(Most stable,) (!. Winning Call Fee (Chapter 2)
Chapter 883: Gambling
The Blue Dragon Group's final showdown
"Kong Daode, he actually admitted defeat. A person of his realm actually admitted defeat? That's unbelievable. Is he not afraid of shackling himself in the future?"
"Haha, that's nothing. Winning and losing is a common thing in battle. For someone with his temperament, winning or losing isn't that important."
Many people heard Kong Daode's words, but they still couldn't accept it. If Kong Daode had won this battle, everyone would have thought that it was a matter of course. However, Xuanyuan had won, which made people's expectations drop greatly.
There were only two Origin Stones in this match. Kong Daode had no way to let the gamblers fight over them. Xuanyuan had already cut open one of them. If the value of that Origin Stone was greater than the Nascent Soul Guardian Stone, then he wouldn't have chosen the latter.
"Prince Su, I've lost this match. I hope you can work hard for the next match. As long as you can win the next match, then you can become the Blue Dragon Group's representative and go to the Southern Wasteland's Imperial Temple to show off your skills."
Kong Daode's smile was warm, and his voice was gentle. He was like an elder earnestly teaching Xuanyuan. Xuanyuan cupped his hands and bowed.
"Senior Kong, you flatter me. It was pure luck that I was able to reach this point. But since I've won against you, I'll naturally win back your share. So what if I don't understand the Potential Art? Who said that people who don't understand the Potential Art can't gamble?"
"Hahaha, good, good." Kong Daode laughed heartily. He arrived in front of Xuanyuan and patted his shoulder.
"Although your acting is very good, you can't fool me. It's right to hide your strength. I'm afraid you'll have to face the geniuses of the 'Shi Ting' in this stone gambling competition. This is something that belongs to the younger generation. We, the older generation, are only here to have some fun. If we enter the competition and bully the weak, even if we win, it'll be a loss of face. So, I'm counting on you."
Xuanyuan's heart shook. He didn't expect Kong Daode to see through his Force Art. Xuanyuan touched his nose embarrassedly and chuckled.
"Junior will definitely not disappoint senior's expectations."
The pleasant conversation between Xuanyuan and Kong Daode made everyone feel as if they were dreaming. A person who didn't know anything about the Potential Art had actually won against an existence whose Potential Art was at the Terra Immortal Realm. What kind of concept was this? Moreover, the two of them had such a harmonious relationship.
This was unbelievable. Many people found it hard to accept this result. Kong Daode had actually lost to Xuanyuan.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought it was a big joke. But the people present saw how Xuanyuan won. He didn't use the slightest bit of Shi, he just relied on his strong body and unexpected means to win the battle. At the same time, he won Kong Daode's recognition. It wasn't difficult for the strong people present to see that Kong Daode had a good impression of Xuanyuan from the bottom of his heart. It wasn't just for show, it made them admire Kong Daode's character even more.
"Well, I'll keep an eye on you. After the stone gambling competition, if you're interested in the Potential Art, you can come to the Kong Family in the Central Province to find me. I hope that some of my personal insights can help you." Kong Daode left Xuanyuan these words. He stepped out and went directly into the audience.
Xuanyuan nodded and didn't say anything more. He didn't know if he would be able to meet Fang Han in the next round. In Xuanyuan's heart, he had a rough idea of who his opponent would be in the next round.
He looked at Hong Teng and said,
"Referee, declare me the winner."
Hong Teng's heart was about to bleed. He had personally dug out the Nascent Soul Guarding Stone. However, after several judgments, he didn't dare to take the risk. He didn't expect that everything would benefit the person in front of him and help him win first place in this round. This made Hong Teng want to die.
However, as the referee, Hong Teng had no choice but to do so. He had to follow this procedure. He resisted the urge to vomit blood in his heart and said,
"Young Master Su Xuan wins this round."
"Hahahaha, I was just lucky. I originally thought that the Origin Stones that the three major powers put on display wouldn't be anything good, but now that I look at it, that's not the case. Or perhaps some idiot treated this Yin-Yang Wonder Stone as trash and made me a fortune. Hahahaha, this is great, this is great …"
Xuanyuan could listen to people's thoughts and naturally knew who missed this Wonder Stone. He said this just to annoy Hong Teng. After he finished speaking, Xuanyuan led Mochou and the others away under Qi Xuan's guidance.
Hong Teng's face turned purple, and he felt something sweet in his throat. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His heart was filled with anger, and his intestines were green with regret. Anyone who missed a chance to get a peerless spirit source, especially one that could produce a natural form of Dao, would feel like vomiting blood.
Qi Xuan was speechless at this moment. He was extremely shocked by Xuanyuan's luck. How could someone have such heaven-defying luck? However, Qi Xuan couldn't see how much strength Xuanyuan had hidden. Among the spectators, many didn't say anything, but they felt that Xuanyuan wasn't as simple as he appeared on the surface. Especially Xuanyuan's last move, when he suddenly exploded with ten times the strength of his physical body. This kind of terrifying physical strength was something that no one present, no matter who was at the Seventh Transformation Immortal Realm, could do, even if they burned their own life force. Moreover, Xuanyuan's body wasn't injured at all. This was shocking.
Qi Xuan opened a door and left with Xuanyuan.
In a lush forest, the flowers and trees here were exuberant. There were high mountains and steep ridges, and they were full of life.
Between the mountains, the terrain was vast, and the Great Dao was intertwined, making countless people feel insignificant when they entered.
Outside the forest, there was a vast sky. Someone from the Southern Continent Dynasty had used a great divine ability to manifest everything in this mountain range.
Pavilions floated in the sky. They were richly ornamented and extremely exquisite. There were all kinds of restrictions engraved on them. The restrictions between each pavilion were connected. If they were activated at the same time, they would form a peerless restriction of the Great Path. Its power was boundless.
"Who do you guys think will be here first?" People immediately began to discuss.
"Of course, it will be the prodigy of our Southern Continent Dynasty, Qu Zhi. He obtained the Force Art inheritance from an ancient sage. If the Force Art doesn't appear, who else in this world can compete with him?" Someone from the Qu Clan bragged. Even so, many people agreed with him.
Sure enough, a child with a young face came out of a door. It was Qu Zhi. His robe was a bit tattered. He had clearly gone through a tough battle to get here. He was full of confidence and was determined to win this competition.
Immediately after, another door opened. The Purple Mansion Saint walked in with light steps. Beside him were five elders. Each of them was unfathomably powerful. The Purple Mansion Saint looked frail. His robes fluttered in the wind, and his face was pale. It seemed that it was not easy for him to enter this place. It was within his expectations that he would meet Qu Zhi here.
After a while, another person came out of a door. It was someone from the Southern Continent Dynasty. He was the son of the City Lord of the Hundred Thousand Cities, Fang Han. He was covered in blood. It was clear that he had suffered serious injuries in the stone gambling competition. He had clearly gone through a life-and-death battle to win. As soon as he entered the door, he began to heal himself and prepare for this competition.
Now, the group was waiting for the fourth person to arrive. They would decide who would be the representative of the Blue Dragon group and step onto the peak of Mount Yiyuan to fight against the representatives of the other three groups.
"Purple Mansion Saint, it was my fault that day. I apologize to you here." Qu Zhi cupped his hands and bowed to the Purple Mansion Saint. However, there was no sign of apology on his face. Instead, there was a hint of mockery.
"Hahaha, I was too greedy that day. I can't blame anyone for being used as a tool. Don't worry, there won't be a next time." The Purple Mansion Saint's expression was calm, but his laughter was cold and chilling.
"Purple Mansion Saint, Brother Fang Han, I have a suggestion. Listen to it. If you don't agree, then you can just wait to lose. This has nothing to do with me, but between the three of us." Qu Zhi understood the Purple Mansion Saint. If something involved his interests, no matter how deep his hatred was, he would laugh it off. As long as the interests were big enough and tempting enough.
"Please speak." Fang Han sat cross-legged in the air. He closed his eyes and focused on healing his injuries.
"The last person is Kong Daode from the Central Province Dynasty. He's only one step away from reaching the Celestial of Heavenly Influence. He's extremely terrifying. I think the three of us should join forces to injure him severely and get out of this round. Then we'll decide who's better. What do you guys think? Otherwise, with his strength, he'll definitely be able to defeat us one by one. If we first injure him and force him out of this round, then only the three of us will have a chance of winning. But if we don't work together, the consequences can be imagined." The Purple Mansion Saint pondered for a moment. After a pause, he nodded. Putting aside his personal feelings, it was indeed the best choice for the three of them to join forces.
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