The gamblers watching on the mountain couldn't help but be happy. In this way, hehe, he was going to make a decision.

"A bunch of clowns who jumped and dared to be proud. If they met on the battlefield, they would not leave your entire body." On the ring, Wang Shou's sinister face appeared on his sinister look, and he said to the Taichu Sect's men who were silenced.

The Zhenyue Sect suddenly looked proud on their faces, and they looked at the Taichu Cult opposite and started cheering loudly.

"Didn't you scream loudly just now? Why don't you say anything now?"

"Taichu teaches a group of people, but it's not useful."

Faced with these naked mockery, everyone in the Taichu Cult was angry. But if they lost, they would lose. They were willing to accept the loss, and they had nothing to say.

Qin Haoxuan stood in the audience, his eyes deep on Wang Shou's face, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his pupils.

"Master Qin, remember this face, and when you have the chance, beat him hard!" The little fat man Ge Ducan came to Qin Haoxuan and said viciously.

Qin Haoxuan smiled faintly, looked at Wang Shou, and said lightly: "I will definitely beat him up later."

The sound was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the Zhenyue Sect.

Wang Shou was just proud. After hearing this, he looked at the black-haired young man who was talking with a fierce look, and then smiled coldly.

"Boy, just you? If you are not crippled by my Zhenyue Sect later, I will deal with you myself."

"Just based on your words, I will destroy all the Zhenyue Party players on the ring." Qin Haoxuan grinned.

After hearing this, everyone in Zhenyue Sect burst into laughter, obviously taking the words of the black-haired young man as a joke.

"Come on, come and kill me, I'll wait for you."

"Senior brother, this kid will be left to me later..." One of the disciples representing Zhenyue's troops to fight, said in a voice.

Qin Haoxuan shrugged, smiled faintly in the face of the performance of the Zhenyue Sect, and stopped talking. However, his eyes looked at the Huanglong Master beside him.

The Huanglong leader who was beside him, for some reason, rarely lost his usual indifference and looked ugly.

His expression fell into Qingtianzi's eyes opposite, and the latter was filled with joy, with an unconcealed smile on his old face.

"Haha, Lao Huang, who will you send to the second game?" He was proud and directly referred to the word "Huanglong" as "Lao Huang."

"I'll do it!" As soon as Qingtianzi finished speaking, a disciple of Taichu Sect couldn't help but jumped onto the ring.

"It's Senior Brother Feng!"

"I hope Senior Brother Feng can win!"

When the disciples of the Taichu Sect saw the people on the ring, they couldn't help but feel excited. After all, although the senior brother Feng who was on the ring was a little worse than Xing Shan, he was also a good player.

At this time, a figure in Zhenyue Sect jumped onto the ring like lightning.

It carries a faint sound of wind and thunder, with awe-inspiring momentum.

This man is burly, has a gloomy face, and his eyes are shining with cruel and hot light. Every move is full of strong bloody smell.

"Huh?" Seeing this person, Qin Haoxuan frowned slightly and sighed in his heart. I'm afraid that Taichu Sect will lose another game.

Because the person who came was very strong, the gray-seeded disciple of Zhenyue Sect who showed cold teeth to him just now and smiled cruelly.

As soon as he saw this gray disciple coming to the stage, the people from Zhenyue Sect cheered loudly and were filled with joy.

"Senior Brother Zhao, hurry up and bomb the bastards from Taichu Sect to go home to eat breastfeeding."

"Senior Brother Zhao Yulong, I guess you can win in one move."

"The gray-seeded disciples are not comparable to those of the weak-seeded disciples of the Taichu Sect..."

Hearing the words of the Zhenyue Sect, the faces of the Taichu Sect were suddenly shaken - Zhao Yulong? He is also the number one figure in the Youquan Demon Abyss. It is said that the record of killing the demon clan has reached 400, and he is also a gray-seeded disciple. Among the heroes, the heroes are the ones who can rank among the top three in the younger generation of the Zhenyue Sect.

Although Senior Brother Feng is strong, he is a little worse than Zhao Yulong...

Of course, this is just a wishful thinking of everyone in Taichu.

On the ring, Zhao Yunlong made a move with a violent tornado spirit, whistling, and directly smashed the shield that Brother Feng of the Taichu Sect hurriedly sacrificed by the Taichu Sect, and the person was directly knocked off the ring.

He was actually criticized and was defeated in one move.

Brother Feng fell off the ring and was ashamed.

"Master, I have lost two games..." Qin Haoxuan's voice suddenly rang in the mind of Huang Long.

"...No hurry, let these kids exercise and see if there is a sky outside the sky. They have been fighting in the Demon Abyss of Youquan and rarely suffer such setbacks today... Besides, you, the back of the palace...No hurry." The voice of the head of Huang Long responded leisurely.

However, to outsiders, the face of the head of Huang Long became increasingly ugly and he didn't say a word.

Everyone in Taichu Sect was silent, and even the fat little Ge Ducan was a little depressed.

"Master Qin, remember this face, you will teach him a lesson later. His name is Zhao Yunlong, he is a gray-seeded disciple..." Ge Ducan leaned over to Qin Haoxuan again and gritted his teeth and reminded him-he has now completely regarded Qin Haoxuan as his backbone.

Qin Haoxuan still had no expression, just nodded and glanced at Zhao Yulong.

"Well, he will be crippled later." Qin Haoxuan said calmly.

This was heard by the people from Zhenyue Sect. Everyone thought Qin Haoxuan was an idiot and rolled their eyes together.

"The second game...hehe..." On the mountains around the Luanxing Sea, the gamblers who suppressed the Zhenyue Sect smiled happily. They liked to see such a situation so much.

"How is that possible?" Some people also regretted it.

The disciples of Jinxu Palace who were suppressing Qinghong Fairy in the casino also came to watch quietly.

Seeing that Taichu Cult lost two games in a row, his face turned a little green. He really didn't understand why Fairy Qinghong had to suppress Taichu Cult.

Even the rules of the competition are not good for Taichu’s teaching, which is really unpleasant.

"...Taichu Sect, at least you have to win two games. If this continues, the senior sister's spirit stones..." The disciples of Jinxu Palace clenched their hands secretly, and sweat was pouring out from their palms.

At this time, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Haoxuan, the last black-haired young man in the Taichu Sect camp, among the eight disciples who were fighting.

Although he lost two games in a row, Qin Haoxuan's expression did not change at all, and he just stood quietly.

For some reason, this black-haired young man gave the disciples of Jinxu Palace a strange feeling, and a thought flashed in his mind: "Senior sister is very optimistic about this kid, but what if Taichu Cult defeats seven people... is he capable of turning the tide by himself? It is absolutely impossible. There is also a brown immortal species Di Yunlong in Zhenyue Sect..."

For some reason, the disciples of Jinxu Palace calmed down instead. It seemed that Qin Haoxuan's calmness gave him some kind of strength.

The third round begins.

Everyone in the Taichu Sect was a little nervous because the person coming up opposite was Di Yunlong from the Zhenyue Sect.

"Haha, I, Zhenyue, sent the first person in the fairy Miao Realm, will anyone stop Taichu Teaching?"

"Taichu Buddhism, native chickens and dogs."

Di Yunlong came to the stage, and Taichu taught everyone to be excited.

Di Yunlong sat upright on the ring, actually meditating with his eyes closed, not taking the disciples from Taichu's teachings at all.

When the Lingbao Real Person announced the beginning of the game, the elite disciples of the Taichu Sect who fought yelled and jumped onto the ring. Di Yunlong's figure suddenly surged in the storm, as if he was about to be in Tianqi.

Countless runes sling behind the figure, and they were actually completely formed by the phantom condensed with spiritual talismans. Their spiritual power was extremely strong, and even some of the onlookers of the Immortal Tree Realm were shocked.

boom!

His palms hang down, and he directly knocked down the disciple of the Taichu Sect who had just jumped onto the ring and the spiritual techniques he had sacrificed together with the people.

The powerful immortal cultivator in the Immortal Infant Dao Fruit Realm, the arena condensed with the talisman weapon, was beaten to the point of disillusionment of the runes and recovered for a long time.

All four seats were shocked.

He is worthy of being the number one person in the Zhenyue School’s Immortal Miao Realm, and he is really shocking.

In the third game in a row, the face of Master Huang Long seemed to be so dark that it was almost ink.

In the next two games, the Zhenyue Sect was crushed and knocked off the ring with one blow. Although the two games that came out were the strongest two in the Zhenyue Sect’s Xianmiao Realm, the people of the Taichu Sect felt guilty and their morale dropped a lot.

"Master Qin..." The little fat man was indignant and approached Qin Haoxuan and was about to speak when Qin Haoxuan reached out to stop him.

"This can also be disabled." Qin Haoxuan said lightly.

The little fat man immediately looked at Qin Haoxuan with admiration - the master of Qin was so tough. For some reason, he did not doubt Qin Haoxuan's words at all.

Since Master Qin said that Di Yunlong could be destroyed, he would definitely be destroyed.

As soon as his words came to the ears of the Zhenyue Sect, no one paid attention to Qin Haoxuan anymore. Anyway, everyone in the Taichu Sect knew about it at this time. There was an idiot with a stinky and hard mouth and no ability, and he would be disabled later.

The fourth round begins.

The morale of the Taichu Sect has been depressed, and the elite disciples who came to power have no longer been sharp. It is in sharp contrast with the disciples of Zhenyue Sect who came to power.

In this battle, the disciples of Taichu Sect who came on stage still did not get rid of the constraints - because of the rules, they could not fight in close combat and were ruthless.

After a stick of incense, I lost.

Game 5... Game 6...

The Taichu Cult has suffered consecutive defeats, and at this time the morale of the Taichu Cult has fallen to the extreme.

Master Huang Long was already angry under the ring, "What happened? You are usually very proud and think you are very strong? Why can't you fight in close combat and become so weak? When you go back, I must let you reflect and reflect."

His anger reminded everyone in the Taichu Cult. He was ashamed and could not believe his ears. Is this still the usual head teacher?

Everyone's arrogant heads were lowered little by little, especially those who lost, who were usually the backbone of the Taichu Sect. Now they were all so embarrassed that their faces were blushing, and they all felt nervous in their hearts. They had to practice ten times as hard as they could when they went back.

Qin Haoxuan had an inexplicable expression on the corner of his mouth next to him - it would be a pity that the head coach would not act.

He also realized that the Chief Huanglong also wanted to rely on this failure to slap the arrogance of the elite disciples.

But such setbacks are too ruthless, and they will definitely make people alert all the time in the future - a good method for the head coach.

"The seventh game competition begins!" Lingbao Zhenren said calmly on the ring.

Then he glanced at the Taichu Sect who was being scolded by Huang Long, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Huanglong is going to be completely defeated this time..." For some reason, the appearance of the Red Flame Sword flashed across his heart, and he sighed again: "It's a pity that a good sword." Even he really had no idea about the Taichu Sect.

Taichu Cult has lost six games, but can he still win the world? Even if he wins one game by chance in the last two games, can that person face the wheel challenge of the seven people in the Zhenyue Sect in the second round?

If Lingbao Zhenren doesn’t believe it, the people from Zhenyue Sect certainly won’t believe it either.

Near the Sea of ​​Chaos Stars, some gamblers on the hills and began to be excited to calculate how much they could earn when the bets on the Zhenyue School were weighing on.

Of course, some people are cursing themselves secretly.

Of course, the target of the curse was also the Taichu Sect, including the owners of the underground casinos in the Immortal Cultivation World, and the disciples of Jinxu Palace who were suppressed by Fairy Qinghong.
Chapter completed!