"You two go and get ready. By the time I finish setting up the formation, it will be almost noon. Then you can go in and fight!"
With a smile on his face, Jiang Ren continued: "Don't worry, you two, I, Jiang Ren, have always been fair and impartial. I will never take sides in this gambling fight. You can give it a go."
Zhao Li sneered in his heart and led the Zhao family's team to a high platform in the east, passing by the Han family's team.
"Master Zhao, if you don't admit defeat in this gambling battle, then I will have to destroy you!"
The moment Zhao Li and Han Shichang passed by each other, the latter said coldly and quietly with a joking smile on his lips.
Zhao Li froze for a moment, then continued walking without looking back, turning a deaf ear to Han Shichang's threatening words just now.
When the people of the Zhao family and the Han family were seated, Jiang Ren took out a scroll and formation disk with a flick of his finger. He first arranged the formation disks one by one around the square, and then opened the scroll.
Inside the scroll, there are mysterious and complex formation patterns drawn. When the scroll is unfolded, the formation patterns inside surge out in all directions and enter the formation disks that have been arranged around it.
"This is too much! This Han Shichang is so arrogant. He actually threatened the family head openly on the court! What a bastard!"
As soon as he took his seat, the great elder Zhao Lin was so angry that he blew his nose and stared, his chest heaved violently, and he seemed to be in a state of uneasiness.
Although Han Shichang lowered his voice, all the senior Zhao family members present heard clearly. Not only Zhao Lin was furious, but the other senior Zhao family members were also furious.
"This Han Shichang is so bad!"
Zhao Su'er, who was sitting in Mu Feng's arms, also clenched her pink fists tightly, waving her pink fists in mid-air, curling her lips and groaning angrily.
Zhao Li looked calm and said: "Everyone, please be patient! This time I have the magic weapon given by Master Mu Feng. I will definitely win this battle."
"Master, what kind of treasure did Master Mu Feng give you to make you so confident?" Zhao Lin looked curious.
Although he I am quite disgusted with many of Han Shichang's actions, but I also understand that the Zhao family has Mu Feng's support, so there should be no problems in this gambling fight.
Zhao Li smiled mysteriously and said, "You will know after the gambling battle begins!"
Zhao Lin and the senior Zhao family officials were completely aroused by Zhao Li. They felt itchy in their hearts and couldn't help but hope that the gambling battle would start soon.
As soon as noon arrived, Jiang Ren also happened to arrange an indestructible imperial formation around the square.
"Yes, it is actually a high-level imperial formation! This imperial formation is mainly used for protection and trapping. No matter how fierce your battle with Han Shichang is, it will be difficult to destroy this formation!" Mu Feng looked at the activated ground in front of him.
Da Zhen nodded and praised.
"Now, please invite Zhao Li, the head of the Zhao family, and Han Shichang, the head of the Han family, to come up!"
Jiang Ren stood on the high platform in the center, his sharp eyes swept towards the high platforms where the Zhao family and the Han family were respectively, and his voice was like a bell.
On the high platforms on the east and west sides, Zhao Li and Han Shichang stood up at the same time. They held Jiang Ren's fists in the air and landed in the center of the square.
"Today's gambling fight is an agreement between both parties! No matter what the final outcome of the gambling fight is, neither party is allowed to go back on his words, act nonsense or even deny it! Once this happens, I, Jiang Ren, will punish that person on behalf of the Jiang family.
The unreasonable party."
Jiang Ren looked at the two of them and continued: "I will witness your gambling fight today! In order to prevent accidents, the two of you should sign a contract first. No matter who wins or loses, you can't mess around afterwards!"
Han Shichang grinned and said: "Master Jiang Ren, of course I have no problem, I'll do it first! I'm just afraid that some people will hesitate!"
As he spoke, Han Shichang bit his thumb and drew a strange pattern in the void with his fingers. This was Emperor Wu's contract, which was more binding than the inner demon oath.
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"Master Zhao! It's your turn. I'm so cheerful, so don't hesitate to avoid being laughed at by others!" Han Shichang looked at Zhao Li and sneered.
Zhao Li remained silent, biting his thumb and drawing another pattern on the bloody lines in front of Han Shichang.
Two blood-colored lines were suspended in the air, and then merged with each other to form a new blood-colored line, which is the blood contract.
There is an invisible bond between Han Shichang and Zhao Li, which is the power of the contract.
Jiang Ren looked at this scene with satisfaction and said, "If you two have no objections, let's get started!"
As soon as Jiang Ren finished speaking, two terrifying auras suddenly erupted in the square.
The heads of many aristocratic families and the onlookers on the high platforms around the square cheered up and watched the upcoming battle in the square without blinking.
"Zhao Li, let me destroy you in ten moves!"
Han Shichang laughed and took a step forward. The momentum from his whole body surged like a huge wave and poured down. The terrifying imperial domain expanded rapidly and headed towards Zhao Li.
Zhao Li roared angrily, and also opened his imperial domain, and even more so, he sacrificed his own imperial soldiers and used all his strength.
boom!
As soon as the two collided, a continuous sound of explosions resounded in the air, and then Zhao Li spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and hit the imperial barrier in the square heavily.
"Hey! The head of the Zhao Li family is indeed far from Han Shichang's opponent! The high-level Martial Emperor is indeed extremely terrifying!"
When Han Shichang and Zhao Li fought against each other, Zhao Li vomited blood and flew backwards. Wang Zhaoyang, the head of the Wang family, could not help but shake his head and sigh.
"We have already expected this result. The head of the Zhao Li family has already been defeated! And I think Han Shichang is planning to be ruthless. Zhao Li The head of the family is in danger!" Yan Le, the head of the Yan family, also shook his head.
The other heads of the aristocratic families showed their expressions without changing their expressions. They had already expected it, so they were not surprised to see Zhao Li fall into a disadvantage as soon as they fought.
Many Zhao Wucheng warriors outside the square were sighing, with unwillingness and anger on their faces.
Jiang Ren was condescending, sitting cross-legged on the high platform with his eyes slightly closed, showing a lack of interest in this battle.
This was a battle without any suspense. He came here just to intimidate the Zhao family, so he really wasn't interested in this battle at all.
"Patriarch Zhao Li! That's all you have? You're really weak!"
Han Shichang laughed wildly, took a step forward, and rushed towards Zhao Li. He did not give Zhao Li any chance to breathe, and he used all his strength as soon as he struck, without any thought of showing mercy.
"As expected of a seventh-level Martial Emperor. Although I am only half a step behind in terms of realm, my strength is actually so far behind!"
Zhao Li looked at Han Shichang rushing towards him, but there was not much panic on his face. Instead, with a move of his right hand, he took out the soul-inducing bone flag that Mu Feng gave him.
Zhao Li was seen making secrets with both hands and chanting words in his mouth.
For a moment, the surface of the soul-inducing bone flag exuded a mysterious light.
"Are you still struggling to your death? Head of the Zhao Li family, I will give you a ride!"
Han Shichang approached Zhao Li in an instant, and a spear appeared in his hand. The barrel of the gun rotated at high speed, and the tip of the spear was like an angry dragon, roaring towards Zhao Li.
boom!
The moment the spear was fired, a powerful momentum burst out, rushing towards Han Shichang like an overwhelming force, causing him to stagnate.
Then, in front of him, a huge ghost appeared, dressed in blood robes and holding a blood-colored halberd. The aura on his body was actually even more terrifying than him.
And his spear was actually grabbed tightly by the ghost's left hand, and it didn't move at all...