Because yesterday he...
Missed!
The last evil spirit master Xi'an wanted to kill was not in the room, so Feng Ling completely missed it!
However, when I counted the dead early this morning, the number was the same as the list I made. This means that the person among the deceased who was not an evil spirit master was killed by a real evil spirit master!
This moment made Feng Ling very regretful. If he could have killed the evil spirit master earlier, this tragedy might not have happened.
"Boom——!" A loud noise came from the suspended triangular stone platform, and then, a figure vomiting blood slammed down from above.
"Wha~...!"
With a dazzling flash, the legendary elder who had previously drawn lots quickly arrived at the venue and narrowly caught the seriously injured disciple who was vomiting blood.
"In the first round, blood five wins!" Seeing that the opponent's face was twisted in pain and blood was flowing from his mouth, he was unable to fight anymore.
After Elder Chen frowned and announced the result of the game, he immediately raised his hand and pressed it on the opponent's sunken heart. The tyrannical power of ghosts and gods continued to flow into his body, finally stopping the roiling blood in his body.
"hiss--!"
Everyone in the audience gasped. The first was surprise, as the competition ended not long after it started. The second was shock, as the sunken sternum of the severely injured disciple slowly swelled.
"Deacon Sun, could you please make a trip and take this disciple down to recover from his injuries?"
The old man took back his hand and exhaled a breath, then wiped away the cold sweat that had unconsciously covered his forehead.
"Mr. Chen, you're welcome!" Upon hearing this, the deacon in green, who had been looking at the old man and secretly waiting for orders, immediately stepped forward and helped the disciple up with one hand.
Then, he nodded respectfully to the gentle old man who did not show any airs and responded: "This is what we deacon disciples should do!"
"Thank you, Elder Chen, for your life-saving grace!"
Before leaving, the seriously injured disciple reluctantly bent down and saluted. Under the old man's full treatment, most of his physical injuries were miraculously healed!
"Well, go down and recuperate, and fight again next year!" Nodding, the old man watched the two people leaving quickly with an indifferent expression, and he didn't know what he was feeling at this time.
"Blood Five! You got away with it this time, but tonight... you won't be so lucky!"
The man in Tsing Yi's eyes were as bright as lightning as he looked at the indifferent man holding a knife who jumped down from a triangular suspended stone platform. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised at a forty-five degree angle.
The last evil spirit master among the inner disciples was the blood five with a strange aura, the peak of his late seventh-level cultivation, and the highest on the list of evil spirit masters to be eliminated this time. Otherwise, Feng Ling would not have deliberately left it until the end.
"The murderous aura in this Blood Five seems to be too strong!" The management elder of the Inner Disciple Academy on the west bank frowned, and a pair of dim old eyes suddenly blinked, seeming to think of something: "Could it be...!?"
"Old friend, everything must be based on evidence! This boy is the youngest and youngest disciple under the great elder. This will save you from unnecessary trouble. Please don't make any more random suspicions!"
The old man in black robe beside him knew that the other party was miserable in the West Bank, so he immediately sent a message to remind him.
The person who made the announcement was none other than the management elder of the Inner Disciple Academy on the east coast. Originally, both of them belonged to the Fengtianjue family, but due to necessity, they were divided into two sides.
"You two, pay more attention to Blood Five. No matter where he lives in the Inner Disciple Academy, keep an eye on his movements!" The man with the purple gold crown suddenly raised his eyebrows and secretly transmitted a message to the two of them.
"Yes~...!" The two old men were shocked. Apparently they did not expect that the Yuqing Sect Master could hear their conversation, but they responded immediately.
Actually, this is a misunderstanding. Ling Weiyun's clone had just secretly communicated with Yuqing Sect Master, hoping that he could find someone to keep an eye on Blood Five. That's why Yuqing Sect Master said this.
"boom--!"
The three suspended stone platforms roared violently, two sharp sword energy splashed out, and several figures flying backwards and vomiting blood fell from the stone platforms at the same time.
"Ke Wei, win...!
Xu Peng, wins...!
Brutal strength wins...! "
After stepping forward to quickly check the status of the loser, Elder Chen immediately announced the results one by one. Fortunately, this time the attacks were not harsh, and his face looked a little better.
"Hmph!" The victors linked their arms and sheathed their swords, looking at each other with disdain. Their brute force was even more arrogant, and they directly used the iron rod in their hands to hit Xu Peng's head with a "snap" Actions.
"Hey, guess what! In the second draw, which eleven will win in the end?"
Looking at the unreasonable provocation between a few people, most people outside the venue realized something and were all excited. The inner disciples who were eliminated started gambling mode in an even more exaggerated way.
“It’s hard to say, but from a normal perspective, I think these four people, Ke Wei, Xu Peng, Blood Five and Brute Force, have a high chance of passing.
But there is a big premise for this, that is, the four of them will not confront each other! Otherwise, blood five may be brushed off! "
A fat man with squinted eyes frowned and analyzed carefully. What he said made all the disciples around him look in admiration and nod in agreement.
"So, to be on the safe side, I bet on Ke Wei, fifty taels... of copper coins!"
"Tch~...! This is too little!"
The last words the fat man uttered made everyone roll their eyes, and the good image he had just created in everyone's minds suddenly plummeted.
"I bet five on blood, silver...
Fifty taels! "
"I pledge Xu Peng, one hundred taels...
silver! "
…
"Boss, do you think we can hold an event next time?"
Zhu Bupang and the two looked at the white silver with their eyes shining, and then turned around and suggested to the man in green who was looking at the stone platform below the field in a daze.
You are a fool if you don't make money when you have money. The odds for the three of you are very high. If a few of them bet all on themselves, wouldn't they make a lot of money by then?
"Okay, you can abstain from the game first! Then, you can concentrate on opening the casino for me and Bushou!
Also, remember to adjust the odds lower when you bet, while everyone else adjusts the odds higher. This will prevent anyone from choosing to bet on us! "
The man in green raised his eyebrows. After he said these words, the two of them were stunned for a moment. It became clear that the person in front of them was a casino veteran!
To retire! ?
"Ahem~, then I think, let's forget it!" The fat disciple came to his senses and coughed dryly. He had forgotten that he still had a competition.
If he was asked to quit the game just for the sake of a big-money bet, then he would rather not get this huge fortune.
