Chen Xuan smiled, touched Xiaogu's head, sat down and meditated with his eyes closed.
Three hours passed in a flash, and the graceful and beautiful woman's voice, like a bell, soon rang throughout the square.
"Everyone! The second round of our Lishan Forum is about to begin. All contestants are invited to come up and draw lots! The second round is the group killing competition! Please come up and get your number plate!" Hearing this voice, Chen Xuan was also moved in his heart. , opened his eyes.
Second round? It's finally starting.
Chen Xuan quickly walked out of the box, came to the square, and drew his tag.
"Five!" Such a number was engraved on the wooden number plate. Chen Xuan knew that he was assigned to the fifth group.
This so-called group killing match is actually very similar to the first killing field. The remaining five to six hundred monks are divided into ten groups. Then these ten groups will take the stage separately and fight on the high platform in the center of the arena. Two to three people in each group can survive.
These two or three people will make it out of the preliminaries!
As soon as the preliminaries are over, there will be more than 200 winners in the ten competition areas of the entire forum.
At that time, these winners will compete one by one to determine the ranking, and the top 100 will be qualified to enter the Wrath Tower.
The higher the ranking, the more rare rewards you can get.
The richness of these rewards is enough to make many Dragon Elephant monks jealous and fight for them!
This is also the reason why this Taoist competition is so bloody and the death rate is extremely high, but there are still monks who come to participate one after another!
Of course, the rules of this second round of group killing competition are different from the previous one.
In this game, it is allowed to admit defeat.
If you can't beat it, you can choose to admit defeat and quit on your own.
Soon, everyone had finished drawing lots, and the five or six hundred monks were quickly divided into ten groups and stood together.
These monks looked at each other with great vigilance, hoping to get some news from their opponents.
To the great disappointment of the audience, Chen Xuan and Na Kun Diaoyun were not assigned to the same group.
"Now everyone will rest for an hour. After an hour, the competition will officially begin!" The gorgeous and beautiful woman swung her beautiful buttocks, walked to the center of the high platform, and announced loudly.
"This kid's luck is too good!"
"Yeah, it seems like he can live another round?"
"That's not necessarily true. You see, this kid's luck is not very good. Take a closer look. Who is in his group?"
"who?"
"That's the long-haired boy in black! This man's name is Lu Yuan, and he is an admirer of God Son Kun. It is said that he was once saved by Kun Diaoyun unintentionally, and he has always regarded God Son Kun as his benefactor. Now he is here If you encounter him, you will definitely not get any good results!"
"Yes, it is said that this Lu Yuan is not a simple person. Although he cannot be compared with Kun Shenzi, he is still a powerful person. With the cultivation level of the Dragon Elephant in the middle stage, isn't it easy to deal with that boy who is in the early stage of the Dragon Elephant?" Someone said Saying this, he believed that Chen Xuan would definitely die.
But some people disagree.
"I agree that this guy in the bamboo hat can't beat God Son Kun, but it's not necessarily true that he can't beat this Lu Yuan! This person's spiritual consciousness and secret method are extremely sharp and very scary! In my opinion, this Lu Yuan will be killed by him !”
"Hmph! You know what the hell, Lu Yuan is a level above him!"
"So what? It's not like I haven't killed the mid-level dragon-elephant genius of Xiaozhen Wuyuan, this guy in a bamboo hat." As the two of them talked, they actually got angry and wanted to make a bet.
"Just bet on a spiritual-level magic weapon! Lu Yuan will definitely win!"
"Spirit-level treasure? Is this what you can handle? If you have the ability, bet on a magic-level treasure! I bet this boy in a bamboo hat will win!"
Not to be outdone, the other person gritted his teeth and actually agreed, but the nervousness in his heart was beyond words. His eyes when looking at the arena changed, becoming extremely anxious and nervous.
"Boy in the bamboo hat, you must damn sure win!" This is not the only similar gambling game. The monk's gambling nature seems to be very strong. Even the Lishan Ling Gambling House took a fancy to this. business opportunities.
Before the game, a special plate was set up to bet on who would win or lose between Chen Xuan and Na Lu Yuan.
When the game started, the people betting on Chen Xuan's victory and the people betting on Lu Yuan's victory were actually almost the same.
The wretched chicken noticed this scene from somewhere, and laughed secretly in his heart...
"Half of these fools actually bet that my master will lose? Aren't they throwing a lot of money into the water? The master is really good at predicting events. It seems that we are going to make a lot of money this time. Pen." Thinking of this, Wuxianji suddenly took out a storage ring from somewhere and handed it to the person who opened the gambling game.
The guy who presided over the gambling game originally looked down upon him as a wretched, stupid guy with no moral skills.
But when he inadvertently explored the storage ring handed over by the wretched chicken, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
There is no other reason, just because the value of the things inside is too great. He roughly estimated that there are basically close to 200,000 mid-grade spiritual stones.
"This... Master, I don't know which one of these things you want to bet on to win?"
"Of course it's the boy in the hat." The wretched chicken pouted and directly sent a message to the guy. Obviously he didn't want others to hear who he had defeated, lest anyone follow suit and lower the odds.
"This is your ticket, a gambling ticket for 200,000 medium-grade spiritual stones. Please keep it."
The guy who was in charge of the gambling game wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and respectfully handed the wretched chicken a thick black bill.
When the others heard what this guy said, they all gasped.
The look in his eyes towards the wretched chicken was completely different.
Two hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones? To actually bet on such a small bet? Is this person out of his mind, or does he have too much money and no use for it? Two hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones! Many Dragon Elephant Venerables have never seen so many spiritual stones in their lives.
Seeing that everyone around him was staring straight at him, the wretched chicken instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. He felt very proud and shook the mortgage certificate in his hand very proudly. He looked around with contempt. The man glanced at it and muttered, "A bunch of local leopards have never seen a spirit stone! I'm rich and I like gambling, so what do you do? Even if I lose them all, I don't care!"
As he spoke, he shook his head.
This time he didn't claim that your father is better than me, but it was Chen Xuan who forced him to do so, for fear of being discovered and causing trouble.
After all, there must be someone coming from Xixuan Cave Heaven for this grand event.
