City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 532 Gambling
As soon as Elder Giving Sword's words came out, Elder Tong stopped immediately, looked at him mockingly, and said, "What? You're going to admit defeat before you fight?"

Yunmeng Pavilion was single and alone, and it was not impossible for the sword-granting elder to be cowardly before fighting. After all, if there was a real fight and he lost, the Shujie Island would really be wiped out.

At that time, Yimeng Daoist didn't dare to fart a few more!
"Hmph!" The elder granting the sword let out a cold voice, and said in a disdainful tone: "Whoever loses wins, it's not certain! I just don't want to just fight back and forth so boringly. Since you are going up the mountain today, it is ours. Shujie Island, how about we make a bet?"

"Oh? A bet?" Hall Master Yuan was a little surprised, and suddenly became interested, and said, "I like this! Tell me, what kind of bet is it?"

Once people live for too long, they will always have some strange hobbies. As the number one master in the cultivation world, Hall Master Yuan is a person who loves to gamble extremely. He even lost the secret books in his sect. He was willing to gamble and admit defeat. After losing the cheat book to others, he used his own strength to get it back.

Because of this, no one dared to bet against him anymore, and only those who wanted to flatter would deliberately lose to him.

"Since Hall Master Yuan likes it, how about we play a big game? You send someone to fight with me. There are ten suggestions in total, so let's fight ten games. Whoever wins will have the final say!" Elder Sword Master sneered.

"Huh? No, no..." Hall Master Yuan waved his fingers, shaking his head and vetoing it.

"Why? Don't hall master Yuan dare to hit ten?" Elder Jianjian showed a hint of mockery on his face, as if he looked down on everyone in Changsheng hall.

Hall Master Yuan was not angry at all, but replied with a smile: "It's not that I don't dare, but it's not necessary! Sharing Shujie Island is our main purpose of going up the mountain this time. You have to agree no matter what... As for the other things Suggestion, it can be calculated like this!"

"So, Hall Master Yuan has agreed?" A smile appeared on the face of Elder Granting Sword.

"Of course! In addition to the first one, sharing the Shujie Island, there are nine suggestions left. If Elder Xu can defeat the nine elders of our two factions with one against nine, then follow Elder Xu's suggestions. Otherwise, you have to listen to us, how about it?" Hall Master Yuan was also full of confidence, and a shocking gamble was formed in his mouth.

The matter was so important that Elder Sword Master did not dare to agree immediately. He could only look at Master Yi Meng with a questioning look. After seeing the other person nodding in agreement, he nodded and said: "Okay! I agree."

Thus began a gamble concerning the fate of Shujie Island. As the first person to propose a duel, Elder Tong was the first to challenge Elder Giving Sword.

Originally, this kind of major event related to the fate of the three major factions could not be decided in such a playful way.

However, as the initiator of the duel, although Elder Xu was ostensibly representing himself, everyone knew that he was fighting on behalf of Yimeng Daoist, and even represented Yunmeng Pavilion to resist the oppression of the two factions.

On the other side of the gamble, Master Yuan is the undisputed figure among the three major sects. Elder Jian Jian's gamble proposal happened to touch on his itching.

In this regard, even the slightly sensible Chief Tianyi and many elders could not refute it, let alone object to this gamble.

The top three factions appeared together on the square in front of the Yunmeng Hall, standing separately, and in the middle were the two sides of the first duel, Elder Giving Sword and Elder Tong.

This was originally the venue of the Xiumeng Grand Competition. Many of the damaged floors had just been re-paved, and the traces of the destruction were still clearly visible. Unexpectedly, less than three months later, something even more serious would happen here. fierce battle.

The disciples who were originally left on Yunmeng Mountain wanted to come and watch, but they were stopped by the disciples in charge of internal affairs and asked them to go to their own dormitories to retreat. Uncle Master can never get close.

As a result, the number of people in Yunmeng Pavilion finally increased a little, to four people.

However, with Yun Su and Yun Jue's two cultivation bases that have not yet broken through the Golden Core Realm, those elders simply look down on them, they will not take a second look at them, and even treat them as if they don't exist.

The onlookers found their positions, and the two people facing each other in the ring also made their preparations.

Elder Tong, as the former third child Tong, is now the elder of the house of Changshengtang. His cultivation level is also at the top of the Dragon Transformation Realm. When he makes a move, he is a golden sword.

I saw him throwing the sword high, forming a mysterious handprint with both hands, chanting words in his mouth, and then lightly pointed with his right hand, the sword turned into a stream of light and attacked the elder who gave the sword opposite him.

In just a few seconds, Elder Tong's movements were almost done in one go, and in the blink of an eye, a golden light pierced the chest of Elder Giving Sword.

However, the elder who taught the sword was not a vegetarian. When the other party made the action of throwing the sword, he was fully prepared.

The most effective way to deal with Changshengtang's swordsmanship is to block.

At the moment when the golden sword was about to pierce into the chest of the elder who granted the sword, a white glow emerged from the front of his chest, condensing into a white wall of light, with a "ding", blocking the way of the golden sword, Let it get nowhere.

After finishing the block, the sword-granting elder still had the strength to spare, and instantly condensed thousands of famous swords in his heart, lined up with the unique aura of heart swords.

"Jiechen, come to the sword!" Only the elder who granted the sword shouted softly, a black light suddenly appeared in front of him, and then a pitch-black sword came out of thin air.

"Sword volleyed in the air? Is this the highest level of our sect's unique talisman sword technique?" Yun Su and Yun Jue, who were watching the battle, were almost dumbfounded. They looked at the divine sword that came out of thin air and subconsciously looked at it. Meng Zhenren asked.

Both of them have learned the art of Talisman Sword, and speaking of it, Junior Master Yun Jue is even better. Among the many disciples, he is considered the most powerful in this art. However, he has only achieved No Sword on Talisman. , that is, there is no need to draw the sword in advance on the talisman paper, and the sword can be condensed just by meditation in the heart.

In comparison, Yun Su, Yu Qing and other disciples were even worse. They all needed to trace the outline of a sword on the talisman paper before they could use it.

But regarding the highest state of Talisman Sword Art, they have always only heard of its name, but have not seen the reality, and have no chance to see it at all.

Now, with the sword-granting elders of our sect, they finally got their wish and saw the highest level of talisman sword skills, so it is inevitable that they will be a little excited.

(End of this chapter)