Silence, deathly silence.
Amidst the cheers of thousands of people watching the tsunami from Luofeng Mountain, there was an area that was completely silent.
In the stands, the body of Broken Blade Xu Renke lay there so quietly.
It took a long time before someone spoke dryly.
"How could you lose?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to have come back to their senses.
Yes, how could you lose?
Xu Renke was obviously so strong. He was known as Broken Sword and was one of the two great protectors of the Poshan Gang. He even wandered through many cities and gained a great reputation.
But just now, they actually lost to Gao Tingyuan, who was looked down upon by them.
Zeng Wen, who had returned to the stands, looked slightly rosy.
He said with some disbelief: "Xu Renke activated the broken sword just now, showing a trace of the power of the magic weapon, and it indeed hit Gao Tingyuan. Why is Gao Tingyuan not dead?"
In the face of this method, even if he had asked to perform beyond his level, he would not have been able to win.
But Gao Tingyuan won and survived.
Mi Shuhua frowned and looked at the weak, short man sitting on the ground on the forum.
After a long while, he said uncertainly: "A substitute for the puppet?"
"Huh?" Murong Qinglian was surprised, as if he had thought of something, "He actually has a scapegoat!"
...
On the forum, Gao Tingyuan looked horrified and sat paralyzed on the ground.
He murmured to himself, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Didn't you agree to win casually before going on the field?"
"Why did he put me to death!"
"Magic weapon, it is definitely far more powerful than the best magic weapon and close to the power of magic weapon."
"If I hadn't had a surrogate puppet from the Luoyun Sect, I would have died just now."
He covered his lower abdomen with his hand. There was obviously no wound, but the bright red blood was seeping out through the skin.
Dantian was broken!
There is a loophole in the air sea, and spiritual power is leaking out uncontrollably.
Even if a panacea is used to fill the loopholes in the future, I am afraid that there will be no hope of building a foundation in this life.
This is caused by a trace of sword energy containing the power of the magic weapon.
It is not an external blow, but caused by the sword energy seeping into the Dantian and stirring up the spiritual energy.
...
"Hey, he actually has a surrogate puppet from the Luoyun Sect?"
Elder Zhou's screams of surprise were so obvious in the sound transmission.
Wang Haichao smiled slightly and clapped gently without replying.
Under his leadership, the Dajiang Gang members clapped wildly and cheered loudly.
He is indeed the number one Qi refining master in our gang. Even the broken knife with the fragments of the magic weapon was not made by him.
"The Hunjiang Dragon is invincible!"
"His name should be on the list of geniuses!"
"Long live the Dajiang Gang!"
When Gao Tingyuan came to the stands weakly, he was praised by the whole gang.
Even Wang Haichao, the leader of the foundation-building period, gave him a warm welcome.
"Is the injury serious?"
"Ah, the air sea has been broken!"
"Come on, come on, I have a Qi-Consolidating Pill here. You can use it first."
"Don't be polite to me, we are all family."
Gao Tingyuan lowered his head, clutching the Qi-Consolidating Pill, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
How dare you set me up like this, old man!
When outsiders saw it, they just thought he was excited because of the gang leader's favor.
Look, our gang leader is so courteous and virtuous, treating others with sincerity!
...
"Xu Renke's body has been collected and will be buried in the mausoleum behind the main altar."
"Our brothers from the Broken Mountain Gang are not homeless ghosts. They will have a resting place even after they die."
Mi Shuhua arranged Xu Renke's funeral arrangements properly.
Everyone in the gang was moved after hearing this.
In this life, it is not easy to be a casual cultivator. Being able to work with such a boss is definitely a blessing.
Mi Shuhua sighed, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.
Not winning the match point game for the fourth win made him really uneasy.
Broken Blade, who had high hopes from the Dajiang Gang, fell at the feet of Hun Jianglong. Probably 90% of people would not have imagined such a result. Xu Renke, a man whom he was very optimistic about, died on the forum that had just opened.
It was a match point game, and the two strongest guardians were on the field.
Now, although he has still won three games, his trump cards are getting fewer and fewer.
As for the Dajiang Gang, the next few people are all foreign aids like Min Longyu who appeared first.
"The next one should be Feng Linhu!"
In the sixth game, Poshan Gang Feng Linhu faced off against Dajiang Gang Gongsun Changji.
The battle process is very brief.
When Gongsun Changji sacrificed the blue flying sword, Feng Linhu's death was announced.
That is the sword of Foundation Establishment Monk Wang Haichao, a top-quality magic weapon.
Mi Shuhua's eyelids twitched as he watched the gang go to collect Feng Linhu's body.
"Can the Yuejian Tiger win the next game?"
The answer is no.
What he faced was Yang Rusheng, a well-known Qi-refining casual cultivator in Tianyefang.
In other words, Yang Rusheng was not a casual cultivator at all. He was born in a family of cultivators.
Only because his family was later destroyed, he was forced to become a casual cultivator.
But his wealth is simply not comparable to that of ordinary monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
Two magic weapons exploded one after another, and the Yuejian Tiger, who was famous for his body skills, was directly smashed into minced flesh.
This time, he couldn't even collect the corpse.
The Poshan Gang's record has been ups and downs, from one loss, to three wins, to now three consecutive losses.
Now, even the key match points have been won.
If they lose the next game, this death match will be over.
Mi Shuhua looked at Murong Qinglian with a heavy heart.
Murong Qinglian smiled slightly, "Old Qin will do his best."
Luo Chen sat next to him and could see clearly.
That smile is so complicated.
There is trust, hope, worry, and even more sadness and fear mixed in.
He had never seen such a smile in his life, and even the best actor would not be able to interpret such a complex smile.
Ke Yuelin, the new generation of Broken Jade Tiger, clenched his hands and gritted his teeth.
He knew that it was not so much the fast-rising Wang Yuan who stole his spot, but actually his sworn brother Qin Liangchen who replaced him.
If it hadn't been for this one, then it would have been him for the next one.
but!
This time, the foreign aid recruited by the Dajiang Gang is stronger than the last. If he really gets involved, he will either be strangled to pieces like Han Dang, or blown into powder like the Yuejian Tiger.
He couldn't imagine such a scene.
He was still young and his path to spirituality had just begun.
The fear in his heart, the worry for his eldest brother, and the tragic deaths of the brothers in front made his thoughts confused.
When I entered the world of cultivating immortals, I came here to practice. Why did I feel like I was messing around in the world?
It shouldn't be like this!
What about the Wuwei Qingxiu you promised?
In the underground palace below the forum, Qin Liangchen and Wang Yuan were sitting together.
The two of them were not familiar with each other, and they were just acquaintances.
The Qin family has their own small business, selling spiritual fish and beating children, and their life is prosperous.
Wang Yuan, on the other hand, traveled back and forth between the casual cultivator market and the Guyuan Mountains, living the life of an ascetic monk.
At this moment, Qin Liangchen didn't look back, his brand new purple robe was blowing in the wind.
Outside, a loud voice sounded.
"The eighth battle, Poshan Gang Qin Liangchen versus Dajiang Gang Bai Qi."
Qin Liangchen took a deep breath, strode out, and left a message at the same time.
"I will give you the ninth battle!"
Wang Yuan closed his eyes, his eyelids were trembling at this moment, but he did not open them after all.
