Zhao Jiuge and Zhou Hongyong walked in unison towards the elder Wu in the middle of the crowd. The crowded crowd also automatically made way for the two of them to pass.
Because Zhou Hongyong was walking in front, he was the first to take out five thousand spiritual stones, with different colors and strong fluctuations. These spiritual stones were placed on the ground of Elder Wu. Then, Zhou Hongyong turned around and sneered. Looking at Zhao Jiuge, he took out his wooden sign with carved patterns that represented his identity as a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and handed it to Elder Wu respectfully.
Zhao Jiuge smiled indifferently, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his chest, and a wave of ripples appeared. Then five thousand spirit stones appeared on the ground in front of Elder Wu, and then he also presented his wooden sign.
Everyone in the surrounding crowd looked jealously at the spiritual stone that exuded spiritual light and contained rich spiritual power. Ten thousand spiritual stones was a large number and was of high value.
"You all disperse." Seeing that both people had handed over their gambling money, Elder Wu spoke again. The people around him knew that the gambling fight was about to begin, and they all retreated, leaving a vast open space in the middle.
Seeing this situation, Elder Wu had a sullen face and did not say anything more. Instead, he held a magic weapon with his dry hands and shook it a few times, and then a faint spiritual light emerged. Elder Wu waved his hands, and a dark yellow spiritual light emerged and fell into the ground in the middle.
"Rumble..."
A low and slow sound began to come out, and a gray stone platform slowly rose up from the originally flat ground. The entire stone platform covered an area of hundreds of square meters. The entire stone platform was carved with some strange patterns, exuding There is a faint spiritual light that is faintly visible.
There seems to be a void light mask in the sky above the stone platform, covering the entire stone platform. If you look carefully, you will find that this light mask ripples with a layer of dark yellow waves from time to time, which fleetingly disappears.
This is the gambling platform of Jingshen Peak. It is absolutely safe. Not only are these stone platforms affected by some formations, they will not be damaged even if they are attacked no matter how powerful they are. They can also protect the surrounding watching disciples and not let them fall. Attacks flew out between the two, and Elder Wu was in charge of the safety of the competing disciples.
After all, this gambling fight is different from the last life-and-death fight between Zhao Jiuge and the scarred boy. It will not endanger lives. You must know that every inner disciple is an important asset of the sect.
"Come up, everyone. I believe you all know the rules. Just click them." Elder Wu said expressionlessly as he looked at the two proud men in front of him.
Previously, when he was staying at Jingshen Peak, he suddenly mentioned that the disciples of the headmaster wanted to make a bet with the disciples of the headmaster of Xuanluo Peak. This made Elder Wu feel a little strange. Why did these two guys dislike each other and start a quarrel? , you must know that Zhao Jiuge has only entered the inner sect not long ago, and the two of them have special identities, and the gambling fight is trivial. When the problem comes to the final result, it will not only concern them personally, but also Xuan Tianfeng and Xuan Tianfeng behind them. Fall peak.
At this moment, Elder Wu's pair of deep eyes were always staring at the handsome young man wearing a black brocade robe with a tall and straight figure. He couldn't figure out what was so special about this young man that caught the eyes of the headmaster Jian Wuxin.
When Zhao Jiuge and Zhou Hongyong climbed onto the stone platform full of weak spiritual power with spiritual light, the surrounding cheers were loud. At this moment, both the disciples who supported Zhao Jiuge and the disciples who were optimistic about Zhou Hongyong were shouting from the bottom of their hearts. Wait, because the excitement in front of you is rare.
At this time, there was no one coming to Jingshen Peak. Those who knew the news had already arrived, and those who didn't know the news naturally couldn't come.
Now the two people on the stage are standing opposite each other, but there are thousands of eyes watching them all around. This battle is very important to both Zhou Hongyong and Zhao Jiuge. It is not only related to the winning or losing of gambling money, but also related to their own reputation and reputation. prestige.
Leng Rufeng in the audience has calmed down, and there is a slight tremor in his bones. This tremor is caused by the excitement in his heart, but his dark eyes are full of fire.
When will he be strong enough to stand on this gambling platform and compete with others, enjoying the attention of everyone
Luo Xie, who was on the side, looked at the crowd around him with careless curiosity, focusing on the beautiful female disciples, smiling with a bit of evil.
Only Jiulian looked at the situation on the gambling table with her eyes tightly, her little face looked worried, and her white and tender hands turned white because of her nervousness.
"Oh, Zhao Jiuge, today I will let you know what it means that there is a world outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and you should not be too arrogant." Zhou Hongyong's voice revealed excitement. He had been waiting for this moment for half a year, and now he saw both of them finally standing. On the stage, he smiled proudly.
Facing Zhou Hongyong's pretentious words, Zhao Jiuge had no expression or interest in responding. He just silently took out the 'Big Dipper Sword' that exuded silver light.
Although I despise Zhou Hongyong in my heart, I have to say that Zhou Hongyong is stronger than me. Although they are both in the early stage of the spiritual elixir realm, Zhou Hongyong is much more sophisticated than me in terms of experience and understanding of sword intent, so the situation is not good for me. Very optimistic.
However, Zhao Jiuge has always been a person who does not give up easily. It is precisely because of this that this determination has allowed the mountain boy to reach this point now.
The spiritual power is running, and the momentum of the whole body is exuding changes and rising continuously. The handsome black brocade robe is automatically moving without wind, and the fluorescence of the treasure "Big Dipper Sword" in the hand is also constantly flowing, getting more and more... The brighter.
Zhao Jiuge doesn't pay attention to gentlemanly manners. He believes in striking first to gain the upper hand, so when the competition begins, he doesn't talk nonsense to Zhou Hongyong. Instead, he seizes the opportunity and uses his spiritual power to build momentum for himself.
He stepped forward with his left foot, his body slightly stretched like a shrimp, and he held the "Big Dipper Sword" in his right hand with the tip of the sword facing downwards and the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, constantly emitting a soft buzzing sound.
The whole person's eyes were fixed on Zhou Hongyong's every move opposite him. His whole body tensed up and his spiritual power was constantly rolling. Zhao Jiuge was ready to react at any time.
Facing Zhou Hongyong, who had condensed the elixir a few years before him, Zhao Jiuge had to be so cautious. Besides, Zhao Jiuge was a cautious person by nature and always considered things in advance.
Following Zhao Jiuge's continuous movements, the crowd watching around him exuded excited shouts, because the show that had been waiting for so long was finally about to begin!
Zhou Hongyong also looked at Zhao Jiuge's gorgeous movements with disdain, not hiding the sarcasm expressed by the curved corners of his mouth.
What's the use of being flashy? A real duel is a matter of one thought. Since you have to strike first, you shouldn't give others a chance to react. At first glance, Zhao Jiuge is a rookie with little actual combat experience.
With contempt and disdain for Zhao Jiuge in his heart, Zhou Hongyong immediately sneered and took action. Seeing both of them starting to take action, the atmosphere around them became even more heated.
"Buzzing..."
A crisp buzz sounded amidst the noisy discussion and cheers.
All he could see was dark yellow ripples of spiritual power surging around Zhou Hongyong's chest, spreading out around his body.
Then he saw a dark yellow slender flying sword suspended in the void in front of him. This was his natal flying sword, the middle-grade spiritual weapon 'Runliu'.
As soon as this spiritual weapon flying sword was released, the sharp-eyed disciples discovered that the flying sword in Zhao Jiu Ge was still a treasure. There was a gap from the beginning, which made those disciples who were optimistic about Zhou Hongyong laugh at Zhao Jiu Ge even more unscrupulously.
Zhao Jiuge's face was also a little ugly. His natal flying sword was still being refined by Ou Yezi. If it was refined, it should not be worse than Zhou Hongyong's natal flying sword. If he started betting on the capital more than a month later, Zhao Jiuge's confidence would be A huge increase. Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.
As soon as 'Running' appeared, Zhou Hongyong's whole aura changed. He quickly grabbed his own flying sword with his right hand, and the green robe on his body was already whirring violently.
Zhou Hongyong glanced at Zhao Jiuge coldly, and said silently in his heart, boy, let me teach you what the power of thunder is when making a move!
Immediately, he clenched the 'Ben Liu' in his right hand and suddenly the spiritual light blazed brightly, blooming with a dazzling yellow light. Then he raised the sword, condensed the sword energy, and performed the Xuantian Sword Art. The sharp sword energy was released as soon as he took action.
However, when Zhou Hongyong made a move, Zhao Jiuge, who had been on guard, immediately reacted. He also looked at Zhou Hongyong deeply, and began to feel a little disdainful in his heart.
It's the same old move as last time, Xuantian Sword Jue
"Boom!"
A violent noise spurted out, causing the noisy sounds around him to suddenly stop. The disciples around him looked at Zhao Jiuge who made the noise with some astonishment.
The violent golden torrent swept through Zhao Jiuge's body. After a moment, Zhao Jiuge was like a man wearing golden armor, full of thickness. As soon as he made a move, he activated the Sanskrit Holy Body to the extreme.
Don't worry about victory, worry about defeat first.
When the Sanskrit Holy Body that impressed Zhou Hongyong deeply appeared, Zhou Hongyong was shocked. He had experienced the domineering power of the Sanskrit Holy Body last time, and he subconsciously thought about what kind of body protection magic it was, so powerful.
At this time, the sword technique emitted by Zhou Hongyong had already arrived in front of Zhao Jiuge.
Zhao Jiuge's pupils narrowed slightly. I saw the silver sword energy spurting out and exuding a sharp aura, criss-crossing, sometimes like a desolate and misty night rain, exuding a sad *.
Sometimes it is like the autumn wind under the setting sun outside the Great Wall, rolling the yellow sand in the desert, revealing the meaning of desolation, making people cry like complaining.
When the sword energy exuding a sharp aura spurted out, the light curtain on the stone platform simultaneously rippled, like countless raindrops falling on a calm lake.
This layer of light curtain plays a protective role, preventing the attacks on the stone platform from being emitted and affecting the people watching outside.
Zhao Jiuge felt a sneer in his heart when he saw this scene. Xuantian Sword Jue, I can do it this time.
Immediately, Zhao Jiuge's right hand holding the 'Big Dipper Sword' started to move. In an instant, silver sword energy condensed, and then the silver light flew, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the same Xuantian Sword Jue was directed towards Zhou Hongyong.
It's just that Zhao Jiuge's silver sword energy is a little different. The silver sword energy is surrounded by a light gray halo, with a sinister aura, a mixture of sharpness and sinisterness.
Elder Wu, who had been watching the two men's movements from below, suddenly shouted in surprise, "Sword Shaman?"
The tone was full of disbelief, and the expressionless face also had a hint of surprise.