much you need."

While speaking, the box opened with a bang, and inside was a pile of top-quality spirit stones!

In an instant, the surrounding spirit overflowed.

The person who laughed at Ye Zhao just because of this kind of thing suddenly felt like being attacked by a chokehold, and the laughter of the whole person stopped abruptly!

What is this situation?

They looked at the box in Ye Zhao's hand in disbelief.

I originally thought that Ye Zhao was a pauper like Zhang Fei and others, but I didn't expect that he could produce so many spiritual stones!

Moreover, the registration fee here only requires medium-grade spiritual stones. Even if he just takes out one piece from the box and registers it for everyone present, that is enough!

"Okay, okay, this one is enough."

Obviously, the person who signed up was also shocked by this hand. He raised his hand to sharpen his hands and quickly asked Zhang Fei and others to sign their names.

"The registration fee here is sent out in one sentence, and it will not be refunded. We will give you the change later..."

However, Ye Zhao raised his hand coldly and put away the box.

"No need."

"It will get dirty if you leave the box."

There was no concealment of his dislike for that man in his words!

However, the man looked grateful, as if he had been hit by money. He couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and he kept saying thank you!

The arrogant look just now was completely gone.

But the people around looked at it with envy.

Didn't this person just get hit by money?

Although they also want such treatment, it always depends on the right time, place and people.

Zhang Fei, a group of people didn't expect Ye Zhao to be so generous, and they were surprised for a while.

Against everyone's envious eyes, he followed quickly, and said with a smile.

"Thank you sir for saving your money, we will pay it back as soon as possible!"

Ye Zhao shook his head.

"Just help lead the way."

"I'm going to trouble you guys these days."

Hearing this, Zhang Fei beat his chest loudly with a look of assurance on his face.

"That's of course no problem!"

Ye Zhao's move also caused quite a stir on the field.

Those people he met on the road a few days a year, whether they knew him or not, greeted him with a smile.

Obviously, they always have a little more respect for rich people.

On the day of the competition, Ye Zhao had some pedestrians go to the field, and when he was about to find a place to settle down, he heard a burst of laughter not far away.

"I didn't expect to see you for a few days, but you still hang out together. It's really embarrassing!"

Hearing the sound, Ye Zhao turned his head and saw that it was Chen Wufei who had provoked him before.

By this time, our injuries had already healed, and we had all changed into a set of aqua blue robes.

As the man spoke, the people around him quickly gathered around and showed their hospitality to the man.

Seeing this, the old man Yinping next to him couldn't help but sneered.

"This kid is quite a stinky fart. It seems that the last lesson was not enough."

He has never had a good impression of this kind of ignorant kid.

But it just didn't feel the same. A few young people in colorful clothes were talking beside him.

"Have you seen those bereaved dogs? Last time they were there to do their best, but now they can only obediently squeeze with others under that stage?"

"We can't be as convenient as they are, so we can only feel wronged and wronged ourselves, so let's go to the high platform to blow some air!"

The young men in fine clothes who followed him were also smiling happily.

By the time they got on stage, someone here had already signaled the start of the game.

They competed on stage one by one in order of drawing lots.

Among everyone, Ye Zhao and Yin Ping drew low numbers, but Zhang Fei and his group drew single digits.

Looking at a group of opponents gearing up not far away, Zhang Fei and a group of people here wanted to cry without tears.

"It feels like we're going to be eliminated shortly after we take the stage."

As he spoke, he couldn't help rubbing his arms, his face was full of disappointment.

Ye Zhao glanced at him, sensing the power fluctuations in this person's body, he couldn't help laughing.

This kid is also a arrogant person, or is he deliberately showing off his weakness and wants to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger in the competition?

The old man Yinping came to Ye Zhao's side at some point.

Seeing that Zhang Fei had already stepped onto the stage, he was holding a flagon beside him, and spoke with great interest.

"Boy, do you think this guy can win?"

If it were normal, Old Yinping would certainly not pay attention to the person next to him.

But when he took a walk around this place just now, he found that there were actually a group of rookies around him!

In contrast, Zhang Fei is still somewhat able to see.

Picking one among the dwarves is all you can do.

Thinking of this, old man Yinping let out a long and helpless sigh.

When Ye Zhao heard this, he glanced at the person opposite Zhang Fei.

The man was holding two steel knives, obviously similar to Zhang Fei.

Some people say that the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. Zhang Fei's strength is far inferior to that of his opponent. If he wants to win, it may not be an easy task.

Therefore, Ye Zhao kept smiling and shaking his head.

"We will fight in a while, and we will know the outcome."

When the bell rang, the two of them immediately got into a fight, and the crackling sounds around them made people's scalp numb!

Someone was cheering for Zhang Fei's opponent.

Because they had just met each other, they clearly saw that Zhang Fei was at a disadvantage!

I have no strength at the beginning, how can I fight later?

For a while, everyone cheered Zhang Fei.

However, Ye Zhao's eyes lit up.

Although this kid usually doesn't seem to have much strength, he is actually a good player on the field.

The method of pulling a thousand catties in fours and twos was quite smooth by him.

"It seems that he is destined to win this one."

Elder Yinping naturally also saw this scene, smiled and didn't say anything more.

Ye Zhao's words were heard by people cheering not far away.

Thinking that these people were in the same group, they couldn't help showing contemptuous expressions towards Ye Zhao.

"I am still talking nonsense with my obvious results? Is it because I am afraid that others will know that you are with him?"

Ye Zhao turned a deaf ear to such questioning.

But after a while, the man with the two knives gradually became exhausted, but at this moment Zhang Fei seemed to have erupted suddenly!

The meteor hammer in his hand danced violently, and suddenly smashed the handle of the man's knife crookedly!

Within a moment, the man's legs were broken by Zhang Fei, and he was thrown off the stage!


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