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  "Hehe!"

  Upon hearing the sharp cry of the vegetable knife, the young man in brocade clothes, Lin Zhou, burst out laughing and taunted: "I've been waiting for you to say that! Haha... I was really worried you wouldn't dare bet! In that case, I won't be able to make any silver!"

  The young man in brocade, Lin Zhou, said this to the vegetable knife and then turned his head to look at Li Ke, hehe smiled: "Little boy, now it's too late for you to regret, seven days later, your Black Iron Horse will be mine!"

  "It's still uncertain who will lose and who will win! Is it too early to say this now?"

  Li Ke's mood was great, and the sentence "Good, I bet!" from a vegetable knife made him very satisfied. A soldier, as long as he has this unyielding determination, what else can be difficult for him?

  "Haha, early? I don't think so! With my skills taking on a mere two-layered Refining Soldier Soul, do you think I'll lose? The chance of losing is less than 1%!"

  The young man in brocade, Lin Zhou, burst out laughing and suddenly thought of what Li Ke had just said, "Can bet on the outside", his eyes lit up instantly, and he repeatedly asked: "Young man, you just said you can bet on the outside, is it or not?"

  "Not bad!"

  Li Ke nodded, a high-ranking iron-black horse was nothing special to him, but the kitchen knife was different.

  The kitchen knife that has already made an unyielding determination will surely make the future path of martial arts extraordinary, becoming a sect master, a leader of a region, a world-renowned strongman, and even the legendary Emperor of Martial Arts is not impossible.

  The kitchen knife has become stronger and is also a reliable helper for him.

  "Kid, you really are a reckless fool! I don't know where you got this black iron horse from, but you're not even treating it like a treasure. Fine! In that case, I'll thoroughly make you lose everything!"

  Brocade-clad young master Lin Zhou nodded at Li Ke, and smiled gloomily. He reached into his bosom and pulled out another bundle of one-hundred taels per sheet silver notes, a hundred sheets in total, exactly ten thousand taels.

  "Okay!"

  Li Ke accepted the challenge, wasn't it just adding another 10,000 taels of silver? Even if he lost, he could still afford it.

  But for now, winning or losing is still an unknown!

  "I'm betting too!"

  "I'm all in!"

  "I'm all in!"

  "This is... ten taels!"

  ……

  As soon as the words came out, they immediately excited the other sect disciples around them, and one by one, they started to take out silver coins from their pockets, even a named disciple pulled down his pants...

  He pulled out ten taels of silver from his pants and let the other disciples see it, a chill ran down their spines!

  "My 120 taels will surely make Lin Zhou Shixiong win!"

  "I also bet on Lin Zhou's victory, nine thousand five hundred taels, this is all my family's wealth!"

  The disciples of other sects became extremely excited one by one, crazily crowded together, as if they wanted to take out all their family properties to bet on Lin Zhou's victory.

  The chef knife watched this scene, and its determination in heart became even more resolute!

  "Seven days later, the sect's grand competition, I must win! Must win!"

  Watching one by one sect disciples crazily suppressing the brocade youth Lin Zhou, the shame on the kitchen knife body became heavier and heavier, and the cold light in his eyes also became more and more fierce.

  "Even if I have to fight to the death, I will fight!"

  The knife has made up its mind!

  "Chopsticks, what are you still dazing about? Come over and take notes quickly!"

  Just as the kitchen knife was staring at Lin Zhou, a young man in brocade clothes with a cold smile on his face, he suddenly heard Li Ke's voice.

  "Ah! Li Ke, my junior!"

  The kitchen knife didn't expect that at this time, Li Ke's junior brother was even more calm and composed than him. He took out a small notebook and started to settle the accounts alone. Thinking about this gamble, Li Ke's junior brother had taken out an iron-grade high-level iron horse worth 100,000 taels. In his heart, he made a ruthless decision.

  "Alright, I'm coming!"

  After making a decision that risked his own life, the kitchen knife's face lit up with joy and he quickly ran towards Li Ke, soon becoming engrossed in the accounting work.

  "I bet 10,000 taels that Lin Zhou will win!"

  Just as the chef was writing a few small accounts, a golden-haired young man suddenly walked out, with a gloomy face, his eyes slightly slanted, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Li Ke with a sharp gaze, and with a ruthless heart, he took out all of his savings for the year.

  As the golden-robed youth glanced over at Li Ke, Li Ke seemed to have known in advance and also slightly turned his gaze, their gazes instantly intertwining.

  "Hahaha..."

  It was like a spark and flint colliding, causing intense friction.

  "Hehe, still can't help but take action!"

  Li Ke only glanced at the golden-robed youth and then turned his head away with a calm expression, this golden-robed youth was none other than one of the three people Li Ke had seen using his soul force previously.

  Most importantly, Li Ke suddenly remembered who the boy in golden clothes was after seeing him up close.

  Zhang Hao, along with Li Ke, entered the Double Blade Sect on the same day as fellow disciples of the same family. They were assigned to the same outer gate and had the same mentor, but the only difference was that Li Ke resided in the inner gate, while Zhang Hao could only reside in the outer gate.

  Zhang Hao's natural talent was not low either, but because of Li Ke's Zhu Yu in front of him, the brilliance on his body was ruthlessly ignored.

  "More than two years of time from the fifth stage of Qi Condensation to the second stage of Body Tempering, not a bad talent!" Li Ke sneered in his heart, but even so, it couldn't change Zhang Hao's fate.

  From the moment he put the scattered fruit in Li Ke's dish, his fate was sealed, just like Xu Ting!

  There is only one outcome!

  It's all over!

  In a short moment, a small notebook was filled with more than 20 disciples of the sect, betting big and small, the highest being 10,000 taels, the smallest also having a few taels, but the unified betting method was all betting on Lin Zhou winning.

  Looking at the pile of one hundred thousand taels of silver bills and white silver beside him, Li Ke smiled lightly and stood up, saying to all the sect disciples present: "Seven days later, God Martial Stage, let's see who's high or low. At that time, the bet will be cashed in!"

  Saying so, Li Ke signaled with a knife for all the silver tickets to be collected!

  Since you all want to lose everything, I'll just have to make your wish come true!

  "Let's go!"

  After watching the kitchen knife collect all the silver coins, Li Ke said softly and turned to leave.

  "Is he just going to leave like this? He won't run away with these 100,000 taels?"

  "Really? No way?"

  Seeing Li Ke leave, many disciples of various sects began to feel uneasy.

  "No way, I've staked my entire reputation on this, I have to keep an eye on him, can't let him leave the Twin Blades Sect!"

  "Alright, let's all split up into small teams! Anyway, the sect's grand competition has nothing to do with us. During this time, we'll keep an eye on Li Ke and Feng Erdao, not letting them leave the Double Blade Sect, while also seeing what they're up to, then inform Lin Zhou Shixiong, making our chances of winning even greater!"

  "Alright, let's do it!"