Qin Tian's motive was obvious.
Taking a shortcut, making a fortune through gambling.
With 100,000 merits, he would need at least three months to earn it. Today, he met Lin Yan. Who knows, he might meet Yang Han tomorrow.
During this period of contact, he realised that the Violent Sky faction was unimaginably powerful. Yang Han had been in the faction for many years and must have many henchmen. If he did not obtain the qualifications to become an inner court disciple as soon as possible, there would be a lot of trouble if he were to meet him.
The value of an outer court disciple could not be compared to an inner court disciple.
What's more, a River gate disciple would not be valued. Suddenly disappearing during a mission would not attract anyone's attention. Who would care about the life and death of a River gate disciple?
An inner court disciple was different. Tianji sect's mainstay, receiving great attention. They would not let any disciple die so easily.
After a long time, there were few people at the betting station.
The old man stepped into the arena again and announced the start of the competition with a loud voice.
In the first round, Qin Tian's name appeared.
"Qin Tian vs Ceng Xiang, odds: 1: 1"
The tens of thousands of disciples present were not familiar with Qin Tian and Ceng Xiang. Of course, the number of people who placed their bets was very few. Qin Tian was naturally aware of this phenomenon. However, those who placed their bets did not have any impression of him. He only cared about his own bets.
Qin Tian walked into the arena from the resting area while Ceng Xiang walked in from the other side.
The two of them looked at each other in the arena. Ceng Xiang immediately burst forth with his full strength and charged forward.
Qin Tian remained calm and smiled. Suddenly, his speed increased and his Qi and blood changed. Ceng Xiang felt a strong pressure and was furious. With a change in his expression, he condensed his Qi into a weapon. A long sword transformed into thousands of sword Qi, wreaking havoc.
The sword Qi was like a rainbow and the thousands of swords blocked all of Qin Tian's escape routes. Ceng Xiang laughed lightly, "Die!"
As soon as he said the word "die", his expression suddenly changed. Qing Tian disappeared from where he was.
"Oh … …"
Tens of thousands of disciples let out a startling cry.
Unknowingly, Qin Tian had appeared behind Ceng Xiang, concealing his Qi and blood. Ceng Xiang did not notice it at all, and even looked towards the judge outside the arena. Shrugging his shoulders, he said, "He's gone. Did I win?"
The old judge shook his head and revealed a cold smile.
The person was standing behind him and he still did not know, yet he still said he won.
What a joke.
"Hey!" Qin Tian suddenly sighed in Ceng Xiang's ear.
Suddenly, Zeng Xiang's eyes popped out and he sped up. Fear rose in his heart, but his heart refused to accept it. After running for a few dozen meters, he suddenly turned around and looked again, but Qin Tian's figure was still gone.
At this moment, the cold sweat on his forehead was like rolling soybeans. His clothes were drenched. He turned his head and found Qin Tian behind him again. That feeling was worse than killing him.
His fighting spirit was dispirited, and he won without a fight.
Ceng Xiang was no match for the unparalleled speed. The only way out was to admit defeat.
"I've lost." Ceng Xiang was like a stray dog as he walked down the stage with his head lowered. He was filled with helplessness.
No one had expected the first battle to end like this. Tens of thousands of hot-blooded disciples didn't even have time to scream and cheer. It ended so quickly that many people didn't even have time to react.
The judge smiled faintly and looked at Qin Tian. His eyes were filled with admiration.
Knowing that he was stronger than his opponent, and there was no enmity between them, there was no need to injure them. This was what Qin Tian was thinking, but it caused many outer court disciples to be unhappy. They were here to watch the exciting match, but by casually displaying his speed twice, he won the match without even fighting.
"Won, haha … …" Lin Yan laughed. Thinking of what Qin Tian told him to do, he immediately went to the betting station and bet all the merits Qin Tian won. He also bet the merits he won. He believed that Qin Tian would be able to turn the heavens upside down.
"Are you sure you want to continue?" The old judge's expression changed. He knew that Qin Tian's strength had already reached rank five spirit refining realm, but he didn't expect Qin Tian to request to continue. A rank five spirit refining realm cultivator wanting to fight till the end, this was something that had never happened before.
"Do you want to reconsider?" The old man asked.
"Thank you for your concern, I will definitely continue." Qin Tian was incomparably serious.
The old man smiled faintly, "Good."
Soon after, it was announced that Qin Tian had chosen to continue. Tens of thousands of disciples sneered and hissed, thinking that he was courting death.
Even Heaven gate disciples did not dare to do so, yet he, a River gate disciple, dared to be so arrogant, causing many Heaven gate disciples to be unhappy. They all wanted to go down and kill him in one move. How could they allow him to continue being arrogant?
Qin Tian smiled faintly. Glancing at the commotion, he then closed his eyes and waited for his next opponent.
Completely ignoring their existence.
Tens of thousands of disciples became even more dissatisfied and started scolding.
The betting station became crazy. Almost no one placed their bets on Qin Tian. Everyone placed their bets on his opponent. They did not believe that Qin Tian would be able to continue winning. His previous victory was definitely a fluke. Relying on his advantage in speed to defeat his opponent, he would not be so lucky in the next round.
The name list was out.
Wang Fang, Heaven gate disciple, rank five spirit refining realm.
Qin Tian smiled, "Violent Sky faction's people again."
Wang Fang's strength was exquisite, ranked within the top twenty of the outer court disciples. He was one of the contenders for the next inner court disciple.
His appearance attracted the response of tens of thousands of disciples. Their morale was extremely high.
Wang Fang sneered and shook his head, "Brother, you're courting death. Don't blame me for being ruthless after you become a ghost."
Then, he continued coldly, "Actually, I hate killing people. However, since someone wants you to die, I'll do it for you."
Qin Tian was startled, but his heart was filled with doubt, "Who wants me to die? Could it be that the matter of killing Yu Sheng was exposed? "
His heart tightened, but his face was expressionless. Looking at Wang Fang, his aura erupted and a purple flame aura rose. A death-like smile hung on his face as he said, "I like to kill. After becoming a ghost, remember to let Hades come and find me."
Then, his eyes widened in anger, and his boundless Qigong suddenly transformed. An incomparably powerful aura instantly surged forth, and his speed increased to the extreme. The violet spear in his hands swept out with an incomparably fierce aura, and a gust of wind shot out in all directions …
Wang Fang retreated. He did not expect Qin Tian to be so strong. The pressure in his heart multiplied. Before he could react, Qin Tian's purple spear had already pierced into his heart. His life slowly flowed away and his vision became blurry … …
Wang Fang, dead.
Qin Tian smiled and said to himself, "Small explosion!"
The tens of thousands of disciples were silent. It was as if they had been slapped a few times in the face. They could not say a single word!
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