A white figure approached the teleportation gate from afar.
Although it was still blurry, the blood-colored mask was particularly eye-catching.
How could he have won?
Everyone found it hard to accept this fact.
It was the same for Elder Wang.
Swoosh!
Wutian stepped out of the teleportation gate and stood in front of everyone.
Instantly.
Everyone's gazes were locked on him as they sized him up carefully.
At this moment, Wutian was dressed in snow-white robes. His gaze was calm and his hands were behind his back. His snow-white hair fluttered without any wind. No matter which part of him they looked at, there were no traces of battle.
He gave off the illusion that he was not there to fight but to play.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Elder Wang suddenly roared and barged into the teleportation gate like a madman.
Thousands of Feng Sect disciples also turned into a torrent and surged towards the teleportation gate.
They wanted to verify it personally.
The ground was endless but fragmented. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood and a tragic aura.
This was the battlefield where Wutian and Zhou Chuan fought.
Somewhere, there was an ancient teleportation gate.
Beside the teleportation gate, Zhou Chuan and Chen Zhi were lying on the ground quietly.
However, there was no breathing and no heartbeat. If one were to touch their bodies, they would find that their skin was already cold.
Clearly, the two of them were deader than dead.
However, the problem was that their appearance was unscathed!
After Elder Wang and the others came out of the teleportation gate, they immediately saw the two of them lying on the ground.
"Zhou Chuan, Chen Zhi!"
A Heng Yu disciple exclaimed and squatted beside the two of them. He reached out and placed his hand on their nostrils. His expression changed drastically.
Immediately after.
He released his spirit consciousness into the two of them to check the cause of their death.
Before long.
That person seemed to be frightened and took a few steps back. He supported himself with both hands and half sat on the ground. Looking at the two corpses, his face was pale.
Someone asked, "What's wrong?"
That Heng Yu disciple swallowed his saliva and said in horror, "Their souls have dissipated!"
His words were like a clap of thunder, shocking Elder Wang and the others so much that their bodies and minds trembled!
Their bodies were unscathed but their souls had dissipated. How did Wutian do it?
This person's combat strength was way too terrifying!
At this moment, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over their heads, causing them to feel cold all over.
Until now.
Only then did they realize what was going on.
Wutian's previous lack of confidence was completely faked.
Playing with them like monkeys!
"I lost …"
"I've lost all of my assets …"
"What should I do in the future …"
"Wutian, that bastard, I'm going to tear him apart …"
Someone muttered to himself dejectedly.
Some people couldn't take this blow and roared towards the sky.
Some people remained silent, but their eyes were filled with intense hatred.
There were also people kneeling on the ground, crying out loud.
"Have some backbone. A loss is a loss."
Elder Wang shouted coldly. He turned around and opened the teleportation gate. With a dark face, he walked in.
Second floor.
Wutian, Du Ji, and Old Man He chatted and laughed.
There were dozens of people behind him, all of whom had bet on Wutian.
They still had a vexed look on their faces.
However, things were different now.
Previously, they regretted betting on Wutian.
Now, they were regretting. Why didn't they bet more at that time?
People were very realistic.
If their interests were harmed, they would mercilessly curse the eighteen generations of your ancestors.
If you could help them earn benefits, they would treat you as their ancestor, or even call you father.
Clang!
The teleportation gate opened. Elder Wang strode out, his face was frighteningly gloomy.
He glanced at Wutian, his eyes flashed coldly, and walked straight to the stairs.
"Hey hey, someone seems to be a sore loser. Brother Wutian, you have to be careful in the future. Someone might find a chance to take revenge on you."
Old Man He said with a face full of smiles.
Elder Wang was so angry that he couldn't help but feel dizzy. When he reached the stairs, he lost his balance and fell down. Accompanied by a series of banging sounds, he was like a rubber ball, rolling directly to the first floor.
"Uh!"
Wutian and the other two were stunned.
The dozens of Feng Sect disciples behind them looked at each other.
"Haha … …"
Old Man He suddenly held his stomach and laughed.
He was convulsing with laughter.
He laughed without restraint.
He laughed happily.
He laughed until tears came out … …
"Old dog He, today's matter, I'm not done with you!"
Elder Wang's angry roar came from below.
"Afraid of you?"
Old Man He laughed, full of disdain.
At this time.
Those disciples also came out of the teleportation gate. When they looked at Wutian, their eyes flashed coldly.
Clearly, they all bore a grudge against Wutian.
Wutian didn't care at all. In the entire Feng Sect, only the Sect Master, Vice Sect Master, and the ten elders could pose a threat to him.
The disciples who lost all left the martial arts field with their heads down.
In the end, only Wutian and the others who won, and some Feng Sect disciples who came to join in the fun were left on the first floor.
Elder Wang had already left.
Because he knew that if he stayed, he would be laughed at by Old Man He.
"One to ten, the highest odds. Although I didn't bet much, I still made a lot."
"That's right, I bet two hundred Chaos Divine Marrow, and now I got two thousand. How lucky."
"I'm smarter than you, I bet three hundred Chaos Divine Marrow."
"Then you have to treat us later."
"Of course, of course. Let's all go to the Purple Smoke Tower later, I'll pay the bill."
The dozens of people who won were all overjoyed after receiving the compensation.
"Elder He, here's one hundred and ten thousand Chaos Divine Marrow, as well as your bet, please check."
A staff member handed Old Man He a space bracelet.
Old Man He said, "Forget it, you won't dare to play tricks even if I do."
Then, under everyone's envious gaze, he took the space bracelet and put it away.
"Elder Du, here's your Immortal Spirit Flower."
Another staff member also handed Du Ji a spatial bracelet.
"So many Immortal Spirit Flowers."
"Elder Du is going to be rich."
"Elder Du, congratulations."
Those disciples could be said to be envious, including the staff members of the martial arts field.
Du Ji was also beaming with joy, proud of the success.
He thought that he would definitely lose, but he didn't expect to win ten more Immortal Spirit Flowers.
Old Man He rubbed his hands, looked at Du Ji sneakily, and said with a smile, "Old Du, you see, our friendship is very close, can you … that … you see …"
"Don't even think about it."
Du Ji glared at him, and directly put away the space bracelet, cutting off Old Man He's thoughts.
Old Man He's face stiffened, and he snorted: "So f * cking stingy. In the future, when you come to the auction house, even if there is an empty room, I won't arrange it for you."
"It doesn't matter."
Du Ji smiled proudly.
Seeing this.
Old Man He was extremely angry, but he still didn't give up. But just as he was about to threaten and tempt, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
"Where's mine?"
It was Wutian's voice, which was as sharp as a blade, incomparably sharp.
Old Man He and Du Ji looked over in confusion, and immediately saw Wutian's blood-red eyes, emitting a strong cold light, coldly staring at the staff members opposite.
They looked at the staff members again.
All of them had their heads lowered, and were silent. Their faces were pale, and beads of sweat could clearly be seen on their foreheads.
Du Ji asked: "What's going on?"
Wutian said: "You have all your things, but they didn't prepare my Connate Warrior Weapon, Ancestral Vein, Immortal Spirit Flower, Tianhun Grass. Are you guys going to go back on your words?"
The staff member said: "No, you misunderstood."
Wutian asked: "Then why?"
The staff member said: "It's because senior, your bet is too big, we need some time to prepare."
Wutian asked again: "Are you sure you're not going to go back on your words?"
"It's really not."
The staff member said.
The rest of the people nodded.
Wutian said lightly: "Fine, I'll give you one day to prepare. If you still can't hand it over by then, you can prepare to go to hell!"
The staff members' eyes trembled, and cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.
Du Ji smiled: "Brother Wu, you're being too serious. Don't worry, the Feng Sect is one of the Nine Super Sects. We won't do something as despicable as going back on our words."
Old Man He agreed: "Yes, your bet is too big. Ten Connate Warrior Weapons, a hundred Immortal Spirit Flowers, a hundred Tianhun Grass, and a million Ancestral Veins. It'll definitely take some time. Just wait patiently!"
Wutian: "Then give me my bet first."
"I'm sorry, senior. The bet is already in the warehouse. We only dare to take it out after Elder Wang agrees. We're just trying to make a living. Please don't make it difficult for us, okay?"
The staff members bowed their heads and begged with pleading looks on their faces.
Wutian thought for a while and nodded: "Fine, I'll be the good guy."
He wasn't afraid of the Feng Sect going back on their words because he had a hundred ways to make the Feng Sect hand it over obediently.
Then, a young man walked up and said with a smile: "Senior Wutian, Elder Du, Elder He, I'd like to invite you to the Purple Smoke Tower to relax. Do you have time now?"
The other dozens of disciples also looked at the three of them with pleading eyes.
"Purple Smoke Tower!"
Du Ji's eyes lit up.
Elder He was also tempted.
As for Wutian, he didn't seem to mind at all. It didn't matter if he went or not.
"Buzz!!"
At this moment.
Du Ji and Elder He's Message Talismans buzzed at the same time.
They frowned when they took out the talismans.
Old Man He cupped his hands and said: "Brother Wu, I have something to take care of now. Please excuse me."
Du Ji said: "Me too. You can go wherever you want. I'll come find you when I'm done."
Wutian nodded.
The two of them flashed and disappeared without a trace.
"Something to take care of at the same time …"
Wutian's eyes narrowed slightly, bursting out a ray of light.
This was too much of a coincidence. There must be something fishy going on.
The young man said: "Senior Wutian, the two elders can't go because they have something to do. I understand, but you must go today."
A purple-clothed woman stepped forward and pleaded, "That's right. It's all thanks to you that we were able to win so much. Please give us a chance to thank you!"
Another young man in black said: "I don't care. Even if you're angry today, we'll drag you to the Purple Smoke Tower. Senior Brothers and Sisters, let's do it!"
Dozens of people rushed up. Some dragged him in front and some pushed him from behind. They were very enthusiastic …
"I'll go, I'll go. Everyone stop. We'll be laughed at in public. I can walk by myself."
Wutian said helplessly.
"Hehe."
"Fatty, lead the way."
"Okay!"
The dozens of people happily led Wutian to the Purple Smoke Tower.
Along the way.
The dozens of people chattered non-stop.
Occasionally, Wutian would chat with these people, but in his heart, he was always pondering.
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