In front of the Taixuan Stone Tablet that records the data of the disciples' breakthroughs, many monks from the Holy Academy were gathered together in high spirits.
I saw Bai Yunyi set up a blackboard more than two meters high, arranged tables and chairs next to it, and called a follower to record the betting data of all parties.
How many levels Si Xueyi could pass on Tianlai Peak was turned into a decent gambling game, and the odds of each level were solemnly written on the black board.
Tianlai Peak is rarely open to the public, and there is an endless stream of disciples from the Holy Academy coming here.
Those who were watching the excitement and those who were planning to meditate, all moved closer when they saw the gambling game.
For a time, there was a lot of excitement and excitement.
"Si Xueyi has some abilities after all. I bet he can pass three levels."
"Nine passes, one thousand high-grade spiritual jade!"
"Seven levels, three hundred high-grade spiritual jade."
"A fourth-level Dragon Vein monk dares to pass the test together with a senior saint. I bet he won't be able to pass the first test!"
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Bai Yunyi was very happy. He just wanted to see Si Xueyi's joke in this bet. The more people who bet, the more people will pay attention.
Gu Lin from Xuanyin Palace on the side said with a smile: "Brother Bai, these chips are too concentrated. They are all under ten levels. I'm afraid you are going to bleed heavily."
Bai Yunyi laughed and said: "Just have fun, just have fun, this is the effect you want. I don't believe in banishing immortals at all!"
"With one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual jade, brother Xueyi can pass thirty levels."
At this moment, a clear voice came.
Fu Hongyao came over with Duanmuxi's bet and dropped a jade token, which was the ticket of the Penglai Pavilion Chamber of Commerce.
With the Jade Card, you can receive 100,000 high-grade spiritual jade from Penglai Pavilion.
Most of the people present are from Tianxu Holy City and are no strangers to this jade tablet.
"This belongs to Sister Xi, and there are 100,000 high-grade spiritual jade from Hong Yao, which is even better than Brother Xueyi's ability to pass the 30th level."
"And me, I also bet that Si Xueyi can pass thirty levels and win one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual jade."
Feng Ziyu and Duanmu Xi also walked over at this time, and this time they had an additional three hundred thousand high-grade spiritual jade.
The monks from all directions were shocked, this was too big a gesture.
"Senior Brother Bai, the odds of these thirty levels are 1 to 9. Once they win, we will pay 2.7 million high-grade spiritual jade."
The attendant behind the case was a little frightened, holding the pen and not daring to take it at all.
It's easy for the children of the aristocratic family to grit their teeth and get one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual jade, but when it reaches a huge amount of nearly three million, Bai Yunyi can't come up with it.
Duanmuxi said coldly: "Don't you dare to accept it? You set up this bet just to let the monks from all over the world come to see Si Xueyi's joke. If you want to play, I will just play with you."
Bai Yunyi's mouth twitched, and he stared at the three people opposite him, extremely angry.
What’s so good about this Si Xueyi!
Three stunning beauties, including Feng Ziyu, whom he longed for, actually sided with Si Xueyi.
Bai Yunyi's expression changed, and he finally smiled and said: "I'll take it, do you really think Si Xueyi is an immortal? Thirty levels, what a joke!"
At this moment, the whole place was in an uproar, and the gambling game instantly became serious.
With Duanmuxi and the other three joining, more and more people are participating, and the chips have reached an astronomical figure.
suddenly.
The name of Xue Yi, the boss of Taixuan Stone Monument, became the focus of everyone's attention.
Hongyao also seemed quite nervous. Lingyu was not important. Once he lost, Bai Yunyi might become more arrogant.
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At this moment, Si Xueyi seemed extremely calm.
He followed the crowd and walked slowly forward on the mountain road, feeling the pressure of the sword falling with every step he took.
The sword intent from the Cang Qiong Sword Emperor is tempering one's own martial arts will all the time.
Soon, he came to the first level.
What stood in front of everyone was a lotus pond. Next to the lotus pond was a ten-foot-tall willow tree.
Players need to pick a lotus leaf before they can continue to move forward.
Snap!
Someone stepped forward to break through, but when picking lotus leaves, he was severely slapped in the face by a willow branch nearby. After falling to the ground, he covered his face and kept wailing.
This level is actually very simple, it just tests the monk's speed and reflexes.
Those who came here to enter the barrier were fully prepared, and most of them got the lotus leaves easily.
"This level may seem simple, but it requires extremely high speed and reflexes. However, if you are not skilled enough, it is not impossible to be split in half by a willow branch."
Someone looked at Si Xueyi and said something sinisterly.
Si Xueyi is now famous throughout the Holy Court, and his every move attracts much attention, and many people are quietly paying attention to him.
Want to see how he responds.
If you are slapped in the face by a wicker, your reputation will be ruined.
Si Xueyi has a clear mind about this. The higher you go, the more people want to see your jokes.
Can you see it?
Si Xueyi rose into the air, flew over the lotus pond, and easily reached the lotus leaf as soon as he raised his hand.
When the wicker hit him, he struck it like a sword and cut the wicker in half.
Without waiting for anyone to react, they continued walking forward.
"So fast!"
"But he can cut wicker with his fingers. How on earth does this guy do it?"
Everyone was shocked and their eyes were full of doubts.
Si Xueyi, on the other hand, kept moving forward and easily reached the ninth level.
After reaching the ninth level, almost all the monks who were trying to make a fool of themselves were eliminated, at least they were all monks who were at the peak of the sixth level of Dragon Vein and reached the Great Perfection.
There are also many senior saints at the seventh level of Dragon Vein.
This group of people glowed with a faint purple light, and their figures were majestic, like a sun shining brightly in the crowd.
Si Xueyi's fourth level dragon vein looked extremely dazzling among the monks.
But no one had time to pay attention to him, because the difficulty of this level really increased.
There were many people nearby, sitting cross-legged and closing their eyes, recovering from their injuries.
Standing in front of them was a swordsman in white who was nearly three feet tall. He stood with a sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Anyone who can take my three swords can pass."
Whoosh!
Six figures rose into the sky at the same time, trying to get through together.
The white-clothed swordsman ignored him and swiped at him with his big sword. The six figures each tried their best to block the power of the sword.
Phew!
But all six of them were swept away. After landing, they vomited blood and one of them even fainted.
Swish, swish, swish!
Several more figures rose into the air, trying to take advantage of this gap to rush through.
Snap!
But the swordsman in white turned around and slapped these people on the cliff nearby. Their bodies were embedded in them, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
Sounds of breaking through the air came and went, and many people wanted to take this opportunity to distract the swordsman in white.
But no one succeeded.
A few people dodged the sword light, and after landing, their faces were pale, showing signs of lingering fear.
"Is it so difficult on the tenth level?"
"It's almost impossible to get through with more people. The swordsman in white can return the sword several times faster."
"Let's just attack head-on. If you try to take advantage of others, your death will only be worse."
"Indeed, if you carry it head-on, even if you don't get over it, the injury won't be serious. There is still a chance to continue to break through."
Everyone saw the clues that the swordsman in white was far more powerful than everyone else.
If you want to be opportunistic, your attack will only become heavier.
When everyone looked solemn, a monk with purple lightning all over his body rose up from the sky.
The electric light on his body was extremely bright. When the giant sword struck, he punched out and blocked the opponent's blade.
When the second sword came, the shadow of Arhat appeared behind him, blocking the giant sword again.
When the swordsman in white took action for the third time, the man's sharp edge sharpened and he took the initiative to attack, kicking the giant sword back.
Then he stretched out his arms and crossed over easily.
"Sikong He!"
"As expected of Sikong He, he passed easily."
"In this Holy Academy ranking match, he is destined to be a blockbuster. His strength is really unfathomable."
Everyone present recognized Sikong He almost at a glance and were extremely shocked by the strength he displayed.
Whoosh!
Just as everyone was talking about it, a white figure rose into the sky and rushed over after Sikong He.
"Si Xueyi!"
"So brave, I dare to go through the tenth level."
"If he can't pass this level, he will die!"
"I'll go, are you crazy, this Si Xueyi?"
When they saw the white figure clearly, the monks present were extremely shocked, far greater than Sikong He's reaction after passing the test.