When Wang Lu appeared in the audience seat of the central fighting arena of Immortal One Area, the focus of the astonished eyes almost pierced him with a thousand holes.
The Elders of Heavenly Sage Hall, the young cultivators who came with their elders to watch the fight … and even Dixian, who was sitting next to him, turned their eyes and stared at Wang Lu in disbelief.
Wang Lu himself was also surprised. "… You guys look like you've just seen your wife being stolen, which makes me very embarrassed."
Thus, people cast their eyes back to the arena.
Facing the four slaughtering demons were three delicate and juicy girls, Liu Li, Zhu Shiyao, and Quan Zouhua … Just when everyone was stunned, they had already entered the fighting arena and were calm and composed under the pressure of Dixian.
However, the more they saw this scene, the more confused they were.
The Red-robed Patriarch couldn't help but shout, "Wang Lu, you're a contestant in this match, so you shouldn't be in the auditorium now, right?"
Wang Lu laughed and said, "But I don't need to play in this match."
"You don't need to play? Aren't you the main force? "
Wang Lu explained, "The one-on-one match is best of five. Two months ago, my Master won the first match, so there are still four matches left to be played. As long as we can win half of them, it would be the victory. My side's order of appearance is little Liu Li, Zhu Shiyao, Quan Zouhua, and finally me. As long as two of them can win, I don't need to play … This logic should be very simple. "
The Red-robed Patriarch almost vomited blood because of Wang Lu's words. "You also know that the premise is that they can win! What if they lose? "
"Their probability of winning is more than ninety percent, so there's nothing to worry about."
Upon hearing this, the Red-robed Patriarch's jaw almost dropped. "More than ninety percent? Are you kidding me? "
Wang Lu shrugged and said, "I'm just telling the truth."
When the several Dixian disciples heard this, their eyes suddenly became fierce.
More than ninety percent chance of winning?
If it were someone else, they would just laugh it off. Any normal person would think that in this match, only the ancient Earth Immortals would have an absolute advantage and a 90% chance of winning.
However, now that the person who said this was Wang Lu, people couldn't help but pay attention to it. Because no matter how many negative comments there were about Wang Lu, it was hard for people to deny the fact that as long as he opened his mouth, there were very few things that he could not fulfill.
Could it be that after a few months of training, the girls of Lingjian School really had the strength to overwhelm Dixian?
From a purely theoretical point of view, it was not impossible. Suan Xian Lu Biechen once did some calculations. If the Wanxian League spent all its resources on a few people, it was indeed possible to create a few insane King Pill and Nascent Soul Cultivators in a short time. In the Dixian camp, only [Black] and a few others could compete with him. Other people such as Xuan Mo and Bai Ze were not his opponents.
However, that was only in theory. In practice, the side effects that they needed to bear were too serious. First, a lot of resource consumption — no matter how rich the Wanxian League was in resources, the resources that could create the abnormal King Pill were always limited. Second, excessive enthusiasm would ruin the future of a cultivator, making it difficult for them to break through the stage in the future. And with the talent of Liu Li, Zhu Shiyao, and the others, if they destroyed their future just for a match, it would be too much of a loss.
Taking these factors into account, when Lu Biechen proposed that the Wanxian League might create the abnormal King Pill and Nascent Soul Cultivators to fight for the tournament points, the Dixian disciples didn't think too much about it. That was really not in line with Wang Lu's style.
However, now it seemed that perhaps he was doing the opposite.
Or perhaps, Wang Lu was just bluffing, trying to disrupt the opponent's position?
It was true that very few of Wang Lu's words could not be fulfilled — but that was on the premise that he was serious about it. If it was just used to confuse others, his words naturally didn't need to be taken seriously, and even needed to be understood in reverse — perhaps Wang Lu didn't intend to let Liu Li and the others win, and his winning magic weapon was in other places?
Thinking of this, the mood of the Earth Immortals became even more complicated and heavy. Because they suddenly found out that Wang Lu, with just one sentence, had almost disrupted their position. The dozens of Earth Immortals present had different ideas, so naturally, their next strategy was also different. Some were cautious and suggested that it would be better to postpone the match, while some were radical and suggested that Little Poison Immortal and the others should go all out to attack as soon as the match started, so that Wang Lu's ninety percent chance of winning would go to hell. Soon, the quarrel caused by the disagreement gradually became fierce.
All of this was just because of Wang Lu's unexpected statement.
If someone said before this that a Golden Core Realm cultivator was able to have such a huge impact on the ancient Earthly Immortals, it would undoubtedly be a joke. But now, there were probably not many people that could laugh.
Wang Lu's magnificent five-game winning streak had, after all, a great impact on the morale of the Dixian disciples.
However, in the audience stand, when the Dixian camp began to fall into chaos, the stabilizing pillar of the camp appeared in time.
"If you really have such a powerful force, then let us see it."
As soon as the black-clad Dixian disciple opened his mouth, he immediately stopped the dispute in the field.
… Yes, the match hasn't even started yet, but the camp was already in a mess. This was too unseemly. Whether Wang Lu really had a chance of winning or was just bluffing, at least they had to fight a match first. This was not a match to determine the winner. In a best-of-five situation, the Dixian disciples still had room to mediate. There was no need to be anxious and fall into Wang Lu's rhythm.
Black said coldly, "If there are no other questions, let's start the match."
Wang Lu smiled. "Okay, but in this match, you actually only sent out these four small fries, but you won't fight in person?"
"I don't need to fight in a match of this level."
"It's a pity. I'm actually looking forward to fighting you. How about this, if you're willing to fight, I'll change the order of appearance and fight you in advance. What do you think? "
Wang Lu's words caused another burst of astonishment.
This black-clad Dixian disciple, who claimed to be a sinner, had a high status in the Dixian camp. His strength was also self-evident. But Wang Lu actually said that he wanted to fight him one-on-one?! Where did this courage come from?
If it were his Master, that abnormal number one King Pill in Nine Regions, he might have the capital to contend against him, but what about him?
In the face of everyone's doubts, Wang Lu maintained a calm smile. His eyes were slightly provocative as he waited for the other side's response.
On the other hand, for this kind of self-destructive challenge, Black was silent, which made people wonder how he would react.
"Black, kill him."
A Dixian disciple couldn't help but suggest. In his opinion, since Wang Lu had said so, it was better to fight him as he said. If he could be killed on the spot in the arena, this Grand Competition would instantly lose its suspense and reduce a lot of trouble!
However, Black did not respond. He just coldly said, "No need to talk nonsense, let the match begin."
The next moment, the space in the arena slightly folded and twisted. The people who confronted each other disappeared one by one and were expelled to the edge of the arena to watch the show. Only Liu Li and a skinny, stooped, dwarf-like figure were left.
This was the first match between the two sides.
Seeing that the match finally began, the audience quieted down in an instant. All the disputes were put aside. Countless pairs of anxious eyes watched the arena, not letting go of any slight change.
"Senior, please advise me."
On the arena, Liu Li openly displayed her sword stance, but the tip of the Skybreaker in her hand was pointed down, performing a junior's salute.
"Why is there a need to be so polite to the slaughtering devil? Isn't this Liu Li a bit too pedantic? "
In the audience, the Red-robed Patriarch could not help but mutter.
"Ha, Patriarch misunderstood. Little Liu Li is not pedantic." Wang Lu shook his head. "She just doesn't know what to do in the face of the slaughtering devil. Because I didn't teach her how to speak ill of the opponent, she had to obediently perform the junior's salute."
"… This is clearly worse than pedantic!"
"Patriarch misunderstood again. Right now, for little Liu Li, this is just right."
As soon as his voice fell, the immortal sword in Liu Li's hand didn't move, but a purple-green sword qi cut through the sky and fell from the sky like a lightning tribulation. In a twinkling of an eye, the tiny figure of Little Poison Immortal was engulfed in the surging lightning.
Everyone inside and outside the arena was shocked!
The momentum of this sword strike was magnificent, and its destructive power directly broke through the limit of King Pill level. It was indeed worthy to be the full power strike of Brilliant Sword Heart. The key was that the change in movement was so fast that it was unexpected. That respectful junior's salute just now was like a disguise!
Liu Li, who had always been known for being simple and honest, actually used such a despicable trick, which really surprised many people present.
Red-robed Patriarch's eyes widened. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard Wang Lu said in advance, "Patriarch, you misunderstood again. Liu Li didn't mean to launch a sneak attack, but she didn't know the normal follow-up steps. However, this kind of unintentional sneak attack has a very high success rate. Therefore, I haven't helped her correct this problem. "
"… I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate to meet a Senior Brother like you."
While they were talking, they were also observing the situation in the arena.
Liu Li's lightning sword had swallowed Little Poison Immortal, but no one thought that the match was over. How could the dignified Dixian, who slaughtered the demons, die so easily?
Sure enough, after the lightning dissipated, there was a dark green egg in a deep pit. Its surface was covered with fascia and mucus, and it expanded and contracted rhythmically, swallowing and spitting out electric arcs.
The next moment, the green egg suddenly cracked, and a person came out of it. His figure was as small as a child. It was Little Poison Immortal!
Compared with the beginning, Little Poison Immortal had not changed at all. Even his black and green embroidered robe was spotless. Liu Li's full power strike was enough to move a Yuanying Stage expert, but it had no effect in front of Little Poison Immortal!
Liu Li was not discouraged by this. She just raised the immortal sword in her hand and began to prepare for the next attack.
At the same time, Little Poison Immortal stretched out his withered hand and pointed at Liu Li.
"I'm going to make a poison sac out of you."
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