"Asshole, there's no way I'm going to lose, go to hell!"
Jian Feng woke up and turned around. He was furious and let out a roar that shook the sky. The lightsaber in his hand shot out with a sharp edge and struck at Ji Wufeng.
This sword was so terrifying, at that moment, the sky seemed to be split open, and the sword light slashed to the ground.
Rumble…
A huge crack was opened in the ground, and it spread rapidly for nearly a hundred miles. It was really powerful with a sword, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered!
This scene made the younger generation couldn't help but marvel. Jianfeng's sword was so terrifying. He was indeed worthy of being called the Youth Supreme.
However, the strong men of the older generation sighed, they knew that Jianfeng had lost!
Although Jianfeng's sword is powerful, it is because it is the most powerful blow with all his strength. If he is not completely sure of winning, he will strike with all his strength. If he cannot knock down the opponent, he is not far away from defeat!
Sure enough, there was no scene of Ji Wufeng spurting blood.
The sword wind stirred up all the dust, and a bright sword light suddenly appeared above him. Ji Wufeng hung in the air and slashed down with his sword.
In an instant, the void was rolling and the ground was shaking. This was a sword that was as powerful as the most powerful sword before Jian Feng.
This is also Ji Wufeng's most powerful sword!
Jianfeng was indeed the Young Supreme. He jumped up suddenly and slashed at Ji Wufeng with his sword again. The sky was filled with brilliance and he shouted: "Long Aotian, in the face of absolute strength, any means are futile!"
"Really?" Ji Wufeng's lips curled up slightly.
boom!
The sharp edges of the swords slashed at the opponent at the same time.
puff!
puff!
The two of them spurted blood at the same time and flew out.
boom!
boom!
Large tracts of woods were knocked to the ground, huge rocks were exploded by the impact, and huge clouds of dust and smoke rose into the sky, and then everything became quiet.
Everyone held their breath at this moment. Is it over?
Who wins and who loses?
Finally, the dust and smoke cleared, and Ji Wufeng was seen kneeling on the ground with his head lowered and breathing heavily. There was blood in his mouth. A horrific wound appeared on his chest from the left chest to the right lower abdomen. The white bones were clearly visible, and the blood was
Continuously gushing.
It was so brutal, which shows how terrifying the power of Jianfeng's sword was.
However, looking at Jianfeng again, he was also kneeling on one knee, with a terrible wound on his chest. Even the bones were severed. The internal organs inside could be seen, and his beating heart could be clearly seen. This was an almost fatal wound.
.
Everyone was dumbfounded, how could this happen? How could Jianfeng's injuries be more serious than Ji Wufeng's?
An older master shook his head and lamented: "Before, Jianfeng was provoked by Long Aotian's words, and he rashly struck with all his strength. After that, it failed, but his natural strength is not slack. If he fights with Long Aotian with all his strength, he will definitely fall behind!"
Everyone understands that this is like a person who has exerted 10% of his power and then can use up to 80% of his power. Jianfeng was provoked by Ji Wufeng, and the 10% of power was knocked out in one blow, and then he used 80% of his power to fight again.
Ji Wufeng's ten powerful blows will surely defeat him!
"Despicable, shameless!"
There was a series of shouts and curses in the live broadcast room, thinking that Ji Wufeng had used conspiracy to win.
However, the woman in black looked solemn and said: "In a duel between masters, winning can be achieved in a matter of seconds.
The withdrawal caused by the words in the hands is a weakness in itself. Jianfeng was not defeated by Long Aotian's hands, but by his own unstable state of mind."
The live broadcast room became quiet. Cultivation is not only about cultivation, but also the state of mind is extremely important.
No matter how talented you are, what's the use? If your mind is unstable, even if your opponent doesn't take advantage of it, you will definitely feel shackles and find it difficult to reach the top.
But even so, it is still hard for people to accept that Jianfeng, the strongest disciple of Jianzong, no, one of the most powerful young people in the world of cultivation, would lose to a fledgling guy. This is really too much.
What a surprise!
However, immediately, the solemn expression of the woman in black changed, and she danced and shouted directly in the live broadcast room: "Hahaha, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, I bet the spirit stone on Long Aotian, I will lose ten for one, I will get rich
Got rich, got rich, hahaha..."
Jianfeng's defeat was difficult for many people to accept. When they heard this, their foreheads exploded immediately. Some people sat down on the ground with a thud, beating their chests and feet and howling: "Lingshi, my spirit stone, one million is enough."
It’s gone…”
A young man supported an old man on the ground and shouted: "Dad, how are you doing? Wake up, don't scare me..."
A woman pulled a man and cried: "Master, you can't jump off the building. If you jump off the building, how will we live..."
………
No one thought that Jianfeng would lose before, thinking that this was an excellent opportunity to earn spiritual stones. Many people did not hesitate to bet all their fortunes, but now they were ruined.
However, some people are happy and some are worried. Qian Duoduo is rolling on the ground with excitement, and his body is like a ball.
The Fourteenth Bandit and Yue Mei'er both jumped up and said to Yuntian with gleaming eyes: "Boss, the Fourteenth is simply the God of Wealth. Why don't you abdicate and let him be the boss? If you have money, you will be the boss."
Well!"
At Dengfengzhuoji Pavilion, an old guy laughed so hard that his eyes turned into slits. Finally, he laughed loudly on the ground and said: "Yes, Xingkong knows how to recognize his elder brother, and he accidentally made a lot of spiritual stones, hahaha...
...No, let him bring him back tomorrow, I want to take in a godson!"
That's right, the last mysterious bet of 20 million was made by Dengfengji Pavilion.
Yu Tianming, Yu Qingxuan, Wu Tianci and Qi Luosong's eyes widened. They originally hoped that the sect would bet on Long Aotian, but the sect sternly refused. In the end, in order to support Ji Wufeng, they gave up their own
The entire net worth of five million spiritual stones was staked.
But he didn't expect that Ji Wufeng actually won. He lost 10 yuan, which was 50 million. With such a large amount of spiritual stones, even the sect leader would probably have to flatter them in the future.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could I lose? This is impossible, there is no way I could lose..."
Jianfeng muttered to himself as if in a dream, unaware of the pain on his body, because the psychological blow made him even more unbearable!
Ji Wufeng stood up and dragged his broken body past Jianfeng without giving him another glance.
He knew that he would become Jianfeng's nightmare from now on.
All the spectators looked at Ji Wufeng with shocked expressions. He actually defeated Jianfeng. How terrible will it be once he grows up?
Suddenly, a figure appeared strangely next to Ji Wufeng, raised his palm and slapped his head hard.
Everyone was shocked that someone unexpectedly attacked Ji Wufeng at this time.
Ji Wufeng was already seriously injured at this time. It was impossible to avoid this blow and he would definitely die! "Asshole, there is no way I will lose, go to hell!"
Jian Feng woke up and turned around. He was furious and let out a roar that shook the sky. The lightsaber in his hand shot out with a sharp edge and struck at Ji Wufeng.
This sword was so terrifying, at that moment, the sky seemed to be split open, and the sword light slashed to the ground.
Rumble…
A huge crack was opened in the ground, and it spread rapidly for nearly a hundred miles. It was really powerful with a sword, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered!
This scene made the younger generation couldn't help but marvel. Jianfeng's sword was so terrifying. He was indeed worthy of being called the Youth Supreme.
However, the strong men of the older generation sighed, they knew that Jianfeng had lost!
Although Jianfeng's sword is powerful, it is because it is the most powerful blow with all his strength. If he is not completely sure of winning, he will strike with all his strength. If he cannot knock down the opponent, he is not far away from defeat!
Sure enough, there was no scene of Ji Wufeng spurting blood.
The sword wind stirred up all the dust, and a bright sword light suddenly appeared above him. Ji Wufeng hung in the air and slashed down with his sword.
In an instant, the void was rolling and the ground was shaking. This was a sword that was as powerful as the most powerful sword before Jian Feng.
This is also Ji Wufeng's most powerful sword!
Jianfeng was indeed the Young Supreme. He jumped up suddenly and slashed at Ji Wufeng with his sword again. The sky was filled with brilliance and he shouted: "Long Aotian, in the face of absolute strength, any means are futile!"
"Really?" Ji Wufeng's lips curled up slightly.
boom!
The sharp edges of the swords slashed at the opponent at the same time.
puff!
puff!
The two of them spurted blood at the same time and flew out.
boom!
boom!
Large tracts of woods were knocked to the ground, huge rocks were exploded by the impact, and huge clouds of dust and smoke rose into the sky, and then everything became quiet.
Everyone held their breath at this moment. Is it over?
Who wins and who loses?
Finally, the dust and smoke cleared, and Ji Wufeng was seen kneeling on the ground with his head lowered and breathing heavily. There was blood in his mouth. A horrific wound appeared on his chest from the left chest to the right lower abdomen. The white bones were clearly visible, and the blood was
Continuously gushing.
It was so brutal, which shows how terrifying the power of Jianfeng's sword was.
However, looking at Jianfeng again, he was also kneeling on one knee, with a terrible wound on his chest. Even the bones were severed. The internal organs inside could be seen, and his beating heart could be clearly seen. This was an almost fatal wound.
.
Everyone was dumbfounded, how could this happen? How could Jianfeng's injuries be more serious than Ji Wufeng's?
An older master shook his head and lamented: "Before, Jianfeng was provoked by Long Aotian's words, and he rashly struck with all his strength. After that, it failed, but his natural strength is not slack. If he fights with Long Aotian with all his strength, he will definitely fall behind!"
Everyone understands that this is like a person who has exerted 10% of his power and then can use up to 80% of his power. Jianfeng was provoked by Ji Wufeng, and the 10% of power was knocked out in one blow, and then he used 80% of his power to fight again.
Ji Wufeng's ten powerful blows will surely defeat him!
"Despicable, shameless!"
There was a series of shouts and curses in the live broadcast room, thinking that Ji Wufeng had used conspiracy to win.
However, the woman in black looked solemn and said: "In a duel between masters, winning can be achieved in a matter of seconds.
The withdrawal caused by the words in the hands is a weakness in itself. Jianfeng was not defeated by Long Aotian's hands, but by his own unstable state of mind."
The live broadcast room became quiet. Cultivation is not only about cultivation, but also the state of mind is extremely important.
No matter how talented you are, what's the use? If your mind is unstable, even if your opponent doesn't take advantage of it, you will definitely feel shackles and find it difficult to reach the top.
But even so, it is still hard for people to accept that Jianfeng, the strongest disciple of Jianzong, no, one of the most powerful young people in the world of cultivation, would lose to a fledgling guy. This is really too much.
What a surprise!
However, immediately, the solemn expression of the woman in black changed, and she danced and shouted directly in the live broadcast room: "Hahaha, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, I bet the spirit stone on Long Aotian, I will lose ten for one, I will get rich
Got rich, got rich, hahaha..."
Jianfeng's defeat was difficult for many people to accept. When they heard this, their foreheads exploded immediately. Some people sat down on the ground with a thud, beating their chests and feet and howling: "Lingshi, my spirit stone, one million is enough."
It’s gone…”
A young man supported an old man on the ground and shouted: "Dad, how are you doing? Wake up, don't scare me..."
A woman pulled a man and cried: "Master, you can't jump off the building. If you jump off the building, how will we live..."
………
No one thought that Jianfeng would lose before, thinking that this was an excellent opportunity to earn spiritual stones. Many people did not hesitate to bet all their fortunes, but now they were ruined.
However, some people are happy and some are worried. Qian Duoduo is rolling on the ground with excitement, and his body is like a ball.
The Fourteenth Bandit and Yue Mei'er both jumped up and said to Yuntian with gleaming eyes: "Boss, the Fourteenth is simply the God of Wealth. Why don't you abdicate and let him be the boss? If you have money, you will be the boss."
Well!"
At Dengfengzhuoji Pavilion, an old guy laughed so hard that his eyes turned into slits. Finally, he laughed loudly on the ground and said: "Yes, Xingkong knows how to recognize his elder brother, and he accidentally made a lot of spiritual stones, hahaha...
...No, let him bring him back tomorrow, I want to take in a godson!"
That's right, the last mysterious bet of 20 million was made by Dengfengji Pavilion.
Yu Tianming, Yu Qingxuan, Wu Tianci and Qi Luosong's eyes widened. They originally hoped that the sect would bet on Long Aotian, but the sect sternly refused. In the end, in order to support Ji Wufeng, they gave up their own
The entire net worth of five million spiritual stones was staked.
But he didn't expect that Ji Wufeng actually won. He lost 10 yuan, which was 50 million. With such a large amount of spiritual stones, even the sect leader would probably have to flatter them in the future.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could I lose? This is impossible, there is no way I could lose..."
Jianfeng muttered to himself as if in a dream, unaware of the pain on his body, because the psychological blow made him even more unbearable!
Ji Wufeng stood up and dragged his broken body past Jianfeng without giving him another glance.
He knew that he would become Jianfeng's nightmare from now on.
All the spectators looked at Ji Wufeng with shocked expressions. He actually defeated Jianfeng. How terrible will it be once he grows up?
Suddenly, a figure appeared strangely next to Ji Wufeng, raised his palm and slapped his head hard.
Everyone was shocked that someone unexpectedly attacked Ji Wufeng at this time.
Ji Wufeng was already seriously injured at this time. It was impossible to avoid this blow and he would definitely die!
