The thin seventh level Meridian Condensing martial artist that he favored was the martial artist that he predicted would turn the tide of the battle.
This martial artist's name was Wu Ming, and he was still on the red side. His opponent was a martial artist named Feng Zheng.
"Five hundred spirit stones on Wu Ming!" Lin Xuan placed his bet.
Although it was Lin Xuan's first time placing a bet, his previous performance still attracted everyone's attention.
"Hmph! What an ignorant guy. Does he really think he can see through these martial artists with a single match? " Someone disdainfully said, "This Feng Zheng is a martial artist with ten consecutive victories. His Seventy-Two Path Opening Wind Palm is invincible!"
"I bet a thousand spirit stones on Feng Zheng!" The martial artist said loudly. After saying that, he looked at Ling Ze with a fawning look.
Ling Ze nodded with satisfaction, "Lin Xuan, right? I'll make you lose so badly that you'll be stripped naked!"
Lin Xuan didn't say anything else. After placing his bet, he leisurely leaned back in his chair and tasted the wine. This wine was brewed from spirit fruits. Although the spirituality was thin, drinking more could strengthen one's body.
"Should I also get some spirit wine to drink?" Lin Xuan thought of the spirit wine brewed by Lord Alcohol. Whether it was the effect or the taste, it was excellent.
"Hey, Junior Brother Lin, are you sure you can win?" Ye Qing worriedly asked, "I bet a lot of spirit stones with you!"
"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll make a lot of money!" Lin Xuan was very confident in his vision. As a swordsman, it was very important to observe the opponent. Lin Xuan had seen the matches of these two, so he was very clear on their weaknesses and strengths. That was why he was so confident.
Not long after, the match began.
As soon as the match started, the blue side's Feng Zheng fiercely attacked. His large hands were covered in a fierce green light and were as fast as the wind. The red side's Wu Ming could only defend.
"Good! This Opening Wind Palm really lives up to its name! "Many martial artists cheered.
Luo Qingshan elegantly drank his spirit wine and faintly asked, "Junior Brother Lin, aren't you going to compete?"
"There's no rush. Let's familiarize ourselves with the situation first," Lin Xuan said with a smile. "While we're at it, we can win some spirit stones from the Ling Clan."
Luo Qingshan was stunned. Then, he smiled bitterly. It seemed that Lin Xuan was still going against Ling Ze. However, this was also good. He had long found Ling Ze an eyesore. This time, he might be able to use this opportunity to suppress him.
"What do you have in mind?" Even when Luo Qingshan was sitting down, there were five golden halos covering his body. It was as if a god had descended into the world.
"Senior Brother, why don't we …" Lin Xuan suddenly sent a voice transmission.
Ye Qing saw the two of them acting so mysteriously and couldn't help but snort. She rolled her eyes at the two of them and then looked at the light screen with concern. After all, she had also bet a lot of spirit stones.
After half an hour, Wu Ming of the red team successfully counterattacked and won the game.
"Yay, yay!" Ye Qing happily jumped up, "1: 3 ratio, I can win a lot of spirit stones!"
She cheerfully clapped her hands and cheered, attracting everyone's attention. The cultivator who had originally made the bold statement had a dark expression on his face. He wished he could go up and kill Hong Fang himself.
"Damn, what Windbreaker? You're just a piece of trash!"
Ling Ze's face also darkened. He had lost to Lin Xuan twice in a row. This was simply unbearable for someone as arrogant as him.
"Who's next?" Ling Ze asked impatiently.
"Nie Tian of the Zixia Sect and Bai Ji of the Blue Feather Sect. Their strength is about the same," the black-clothed cultivator beside him said.
Ling Ze's eyes flashed. He didn't believe that Lin Xuan could still win this time.
"Let's see who that brat bet on first." Ling Ze waved his hand. "Go find me two maids!"
Not far away, Lin Xuan looked at the two people on the light screen and pondered for a moment. He chose Nie Tian.
"One thousand spirit stones on Nie Tian!" Lin Xuan said.
Whoosh! After hearing this, many cultivators followed suit and bet on Nie Tian.
"I bet on Bai Ji!" Ling Ze suddenly said. "Three thousand spirit stones!"
"As expected of Young Master Ling. He's so generous. I believe in Young Master Ling's judgment." Some cultivators followed Ling Ze.
Ling Ze, who was holding a beautiful maid in his arms, said with an evil smile, "In the past, their strength was indeed about the same. However, Bai Ji has made a breakthrough recently. I think it won't be a problem for him to defeat Nie Tian."
"Hey, how did you figure it out this time?" Ye Qing asked.
"I didn't. I just guessed it." Lin Xuan shrugged. "I've never seen them compete. I've only seen their competition records."
"Betting? It's only interesting if there's a winner and a loser."
"You!" Ye Qing clenched her teeth in anger. She had bet all the spirit stones she had just won.
"May the heavens bless Nie Tian …" Ye Qing kept murmuring to the side.
On the light screen, Nie Tian's left leg was suffused with a blue light like a gust of wind. His right leg was as red as fire. Two different types of power actually existed in the same person.
On the opposite side, Bai Ji, who was wearing a silver mask, shook his long sword, which emitted a cold light. The surrounding air was almost frozen.
Wind Fire Godly Kick!
Ice Sword Technique!
The two of them used their strongest moves right from the start. Dazzling light overflowed, sword Qi crisscrossed, and the surroundings were destroyed beyond recognition. Everyone stared nervously at the light screen, unwilling to miss any detail.
In the end, Bai Ji slashed 13 times in a row. Two-meter-long sword Qi danced in the air and buried Nie Tian's figure.
"Haha! As expected of Bai Ji. His ice sword technique is really amazing. "Ling Ze played with the beauty in his arms and laughed impudently.
Those martial artists who bet on Bai Ji's victory were also full of excitement and kept flattering him.
However, before they could carefully savor this feeling of victory, the situation on the light screen changed.
Nie Tian, who was covered by sword Qi, suddenly burst out with powerful spiritual power. The two types of power, green and red, each formed a semicircle and intertwined with each other. They actually broke through the ice sword Qi.
Bang! Bai Ji was kicked away, turned into white light, and dissipated.
The result of the competition had a shocking reversal.
Those people still had smiles on their faces, but their expressions were as dull as wooden chickens. Ling Ze's mind also went blank for a moment. He couldn't understand how he could make a comeback in this kind of ending. Could it be that today was his unlucky day?
"Damn, f * cking luck!" Ling Ze went crazy with anger. He heavily caressed the girl in his arms, his eyes full of anger.
The maid's eyes were full of tears from the pain, but she didn't dare to resist.
"He won, he actually won!" Ye Qing almost couldn't believe his eyes. He gave up on that kind of ending, but he didn't expect to win.
Was this guy lucky or just lucky? Ye Qing couldn't help but look at Lin Xuan, only to see the latter stroking the purple crystal card in his hand with a cunning smile like a fox.
"This Junior Brother Lin is really amazing, but he can really cause trouble!" Ye Qing tilted his head and thought.
In the next few matches, Lin Xuan could always predict accurately. The five thousand spirit stones he borrowed had been paid off, and he even earned three thousand spirit stones.
"It's about time," Lin Xuan said in a low voice.
Luo Qingshan nodded, then called his subordinates and gave instructions.
"Everyone, please pay attention. The next match is very interesting. One is a mysterious newcomer, who hasn't participated in a single match, and the other is the winner of a ten match winning streak, Qi Jue."
"The odds are one to ten!" A deacon in charge said.
"What, one to ten?!" The crowd fell into a short silence, and then a burst of noise.
"Damn, this time we must bet correctly! Whether or not we can make a comeback depends on this! "
"No, I'm going to bet all my money."
"I bet on Qi Jue!" Most people chose the latter. After all, a ten match winning streak was very difficult.
Lin Xuan slowly stood up, took out the purple gold card, and said: "I bet on the mysterious newcomer!"
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