And the power in this fight isn’t very strong, just at the Peak of the Martial Battle Realm.
"It seems, it really is a wager battle."
Sikong Jing chuckled and then sat down cross-legged, as it wasn’t related to him.
He continued to consolidate his True Qi, knowing that he had just harvested the ridians of the Absolute Night Demon Wolf in the second Great Realm of the Emperor Martial Stage.
As for the "Absolute Night Nianqing Technique", there was no way for the ti being, unless he obtained sothing new again.
While Sikong Jing was cultivating, the first wager match ended, followed by the second one... And this second match was slightly closer to Sikong Jing, already happening inside the manor.
Then ca the third match, the fourth, the fifth... until the sixth match.
The courtyard where Sikong Jing was located beca increasingly close, every wager match advanced by one courtyard, and by the sixth match, it was extrely close, right outside the walls of Sikong Jing’s courtyard.
And when the sixth match ended, suddenly with a "boom", Sikong Jing’s courtyard was abruptly filled with two terrifying icy auras, belonging to the Wunian Saint Sect and Beiming Hanshan.
In the next mont, swish swish swish...
Figures landed in the courtyard, standing on the two opposing sides.
Among them, closer to the center of the courtyard, was Renyou leading the Wunian Fox Sect experts, while on the other side was an elder with a face full of wrinkles.
This person was the Cold Soul Old Ghost who had just fought with the Absolute Night Demon Wolf.
After the two sides landed, they coldly confronted each other.
And after a mont of confrontation, the Cold Soul Old Ghost’s gaze slowly shifted to the Absolute Night Demon Wolf.
Imdiately, he couldn’t help but sneer: "Although I miscalculated earlier, not expecting that Wanbing City’s Wunian Fox Sect has the presence of this Demon Wolf beast, we still have to win."
After saying that, he disregarded the Absolute Night Demon Wolf and contemptuously looked at Renyou.
"There’s still the last wager battle, if the Martial Battle Realm disciple you send out can’t stop our disciple, you must send a hundred heads, plus a hundred disciples for us to play with."
"To pay the price for killing one of my core disciples last ti."
Upon hearing these words, Renyou’s already icy face turned even colder, teeth grinding continuously.
Beiming Hanshan ca knocking because Renyou inadvertently killed one of their core disciples last ti. If there was no Absolute Night Demon Wolf overseeing, the Cold Soul Old Ghost would have directly slaughtered his way in.
At that ti, blood would flow like rivers in the Wunian Fox Sect.
The Cold Soul Old Ghost wasn’t just a Side Elder stationed in Wanbing City by Beiming Hanshan, but a core figure of their sect.
In Beiming Hanshan, his status was far higher than Renyou’s in the Wunian Saint Sect.
And now because the Absolute Night Demon Wolf was overseeing, it turned into a wager battle...
The contents of the wager battle were: sending seven Martial Battle Realm disciples for a seven-battle-four-win match, advancing one courtyard gate per match.
Until the last central courtyard.
Of course, if Wunian Fox Sect wins four matches early, they wouldn’t need to enter the last courtyard, Beiming Hanshan would leave in disgrace, and the core disciple from last ti would indeed die in vain.
But now, the battles ahead are three wins and three losses, coming down to the last decisive match.
Therefore, they arrived at the central courtyard here.
Looking at the expressions of Renyou and others, the Cold Soul Old Ghost sneered repeatedly: "Your strongest card has already been played earlier, while our strongest in the Martial Battle Realm hasn’t made a move yet; you are bound to lose."
As his words fell, a Beiming Hanshan disciple stepped forward, sneering: "Fourth Grade Battle Body Liu Weng, please teach ."
Because this wager battle involved seven Martial Battle Realm disciples, and all of them were external disciples in Wanbing City sent by the two major forces.
Thus, the Fourth Grade Battle Body was their strongest card.
As the Cold Soul Old Ghost ntioned, Wunian Fox Sect had already played their Fourth Grade Battle Body card in the sixth match.
Now, they virtually had no one left to use; even a Third Grade Battle Body couldn’t defeat Liu Weng.
If they couldn’t win, they had to abide by the wager’s terms and deliver a hundred heads plus a hundred female disciples.
Renyou couldn’t accept this!
A hundred heads might not be a major issue, but a hundred female disciples being played with was a huge matter.
Though the Wunian Saint Sect was heartless, they didn’t care about disciples’ lives but very much cared about their reputation...
However, the Cold Soul Peak Master had already publicized this wager battle; there were even hidden spectators around the manor. Though the Wunian Saint Sect was ruthless, they could not completely disregard face and tear up the wager.
Otherwise, they would be unable to move a step in Wanbing City.
And if they lost like this, Renyou would definitely suffer punishnt from the Wunian Saint Sect; she would be sentenced to death.
Gritting her teeth, Renyou suddenly said: "Cold Soul Old Ghost, our Yin Henzi Yin Zhunzun is in Wanbing City at this very mont."
To protect everyone, she decided to use Yin Henzi to suppress the Cold Soul Old Ghost.
However... Puff!
The Cold Soul Old Ghost couldn’t help but laugh aloud: "I’ve heard, isn’t this just the Absolute Night Demon Wolf mount of Yin Henzi? But even if Yin Henzi were present, so what? We are engaged in a fair wager battle."
"Does your Yin Zhunzun intend to tear up the wager?"
Though Beiming Hanshan has not historically produced Holy Martial Stage strongn, their current strength is not inferior to Wunian Saint Sect.
They are absolutely unafraid of Yin Henzi; this fair and just wager battle makes them all the more fearless.
Renyou’s face turned crazy with change upon hearing this, her fists tightly clenched... she really had no option.
Just then, a female disciple with a pale face stepped forward and said: "Fox General, I’ll fight."
Twitching the corners of her mouth, the female disciple before her was already the most formidable among all the remaining Martial Battle Realm. There was indeed nobody else.
But she couldn’t possibly win!
In the end, Renyou still had to nod helplessly, even if a loss was inevitable; she had to complete the final wager battle.
At this nearly hopeless mont, a faint male voice sounded: "May I help?"
As the voice fell, everyone slightly trembled and turned to the source of the voice.
Then, including Renyou and the Cold Soul Old Ghost, everyone saw Sikong Jing, who had been sitting next to the Absolute Night Demon Wolf, standing with a smile, having just spoken.
The Cold Soul Old Ghost’s eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted: "Not a disciple of Wunian Saint Sect, then shut up and stay quiet."
He didn’t want any unexpected occurrences, and Sikong Jing visibly wasn’t a disciple of Wunian Saint Sect, because their disciples were either female or eunuch-like individuals such as Yin Henzi and Yin Shi.
Additionally, individuals like Yin Henzi were very few.
Here, Renyou’s brows furrowed slightly and she quickly looked at the Absolute Night Demon Wolf...
Unfortunately, the Absolute Night Demon Wolf similarly showed no response.
It didn’t know what Sikong Jing intended, but its eyes were filled with vigilance, afraid that Sikong Jing might want to use Beiming Hanshan to escape.
Still, their relationship had been quite good these days, as long as Sikong Jing didn’t move out of its sight, it didn’t mind.
If he could help Wunian Fox Sect, that would be good.
At this mont, Sikong Jing looked back at the Cold Soul Old Ghost and gently said: "Who says I’m not a disciple of Wunian Saint Sect?"
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