Chapter 360 Highly anticipated
The mountains are roaring, the tsunami is roaring, the people are shouting, and the hustle and bustle is like a tide!
The competition has not yet begun, but the square in front of the Wuling Peak Wushuang Hall is already crowded with cultivators. The crowds are crowded, and the darkness is like dark clouds. Many people are vying for a favorable position, fighting overtly and covertly, and a lot of friction has occurred.
Strong cultivators also came early.
Now that the competition is going on, there are fewer and fewer competitions. There are not many opportunities to watch the masters compete, and no one wants to miss it. The level of this competition is far better than the previous one. Ordinary cultivators all want to watch how the participating cultivators perform their sword skills in the competition. If they are lucky and have a little understanding, they are very likely to improve their swordsmanship! There is great hope in understanding sword skills!
In fact, it is not uncommon for people to actually understand sword skills because of this!
Of course, there are only a few people who can understand sword skills. Even if they only understand the forceful sword skills, they are enough to be proud!
Even if you are unable to comprehend the sword skills, exchanging experiences and experiences with other practitioners while watching will be a great boost and improvement for yourself! No harm at all.
There was still some time before the competition started, and the onlookers gathered in small groups, talking a lot, guessing the trend of the competition, discussing sword skills, making friends, and were very busy.
The southwest corner of the square is particularly lively.
A square table has long been crowded with cultivators, layer upon layer, and everyone is squeezing forward to hear what the cultivator in white is saying.
The cultivator in white clothes had a warm smile on his face and sat leisurely at the table, answering questions from the cultivators around him.
"Who has the highest odds today?" A burly man with a heavy back and strong waist pushed aside a group of cultivators and stepped forward and asked.
The cultivator in white looked calm, looked at the crowd, and said with a smile: "The person with the highest odds today is still Luo Chen! His odds are fifty to one!"
"Fifty for one!" As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators took a breath of air.
"The odds are too high!" A cultivator in red exclaimed.
"If Luo Chen really wins the first place, wouldn't it be a big profit to buy him?" A practitioner in the early stage of Lingji said with a yearning look on his face.
"Buy him?" A late-stage cultivator of Lingji in black squeezed to the front and said disdainfully: "Is there any hope for Luo Chen to win the first place? Buy him, how much you buy, how much you lose, you lose all your money!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized and reacted. Looking at the cultivator in white, anger appeared on their faces.
This is clearly a lie and no different from fraud!
"This bet is too stupid!"
"The odds of winning first place are extremely low. Now Gu Yun's odds have dropped to one to two!" someone said dissatisfied.
"It's just that Luo Chen couldn't get first place at first glance. The odds are so high. He clearly wants to deceive us of spiritual stones." Someone immediately complained endlessly.
The white-clothed cultivator calmly looked at the group of cultivators, then immediately focused on the black-clothed Lingji cultivator, stared closely at the black-clothed Lingji cultivator, and asked: "Do you know who can win the first place?" "?"
The cultivator in black complained for a moment, looked at the cultivator in white, and shouted: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If I knew, I would have bought it secretly, and I wouldn't have the time to talk here."
There was a burst of laughter all around, looking at the cultivator in white in a funny way.
The white-clothed cultivator looked calm and said with a smile: "You also said that you don't know who is the first in the competition, and I certainly don't know either. Whether you can earn spiritual stones depends on your own judgment! The reason why I change it from time to time I have to judge the odds myself! Who loses and who wins is unknown. This is the fun of gambling!”
The laughter subsided, and a group of cultivators began to listen seriously to what the cultivator in white said.
The cultivator in white looked at the crowd with a smile and said: "How can you be so sure that Luo Chen will not win the first place? What if he hides his strength and finally wins the first place? With this extremely high odds of fifty times , those who buy it will feel sore when counting the spiritual stones!”
"The same is true for other cultivators." The cultivator in white continued: "I will have different odds every day. You can use your own judgment to bet on the cultivators you value. Whether you can make money is all in your own hands! It has nothing to do with me! Gu Yun has a great chance of winning the first place, and I didn’t stop you from betting on Gu Yun!”
The black-robed cultivator opened his mouth to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by the blue-robed cultivator beside the white-robed cultivator.
The blue-robed cultivator looked at the crowd and encouraged: "Until now, even Gu Yun, who has the lowest odds, pays two to one! Before, it was three to one! If you bet on him, he really won the first place, and you will get the money in your pocket The spiritual stone can be doubled immediately! Others have higher odds and will naturally earn the most!”
The green-robed cultivator laughed and said, "Besides watching the competition, you can also make a lot of money, why not?"
The three cultivators in white had lotus-tongued tongues. After a barrage of bombardment, the cultivators onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then they all came to their senses and agreed with what the three people said. The group of cultivators were all speechless.
As the three people said, whether you can earn spiritual stones depends entirely on your own vision and judgment. As long as you can bet on the right cultivator, you will definitely make a profit without losing any money!
The white-clothed cultivator looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "Our purpose in setting up this gambling game is not to earn spiritual stones, but just to kill the waiting time, find fun and entertainment. Therefore, I advise you, Don't just think about making a fortune! There are indeed good things like this. After the competition, someone will definitely make a big profit. But can you guarantee that you will be one of those people? No, all your spirit stones belong to me. Think before you act, don’t be too hot-headed.”
After the words fell, many cultivators fell into deep thought. Cultivators who have a feverish mind also have a lot of sense. The initial impetuousness was not visible on everyone's face, but when they looked at the cultivator in white, they all showed a little more admiration and indescribable gratitude.
Ask yourself, if they were cultivators in white clothes, they would never tell the cultivators who bet on this, wishing that everyone could bet tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
The cultivator in white's words came from the bottom of his heart and were extremely sincere. Everyone in the audience was infected and believed in him, and no one had any complaints.
Complaints disappeared, a storm was invisible, and was calmly resolved by the cultivator in white.
Seeing that the destruction was in vain, the late cultivator of Lingji in black turned around and retreated in despair.
The cultivator in white looked through the crowd, looking at the direction in which the cultivator in black was leaving, thoughtfully, and a trace of coldness flashed away in his calm eyes.
There were many people talking, and after a brief calm, the crowd became lively again.
"What's Lin Mu's odds today?" Someone immediately asked with concern.
The white-clothed cultivator smiled and said: "Lin Mu was defeated without a fight. He must be recuperating from his injuries. But if he loses a game, it will definitely cast a shadow on his first place. If I continue to drive up the odds, what will happen to you again?" If you should scold me, I will lower his odds today to ten for one!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly said: "Then we won't buy him today. We already lost, and now our hope is getting slimmer."
"That's right, shouldn't he be afraid of Gu Yun and not dare to play?"
"First, it's impossible!"
Some people couldn't help but gloat.
The cultivator who had been following Lin Mu before felt tense in his heart and worried on his face.
"Lin Mu was absent from the game. Why?"
"Can he play in this game?"
"Will his odds increase in the future?"
When a group of people care, there will be chaos, and all kinds of problems will arise one after another.
The three cultivators in white clothes were suddenly submerged in the sound, and kept answering various questions. The cultivators in white clothes did not have any irritation on their faces, and always had a warm smile on their faces, gentle and elegant.
"I believe Lin Mu, after he recovers from his injury, he will definitely make a comeback." After a heavy bombardment, the blue-robed cultivator separated from the crowd and said, sweating profusely.
Only then did the cultivators let the three of them go.
At this time, in front of the Wushuang Hall, Qiu Wei, the elder of the Wushuang Sword Sect, announced loudly: "The competition has officially begun!"
A group of people turned around and watched the competition intently.
Many cultivators kept their eyes wandering in front of the main hall, but disappointingly, Lin Mu did not come again today!
The cultivator of Lin Mu felt his heart once again cast a shadow.
Is the injury extremely serious? Giving up another game?
Is there still hope of becoming the top four? Can he still win first place?
Many people were full of confidence before, but now they can't help but hesitate and don't know what to do. Some people began to consider whether to take out the last remaining spirit stones and stake Guyun in order to earn back their capital.
Lin Mu's chances of winning the first place are getting slimmer and slimmer.
Even the white-clothed cultivator had no intention of earning any more spiritual stones from him. Instead of taking this opportunity to increase the odds, the odds dropped!
The faces of those who were watching the cultivators were all different, and they were looking at the high platform with different thoughts.
When the competition began, the participating cultivators stepped onto the stage one after another, but on the third high platform, only one cultivator at the peak of the Spiritual Silence Stage climbed up.
Many people's eyes were focused on this high platform, full of expectations and unwilling to give up.
"Lin Mu must come!"
"I pledged ten thousand spiritual stones to him."
"Never give up!"
Looking at the No. 3 platform, everyone is looking forward to it.
Standing on the high platform, Lian Shu also looked forward to it.
He hoped Lin Mu wouldn't come.
He had bad luck before. He met two people, both of whom were top players. In the first game, Gu Yun lost miserably! The second match was with Xing Yun. He thought he could defeat Xing Yun with his own strength, but what made him extremely weird was that Xing Yun didn't even show off his sword skills. He was unable to parry with just the combination of sword moves. Even if he used forceful sword skills, it would be irreversible. He even felt that the power of his sword skills was not as powerful as Xing Yun's sword moves!
Originally, he could display real sword skills, but because his meridians were not strong enough, it caused great damage to himself. Although the sword skills were extremely powerful, seeing Xing Yun's relaxed and carefree look, he simply gave up, leaving his strength to face the next cultivator.
But this time against Lin Mu, he also had no confidence.
He had also heard that Lin Mu was seriously injured before. Now, he only hoped that Lin Mu could continue to recover from his injuries in peace and not to do it again!
His name is Lianshu, but he doesn’t want to lose in a row!
A flash of sword light flashed, and the Judgment Cultivator Ju Bin fell from the sky.
Ju Bin glanced at Lian Shu and said calmly: "Lin Mu hasn't arrived yet. According to the rules of the competition, you have to wait for him for half an hour. If he still doesn't come, you will win this game!"
When Lian Shu heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
At this time, competitions on other high platforms were already in full swing.
Many people's eyes were attracted by the exciting competition, but at this time, there were still many people looking around from time to time, expecting Lin Mu to come.
Time flies, and on the fifth high platform, Gu Yun swept through the remaining clouds, frequently bursting out with powerful sword skills, knocking his opponent off the platform, and winning again!
He has won three games in a row!
On the other high platforms, the situation gradually became clearer, and the end was not far away, but Lin Mu still did not appear.
Half an hour passed, and Ju Bin thought that Lin Mu had given up again, so he couldn't help but start to announce: "In this competition, Lian Shu..."
The sentence ended abruptly at the last word, and the word "win" was swallowed back into his stomach.
Ju Bin looked into the distance with a smile on his face, and saw several sword rays flying towards him. It was Yinxin and his party!
Lin Mu is among them!