Huang Tao beamed with joy. In previous years, he had participated in gambling, but won more and lost less. But now, he listened to his junior brother and invested all his wealth in it, and he really made a fortune.
"How do you know that Situ Yun will win? No matter how you look at it, the opponent will win!" Huang Tao bought 100,000 spirit stones at 1:5, and now he is considered a small rich man with 500,000.
"Hahaha, the mountain man has his own clever plan, just trust me." Gu Changsheng shook the folding fan lightly, acting like a master.
As the protagonist of the original work, the son of fate, how could he lose so easily? Gu Changsheng just took advantage of this.
"Hehehe, then, which one should we focus on next?" Huang Tao's eyes flashed, this Gu Changsheng was their God of Wealth!
Gu Changsheng put away his fan and said with bright eyes, "Bet on me and you will definitely make a profit without losing any money."
However, this answer made him feel a little regretful: "I thought I would make money in the next game."
The next confrontation with Gu Changsheng would have to wait until the afternoon. Without Gu Changsheng to speak, he was a little unsure. His experience in the past years told him that the consequences of trusting intuition were often disastrous.
Not long after Situ Yun decided the winner, the competition in the other arenas gradually came to an end.
The flames in the arena where Li Zihao was standing had all been extinguished, replaced by the shadows of thousands of swords! The storm of swords is raging.
Li Zihao huddled in the corner and used all his spiritual energy for defense, unable to make any effective attack.
Facing this raging storm of persistence, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere. The strength Chen Chen showed was definitely not limited to the middle stage of foundation building.
"Damn, everyone likes to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers!" Li Zihao cried out in pain, and even a trace of tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
More and more sword energy broke through the defense, leaving subtle marks on his armor.
Those marks are straight and unbroken, like a thin dagger, like a calligrapher writing on it.
With Chen Chen's last vertical slash, the traces that passed through the defense stopped, the storm also stopped, and everything around him was too quiet.
"Hahahaha, I survived, but you can't do this!" Li Zihao shouted breathlessly, ecstatically. In his eyes, Chen Chen's attack had ended, and the next step was to launch his own counterattack.
As soon as he took a step, Chen Chen shook his head and said, "You have already lost."
"Are you kidding?" Li Zihao naturally didn't understand.
Even the audience in the audience looked puzzled.
"Why don't you stop beating me?"
"Could it be that he lacks stamina? Just now it looked like his Blade Storm was using his ultimate move!"
"Well, the reason why Li Zihao is alive is because of his magical weapon! Then Chen Chen really suffered a big loss because he didn't have good weapons!"
Everyone in the audience had different opinions and was confused. Chen Chen on the stage was already planning to get off the stage.
Suddenly a burst of fire came from behind, Chen Chen dodged sideways, and then turned his eyes towards his opponent.
"Are you looking down on me? Come back here!" Veins popped up on Li Zihao's forehead. From being crushed at the beginning to being ignored now, his arrogant self-esteem has been almost destroyed.
Chen Chen sighed and said slowly: "Broken."
This word is short and melodious, and it reaches everyone's heart just when everyone is confused.
People with sharp eyes discovered that those scratches turned out to be a broken word on one spot!
Chen Chen didn't just fight randomly, he came prepared!
"Puff, puff—"
Centered on the broken character, the armor that Li Zihao was proud of actually had cracks at this time. The cracks became bigger and bigger, and finally spread all over his body, like a spider web.
"Bang bang bang!"
The next moment, the armor shattered, and many tiny wounds appeared on his body, which were the sword energy that had penetrated deep into his body.
"cut."
Bliss!
Another word!
The sword energy suddenly erupted, and Li Zihao was covered in blood, as if he had been cut thousands of times in an instant. He fell down with his eyes wide open, unable to get up again.
With two words to defeat the enemy, everyone was shocked!
Elder Huo Yuan happened to be a guest in Jinyuan at this time. Seeing his disciples being defeated by swords, he felt embarrassed in his heart.
He just used Jiang Chenwen's arrogance to insinuate Jinyuan's consistent style.
As a result, within a few moments, his disciple was defeated by the Jinyuan Sect.
"Elder Qin is right, he must restrain his disciples well and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."
Elder Jin, as expected, responded with anger, while Elder Huo was ashamed.
"However, the experience gained this year is quite rich. Qingzhou alone has gained two geniuses."
Elder Jin Yuan shook his head: "This Chen Chen is not bad. He has a gentle temperament, a gentleman's heart, and a majestic aura."
"On the contrary, there is another Liu Shihua. Although his talent is excellent and his strength is terrifying, I think he is too arrogant and cannot be disciplined."
Thinking of the appearance of the willow stone painting, the elder couldn't help but sigh.
"Haha, this novice competition is just a good time to have some fun."
The two elders understood each other, looked at each other, and drank tea with each other.
The remaining two games did not have so many ups and downs.
Not surprisingly, the game ended as people thought.
"Victor Situ Yun!"
"Winner Chen Chen!"
"The winner is Xu Huan!"
"The winner is Li Changqing!"
Several more games followed, and the one that impressed Gu Changsheng more deeply was the game between Gong Luyun and Lin Qing.
Part of the reason for paying attention to Lu Yun is because of Situ Yun, and part of it is because you want to evaluate his strength with your own eyes.
As far as the results are concerned, Gu Changsheng is quite satisfied and can take on the role of dark horse.
As for Lin Qing, he was a little playful. He was still at the ninth level of Qi refining, but his opponent was a girl who was at the eighth level.
During their fight, Lin Qing pointed at the little girl. Finally, the little girl screamed strangely and raised a white flag.
During this period, he, Gu Changsheng, did not feel much fluctuation in spiritual power, and the match was very strange.
In addition, the hermaphrodite named Lu Yu seemed to have a bit of a problem with him, and he just came over to provoke him.
During the intermission, Zayuan and others went to Xingyue Tower to celebrate their junior brother's first achievement.
This is the first time in so many years that the disciples from the Zayuan successfully survived the first round.
When the senior brother asked Gu Changsheng how it felt to compete on the court, Gu Changsheng just replied: "It's so comfortable to lie on the chair!"
Everyone was speechless immediately, and the ones who dared to go up there really relaxed.
"Junior brother, the Jinyuan disciple Chen Chen you are going to face next is already well-known outside. You also saw his expression just now. Aren't you afraid?"
Gu Changsheng put a chicken leg into his mouth and grinned: "Afraid, he must be afraid!"
