Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch. 438 - Lin Ming Acts
Lin Ming then laughed at the end and said, “I guessed that you must not have come here because you care about this old me. He he he.”
Zhang En lau took out a piece of paper proof that he had risked his money, saying, "Before the tournament, I went to the betting place opened by the three clans, yaotu kalan Fu, Du Clan, I went to, and the Wang Clan and placed a bet of forty billion."
Lin Ming then took the paper in Zhang En's hands.
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After perusing the paper for a moment, he laughed out loud and said to Zhang En again, “Ha ha haa.... You are my naughty student! Your betting winnings are over six hundred billion! If I had known earlier, I would have also taken a bet and definitely earned my extra savings, Your teacher is poor now!”
Now, Linn Ming knew the purpose of Zhang En's visit.
"Alright, Master will accompany you there to take your money!" While jumping to his feet in excitement, Lin Ming was already impatient to see the facial expressions of the leaders of the three clans
The two of them then left the Lin Ming residence, left the Sacred Tiger World and immediately flew towards Spirit City.
On the way, Lin Ming joked to Zhang En as he said, "I never imagined that as Sect Master, there would be a day where I accompany my disciples to meet others to collect debts."
Zhang En was shocked at Lin Ming's sudden words. Not long after, the two arrived at Fire Spirit City immediately and headed straight for the place managed by the three great clans.
“This is the place?” Lin Ming asked as he stood in front of the entrance of the building.
Judging from outside the building, the number of people coming and going from this building was greatly reduced these few days, but it was still a bit crowded.
Zhang En immediately nodded to Lin Ming. After which, the two of them stepped into the building.
After entering the building, Zhang En then went into one of the rooms and met the person in charge of the receiver of the bet at that time. After entering the room, it was still the same female disciple that Zhang En had met last time.
Zhang En then walked to the reception desk in the room.
"Young Master, what can you help?" The one who spoke was the female disciple of the Fu Clan, eyes fixedly staring at Zhang En's handsome face without blinking.
Since Zhang En changed his facial features when he came to place the bet a few days ago, none of the women in the room recognized Zhang En now.
Ignoring the woman's gaze, Zhang En then took out a proof-of-stake paper and declared, "A few days ago, I placed a forty billion bet here, I came to take my winnings."
Instantly, the noisy hall calmed down as the crowd present turned towards the room. Several disciples of the Fu Clan, the Du Clan, and the Du Clan gradually approached Zhang En, surrounding Zhang En and Lin Ming left the two of them in the middle.
A few female disciples in the corner of the room were shocked, a fleeting panic flashed in their eyes. They, of course, remember that bet.
Ever since they knew that Zhang En won the tournament, the Fu Clan, the Du Fan Clan the Wang Clan had been waiting for this person to appear, they did not expect this person to finally appear today now.
It didn't take long for the three Elders of the Fu Clan, the Du Clan, and the Du Clan to appear to enter the room.
Looking at Zhang En, the three of them showed a hint of confusion in their eyes. Zhang En knew what confused them, he was here with a different face.
After their confusion passed, the elder of Clan Fu narrowed his eyes at Zhang En and Lin Ming and sneered, “No one has ever placed a forty billion bet here, stupid boy, no one, you must have eaten quite a lot of shit and actually dared to come here to cause us trouble! All of you, let's get together to break the hands and legs of these two people, then lock them up for questioning by the Patriarch!”
A cold look was seen on Zhang En's face hearing the words of one of the three elders. Just when the guards and disciples from the three surrounding clans were about to attack, they were all suddenly thrown backwards.
Duars.. Duars.. The duarrrr!!!
Some were thrown with bodies smashing into walls, some falling to the floor, and some were smashing the stairs in the distance.
Zhang En knew that his Master had acted.
Lin Ming's cold gaze then all of them, "I give you guys a chance, call Fu Hao, Wang Yi, and Du Nie to go here now!"
The elder of the Fu Clan widened his eyes in anger, his one finger pointed at Zhang En and Lin Ming, shouting, “You guys came here to make trouble, yet you guys still dare to injure our people! Damn, your actions are really seeking death here!”
Even at this moment, they insisted on claiming that Zhang En had the intention to make trouble.
The temperature of the room as Lin Ming's gaze swept over them all dropped a few degrees more. Turning his palm, the three elders were sent flying into the air, then slammed violently onto the floor.
Duarrr..!
Laying on the floor, the bodies of the three elders trembled violently without any control while white foam shot out from their mouths. Their eyes spun backwards as if they were suffering from poisoning.
Although these three elders were not weak, as cultivators of the Ancestral God Realm, in front of Lin Ming, the strongest person in this entire Star Galaxy, was, The elders of these three clans were no different from the newborn babies before him, unable to even make a resistance.
Suddenly, a pungent stench assaulted Zhang En's senses. Looking for the source of the smell he saw that the three female disciples in charge were urinating in their pain and their bodies trembled.
Fear had rubbed their delicate faces, and dark wet patches at the bottom of their dresses.
In one of the buildings not far from the place, Fu Hao, Wang Yi, and Du Nie were casually drinking tea.
Fu Hao licked his lips after sipping his tea, a clear satisfaction was seen on his face, "This tea is really very tasty.."
Du Nie then smiled in agreement, "Unfortunately this amount of tea is too little, just enough for us to drink a few times."
Wang Yi also enjoyed his fragrant tea, a smile appeared on his face, “Again, there are only a few people who are able to drink this tea. If anyone can drink this tea, it will not taste good.”
While the three were chatting enjoying their tea, an elder ran into their room with a confused face, his face deathly pale from fear, "Patriark, this is bad, this is bad, the boy had come and brought a high-level cultivator and had come to take his victory!"
Fu Hao, Wang Yi, and Du Nie who were enjoying their tea, were interrupted by the elder's arrival, "Which son?" Fu Hao failed to think about this matter for a moment.
"A young man who came at that time and placed his bet.!" Not daring to hide this matter, the elder said in a somewhat hesitant voice.
The three of them immediately gasped and realized what was happening.
"Bring an expert?" Fu Hao's eyes narrowed into a cold stare, "How many people did he bring...?"
“Ha-Only, one.” The elder replied hesitantly.
"Only one person?" Fu Hao and the other two patriarchs immediately felt calm, while Fu Hao himself laughed out loud, “I think the boy is carrying a large army equipped with horses and spears. Good, I've been feeling a little bored here, let's go and see if the expert that the boy brought in has any prowess. ” He then looked at Wang Yi and Dun Nie.