Chapter 443: Disciples take turns

Style: Fantasy Author: Really don't sleep enoughWords: 2263Update Time: 24/01/18 19:54:48
Those who spoke to remind them were all children of aristocratic families who were local forces in the God Realm.

They had also bet like this before, wanting to bet on the forces in the human world to win, but naturally they lost everything.

At this moment, when they saw someone offering 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones, which was more serious than their own, and she was a woman with extraordinary bearing, they couldn't help but said a few words, hoping to form a good relationship.

"Who said that the forces in the human world won without their disciples! Just now, an elite disciple from Jianmu's human world defeated an ordinary disciple from the immortal world!"

"In a battle between monks, anything is possible. No one can be sure of victory until the last moment!"

"If you want to win more, you have to take risks. In the bet just now, only one person bet on Jianmu Human World, and in the end he won a lot of money."

At this time, the dealer on the gambling table also stood up.

He seemed to be afraid that Mu Yuyan would listen to what others said and stop placing bets. He was about to give some advice, but the other person threw the storage bag over.

"Ten thousand top-quality spiritual stones, bet on the Eastern Human World, Lanyan Academy disciples have a winning rate of over 50% in the preliminary round!"

Li Xiong repeated Mu Yuyan's words.

The dealer was stunned for a while, then reacted immediately. He picked up the storage bag and checked it. He found that there was no problem. He immediately added a sum to the bet and gave Li Xiong a number.

"The bet registration has been completed. After the results of the competition come out, you can use this number plate to receive the spirit stone."

The dealer respectfully handed a number plate to Li Xiong.

He had already seen that the identity of the veiled woman was definitely unusual.

The forces in the lower world who usually bet on the forces under their own sect would never be so calm and composed if they made such a big bet.

The people around him, including the children of the aristocratic families, were all shocked by Mu Yuyan's behavior.

Ten thousand top-grade spiritual stones is not a small amount. If they are asked to take it, they can naturally take it out. But taking it out so casually to bet on a lower realm force is not something even they can bear.

"Who is that woman? Why can't I see through her cultivation at all? I can't even sense a breath. It's so strange."

"I think that woman is definitely a member of a powerful force in the God Realm. She is betting on that small world. She must have an old relationship with the person in the human world and knows some inside information."

"Could it be that the Eastern Human Realm will be the dark horse in this competition of all races? Should we follow it and bet one or two thousand?"

"You have to bet on it yourself, don't ask me to do it. Anyway, I don't have any hope for the forces in the human world to win."

Everyone watched Mu Yuyan leave, and they were still talking about it.

In a corner of the martial arts arena, not far from the viewing platform.

"In the Eastern Human Realm, disciples of Lanyan Academy, please come to the ring!"

"Demon Realm, disciples of Goshawk Stream please come to the ring!"

In Arena No. 666, the referee announced that disciples from both sides would come on stage.

Just as the referee made the announcement, a figure immediately passed through the restricted circle at an extremely fast speed and finally landed in the center of the ring.

"Alas! I originally wanted to meet an opponent in the preliminary round, but I didn't expect that it would be someone from the human world."

"Another extremely boring day in the God Realm!"

He was a Goshawk Demon Clan monk with extremely sharp eyes. His cultivation was in the middle stage of the Saint level and his aura was overwhelming.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the viewing platform seemed to already know the outcome of this battle.

Cang Yingjian is also a first-rate force in the demon world. He is good at speed in practicing martial arts, so he will be subject to some restrictions in the ring battle.

However, according to the records of past competitions between ten thousand races, the disciples of Cangyingjian still took advantage of their own speed and were often able to defeat the strong with the weak. There were even cases of mid-stage holy monks defeating late-stage holy monks.

"My fellow disciples, it's my turn to take the stage."

"Today, I'm here to show you my fellow disciples."

"Don't worry, Dean, I won't embarrass you!"

On the viewing platform, a Lanyan Academy disciple wearing a scholar's robe gently waved his folding fan and said silently: "I am right next to the ring number 666!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared next to the restraining circle of the arena and stepped into the arena.

"Lanyan Academy disciple, Lin Ye, get ready!"

He first gestured to the referee and then looked at his opponent.

At the same time, the aura on his body was completely released, and Haoran's righteousness was flowing around his body. His cultivation was at the early stage of the holy level.

"Haoran is upright... a Confucian and Taoist monk from the human race!"

"Today's game is a little more interesting!"

"Cang Ying Jian, Cang Qing, get ready!"

On the opposite side, the demon monk also spoke calmly.

After the two of them finished speaking, the restraining circle on the edge of the ring emitted a ray of light, which meant that the game had officially begun.

The moment the light flickered, Cang Yingjian Cang Qing's figure immediately disappeared on the spot, leaving only an afterimage.

His hands turned into eagle claws, and he grabbed Lin Ye, a disciple of Lanyan Academy, like an iron hook.

Coupled with the strength of his body and such a fast speed, he was confident that he could tear apart even the magic weapon in a hurry.

"The monk in the human world is careless! Facing the demon monk who is known for his speed, he did not use his magical power to protect himself at the beginning, nor did he use his magic weapon to protect himself. Faced with this blow, he was afraid that he would die. !”

"Even the Confucian and Taoist monks cannot be so confident in the early stage of the Holy Level versus the middle stage of the Holy Level."

"With such a fast speed, even if he uses words and spells, he may not be able to do it in time, unless he has anticipated the attack, but he has no reaction now. He obviously did not expect it."

On the viewing platform, many monks from all walks of life came to watch the battle, and they all pronounced the fate of Lin Ye, a disciple of Lanyan Academy, to be dead.

Many of the female cultivators showed a hint of intolerance.

After all, for such a handsome Confucian and Taoist monk, his appearance is secondary to his temperament, which is also very rare in the God Realm.

The Confucian and Taoist monks' righteousness and gentlemanly demeanor are very popular in the six realms.

It was not easy for them to see one, but they were torn in half by the demon monks. Naturally, they couldn't bear it.

At this time, only a group of Lanyan Academy disciples were particularly calm.

"Lin Ye is ready to play tricks again. He likes to perform these fancy tricks every time he plays against others!"

"With his strength, he can interfere with the opponent's figure with words and tricks, and use flying swords to fight against the enemy. He can also win quickly, but that will not be handsome."

"The outcome of the game is indeed important, but for him, being handsome is a lifelong matter, so it is obviously more important!"

"You still understand him!"

The faces of the group of people were indifferent, without any expression. In fact, they were all using secret techniques to transmit their voices.

This is the secret technique of sound transmission specially taught to them by Gu Lan. Only by reaching the divine realm and forcibly detecting it with spiritual consciousness can the content of the sound transmission be known.

Otherwise, even if ordinary people know that they are transmitting messages, they will not be able to detect it.

"Brother Gu, are you, this disciple, careless?"

"If we don't dodge or defend, it will be too late!"

On the viewing platform, Qin Huangmo was also watching the game and had begun to worry.

Beside him, Gu Lan sat quietly and smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound in the ring!

"The weather is turbulent, and my sun is prosperous!"