Chapter 225 Grandmaster Ip Man?
Chapter 225 Grandmaster Ip Man?
At this time, the water friends have already exploded, especially people from Western countries are even more scolding...
"I buy it!! Can an idiot with this strength be called a god?? I can go up and slap him to death, otherfucker!!"
"Gladiator God? That's the stupidest title I've ever heard! You're such a piece of shit!"
"Spartacus, you are a fucking piece of shit, even a dog is better than you!!"
"Upstairs, don't insult the dog so much! The dog is our friend, and Spartacus is just a disgusting rat."
"Haha! Today's harvest is good, the young model in the clubhouse is walking..."
"Let's go together, let me just say, Shendu is something that Wanjie brought to harm people."
"I seem to have found a pattern. Whenever a god appears, just bet on the opposite side, and sooner or later I will be able to take off..."
"I've discovered this a long time ago. I don't take bets on competitions without gods. Open champagne and open champagne..."
"..."
Yang Fan casually took a look and found that this time, water friends in Western countries have been tricked miserably, and swearing abounds everywhere.
Without paying too much attention to it, after harvesting another 5,000 years of life, it is now 12,501 years old.
Go directly to the Legacy Hall to pass the Eight Gate to Namikaze Minato first.
[Opening the sub-inheritance... Citizen Yang Fan passed on the Forbidden Technique Eight Inner Gates Formation to his imperial spirit, Namikaze Minato. 】
[Inheritance completed... Lifespan -1000]
【Namikaze Minato, the imperial spirit, has obtained an inheritance, and the next inheritance will be calculated according to the consumption of the corresponding skills, and the life span will be doubled. 】
There are 11,501 years left, so there is no rush to change him to the holy spirit space.
Since the second inheritance requires the corresponding lifespan of the skills to be doubled, Yang Fan has not passed on the skills to Yu Ling indiscriminately.
We are going to take the Eight Inner Gates as the core and inherit around it, so it will take a long time.
Inexpensive and very practical...
After passing the inheritance, Yang Fan switched to the betting interface again, ready to see the opponents of the next heads-up competition.
[September 30, 18:00 pm]
[Single-handed competition]: Feng Yuxiu vs Ip Man from Wing Chun
The decisive battle between two powerful players from all realms provides a betting function.
Odds 1:1 (please bet in advance)
This one is two people from the low martial arts world, but it is not easy to buy.
Because for Feng Yuxiu, Yang Fan can be sure that he is a character from a movie in his previous life.
His strength is still quite high in his world.
But Yang Fan didn't know who this Ip Man was.
Just looking at the nickname is a trap, if the real Ye Wen comes, I don't know if this is Feng Yuxiu's opponent.
But if the grand master Ye Wen in the movie came and fought against Feng Yuxiu, the winning rate should be higher.
After thinking about their world fragments for a while, Yang Fan fell into a tangle.
After a long time, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and chose to bet his 5,000-year lifespan on Ye Wen.
Because I feel that his winning rate is higher. Anyway, I have a long lifespan and have fault tolerance, so I just follow my feeling...
After exiting Myriad Realms, Saber has already prepared the meals, and the three imperial spirits are waiting for her to eat.
Looking at a large table full of dishes, at least thirteen or four, Yang Fan couldn't help smiling, very saber style.
Maybe it was seeing Yang Fan's anomaly, Saber explained.
"To celebrate the end of Yang Fan's training, so I made a few more dishes, I can finish it..."
It's okay if you don't explain it, but Yang Fan's face was black with this explanation.
He thought, each time he practiced, it was only a few days to ten days, you wouldn't celebrate it every time, would you?
But it's just spending some dragon coins, Yang Fan doesn't care, anyway, with Saber around, it won't be wasted.
He also said with concern.
"Saber, it doesn't matter if you can't finish it, you can put it in the refrigerator, but don't eat it to hold you up..."
Saber looked at Yang Fan suspiciously, feeling like she was being underestimated.
"I can finish it!"
Yang Fan smiled slightly, patted her head, walked to the table and sat down without saying a word.
After the meal, he took out the blood-drinking sword and took a look. It was much wider and longer than ordinary long swords.
Apart from the fact that the blade is black, there is nothing unusual about it.
But he knew that since the system introduced its function, it would definitely be able to suck blood when it cut the opponent.
He didn't want to try it himself.
Who knows how much?
If you make yourself weak, you are just looking for something to do.
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