Lin Buzheng immediately stopped when he heard Lin Luan admitting his defeat.
The trembling ground instantly calmed down.
A loud explosion was heard.
Rocks crumbled as a deep crack appeared on the ground.
Lin Luan charged out from the ground at his fastest speed.
His face was flushed, and even his white hair seemed to be covered in a hint of embarrassment.
Without slowing down, he turned into a ray of light and flew away.
Similarly, he was too ashamed to stay here.
"He lost."
"Senior Brother Lin Luan lost too!"
"Lin Buzheng's Nine-Colored Demonic Bull's trembling ability is truly terrifying. Once it's used, the ground crumbles and everything sinks into oblivion. The clan's Willow God ability has no way of borrowing its power. It can only wait for its defeat."
"Hiss, Lin Buzheng's trembling divine ability seems to be the nemesis of the Willow Deity's bloodline. Could it be that the divine ability of the clan's bloodline is really inferior to Lin Buzheng's devil cow divine ability?"
Upon witnessing this scene, the faces of the disciples of the clans changed drastically. They were deeply shocked by the power of Lin Buzheng's Martial Arts.
"It's over, it's over, I've lost again!"
"You're lucky, you only lost fifty taels of gold, but I lost a hundred taels of gold!"
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have bet on Senior Brother Lin Luan to win!"
In the next moment, many of the clan disciples reacted. They beat their chests and stomped their feet, crying to the heavens and the earth. They were deeply heartbroken over their losses in the second round.
"HAHA, I've won five hundred taels of gold!"
"I've won a thousand taels of gold!"
In stark contrast, a few family disciples were standing at the side of Fatty Lin's gambling house. They were holding shiny gold in their hands as they laughed heartily. They looked no different from lunatics.
These clan disciples had bet on Lin Buzheng to win in the bet, and now it was time for them to reap the rewards.
As for Fatty Lin, he was laughing so hard that his mouth was crooked.
It was obvious that he had made a huge profit in this round of gambling and had reaped a great harvest.
"Humph!"
However, in the next moment, a cold snort sounded from the crowd.
Following the cold snort, all the disciples present felt a chill down their spines, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
It was as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast.
He could be killed by this ferocious beast at any time and lose his life.
Huala!
Before the cold snort faded away, the crowd automatically opened up a path.
A tall man with skin as translucent as jade strode towards Lin Buzheng.
This person was none other than Lin Zheng.
As Lin Tianhe and Lin Luan successively lost to Lin Buzheng, Lin Zheng was the only one left among the three genius disciples of the clan who had yet to fight with Lin Buzheng.
Lin Zheng had to defeat Lin Buzheng to clear their names.
It also proved that the family's divine ability was stronger than Lin Buzheng's divine ability!
Rumble, rumble!
Lin Zheng was tall and his skin was as hard as armor, as if he was a giant that weighed ten thousand kilograms.
Every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground.
The ground trembled and cracks spread in all directions. It was as if an ancient ferocious beast was walking towards Lin Buzheng.
Lin Buzheng stood on the spot and silently watched as Lin Zheng approached him.
Although he didn't say anything, his killing intent soared into the sky.
He was already prepared to fight with Lin Zheng!
"Who do you think will win this battle?"
"I think it will be Lin Buzheng. His trembling divine ability is extremely powerful. With one step, he can tear the ground apart."
"Our Lin Family's Willow God divine ability must be rooted in the ground in order to unleash the power of the nine divine abilities. If he can't root himself in the ground, how can he defeat Lin Buzheng?
"That's not necessarily true. Lin Buzheng is strong, but Lin Zheng's bloodline divine ability is equally terrifying!"
"Lin Zheng's bloodline divine ability is different from Lin Tianhe's and Lin Luan's. It's the Willow God's Eye divine ability among the nine divine abilities of the family. Moreover, it has upgraded the bloodline to the first grade, giving it an unpredictable and terrifying power. He might really be able to defeat Lin Buzheng!"
For a moment, the disciples at the scene were in a heated discussion.
After witnessing Lin Buzheng defeating Lin Tianhe and Lin Luan in a dominating manner, their attitude toward Lin Buzheng had changed. They now viewed him as an expert with the same strength as Lin Tianhe, Lin Luan, and Lin Zheng.
That being said, Lin Zheng was a well-known expert in the family. He had mastered the Willow God's Eye divine ability to an advanced level, and his cultivation was two layers higher than Lin Buzheng's.
Therefore, the disciples did not dare to underestimate either side.
As such, no one dared to bet on the bet set up by Fatty Lin.
"I'll bet a thousand taels of gold on Lin Zheng winning!"
But in the next moment, an honest-looking man walked out from the crowd. He took out a thousand taels of gold and threw it at Fatty Lin's gambling stall.
The man was none other than Lin Fei-yan.
"Why aren't you bending down to pick up the shiny gold when it's under your feet? Are you guys stupid?"
"Lin Buzheng's Martial Art only happened to be able to suppress Lin Tianhe and Lin Zheng's Bloodline Art, allowing him to defeat them. However, Senior Brother Lin Zheng has mastered the strongest Martial Art among the Nine Great Martial Arts of the family, the Willow God's Eye divine ability."
"Not to mention that Senior Brother Lin Zheng's cultivation is two layers higher than Lin Buzheng's, and Lin Buzheng is exhausted after two battles in a row. There's no way he would be a match against Senior Brother Lin Zheng."
"What are you guys waiting for? Why don't you bet on Senior Brother Lin Zheng to win? Aren't you just picking up money for free?"
At that instant, Lin Fei-yan's eyebrows danced as his saliva splattered everywhere.
His words were filled with temptation and persuasion.
"Can Lin Zheng win this battle?"
"Could this guy be a scammer?"
The crowd of disciples glanced at Lin Fei-yan with hesitant expressions. It was obvious that they were tempted, but they did not dare to place their bets on Lin Zheng or Lin Buzheng.
"I don't care anymore!"
"Five-card, Five-card!"
"I'll bet it all on Lin Zheng!"
"If he wins, he'll be a winner in life. If he loses, he'll just start from scratch. Only an idiot would not bet!"
The next moment, Lin Fei-yan let out a roar and took out all the gold in his pocket, throwing it at the bets set up by Fatty Lin.
"Screw it!"
"I'll bet a hundred gold taels on Lin Zheng!"
"I'll also bet a hundred gold taels on Senior Brother Lin Zheng!"
"This time, Senior Brother Lin Zheng will surely bring glory to the clan's bloodline, and defeat Lin Buzheng!"
Under Lin Fei-yan's instigation, the crowd of disciples finally made their move, placing their bets on Lin Zheng's bets on Fatty Lin's bets.
Clearly, even though Lin Buzheng's performance in the first two rounds of the competition was dazzling, his martial arts cultivation was on the low side. Furthermore, Lin Zheng had grasped the most powerful of the nine great divine abilities of the family, the Willow Deity's Eyes.
Therefore, in comparison, the crowd of disciples was more confident in Lin Zheng's strength, thus they placed their bets on the latter.
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