Chapter 402： The game officially started

"Anyway, I don't think this Poshengxianzong can win. Guess whether Ye Yang will abide by the bet and really kill himself on the spot?"

"Hehe, if he is afraid of death and wants to run, the pavilion master will not be soft. If you kill him at this time, there is nothing to say about the Ministry of Government!"

The audience did not pay attention to Shengxianzong at all while talking.

On the stand, Sun Zhongxin sneered beside Fan Mingyi, "Pavilion Master, there are three true disciples entrained among the nine people, is it too cautious?"

"To deal with a Xiaoshengxianzong, do you still need a true disciple to go out?"

"Pavilion Master, you really overestimate this Immortal Sect."

"Moreover, taking the name of Zong is really ridiculous."

"I'm afraid that we don't need to target, this little sect will also be submerged in a wave of endless sect challenges."

Fan Ming chuckled lightly.

He agreed with Sun Zhongxin from the bottom of his heart.

However, for the sake of safety, he deliberately sent out the three true disciples.

In this way, this martial gambling battle is naturally foolproof.

Thinking of the Tier 9 spirit beasts and mustard seed treasures that he was about to get, he felt excited.

Tianya Haige was already extremely powerful in his own hands. For more than ten years in the surrounding states of Megatron, with the addition of these two things, Tianya Haige might continue to dominate for five to ten years.

This kind of hegemony, let alone Tianya Haige, has never been seen in the history of various schools in China!

The faces of the two were full of smiles, but the elders, headed by Tong Suojie, Wang Mingyang, and Tan Haopeng, frowned involuntarily.

These three were originally invited by Hanjiang Academy to serve as the referees of the famous school competition.

They were shocked by Ye Yang when they competed with the famous school.

This young man in his early twenties has surprisingly terrifying talent.

How can the disciples he teaches be idlers?

I'm afraid this gambling battle is not that simple.

And if Tianya Haige loses.

It was a huge blow to practice resources and martial arts reputation.

I can't help but they don't think deeply.

Wang Mingyang said immediately, "Pavilion Master, I ask you to replace the remaining six people with true disciples."

"In this way, it is truly foolproof."

Sun Zhong News couldn’t help but laughed, “Elder Wang, have you been shocked by such an upright in the prestigious school competition, and can’t recover for a long time?”

"Zhuzi is Zhuzi, and Xiaomen Xiaopai is Xiaomen Xiaopai. He is a sect that has just been established a few days ago. How can he fight against my Jiangzhou's first martial art?"

"Don't talk about the nine authentic disciples, I think only one authentic disciple needs to be sent to defeat all the three nasty teenagers!"

"After all, the true disciples of my Tianya Haige Pavilion are all geniuses in a million!"

Fan Mingyi also chuckled lightly, "Elder Wang is too worried."

Wang Mingyang said anxiously, "Ye Yang, this son is too scary."

"The disciples he taught should never be taken lightly..."

"Okay! Elder Wang doesn't need to say more!" Fan Mingyi was a little impatient and waved his hand.

Wang Mingyang's eyes were sad.

He couldn't help looking at Ye Yang far away.

I can only hope that my End of the World and Sea Pavilion have deep luck and can avoid this disaster.

On the martial arts stage, the two sides bowed to each other and the game officially began.

At the beginning of the game, those spectators who kept making noise and belittle Shengxianzong directly widened their eyes and opened their mouths, unable to utter a word.

From here, to an hour later.