Another month has passed, and the weather has become somewhat autumnal.
The emerald green maple leaves began to gradually turn golden, dancing and falling to the earth as the autumn wind blew.
"Buzz! Swish! Swish! Swish!"
A black swimming dragon criss-crossed the floating maple leaves, and all the maple leaves that were within 10 feet of the body were pierced by it.
It turned out that this was not a black dragon, but the spear in Wei Fang's hand. At this moment, the spear had already tied up a thick pile of maple leaves.
But Wei Fang was not a single maple leaf falling to the ground within ten feet!
"Haha, I finally mastered the Youlong Spear Technique!"
"It's time to go there and give it a try. I wonder how many black stones that guy Wu Dahai is willing to take out?" Wei Fang murmured to himself.
At the arena outside the Black Cloud Gate.
Wu Dahai: "How sure are you?"
Wei Fang: "About 70% of the same level!"
"Really or not? Don't lie to me. I only have this little money. Don't lose me in one go."
"Don't worry, haven't I written down all the papers for you? If you lose, it's mine. I'll pay you back all the money, no matter what. If you win, we'll win fifty-fifty."
"What else are you worried about?"
When Wu Dahai heard what Wei Fang said, he could only nod his head: "Okay... okay! Then I'll believe you once! Give it a try!"
Wei Fang smiled and said: "This is right, don't worry."
Immediately, the two of them came to the betting point not far from the ring, and a thin middle-aged man saw Wei Fang and two people approaching.
He raised his eyelids and said lazily: "How much do you two want to bet?"
"This is the odds for the disciples participating in today's competition, let's take a look!"
Wei Fang smiled: "If I go to the ring to compete in person, I wonder how the odds will be calculated?"
The thin middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wei Fang: "That depends on the opponent you choose."
"Why do you want to try it?"
Wei Fang nodded, and upon seeing this, the thin middle-aged man said: "But before I challenge you, I have to confirm your level of strength."
"Can I find out something?"
Wei Fang nodded and stretched out his hand. The thin middle-aged man also reached out his hand and placed it on Wei Fang's palm.
A stream of mysterious energy came out of his hand and explored the mysterious source in Wei Fang's lower abdomen.
"You just broke through to the middle stage of Xuanshi?" asked the thin middle-aged man.
Wei Fang nodded when he heard this and said calmly: "We just made a breakthrough a few days ago."
The skinny middle-aged man glanced at him for a moment and nodded without saying anything. He pointed in the direction with Wei Fang: "Go there and verify it again."
After Wei Fang and Wu Dahai walked away, he murmured: "It seems that he is another daredevil who relies on his advancement in cultivation."
Wei Fang's heart was actually not as calm as his face at this moment, because not long after his second profound source was condensed, it overlapped and merged with his original mysterious source.
However, he could still clearly feel its presence, but others seemed unable to sense it.
Because not only could the thin middle-aged man not feel anything unusual, but even Yan Hao could not detect anything different.
Because Wei Fang made good progress in practicing Jiudielang and had an appetite for Yan Hao, the relationship between the two became somewhat closer over time.
After feeling the overlap of Xuanyuan, he thought about it for a while and finally decided to let Yan Hao know that he had broken through to the middle stage of Xuanshi.
Finally, he made up a reason and asked him to check it out for him, and Yan Hao readily agreed.
Naturally, nothing wrong was found. Now, Wei Fangze was even more sure that others could not detect the difference in his mysterious source.
But as a result, his twin mysterious sources are different from those recorded in the book.
As for how he knew about the existence of the Twin Mysterious Sources, this must be attributed to the fact that after he became an outer disciple, he wanted to know more about the mysterious path.
I didn't hesitate to search for some travel notes and weird stories, and I found out that there was a record of the twin mysterious sources. When I first saw him, I found it quite strange and remembered it in my heart.
According to the records in that book, the twin mysterious sources are condensed at the same time when people gather the mysterious sources.
But his was only condensed and appeared after breaking through to the middle stage of Xuanshi, but he didn't worry too much about it, and he didn't tell anyone.
First, he didn't have anyone he completely trusted to tell him, and second, even if he told him, it wouldn't be of much benefit to him.
Because his cultivation qualifications are not high, and the speed of sensing and absorbing profound energy is already slow, but now that there is an additional mysterious source, his cultivation progress will only become even slower.
Although the combat power of the Twin Mysterious Sources is not comparable at the same level, the resources required are also the same. It would be better if he had better qualifications.
But what about his qualifications, haha! Even if the sect knew about it, they probably wouldn't train him.
So if he said it, it would be better not to say it...
The two of them went back and forth and came to the place of the thin middle-aged man again. The thin middle-aged man said without raising his head: "Take out your registration token."
Wei Fang took out a wooden token engraved with the character B and handed it to him.
He nodded and took out a booklet with a big letter B at the top and some serial numbers and names below.
The serial numbers start from one and end at thirty. Presumably these serial numbers represent the ranking of these people.
As expected, the thin middle-aged man said: "These thirty people are all the defenders of the B-shaped arena today."
"I ranked these numbers based on these people's past achievements."
"The smaller the serial number is, the stronger it is. You came at the right time."
"None of these people have started the challenge today, so you can choose among these names at will."
"The higher the person you choose, the higher your odds of winning, and vice versa."
"So just write down whose name you want." The thin middle-aged man looked at Wei Fangdao.
Wei Fang nodded slightly: "I heard that you also talk about continuous betting?"
The thin middle-aged man couldn't help but look Wei Fang up and down after hearing this.
"Of course there is, but let me tell you first that although the odds of continuous betting are the odds when you bet, there will not be any fluctuations during the period."
"However, you cannot withdraw any money from continuous betting in the middle. At the same time, if you cannot win the last game, then no matter how many games you have won before, you will not gain any black stones."
Wei Fang nodded to indicate that he knew. After all, he was too short of black stones and he had already inquired about the situation here.
As for the strength of those on the B-list, he also had some knowledge of it.
"Then how many plates are you going to press? Let everyone write down how many plates you want to press here." After saying this, the thin middle-aged man handed Wei Fang a volume of paper.
He also put the B-list on the table for Wei Fang to write down.
Wei Fang picked up the list and looked at it. Some of the achievements of these people were also recorded on it. Wei Fang wrote down a name.
He stopped writing and turned to look at the thirty defenders beside the arena, his eyes resting on a strong man and a young girl.
The two seemed to notice that Wei Fang was also looking at him.
Immediately, Wei Fang shook his head and wrote down the second name, handed it to the skinny middle-aged man and said, "Just these two people."
The thin middle-aged man looked at Wei Fang again and said, "Place your bets. The odds for you on the 21st and 19th are 3 to 0.1 and 6 to 0.1 respectively."
"In addition, in order to avoid cheating and deliberately conceding defeat, contestants cannot bet on their own failure."
"This fat guy can't do it either. Once he is found to be suspected of cheating, he will be disqualified from the competition for life, and the black stone will be confiscated at the same time."
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Fang with some amusement: "So are you still allowed to be bet?"
"I know all this. Deacon Wu, please place your bet. Put all 230 black stones on it."
The thin middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Fang again, feeling secretly happy in his heart.
When Wu Dahai heard this, he was also a little dry-mouthed and said: "Really...are you sure to go all-in?"
"All-in."
Wu Dahai had no choice but to grit his teeth and press all the black stones up.
The skinny middle-aged man saw this and said: "The base number of black stones placed in the two bets will remain unchanged. If you win both games, you will get a total of 2,070 black stones."
"This is the certificate, please keep it."
When Wu Dahai heard this, his hands were trembling a little and he quickly took the certificate.
"There is a newcomer challenging in a row! Wu Xu, the defender, is ready to enter the ring! Tang Dalong is waiting."
"In addition, the handicap has been opened, you can come and place your bets..."