Chapter 75 After the War
At this time, the faces of the people in the guest seats had different expressions.
Judging from the situation of the battle just now, this White Horse Silver Spear player may have the soul power of the soul master level, but he already has the combat effectiveness of the soul king, which is really a bit exaggerated.
Dugu Bo smiled and said: "Brother Yang, congratulations, your grandson is very powerful."
Ning Fengzhi, who was on the side, also said, "Congratulations to Patriarch Yang, your grandson is so powerful that he has a successor to the Po clan."
At the scene, Hu Yanzhen's face was ashen, and everyone in Wuhun Hall also looked bad.
And Xue Qinghe was secretly calculating, if he faced this Yang Po enemy, how long would it take him to win?
When Yang Poidi left the ring, he followed his parents directly to the office where they last met.
The person in charge, Jackson, seemed very happy: "Congratulations to Mr. Yang for the victory. I never expected that Mr. Yang has such strong strength at such a young age."
This time it was Yang Zhentian who spoke directly: "Mr. Jackson is just kidding. Children are not sensible. I hope you can be tolerant."
Jackson seemed to know Yang Zhentian: "Mr. Yang, I really want to thank your son this time. This spirit fight has set a record for the highest number of viewers and the highest number of bets in recent years. I hope we can cooperate again." Chance."
After Jackson finished speaking, he directly handed over six gold soul coin cards to Yang Po Di. Obviously, this was what Yang Po Di earned from squeezing 5.6 million gold coins this time. According to the odds, he had nearly 30 million gold soul coins. It might be more than the Po Zhi Clan's assets, and Jackson directly gave himself six 5 million gold soul coin cards, which was regarded as his winnings plus reward.
Even for the richest Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, I'm afraid it's not a small sum of money. Seeing how happy Jackson is, I'm afraid the Tiandou City Great Soul Fighting Arena will make a lot of money this time.
After Yang Podi collected the gold soul coin card, he left with his parents.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Po Di and three others came to a private room. There were three people in the room, including his grandfather Yang Wudi, his grandfather, Gong Gong Gao, and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. Seeing the expressions of the three of them, they all seemed quite happy.
"Po Enemy, you performed well today. You are worthy of being a descendant of our Po clan. You are proud to be a member of our Po clan."
Wai Niu Gao also spoke immediately: "Pie Di, you performed really well today. You gave me a sigh of relief. You didn't see the expression on Hu Yanzhen's grandson's face today."
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Yang Podi secretly thought that in the entire Douluo Continent, the strongest defensive capabilities were the Diamond Mammoth and the Plate-armored Giant Rhino. No wonder his grandfather was so happy today. He probably gave Hu Yanzhen a beating.
Dugu Bo on the side was eating melon quietly: This kid is called a devil by his granddaughter. Is it necessary to find time to educate him? So I can vent my anger for my granddaughter...
After some exchanges, Yang Poidi returned to Tiandou Royal Academy with his parents and teammates.
After returning to the dormitory, her mother Niu Jinfeng couldn't help but say: "Son, how do you know that Jackson? Don't deal with such people for this gold soul coin in the future."
And Yang Podi was a little curious: "Dad, Mom, how do you know Jackson?"
"Po Enemy, our Po Clan is most famous for refining medicine. There are a large number of fighting souls in the spirit fighting arena every day, and many people are injured. He is one of the big customers of our Po Clan, so he has been in contact with him many times. "
"By the way, how many gold soul coins did he just give you? Is it your reward for participating in this soul battle?"
Hearing this, Yang Podi suddenly became vigilant: "Dad, it's not much. I just go to soul fighting a lot recently, and I always bet a little to win."
"Po Enemy, our Po clan has a small amount of assets through refining medicine over the years. We should not make this kind of money in the future. If you want money, just ask us."
But my mother, Niu Jinfeng, was a little curious: "Son, those cards seemed to be quite large just now. How much did I give you this time?"
"Mom, it's really not much, just a little bit." As the saying goes, a child knows more than a mother. When Niu Jinfeng saw Yang Podi say this, she became serious: "Son, tell me honestly, how many gold soul coins did you have just now?"
Yang Podi couldn't hide it: "Mom, it's really not much, only 30 million."
Niu Jinfeng drank tea and nodded: "It's really not much, just 30 million."
Then there was a scream: "What did you say? 30 million? Tell me honestly, why are there so many gold soul coins?"
Looking at the gazes of my parents, looking at this posture, if I don't explain clearly, I am ready to educate myself at any time.
Yang Po Di had no choice but to tell everything he had bet on.
After a friendly negotiation, the father and mother each took away 10 million gold soul coins, and then left happily, claiming to be keeping it for their son, which made Yang Podi want to cry without tears.
When Prince Xue Qinghe returned to his residence, he seemed to be reviewing the spirit fight alone: "Snake Spear, what do you think of Yang Po Di's strength now?"
Snake Spear Douluo seemed a little disgraceful: "Young Master, I didn't expect this Yang Po Di to be so powerful. According to estimates, he may have a soul king-level combat capability."
"Then what moves did he use in the soul fighting arena? Especially what was that thing coming from his soul-breaking gun?"
"Young Master Qi, that is a spear light. Normally, only a spear master at the Soul Saint level can use it, and the requirements are even higher."
"How do you think his strength compares to mine?"
"Of course the young master is stronger. The young master can crush him regardless of his martial spirit or soul power."
Xue Qinghe thought for a long time before finally speaking: "Continue to pay attention to Yang Po Di's movements and report to me at any time."
At this moment, on the Qibao Glazed Sect's carriage, Ning Fengzhi also began to ask Sword Douluo: "Uncle Jian, I didn't expect that this Yang Po Di was so powerful that he could win with only one soul skill."
Sword Douluo did not answer his words, but thought for a while before speaking: "Feng Zhi, Yang Po Di's strength is probably much stronger than what we saw today. He only used one soul skill from beginning to end. You can even win without using soul skills."
"And I feel the sword intention on his soul-breaking gun again. Maybe he is still a master with swords."
"Uncle Jian, how is this possible?"
"Nothing is impossible. The blade of the soul-breaking gun is 4 feet long and can be used as a sword. Moreover, he was not even injured in this soul fight from beginning to end. This shows that his strength is better than what we have seen. It’s even stronger when it comes.”
Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment: "It seems that the Po clan cannot be underestimated in the future, but it is a pity that they cannot win over them."
Ning Fengzhi seemed to have thought of something and looked at Ning Rongrong who was playing alone next to him: "Rongrong, how about I take you to Tiandou Royal Academy more often and get to know more of the little brother who fought against the spirit today?"
Before Ning Rongrong could speak, Sword Douluo's expression changed: "Fengzhi, I don't approve of what you are doing."
"Uncle Jian, you're thinking too much. You're just letting them communicate. At least they can't turn against each other."
Ning Rongrong also said: "Dad, don't worry, I will go and play with them next time I go to Tiandou Imperial City Academy."
(End of chapter)