Lu Xun smiled slightly: "Don't worry, if we really want to have a bet, we will all improve ourselves and ensure that we fight at the same level."
"How about, do you dare to bet?"
For such a reason, how could the emperors and sons refuse to accept it?
If you don't dare to fight at the same level, then you still have the nerve to challenge for the throne?
Which emperor is so cowardly?
"Bet!" A voice came from the Heavenly Mother Star below, booming and awe-inspiring.
This made Yang Yihuan and others look awe-inspiring.
Seven-star saint, at least!
They are stronger than ordinary saints, but at most they can only fight across one or two stars. If they are less than four stars, it will be impossible for them to fight together and they will have to run away.
The emperor's sons all know that this is a saint from the imperial clan who is here, and he is not a seven-star, but an eight-star.
Saint Xuanhuo belongs to the Red Lotus Emperor Clan.
Since this saint has always made promises, there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Okay, let's bet." Yan Dongming nodded, "What are the rules?"
"Send people at will to fight at the same level. The loser cannot fight again, and the winner can fight up to three times." Lu Xun had obviously thought about it and immediately told the rules of the gambling battle.
All the emperors and disciples nodded. If they can't win in a battle at the same level, there will be nothing to say.
"I'll come first." Han Yun from the Biluo Imperial Clan stood up first.
"Haha, I'll do it." Yang Yi smiled and came out with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't take Han Yun seriously at all.
"Humph!" This made Han Yun very angry.
The two immediately started fighting, and Han Yun immediately burst into full combat power. The two eight-star rules were integrated into the terrifying power, making his attack extremely domineering.
Although Yang Yihuan was no longer so carefree and used both hands to fight with Han Yun, everyone had the feeling that he had not yet used his full strength.
Hiss, how dare you have any reservations about a saint-level contest?
You must know how terrifying a saint's blow is. If it hits the vital part, it will be over.
Han Yun roared and used imperial magic frequently, and he also sacrificed a sacred weapon to increase his combat power.
As soon as the holy weapon came out, even Yang Yi didn't dare to entrust it and sacrificed the holy weapon.
The two fought again, and the intensity further increased.
However, Yang Yi is indeed more skilled. Everyone can see clearly that both of them used two eight-star rules, but Yang Yi still used them more skillfully, and even used them unpredictably, which was unexpected.
After more than a hundred moves, Han Yun had to withdraw from the battle group and voluntarily admit defeat.
If the fight continues, he may be seriously injured or even killed.
Although giving up would mean losing a star field, how could a star field be compared with his life?
Against ghosts, saints are the most important force.
In this way, Yangjian will lose one game first.
Yang Yi challenged again, and Yi Taishu came up to the emperor's side, but was still defeated.
After three battles, Yang Yi still won them all.
During the fourth battle, Yang Yi smiled and retreated, replaced by Feng Miaoling.
As a result, Feng Miaoling once again won three victories.
this!
All the emperor's sons were disgraced, having lost six out of six battles. Although Yan Dongming among them did not take action, Yan Dongming was only slightly stronger than the others.
We are all from the golden generation, how could the gap be so big?
what to do?
No one stepped forward to challenge, which made He Luo very bored.
He chuckled: "Hey, who is my opponent?"
This made all the emperors and princes very embarrassed. They were all taken advantage of by the enemy, but they were unable to do anything about it.
But if you try to be tough, not only will you lose face, but you will also lose more stars!
Who would be willing to do something like this that has only negative consequences?
"Oh, it's boring." He Luo shook his head, with a look of disdain on his face.
This is a naked provocation, but what can the emperors do?
"I'll fight you." At this time, a voice rang.
Everyone turned to look, wasn't it Ling Han?
He Luo suddenly showed a look of embarrassment. If he had a free fight with Ling Han, he would naturally not lose. However, Ling Han was only a Venerable, and he was only a three-star level.
If he lowers his cultivation level to that of a Venerable, how can he be Ling Han's opponent?
This gap is as big as heaven and earth.
"No need to compete, even if you win three games in a row." Lu Xun said, very generously.
Even so, their side still won three games and could obtain three star regions.
Ling Han thought for a while and said: "Since you have made a bet there, I also have a bet next. I wonder if you dare to accept it?"
"What bet?" Lu Xun asked, with a faint smile on his face.
Ling Han smiled: "You don't have to suppress your cultivation to fight with me. If you can beat me, you can get ten star fields! On the contrary, if you lose one game, you have to hand over ten star fields."
This is a counterattack!
However, all the emperors and sons shook their heads.
Are you crazy?
No matter how strong you are, you are only a three-star saint, and your fighting power is comparable to that of a two-star saint. But Lu Xun has two three-star saints!
Their martial arts talents are even better than those of the Golden Generation, so the combat power of Lu Xun and Wu Xingtong is estimated to reach the level of a five-star saint.
How do you win?
Isn’t this giving them the Star Territory?
Could it be that you are actually an undercover agent in the underworld?
"Hahahaha!" Lu Xun laughed, then shook his head, "Can you be the master?"
The outcome of this battle is related to ten star regions. Although there are tens of thousands of star regions in the world, under the current situation, no loss can be tolerated in each star region. The relationship is too great.
"Ling Han, don't mess around!"
"This is not the time for you to show off!"
All the emperors and princes shouted, "You are joking, there is no reason to give it away like this."
"Yes!" At this moment, the high-level saint's voice came out from the Heavenly Mother Star again, extremely loud.
What, Saint Xuanhuo actually agreed?
The emperor's sons were all surprised and couldn't believe it.
However, if a sage makes a promise and does not follow the laws of heaven and earth, he will be punished by heaven and earth.
"Okay, then let's fight!" Lu Xun nodded.
"I'll go first." He Luo walked out, "We can win a few more games."
He was actually unhappy when Lu Xun had to admit defeat on his behalf.
However, in a battle at the same level, he was indeed no match for Ling Han, and there was nothing he could do about it.
However, now that he is giving it a go, he will naturally go out to fight and save this face with his own hands.
He is the son of the emperor, how proud is his self-esteem?
Lu Xun thought for a while and nodded happily.
Every time Ling Han loses one more game, they can win ten more star regions, why not?
He Luo stared at Ling Han, and boom, the terrifying aura began to escape from his body, no longer needing to be suppressed.
"Death!" He went out and struck with one blow, and the three eight-star rules shone brightly.
What!
All the emperors were shocked. How could a one-star saint play three eight-star rules?