The disciples of the Wei family cheered excitedly and their fighting spirit was overwhelming.
Fu Junxin showed a look of success, the corners of his mouth raised, and he couldn't wait to say: "Then let's get started."
After that, he walked straight to the nearest arena and made a big move. The sixteen Fuji disciples behind him immediately bowed and listened to the order.
On the same spot, Wei Yun, who knew she had fallen into a trap, was distraught and filled with fear.
But it was too late, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.
"Green, green."
Soon, she thought of something and hurriedly turned around to look for someone.
"Miss, I'm here."
The little maid made a weak sound and ran out from the crowd behind her, sweating profusely.
Wei Yun asked: "Where has Mr. Yi gone?"
Lu'er looked around, stood on tiptoes and said, "Hey, we were here just now."
"Well, maybe I went to the garden to relax."
"He said he wanted to walk alone and see the scenery."
Wei Yun said anxiously: "Quickly, get Mr. Yi back and inform Uncle Chai that one of the sixteen disciples participating in the war must be free."
"Forget it, it's too late. I'll personally inform Uncle Chai that you are responsible for finding Mr. Yi."
...
After half a stick of incense, the gambling battle officially began.
On the arena, the disciples of the Fu and Wei families stood apart from each other, all at the eleventh level of martial arts.
Following the order from the elder of the Fujia family, the two of them launched the first attack in unison.
One person leaned forward and charged forward so fast that only a few afterimages were left behind, setting off a roaring wind.
A person rises from the ground, floating in the sky, with ten fingers intertwined, forming six seals.
"Buzz."
Red light surged, and the Fuji disciples running on the ground suddenly disappeared.
After a flash, a thunder pillar rose up, piercing the clouds and cracking rocks.
"Click."
The six seals smashed by the disciples of the Wei family were shattered one after another, and instantly turned into billowing spiritual energy that dispersed in all directions.
"you......"
The corners of his eyes twitched, and the blood in his body surged.
In a fight with the same realm, the move he used with all his strength was easily defeated by the opponent.
In addition to being shocked, deeply shocked, his pupils shrank in disbelief.
"Get out of here."
The disciples of the Fujia family raised their palms, and the thunder pillar's light became even brighter.
"Bang bang bang."
The silver snake gallops, and there are bursts of thunder.
The next moment, a dark figure fell out of the ring, howling in pain.
"Wei Xun, defeated."
The first elder of the Fuji family announced expressionlessly, and then said to the frightened Wei Yun below: "According to the rules set by you and me, the winner can choose to defend or step down. In a system of nine out of sixteen battles, whoever wins first
Nine wins, whoever wins this gambling battle will win."
"Of course, if by chance we each win eight, my young master said that your Wei family will win. I remember correctly, right?"
Wei Yun nodded numbly, absent-mindedly.
She just wants to find Suning and give one of the sixteen quotas to Suning to fight.
In this way, she can let go of her worries and ensure that she can escape from the trap smoothly.
"Fu Jinqiong won one game and chose not to continue defending."
