Chapter 62: Chapter 62:1 Will Play the 9th Round for
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Translator: 549690339
Silence, a deathly silence.
In Luo Feng Mountain’s enormous spectator stand, amongst the roars and cheers, there was an area where only silence existed.
On the stand, the corpse of Broken Blade Xu Renke lay there in peace.
It took quite a while for someone to open their mouth.
“Why did he lose?”
With these words, everyone seemed to snap back to their senses.
Yes, how could he lose?
Xu Renke was obviously so strong, holding the title of Broken Blade, one of the two main enforcers of the Broken Mountain Gang, and after wandering through many markets, had gained an impressive reputation.
But just now, he lost to Gao Tingyuan, someone they looked down upon.
Zeng Wen, who had already returned to the stands, had somewhat regained his color.
He said disbelievingly: “Xu Renke activated his broken sword, truly revealing a bit of the might of a magic item—and it indeed struck Gao Tingyuan. Why didn’t Gao Tingyuan die?”
Given such a display, even if he, Zeng Wen, were to perform above expectations, he would still lose.
But Gao Tingyuan did win, and survived.
Mi Shuhua’s brows were deeply furrowed, his eyes fixated on Gao Tingyuan, an exhausted figure who was now slumped on the ground.
After a while, he said uncertainly: “A Substitute Puppet?”
“Huh?” Murong Qinglian was surprised, as if he had thought of something, “He actually has a Substitute Puppet from Luo Yun Sect!”
On the Dao Debate Platform, Gao Tingyuan was pale and horrified, collapsing to the ground.
Mumbling to himself with his body shaking incessantly.
“Before going on stage, wasn’t it agreed to win casually?”
“Why did he want to put me in a deadly situation!”
“That was definitely a power far exceeding a Top Grade Magic Tool, nearing that of a magic item.”
“If I hadn’t had a Substitute Puppet from Luo Yun Sect, I would have died just now.”
He clutched his abdomen. There was no visible wound, but crimson blood was relentlessly seeping out from his skin.
His Dantian had been broken!
There was a leak in his Sea of Qi, resulting in an uncontrollable outflow of spirit power.
In the future, even if he took miraculous healing pills to mend the wound, he would most likely have no hope of reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage in this lifetime.
This was caused by a hint of sword Qi, containing the might of a magic item.
It was not an external attack, but the sword Qi that infiltrated his Dantian, causing havoc to his spirit power.
“Huh, he actually possesses a Substitute Puppet from Luo Yun Sect?”
Elder Zhou’s surprise could be clearly heard over the transmission.
Wang Haichao merely smiled without responding, gently beginning to applaud.
Or perhaps Yang Rusheng was not a rogue cultivator at all. He was born into an Immortal Cultivation Clan.
Just because his clan was wiped out later, he was forced to become a rogue cultivator.
But his resources were far from comparable to that of an average Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator.
After two magic tools exploded in succession, Yue Jianhu, who was known for his agility, was directly smashed into mincemeat.
This time, they couldn’t even collect the body.
The Broken Mountain Gang’s record went from one loss, three wins, to three consecutive defeats. It was quite a rise and fall.
Now even the key victory has been taken by others.
If they lose the next round, this death match will be over.
Uncle Mi’s mood was heavy as he looked at Murong Qinglian.
Murong Qinglian smiled slightly, “Old Qin will do his best.”
Luo Chen sat on the side and saw everything clearly.
How complicated that smile was.
It was mixed with trust, hope, worry, and even fear.
He had never seen such a smile in his two lives, not even an Oscar-winning actor could portray such complexity.
The new generation’s Broken Jade Tiger, Ke Yuelin, clenched his hands and gritted his teeth.
He knew that it wasn’t the rapidly rising Wang Yuan who stole his spot, but their sworn elder brother, Qin Liangchen, who took his place.
If it wasn’t for this situation, he would have been the one going into the next round.
But!
The external support that the Great Lake Gang had brought this time were all stronger than the previous ones. If he really went in, he would either end up shattered into pieces like Han Dang, or blasted into powder like Yue Jianhu.
He didn’t dare to imagine such scenarios.
He was still young and just started on his cultivation path.
The fear in his heart, the worry for his big brother, and the horrific deaths of his previous brothers were all mixed in his head.
By stepping into the Immortal Cultivation World, I meant to cultivate, not to be in bloody fights like before.
It shouldn’t be like this!
What happened to the promised quiet cultivation?
Under the Dao Debate Platform in the underground palace, Qin Liangchen was standing and Wang Yuan was sitting.
The two of them weren’t familiar with each other and usually just exchanged nods when they met.
The Qin Family had its own small business, and they made a good living selling Spirit Fish and disciplining children.
As for Wang Yuan, he traveled between the Rogue Cultivator’s market and the Ancient Plains Mountain Range, living the life of a strict cultivator.
At this moment, Qin Liangchen, with his head unbowed and his brand new purple robe billowing without wind.
Outside, a loud voice resounded.
“The eighth battle, Broken Mountain Gang Qin Liangchen vs Great Lake Gang Bai Qi.”
Qin Liangchen took a deep breath and walked out quickly, leaving a sentence behind.
“I will fight the ninth battle for you!”
Wang Yuan kept his eyes closed. His eyelids were fluttering, but he didn’t open his eyes in the end..