On the wall, the grouping postures are clearly visible.
Han Sanqian was placed in the first group at the front, and was lined up with seven other people he didn't know. Today, during the ugly hour, he faced Venerable Wei Li on Channel 8.
Han Sanqian didn't know what he was doing, but Jianghu Baixiaosheng on the side couldn't help but swallowed his saliva when he saw this grouping and matchup.
On the side, Su Yingxia's face didn't look good even under the mask.
"What the hell kind of luck is this, that you are in the death group right away?" On the side, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng couldn't help but cursed angrily.
Seeing Han Sanqian's confusion, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng pointed at Han Sanqian's schedule: "Look, the first person we face is Venerable Guaili. Damn it, Venerable Guaili's cultivation level is only at the beginning of Zhu Xie.
However, its manpower is infinite, even if it takes on people of Zhu Xie's upper level, it will not suffer at all."
"Even if you defeat him, the next three winners are all well-known figures in the world of Bafang. None of them are easy roles. This is simply a death group."
The more Jianghu Baixiaosheng thought about it, the more he felt that Han Sanqian was not worth it. From a certain point of view, in the eight groups, with four extremely strong masters in the group, it looked more like the top four beating the four vegetables.
Therefore, every step taken by Han Sanqian was difficult, which was completely different from the situation of other groups.
"If we continue to play like this, let alone break out of the group stage, even if we want to win two more rounds, it will be even more difficult." Jianghu Baixiaosheng complained indignantly.
If we can divide into a good group and encounter weak opponents, with strength and luck, we may be able to break through. Then Han Sanqian can at least advance to the top twelve finals. Even if he loses in the end, Han Sanqian's mystery
The Human Alliance also gained a reputation because it was at least the top twelve.
But the schedule in front of us not only offers no advantages at all, but is actually full of difficulties.
The four masters mean that Han Sanqian has to pass four levels, which is nonsense.
Jianghu Baixiao was extremely angry, but Han Sanqian, on the other hand, was not angry at all. On the contrary, he was still a little excited in his heart.
After coming out of the Book of Eight Desolations, he really needed a real master to test his current strength.
Unfortunately, there haven't been many opportunities.
Right now, this death group is the best opportunity for Han Sanqian.
"Okay, luck itself is part of the game. Don't worry about it. There is still some time before the ugly season. Let's go back to the house and rest first." Han Sanqian said with a smile.
When Jianghu Baixiaosheng heard this, he was very anxious. If Han Sanqian's confidence was warranted at the beginning, after all, he was almost invincible outside the palace, but now, it seemed a bit bragging.
of ingredients.
You must know that the people inside the temple, even the most inferior ones, are invincible outside the temple.
After all, those who can be listed in the Seventy-Two Halls of Qishan Palace are all truly powerful masters in the Bafang World. Even though there are many masters outside the world who do not participate in these, they at least represent the strength of most of the participants.
"Han... you should take a look. Your odds are as high as over 100. We can't be as careless as we were just now." Jianghu Baixiao said anxiously.
Su Yingxia and Han Sanqian looked around. There were two sets of numbers behind each name on the list. The numbers in the first set represented the number of bets, and the numbers in the second set represented the odds.
What’s funny is that Han Sanqian’s bet didn’t even break 0, but the compensation has already reached a terrifying one thousand!
This means that Han Sanqian already has ten times the odds! On the other hand, Han Sanqian's opponent, Venerable Guaili, only has odds of 0.3, but the amount of bets has reached 1,400 people. The total amount
Nearly ten million pieces of amethyst.
It can be seen from these data that in the eyes of outsiders, this is just a showdown without any suspense.
"So, some people often say, don't gamble, it's easy to go bankrupt. At least, more than 1,400 people will go bankrupt tonight." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he took Su Yingxia and stood up to leave.
Jianghu Baixiaosheng was about to speak, but seeing Han Sanqian turning around and walking towards the side of the hall, Jianghu Baixiaosheng could only helplessly shake his head and sigh.
Because Han Sanqian did not have the qualifications for the 72nd Hall, he temporarily lived in a dormitory of the disciples in the hall.
When he returned to the house, when Han Sanqian opened the door, in the room next to him, Master Xianling and Ye Gucheng were opening the door and sending Ao Jun out.
At this time, Ao Jun had a smile on his face. As he stepped out the door, he smiled and said, "I live on the right side of Kun Hall."
Ye Gucheng had a mean smile on his face at this time: "Don't worry, she will have a competition tomorrow night. It will be a fierce battle. After the battle is over, she will be weak. I will send her over then."
Ao Jun was about to speak, but suddenly he saw Han Sanqian who had just come over to open the door. He was slightly surprised, shook his head and mocked: "Haha, the mysterious people's alliance?"
"Trash!" After saying that, Ao Jun spat disdainfully and walked away.
Looking at Ao Jun leaving, Han Sanqian was slightly angry and clenched his fists quietly. At this time, Ye Gucheng beside him suddenly made a sound.
