"Tsk." Hearing Hu Tianying’s retort, Zhao Ming shook his head and said, "Just don’t regret it later."
Despite saying that, Zhao Ming turned his head to look at Qi Chuan, his face showing a contemplative expression.
Who would win, Wang Tong or Qi Chuan?
To be honest, he couldn’t guarantee it right now.
The flying sword Qi Chuan summoned that day also left a deep impression in his mind.
However, he had nothing to lose, sitting steady like a fisherman, regardless of who won or lost, he wouldn’t suffer a loss.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhao Ming’s lips again.
Just as the smile appeared, he noticed an additional resource in front of him.
Seeing the resource, Zhao Ming turned his head in surprise to look at Feng Tan beside him, because this resource was precisely presented by the latter.
But who was the latter betting on?
"Sect Leader, I’ve discovered that I have quite a connection with Junior Brother Qi Chuan as well."
Feng Tan revealed an uncle-like smile.
Speaking of which, Qi Chuan was from the Inner Talisman Hall, which was under his managent.
Moreover, he had once fought alongside Qi Chuan in Nanhua State, slaying the Golden Silkworm.
The Divine Soul Secret Technique Qi Chuan used that day also left a deep impression in his mind.
"Ah, Junior Brother Feng Tan, you too... both of you truly are..."
Zhao Ming couldn’t help but hold his forehead, showing an expression of why are you both selflessly contributing resources for nothing.
However, the subsequent actions of Qu Xuanlei and Guan Yunyun were rather normal.
Both of them also wagered resources, and both bet on Wang Tong.
Qu Xuanlei had a relatively good understanding of Wang Tong’s strength and was willing to trust Wang Tong.
As for Guan Yunyun, being the weakest of the three Core Formation Middle Stage cultivators, she was well aware of the real strength differences between cultivators, which often couldn’t be easily bridged by so thods.
Just like herself, despite many tricks, she still couldn’t defeat the stronger Feng Tan and Hu Tianying.
She believed Qi Chuan’s situation was similar to hers.
Although he might have so thods, he had just broken through and his foundation in all aspects was too weak, definitely no match for soone like Wang Tong, an experienced Core Formation Early Stage powerhouse.
"Two to two, very good, very fair. Let’s see which two junior brothers or sisters will lose their resources next." Zhao Ming said with a light laugh, standing with hands behind his back.
"Hmph, of course, you won’t lose resources, you’re the banker, so you rake in a fixed percentage..." Guan Yunyun muttered.
The light smile on Zhao Ming’s face didn’t fade, pretending not to hear.
...
"Senior Brother Wang Tong, I ask for your guidance." Qi Chuan hovered in the void, lifted his eyes, and looked toward the shining bald head in the distant void, clasping his fist.
"I’ve finally co up against Junior Brother Qi Chuan. I admire your courage, Qi Chuan. If you can’t hold on later, just say stop. I’m always careful with my strikes." Wang Tong waved his hand.
However, his eyes rose with intense battle intent, which was his usual character, never being careless or contemptuous, no matter if the opponent was strong or weak.
Moreover, as the youngest newly promoted Core Formation Early Stage in the Immortal Sect, he was also curious to see Qi Chuan’s skills.
As an unfamiliar Core Formation True Master, it piqued his interest sowhat.
"Well then, Senior Brother Wang Tong, excuse ."
With Qi Chuan’s words, he wasted no ti and acted imdiately.
He opened his mouth, and a faint indigo light shot out. Within that light, a small sword shadow flickered, spreading a sharp aura, piercing through the void.
"Flying sword?"
"Tier Three Lower Grade Flying Sword?!"
Seeing the flickering sword shadow within the indigo light, a hint of surprise appeared in Wang Tong’s eyes.
Sword-type treasure and flying sword were decidedly different.
He clearly sensed it was the aura of a Tier Three Lower Grade Flying Sword, and not a weak one at that—not an ordinary quality Tier Three Lower Grade Flying Sword!
"Not good, Sect Leader and the others set up!"
Wang Tong secretly thought it was bad.
Qi Chuan was a sword cultivator, there was no way people in the Immortal Sect didn’t know.
However, up until now, including the Sect Leader, no one had ever told him this information!
Though slightly startled, Wang Tong’s response was fast.
In an instant, he reacted.
Facing a sword cultivator, if he was a step too slow, it could an certain death.
Of course, in a sparring match between sect mbers, Qi Chuan would not harm his life.
But he couldn’t accept the consequence of failing the competition.
Fad for so long, losing to a newly promoted Core Formation Early Stage, how could it be?
Whoosh whoosh!
He opened his mouth, and several beams of magical treasure light shot out.
Moreover, forming seals with both hands, divine technique light erged between his palms.
Clearly, in front of Qi Chuan, showing the prowess of a sword cultivator, he abandoned his dismissive attitude and fought with full strength.
"Junior Brother Wang Tong’s reactions are still quick." From a distance, Zhao Ming smiled faintly.
"Indeed, seeing a sword cultivator unexpectedly without panicking, years of magical combat experience shining through." Qu Xuanlei also nodded. He knew Qi Chuan was a sword cultivator but didn’t tell Wang Tong, even though he bet on Wang Tong.
These few people chatted and laughed.
On the other side, Qi Chuan had completely taken action.
Buzz.
After the indigo light shot out, it grew larger with a quick shake, transforming into a three-foot cyan blade, revealing the Cyan lody Sword’s original form, imposing, with sweeping sword qi, capturing souls.
"Spirit Devouring Sword Qi!"
"Sword Qi Film!"
"Sword Qi Thunder Sound!"
"Refining Sword into Gang!"
Qi Chuan swiftly ford seals with both hands, adding several layers of buffs to the Cyan lody Sword.
Buzz buzz.
The Cyan lody Sword emitted several strange buzzing sounds, with extre sharpness, but carried a hint of devouring intent, as Spirit Devouring Sword Qi surged up from the Cyan lody Sword. Sword qi emitted layer by layer, like a sword qi storm.
Rip!
The tip of the Cyan lody Sword shone dazzlingly, like a space blade, roaring with thunderous sounds, echoing through the sky.
Layers of Sword Gang spread from the Cyan lody Sword’s core, blooming like a cyan lotus, enveloping the Cyan lody Sword within.
Even a layer of Sword Gang appeared over Qi Chuan’s body, forming a film that enveloped him, isolating external forces.
"Go!"
Then, Qi Chuan, with a thought, pinched his fingers together and pointed to the void ahead.
Whoosh!
The Cyan lody Sword trembled slightly, then transford into a faint indigo light, piercing through the void hundreds of feet forward, targeting Wang Tong, as if a fierce Sword Intent enveloped that area of space.
"What an astonishing Sword Dao Divine Techniques!" From afar, Zhao Ming stood with hands behind his back, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but be surprised, exclaiming in admiration.
"No wonder Junior Brother Qi Chuan dared to challenge Junior Brother Wang Tong, he had his ans." Qu Xuanlei nodded as well.
Hu Tianying gazed at the distant scene, also falling into thought.
He recalled taking Qi Chuan to choose cultivation thods, where Qi Chuan chose the Bright King Technique.
It was a bit unclear before.
Now he finally understood.
It turns out Qi Chuan already had a very good Sword Dao cultivation thod, so he chose Body Refining technique.
...
Watching the faint indigo sword light cleave toward him at an astonishing speed, Wang Tong’s skin tightened, imdiately feeling a sense of pressure.
"Zhenyuan Brick!"
He internally roared.
Then, a black magical treasure light in front of him expanded, forming a seventeen-zhang ancient, heavy black brick. The black brick bore nine differently shaped, entwined black mountains.
Under that Zhenyuan Brick, it was unexpectedly smooth, like a mirror, vividly reflecting the scenery of the mountains and rivers below.
Buzz buzz.
In Wang Tong’s Dantian, the Golden Core accelerated rotation, evaporating a large amount of mana.
And that seventeen-zhang Zhenyuan Brick humd, bursting with profound spiritual light, especially the nine differently shaped, entwined black mountains, which actually emitted a type of yellow spiritual light, intertwining with deep and yellow hues, instantly enhancing Zhenyuan Brick’s power to a higher level!
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