Chapter: 1237
"Defeat me? Hahaha..."
Dong Tianbao was startled at first, then laughed out loud, as if he had heard a big joke.
Everyone in the audience even sneered, looking like idiots.
In front of a strong man like Dong Tianbao, being able to save one's life is already a blessing.
It is simply overestimating what one can do by claiming to defeat the other party!
"This kid is a bit interesting, but he is overconfident."
In the auditorium, Dong Changheng smiled jokingly, not taking it seriously at all.
"Hmph! I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth! Even Tsing Yi Ke was easily defeated by Brother Tianbao, what kind of thing is he?!" Dong Mengxiang next to him showed disdain.
"It's hard to persuade you damn ghost, I've already helped you, but you didn't cherish it yourself." Dong Yun shook his head.
For Murong Xue's sake, she had tried to persuade him with all kinds of good words.
But Lu Chen obviously didn't appreciate it, especially after seeing the fate of Qing Yi Ke, he dared to go on stage to challenge.
All I can say is, it's so stupid.
"Old leader, do you think Lu Chen can win?"
At this time, Cao Guan asked abruptly.
"Whether you can win or not, you will know in a while."
Huangfu Longteng smiled, but did not answer directly.
"Old Cao, are you kidding me? That kid is an unknown person, not even worthy to lift my son's shoes, so why should he win?" Dong Changheng laughed.
"No name doesn't mean incompetence. Chen Lu dares to come and challenge him, he must be somewhat sure." Cao Guan retorted.
"Oh? Since you are so optimistic about him, how about we make a bet?" Dong Changheng smiled.
"What bet?" Cao Guan did not refuse.
"Your Yuan blue and white Guiguzi picture jar, I have admired it for a long time, so I will bet on that." Dong Changheng went straight to the point.
"Brother Chang Heng has a really big appetite. He wants my treasure worth 300 million yuan with just one mouth. But what are you betting on?"
"Of course I won't be indebted to you. Our Dong family is founded on martial arts. We have an ancient book called the Eighteen Swords of Wild Waves. How about using it as a bet?"
"Brother Changheng, this is your family heirloom, are you really willing to give it up?" Cao Guan looked surprised.
The Kuanglang Eighteen Swords is the foundation of the Dong family, and it is a top martial arts swordsmanship.
Generally speaking, only the clan leader and the clan leader's successor are eligible to learn.
The other children of the Dong family are not even qualified to take a look.
There was even a turmoil in the Dong family before because of this swordsmanship.
Its value is huge, it can be seen!
"What are you reluctant to give up? Let's see if you dare to gamble?" Dong Changheng said with a smile. JrNovels.com
Dong Tianbao was startled at first, then laughed out loud, as if he had heard a big joke.
Everyone in the audience even sneered, looking like idiots.
In front of a strong man like Dong Tianbao, being able to save one's life is already a blessing.
It is simply overestimating what one can do by claiming to defeat the other party!
"This kid is a bit interesting, but he is overconfident."
In the auditorium, Dong Changheng smiled jokingly, not taking it seriously at all.
"Hmph! I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth! Even Tsing Yi Ke was easily defeated by Brother Tianbao, what kind of thing is he?!" Dong Mengxiang next to him showed disdain.
"It's hard to persuade you damn ghost, I've already helped you, but you didn't cherish it yourself." Dong Yun shook his head.
For Murong Xue's sake, she had tried to persuade him with all kinds of good words.
But Lu Chen obviously didn't appreciate it, especially after seeing the fate of Qing Yi Ke, he dared to go on stage to challenge.
All I can say is, it's so stupid.
"Old leader, do you think Lu Chen can win?"
At this time, Cao Guan asked abruptly.
"Whether you can win or not, you will know in a while."
Huangfu Longteng smiled, but did not answer directly.
"Old Cao, are you kidding me? That kid is an unknown person, not even worthy to lift my son's shoes, so why should he win?" Dong Changheng laughed.
"No name doesn't mean incompetence. Chen Lu dares to come and challenge him, he must be somewhat sure." Cao Guan retorted.
"Oh? Since you are so optimistic about him, how about we make a bet?" Dong Changheng smiled.
"What bet?" Cao Guan did not refuse.
"Your Yuan blue and white Guiguzi picture jar, I have admired it for a long time, so I will bet on that." Dong Changheng went straight to the point.
"Brother Chang Heng has a really big appetite. He wants my treasure worth 300 million yuan with just one mouth. But what are you betting on?"
"Of course I won't be indebted to you. Our Dong family is founded on martial arts. We have an ancient book called the Eighteen Swords of Wild Waves. How about using it as a bet?"
"Brother Changheng, this is your family heirloom, are you really willing to give it up?" Cao Guan looked surprised.
The Kuanglang Eighteen Swords is the foundation of the Dong family, and it is a top martial arts swordsmanship.
Generally speaking, only the clan leader and the clan leader's successor are eligible to learn.
The other children of the Dong family are not even qualified to take a look.
There was even a turmoil in the Dong family before because of this swordsmanship.
Its value is huge, it can be seen!
"What are you reluctant to give up? Let's see if you dare to gamble?" Dong Changheng said with a smile. JrNovels.com
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