The Art of the Great Sword

Chapter 217 I bet on myself!

As more and more geniuses came from all directions, the venue was about to be overcrowded. Everyone came with a strong enthusiasm, hoping to see a peak showdown.

This is a grand event for the entire East Continent, and it is also a chance for all geniuses to prove themselves. If they are strong enough, they can stand out at the Longmen Conference and soar to the sky.

The True Dragon Alliance and the Taoist Sect, the two transcendental organizations, all came to the scene, the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Sword Dynasty, the Red Moon Dynasty, the Fire Family, the Willow Clan...

There are so many strong people, countless!

The people in charge of the judgment this time are several old men. They come from various forces and fundamentally prevent the occurrence of shady dealings, leaving no room for even secret operations.

Maybe you can buy off one person, but you can never buy off all of them.

"Look, Jiang Qu!"

"I've heard that he has a terrifying talent and is a rare unicorn in the Sword Dynasty. This time, I'm afraid it will bring a strong shock to the world!"

"That's for sure, but I still think more of Lu Ningwei. You are not from the Great Zhou Dynasty, so you naturally don't know her name."

"Yes, of course, why don't you know? Lu Ningwei's master is from the Liu clan. He must have taught her all the powerful skills. This Longmen Conference is her chance to soar to the sky!"

"I still think more of Han Yin. If you underestimate him because he has been dormant for many years, you will die miserably."

Everyone spoke up.

"Come on, bet on it. Each popular player has its own corresponding odds. Get rich overnight today!"

"I bet on Jiang Qu!"

"I bet on Su Xiaoyu!"

"Get out of the way, Han Yin will win!"

Many people rushed over and started betting on the dealer.

Every time there is a major competition, there will be a group of dealers around. You can place bets with them. In fact, it is not for winning money, but to get more participation when watching other people's competitions.

If the players you bet on keep winning, you will make more money while you are happy.

It is such a simple logic!

Xia Yan rubbed his hands, and he was a little moved. He walked up to the dealer and said, "What are the odds of Fang Qingyang and Su Xiaoyu?"

"Fang Qingyang? His odds of winning the championship are 1 to 22, and Su Xiaoyu's are 1 to 15."

The dealer took a look at the odds list and explained.

Fang Qingyang, this kid, has such high odds. It seems that his hunting of alien geniuses in the forbidden area has not spread to the point where everyone knows... Xia Yan pondered. In fact, even if it is spread, people will still not believe it.

As for Su Xiaoyu, her odds are also very high, which is normal, because people don't know her at all, so they don't know how powerful she is.

As for the popular players in the dealer's list, the Liu family and the Huo family are the main ones.

These two forces are very powerful in the entire Dongzhou, so it is not surprising to give such odds.

The most people buy these two families.

"I buy one hand of Fang Qingyang, and then buy ten hands of Su Xiaoyu!"

Xia Yan's eyes are burning. Fang Qingyang is encouragement, and buying Su Xiaoyu is the purpose.

The dealer looked at Xia Yan with pity. He said that having money is not so corrupt. These two people have no chance of winning the championship.

But he still bet on Xia Yan.

Don't let me down, Miss Su... Xia Yan prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Su Xiaoyu's talent would burst out and win the Longmen Conference.

After buying, Xia Yan returned to Su Luochuan and saw him looking at everyone betting expressionlessly. He became interested for a while, "Elder Su, who did you buy?"

In Xia Yan's view, Su Luochuan had to buy Su Xiaoyu anyway. This is his own sister, so he should support her at least.

"I didn't buy from anyone."

Su Luochuan shook his head, and before Xia Yan could speak, he said calmly, "I opened the market."

Xia Yan's eyes almost popped out, and he looked up quickly. There were more than ten dealers in the field, shouting and asking people to come and buy.

"Yes, they are all my people."

Su Luochuan looked calm.

Xia Yan had nothing to say, and after a long time, he bowed, "Elder Su is awesome."

I was still struggling with who to buy and who to bet on, but Elder Su opened the market directly. So many dealers were all under his command. How much money did he make from this wave?

No wonder people often say that Elder Su is a man with terrifying talent and a good business mind. Back then, he created a sword technique with strong strength, which made many opponents afraid. When he participated in a competition, he asked his men to ask each opponent with this set of sword techniques one by one, and sold the sword techniques to them privately, making a lot of money through this move.

Those opponents who bought the swordsmanship thought that Su Luochuan's biggest weakness was revealed. They were very happy and studied hard for a long time, waiting to defeat Su Luochuan, but he just changed his swordsmanship.

For ordinary Tianjiao, changing the skills is a very tedious process, which is not easy to do, but Su Luochuan did it. While taking the first place, he also harvested a wave of others.

There are countless similar things, so Su Luochuan has always been like this, with a good business mind, which is why the Su family is confident that he will come to Dongzhou to expand the territory.

While spreading the influence of the Su family, he also holds the real power in the True Dragon Alliance.

Soon, the time for betting passed.

For Su Luochuan, he made a lot of money again this time.

Soon, an old man stood up and explained the rules of the Dragon Gate Conference. It was very simple. The regions would be divided according to the number of geniuses who came to register for the competition. Two pairs in each region would compete to determine the winner.

There are a total of eight regions. According to this rule, one of the strongest will be born in each region, and then these people will be the final eight.

After the quarterfinals, they will continue to compete until a winner is determined.

Many geniuses came forward to receive cards from their hands.

Fang Qingyang looked down at his hand and found that it was area No. 3, so he walked toward that area with his head held high.

"What a coincidence, Fang Qingyang."

A figure walked towards him, with a ferocious look in his eyes, looking at Fang Qingyang as if he were looking at a dead person.

It was Han Yin.

And the card in his hand was surprisingly also in area three.

This means that as long as the two people are not eliminated early, they will inevitably encounter each other.

Once they meet, new and old hatreds will add up, and it will definitely be an unforgettable fight.

"pity."

Lu Ningwei looked at her No. 7 hand and shook her head slightly.

If she can be paired with Fang Qingyang in the first round, she can kill him without even waiting for the finals.

In area three, prodigies kept coming.

According to a rough estimate, there are at least thirty or forty people!

There are thirty or forty people in each area, a total of eight areas, and a total of about three hundred people. This is already the top talent among the princes in Dongzhou.

Although I dare not say everything, there must be geniuses who are not interested in fighting. Not all geniuses will choose to come during this period, but they can definitely represent the majority!

"Your fate is bad."

Fang Qingyang looked at Han Yin, with a flash of pity in his eyes, "Meeting me will mean that your life will end here. It's really... a pity!"

Han Yin's face was cold and solemn, and he said word by word, "Fang Qingyang, you are so confident that you are ridiculously confident. Do you think you are my opponent, or do you think you will win?"

"No, you are the one who is confident. Sikong Teng and Su Chen were once as arrogant as you. They felt that they were arrogant and could crush everything. As a result, you also saw that they all died."

Fang Qingyang seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Apart from the necessary battle, there was another reason between him and Han Yin. As disciples of Ye Qingcang and Jiang Ding, the conflict between them was obvious.

Although Fang Qingyang had proven himself in the Tianjiao battle, the Dragon Gate Conference had a higher standard, and Han Yin was Jiang Ding's most proud disciple.

Being able to kill him in this battle will definitely make Old Man Ye feel proud.

Thinking like this, Fang Qingyang turned back to look at Old Man Ye.

He was sitting in his seat, looking lazy, but after seeing Fang Qingyang and Han Yin grouped together, old man Ye had a look of amusement on his face.

Very interesting.

Jiang Ding put his hands behind his back, a look of worry flashed across his brows. He didn't want Han Yin to meet Fang Qingyang too early. Even though he was full of confidence in Han Yin, Fang Qingyang's performance in the forbidden area inevitably made him worried.

"What are you thinking about?"

Liu Mu walked up from the side and gently held Jiang Ding's hand, "Your eldest disciple is very strong. Are you worried that he can't defeat Fang Qingyang?"

"This kid Fang Qingyang makes me a little confused."

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice, "Murong Jiu was covering for Fang Qingyang when he said he had awakened his talent for practicing magic. It was Fang Qingyang who really awakened his talent for practicing magic. Coupled with his proficient physique and swordsmanship, he was clearly a master. ...The genius of the third level of body and sword cultivation!"

Liu Mu's expression changed slightly. She had never expected this outcome. Fang Qingyang was not very outstanding in Tianhuo Sect back then, so she did not pay much attention to him.

There was only one person who really stood out, and that was Lu Ningwei. After she showed off her talent, she grew up very quickly. Later, she cut off all relations with Fang Qingyang. After being distracted, her level continued to rise.

"No matter how strong he is, Lu Ningwei is the eternal new star that our Liu clan is looking for. Even if Han Yin can't deal with him, Lu Ningwei will kill Fang Qingyang in this Dragon Gate Conference."

Liu Mu nestled her head in Jiang Ding's arms and said softly, "Husband, please relax, this kid doesn't have extraordinary abilities yet."

Jiang Ding nodded, and he couldn't help but sigh. It would be best if this was the case, but things often don't develop in the direction he wants. Even he himself can't tell what will happen next.

Soon, all the geniuses participating in the competition had divided their areas. They held cards in their hands and stood in their own areas, observing the people around them.

"Now that the regional division has ended, everyone will look for their opponents based on their own cards. The rounds will be marked above."

On the high platform, the old man spoke again.

Immediately afterwards, the cards in everyone's hands began to glow.

Fang Qingyang felt as if his hand was attracted by a force. He followed this force to find it. After taking a few steps, he happened to see a figure walking towards him.

The two sides looked at each other and realized that this was their opponent.

"It's you, Fang Qingyang."

A flash of shock flashed in the man's eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "I am a member of the Sword Dynasty. I have witnessed your performance during the Tianjiao battle."

Fang Qingyang smiled slightly and said nothing.

He didn't know the other party, but judging from the other party's attitude, he didn't have a strong killing intention towards him. This might be just an ordinary game.

The cards in their hands showed a golden light, and a four-character was integrated into it. It was obvious that this was informing both sides of the round of the competition.

The fourth round was a battle between the two.

Eight areas, eight battles going on at the same time.

Calculated at this rate, this Dragon Gate Conference will last about three days.

In fact, even if such a grand event lasts for ten and a half months, let alone three days, the enthusiasm of the audience will not diminish.

The only people who can come here to watch the battle are monks. If they are hungry, they can just take a pill to fill their stomach. They don't care about their physical needs.

Moreover, the closer you get to the back, the more talented the performance becomes!

Fang Qingyang looked at the two people in his area who were engaged in the first battle. They were all at the ninth level of the magical power realm, and their strength was absolutely impressive. When they collided with each other, anyone could feel the pressure coming towards them.

The strength is not bad, but in my opinion, everything is nothing more than this, maybe because my current combat power is far beyond this level... Fang Qingyang thought, he is the eighth level of the magical power realm, maybe the only magical power in the audience The eighth level of the realm.

The requirements of the Dragon Gate Conference are extremely high. If you are not strong enough, it will be embarrassing to come. Therefore, every monk who comes to participate is at the ninth level of the supernatural power realm and is only one step away from becoming a prince.

After all, this is the genius that covers the entire Dongzhou. Dongzhou has a large population, so it is normal for so many ninth-level magical powers to be born.

Soon, the first battle in area three ended.

The other two people couldn't wait to come on the stage. Both sides saw the strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes, and they killed each other as soon as they came without saying a word.

These are two physical exercises!

The combat of physical training is always so plain and boring.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two bodies collided with each other many times, and the crushing force that burst out made everyone feel terrified.

Every time there was a collision, a huge bell seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Any monk whose Qi and blood are not strong enough will have his eardrums pierced and his mind trembled by this vibrating sound.

Eventually, one person gained the upper hand and beat the other man black and blue.

The game ends as the man throws in the towel.

In the third round, Han Yin faced off against a genius from the Sky Fire Sect.

There was no suspense in the ending. Han Yin's sword was extremely sharp and his strikes were as fast as lightning. After all, the Fire Sect's genius came from a small place that day and was much weaker than Han Yin. He didn't even put up any decent resistance under his sword and was killed. beat.

The realm is just a foundation. The truly gifted geniuses who are both at the ninth level of the magical power realm and the ordinary geniuses from small places are completely different concepts.

They can't even be compared together.

After Han Yin won his game, he looked at Fang Qingyang from a distance, with a disdainful sneer on his lips, and then raised his hand to make a cutting gesture at his neck.

Fang Qingyang looked indifferent and didn't care about it.

At the beginning of the fourth round, Fang Qingyang and his opponent walked onto the stage. The opponent was obviously well prepared for this battle. From the beginning, he shouted at his opponent Qingyang to launch an offensive method.

The sword energy flashed vertically and horizontally, slashing through the air, and every beheading was accompanied by a tooth-wrenching sound.

Fang Qingyang dodged lightly, and the other party's face looked a little ugly. He knew there would be a gap between him and Fang Qingyang, but he didn't expect the gap to reach such an extent.

No matter how he strikes, there seems to be a ravine between the two sides, but they can't touch each other, as if they are thousands of miles apart.

After the opponent almost used all his methods, Fang Qingyang shook his head slightly, raised his hand and punched the opponent in the chest, with just the right amount of force to send him flying dozens of meters.

He clutched his chest, his expression extremely ugly, but when he carefully examined his injuries, he realized that Fang Qingyang had been merciful.

Otherwise, this punch would be enough to break his heart.

He was both surprised and scared in his heart, the difference was obvious.

"I lost."

The man held up his hand and said, "Your fighting power is really strong. Back then, when I was watching the battle below, I experienced the terror of your swordsmanship. This time, you are more able to deal with me. I have to continue to practice hard!"

"Concession."

Fang Qingyang smiled.

The real geniuses all seemed relaxed and simple in the first round of competition, like strolling in the courtyard, such as Fang Qingyang, Su Xiaoyu, Han Yin, Jiang Qu, etc.

After Fang Qingyang came out, he took the opportunity to watch the battles in other areas. By coincidence, Wei Qingxuan and Chen Xingzhi were assigned to area No. 4 next to them.

Su Xiaoyu is in Area 8, Fang Chen and Zhou Tai are in Area 5, and Song Rushan is in Area 1.

The most surprising thing was that Fang Qingyang also saw Zhang Baoxuan, but he didn't expect that his own realm had also been promoted to the ninth level of the supernatural realm.

However, Zhang Baoxuan's talent is not strong enough and he is not considered a top talent. It will definitely be difficult for him to get a ranking when he comes to participate in the Dragon Gate Conference.

It’s also good for exercising yourself!

In Area 3, in addition to Han Yin, there were two other members of the True Dragon Alliance. Fang Qingyang could not name them, but the two sides had just fought side by side in the forbidden area before.

"Fang Qingyang."

A soft voice came from his ear, Fang Qingyang looked around and found that the other person was Tang Yueyue.

"Miss Tang."

Fang Qingyang smiled and said, "What a coincidence, are you also in the third area?"

"What a coincidence, I'm assigned to the same team as you. I'm sure there's no chance of qualifying."

A flash of nostalgia flashed in Tang Yueyue's beautiful eyes, "I haven't seen you for so long. I didn't expect that you are getting stronger and stronger. The last time I heard about you was when the Fang family discovered the Tianling Vein. I heard that your Fang family has finally risen... ....”

“It’s all come step by step.”

Fang Qingyang shook his head, looking a little helpless, "I couldn't survive in the Sword Dynasty anymore, and I was targeted in various ways, so I had to leave without saying goodbye. I hope Miss Tang won't take offense."

"What's there to be surprised about?"

Tang Yueyue rolled her eyes, "Finally, after the Dragon Gate Tournament, do you have time? I would like to... invite you to drink tea and discuss Taoism together."

This is what monks say. For ordinary people, they can only say "I'll treat you to a meal", which seems awkward and boring, but monks can say "Let's have a cup of tea and discuss Taoism" and instantly become taller.

"I... it's hard to say."

Fang Qingyang looked sincere, "After the Dragon Gate Conference, there will definitely be a lot of things..."

"If it's okay, I'll treat you to tea, okay?"

Tang Yueyue always insisted, but in fact, her pretty face was a little red, and her ears were even hotter.

"good."

This time, Fang Qingyang did not refuse.

The game continued, and half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

Since the first few rounds of competition were very fast, there were only eight people left in each area, and the number of geniuses in the field dropped sharply from 300 to 64.

"The top eight in each region have been decided, and there will be a short break. The game will continue in two hours."

The old man gave the verdict.

After the battle, everyone needs to rest and recuperate before facing the next battle. This is also a rule set up to ensure the excitement of the Dragon Gate Conference.

"Ah, I'm so annoyed. I was eliminated in the first round."

Zhang Baoxuan saw Fang Qingyang from a distance. He walked all the way to Fang Qingyang with a smile on his face, "I can only say that there are so many geniuses in Dongzhou, and there are others, so even a being as amazing and talented as me can only stop there. in the first round.”

"Yes, at least your self-confidence has not been affected."

Fang Qingyang smiled. Zhang Baoxuan's character was still the same, optimistic and cheerful.

No matter what kind of setbacks he encounters, he will deal with them with a smile.

"Although I lost, you must win. Let me tell you quietly, I have put all my wealth on you. If you can win, I will become rich instantly!"

Zhang Baoxuan grabbed Fang Qingyang's arm and said, "We are all brothers. I just ask you to perform well and strive to win first place!"

"I'll try."

Fang Qingyang smiled and said, "It's a pity that I can't suppress myself, otherwise I would give it a try."

"I can go to custody on your behalf."

Zhang Baoxuan winked, "But you must not get caught."

"Okay, I have a low-grade prince's spiritual weapon here, as well as ten pills. You can press on it."

Fang Qingyang didn't dare to really give up all his net worth, as that would inevitably lower the odds, but he wouldn't make much.

A prince's spiritual weapon and ten pills.

If I can make it to the end, the odds alone will be more than 20 times, which will make me happy.

Those are more than twenty low-grade princes’ spiritual weapons!

"good."

Zhang Baoxuan happily went to place a bet.

Fang Qingyang has no shortage of spiritual weapons. He owns more than a hundred magical swords, but some of them are not at the level of magical swords.

He wants to use the Prince-level magic sword to eliminate the magical sword. Once upgraded, the power of his Ten Thousand Sword Art will be greatly improved.

other side.

Su Luochuan said to Su Xiaoyu, "Do you want to win first place?"

"I don't know if I can, but I'll give it a try."

Su Xiaoyu clenched her fists and was eager to give it a try. This period of seclusion was very effective, but whether she could beat others still had to be seen on the spot.

"The Liu Clan has sent two geniuses this time, namely Liu Jinkun and Liu Hong. Both of them are very strong. They are considered to be the first level among the Liu Clan."

Su Luochuan said lightly, "The real geniuses of the Liu Clan have all been promoted to the princely realm because they could not suppress it, and therefore lost the qualification to participate in the Dragon Gate Conference. Therefore, the competitiveness of the Liu Clan this time is not as strong as in previous years. Do you think To win first place, you are completely qualified, it just depends on whether you are willing or not!”