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The final is in full swing. This is a final battle, and it is also full of countless unknowns.
Will Jiang Hanzheng's stunning performance continue, or is it just a flash in the pan? Will Kong Huai be lost, or will he regroup? With this pair of seniors fighting openly and covertly, the other contestants were eclipsed by a lot.
There is only one step away from the finish line, and the prizes of the competition are also quite eye-catching. Although Tianshan has not announced the specifics, everyone knows that it must be unusual, and it will undoubtedly be a magic weapon or panacea that will be of great benefit to the cultivation of monks. The winners will not only get the coveted prizes, but also the title of No. 1 person of their generation.
All kinds of speculation about the finals led to the emergence of gambling. The disciples privately set up a gamble to guess the final winner. The elders of Tianshan also turned a blind eye. tradition over the years.
Before the finals kicked off, the four people selected had already become the most discussed names in the whole sect, and gambling activities about these four people were also in full swing.
The disciples usually have no desires, are diligent in cultivation, and have lived a dull and boring life for hundreds of years. They are naturally eager to try when they have activities, which is understandable. It's just that He Lang, a real person, an elder-level figure, also joins in.
After he learned of this tradition, he came to the booth at the entrance of the arena, immediately looked through the storage bag with him, searched for all the spirit stones inside, and bet all of them on Jiang Hanzheng without hesitation.
Ordinary disciples only bet a few pieces, at most dozens of spirit stones, but he spent a lot of money at once, betting nearly ten thousand spirit stones, and there are thousands of top-grade spirit stones among them.
Such a big handwriting caused a group of disciples who looked down on the platform to look up at the person who was passing by. After finding out that it was the supreme real person, everyone's already surprised faces became even more frightened, and their jaws couldn't even close. They stammered and looked at each other.
The older disciple in charge secretly pinched his thigh, stepped forward and said bravely, "Really? You are... this disciple is panicked."
"Huh? There's no rule that I can't participate, right?" Helang bent his lips and smiled, his friendly tone made the disciples in front of him relax a bit, and he shook his head again and again, welcoming him forward.
There are four people's names on the table, and under each name are some chips representing the value of spirit stones. The number of bets on Kong Huai and Jiang Hanzheng is similar, but Kong Huai is slightly better, after all, his strength Placed there firmly, the powerful image of long-term accident is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
It's just that Helang only bet on Jiang Hanzheng but ignored the other apprentice's behavior, which made a young junior next to him very curious. Looking at the real person in front of him and his pleasing eyebrows, he didn't know where the courage came from, and asked bluntly, "The real person, how about that?" Where's the big brother? Why don't you-"
Before he could say anything, the head disciple's expression changed, and he immediately covered his mouth, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and he glanced nervously at Helang.
On the other hand, Helang smiled, as if he didn't know, waved his hands and left.
In less than half an hour, the big news that the Supreme Master bet nearly 10,000 Lingshi on Jiang Hanzheng spread wildly, causing people to be surprised and envious, and they said, how can anyone be so partial to his disciples
Jiang Han was preparing for the start of the competition at this time, when he heard the news suddenly, he was shocked for a while.
Every time he thinks that his master treats him like this is already excellent, his master can always bring him surprises, how can he be willing to hand him over to his elder brother.
It's just that the master supports him without any scruples, so where does he put the senior brother? How should outsiders guess Senior Brother Yu? He didn't believe that Master had never considered this issue, but Master still did it. It is self-evident what this means.
The master really told him with actions, he really only cares about him.
Jiang Han was holding the Kunwu sword tightly. His enlightened state of mind made his spiritual power flourish, and it overflowed spontaneously from him without using it. The momentum was astonishing. In his eyes, all the opponents around him were no longer competitive.
There is still an hour before the start of the competition, but no matter what, he still wants to see his master again. He only saw him in the early morning, but after a few hours of separation, he couldn't hold back anymore. He was even more clingy than a clingy child. Jiang Hanzheng He spurned himself, but still walked towards the cave without stopping.
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When Jiang Han was strolling back to the cave, he unexpectedly saw Kong Huai's figure, and was slightly startled.
"Why haven't you participated yet?"
Kong Huai's figure froze slightly, and he said softly, "Before I leave, I want to take another look at Master."
"Then you see it now." Helang glanced at him inexplicably, but felt uneasy in his heart.
Who knew that Kong Huai rushed up to him suddenly, pulled him into his arms, and suddenly said for no reason: "Master, Huai'er regretted it."
He lowered his gaze, pursed his lips slightly, and a gloomy aura enveloped his brows and eyes, but the emotion in his eyes was turbulent. He savored the touch of the person in his arms, and kept it deep in his heart.
Helang calmly pushed him, but was hugged even tighter, so he raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What regrets?"
Kong Huai frowned, as if he had fallen into some kind of demon, he was still unwilling to believe that the person in front of him had lost his mind to his own reality, and attributed all this to the result of letting go.
"If I never went down the mountain, would Master still only love me? Wouldn't that person...?"
Helang also frowned, not wanting him to be entangled in this, and his tone was a bit cold, "There are panacea such as bodhi seed and Jiuxiangyulu in the world, but there is no medicine for regret."
Kong Huai didn't want to listen, he only thought paranoidly that he just let go at will, so he got what happened today, so what about today? If he also lets go, will he regret it for the rest of his life
He pinched Helang's wrist with firm eyes, "But this disciple doesn't want to let go, what does Master want me to do?"
After finishing speaking, Kong Huai went all out, stared at the lips of the person in front of him, and mustered up the courage to stick them.
Helang turned his face abruptly, but he held the back of his head firmly, forcibly feeling his flustered kiss.
Slightly sullen in his heart, Helang raised his right hand, intending to use spiritual power to push him away, but another spiritual power knocked Kong Huai away before he could.
Kong Huai was hit by this spiritual power without any precautions, fell back suddenly, and coughed softly while clutching his chest.
Jiang Hanzheng's voice also sounded faintly from behind, with hidden anger, "Brother, please respect yourself."
Kong Huai turned his head abruptly, and met his eyes, only to see a fierce gaze, and there seemed to be a cluster of red fire dancing in his eyes, as if it was going to burn him to death , the person in front of him was strange to him, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Jiang Han was staring at him for a second, sparks shot out in just a moment, but he quickly restrained himself, and then slowly raised a smile, "The secret realm of Jiuwu is about to open, brother, don't miss this opportunity."
Kong Huai blinked fiercely, and stared at Jiang Hanzheng carefully, but there was no flaw, as if everything just now was an illusion, staring at his gentle and harmless smile, he had no choice but to swallow his words In the past, he did not pursue the matter of him hurting himself. After all, it was true that he had evil intentions and was contemptuous of his master.
Jiang Han was turning around to face the master, took a deep breath, his hands trembled slightly, and forcibly suppressed all the emotions that came to his heart.
Helang knew what he was thinking, but the game was approaching, and he didn't want to affect his apprentice on this matter, "If you have anything to do, come back and talk about it, the game first."
Jiang Han was staring at his lips, his eyes were gloomy, and his mouth should be well-behaved, but he stretched out his hand to wipe away the breath of others remaining in the corner of his mouth for the master, as if this would make everything just now never exist.
"The apprentice will leave early and return early, Master is waiting for me..."
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The final competition is very different from every previous competition. In the past, it was sent to all over the world for competitions, but this time, the four last disciples had to go to Jiuwu Secret Realm alone.
The secret place here is opened only once in a hundred years. It is said that it is the place where nine golden crows fell after Hou Yi shot the sun. Because of the abundant yang energy, it has been relied on for thousands of years and has bred countless treasures. In this competition, the first one to get the inheritance in the secret territory is the winner of this competition.
What is different from previous games is the degree of danger. In the secret realm, the sect's teleportation talisman can't work. If you want to leave the secret realm, you can only find the magic circle to enter and exit by yourself, and the real people can no longer spy on their competition and give reminders.
But there are countless strange phenomena in the secret realm, and the spirit beasts and monsters that haunt them, spirit grass and poisonous grass, everything is still unknown. Among them, whether they live or die, break through or become demons depends on their own fortune.
After entering the secret realm, the four of them split up and embarked on their journeys.
It's just that Jiang Hanzheng stopped after being separated from the others for only a stick of incense, and sat on the ground with his hands on his knees, his eyes closed, and he muttered something.
There are many crises here, he is worried that his strength will not be able to overwhelm the heroes again, so he plans to take a risk and borrow some strength from the inner alchemy in his dantian again.
When the seal talisman on the inner alchemy was uncovered, and a large amount of surging spiritual power gushed out, he cheered up and absorbed it eagerly, ignoring the soreness coming from the meridian, gritted his teeth and broke through a small realm, even if such a cultivation level Even Kong Huai couldn't reach it, Jiang Hanzheng finally stopped, thinking that he had the chance to win.
The only bad thing is that this power can be released, but it is difficult to take it back. Jiang Hanzheng used the sealing talisman quickly, which barely calmed him down.
Jiang Han was sweating on the corner of his forehead, took a deep breath, and before he could relax, a difficult situation appeared again.
The excessive fluctuation of this spiritual power has also attracted a group of spirit beasts that are extremely sensitive to spiritual power. They are covered in snow-white fur, like snow wolves. Ten white-haired spirit beasts surrounded Jiang Hanzheng.
He took his time and looked at the group of spirit beasts carefully. He remembered that the master said that this kind of spirit beast is called the white mane beast. It is aggressive and extremely precious. It can be used as medicine all over its body. It is the master's favorite. Meditation spices are made from their inner alchemy.
Jiang Hanzheng has just improved his cultivation level, and although these white-maned beasts are not to be underestimated, they are still like ants in his eyes at this moment.
The white-maned beasts are afraid of fire, and Jiang Hanzheng possesses the spiritual power of the five elements. When he used the fire spiritual power with his left hand, several fireballs shot in all directions, and the white-maned beasts lost their momentum just now. They ran around and howled. Pretend to escape.
Jiang Han was following quickly, refusing to give up.
Even in the Tianshan Mountains, the supply of meditation incense made from the inner alchemy of the white-maned beast is not much. These white-maned beasts were looking for their own doom, and he was about to grab them and put them in the storage bag, and bring them to Master as trophies, so how could he let them go.
Jiang Hanzheng was chasing after him, and the white-maned beasts were strong and strong. Without a stick of incense, Jiang Hanzheng was one mile away from the entrance. The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the light disappeared. Jiang Hanzheng followed them and jumped into it. into a cave.
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