Chapter 1001: Make steady profits but not lose, why not borrow (part one)

The faces of Dong Hua and others trembled, and everyone around them laughed.
This boy is so funny, he is not afraid of an opponent like a god, but an opponent like a pig!
Chen Le looked at this scene with a smile, but Dong Hua's faces are now more exciting than pig liver.
This is a big crowd, can you not borrow it?
"Dong Hua, aren't you the same? Why don't you help each other?"
"Yeah, don't even you look down on your fellow junior?"
"Hahaha!"
All the people over the windshield door laughed, and the words were mocking.
Wang Wei over there watched this scene indifferently.
He came out, not because of some relationship between Huan Yuezong and Xiaoyao Sect.
He did not make it difficult for him to come forward.
Rather, when he was in the distance just now, he saw the scene where Xiao Yu defeated Li Xing with one palm, which made him feel a little interested.
This kind of competition requires a bet, so that it will be more exciting, isn't it?
With Wang Wei's position in the top five disciples of the inner sect of the Magic Moon Sect, he could not interfere with the grievances between the sect.
Dong Hua gritted his teeth and said: "Junior Brother, these are all the spirit crystals on my body."
Even if Dong Huaxuan took out a bag, there were more than fifty spiritual crystals in it.
When Chen Le saw this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled and said, "Dong Hua, you are really willing!"
Dong Hua flushed, and said coldly: "Chen Le, do you think you are set to win? The competition has not yet started!"
The other disciples' faces were a bit flushed, but they still gritted their teeth and took out the spirit crystals from their bodies.
In any case, Xiaoyaomen must unite outside, and even if it loses, it must not be looked down upon.
This is the pride of Xiaoyaomen.
Nothing was careful, but a small part was reserved for myself.
The spirit crystals taken out by these Xiaoyaomen disciples totaled ninety-eight yuan.
Chen Le's eyes became more fiery.
Ninety-eight spirit crystals, although this is not much, even if it is Xi Pingzhi next to him, this amount is still quite attractive.
You know, when Xi Pingzhi challenged Wang Wei, his bet was all 100 Lingjing!
"Junior Brother, we must defeat him!" Dong Hua handed these bags into Xiao Yu's hands, eyes very solemn.
This time he was unsuccessful and became benevolent, and of course he was also cheering Xiao Yu.
After all, Xiao Yu is only one level behind Chen Le. Although Chen Le has the guidance of Xi Pingzhi, his own Junior Brother Xiao is not a soft persimmon!
Even in terms of winning percentage, there are still some.
This is what they think, almost a desperate move.
However, Xiao Yu only saw that the cloth bag in his hand was touched, and he said to himself: "It seems that it is not enough!"
Suddenly, Xiao Yu looked at Wang Wei and smiled: "Brother Wang Wei, I wonder if you can lend me 100 yuan?"
The crowd was a little surprised. Is this kid crazy? To find someone to borrow one hundred more spirit crystals!
This is not a small ante!
What is this kid going to do? Does he have the confidence to defeat Chen Le?
The faces of Dong Hua and other Xiaoyaomen disciples were beating.
If you lose, what will you pay back! ?
This spirit crystal is not easy to get back!
Xi Pingzhi looked at Xiao Yu with a look of disdain with a cold expression on his face.
Grandstand!
Something to die or die!
A lot of people are happy, hey, this kind of contest seems to be more and more interested!