Han Lunt actually shattered his death bracelet in an instant and voluntarily admitted defeat.
He Yunzi shouted angrily: "The winner of this victory is: Lan Fang - Earth Dragon!"
When Hanrent instantly turned into an ice sculpture, the spectators were still surprised.
It wasn't until He Yunzi announced the results to the public that they all came to their senses——
"What the hell are you doing? Are you giving up so easily?"
"Yes, yes, Han Lunt, you are also a nine-star Xuanhuang after all! Are you afraid to death of even a seven-star Xuanhuang after giving up your prodigal tricks?"
"I have 30,000 kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones from Male Gobi!"
"Hahahahaha, I didn't expect that the blue earth dragon was so lucky that he could win this battle. It's all because the opponent is a death-phobe."
"Damn it! Han Lunt, you are so afraid of death, why do you want to beat up the Medicine God Lei? You have tricked your grandfather and me to death!"
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Those who lost money yelled, and those who won money yelled that they were lucky.
In short, few people felt that Chen Shen won this battle with his strength.
In the arena, Han Lunt, who was inside the power of the sealing and ice formation, thought to himself: "Humph, a bunch of blind fools, how dare they say that I'm afraid of death?"
"Damn it, if I had given up defeat just a moment later, I would have really died!"
"But having said that, this young man in white doesn't have a strong killing intent. Maybe even if I hold on for a while, I won't be killed..."
"But in the end, I will still be the loser. Why should I waste my efforts?"
Thinking of this, Han Lunt looked at Chen Shen across the ice, his eyes full of fear: "Of the thirty-six mysterious weapons I threw out in the last round, thirty-five were spirit weapons.
It's a low-grade, medium-grade thing, with the exception of a flying needle."
"That's the Hidden Stinging Flying Needle!"
"The Hidden Stinging Flying Needle, I used special techniques to hide the true strength of the weapon spirit. On the surface, it looks like it is just a low-grade spiritual object."
"But in fact, it is a genuine high-grade spiritual-level mysterious weapon!"
"Not even the power of the self-destructing weapon spirit of a high-grade spiritual class mysterious weapon could tear apart the body-protecting profound energy of the young man in white."
"If I continue to fight with him, won't I be seeking death?"
Once you decide something is not right, give up without hesitation.
Han Lunt has participated in so many Medicine God Competitions, but he is still alive with good arms and legs. It is really not a fluke: this is really inseparable from his decisive decision-making character.
Not long after——
"Chi chi chi chi..."
The freezing power of the ice formation slowly dissipated. After Hanrent fell back to the ground from mid-air, he smiled miserably at Chen Shen: "You won, congratulations!"
"It's a given, a given, a lucky break."
Chen Shen also smiled lightly and returned the gesture with fists in his hands.
Afterwards, Hanrent did not stand immediately, but looked around, not knowing what he was looking at.
After three breaths, when the remaining eight clones created by Chen Shen using Qingyun Phantom Step also disappeared, Han Lunt's brows suddenly twitched twice——
"Oh my God! The one who withstood the power of the self-destructing spiritual weapon of the Hidden Stinging Flying Needle just now was actually a clone?"
It turns out that the reason why he didn't leave the scene was because he wanted to determine whether the person who was not killed by the Hidden Stinging Flying Needle was his main body or a clone.
If it were the original body, that would be fine.
If it is a clone... it can only prove that the real combat power of the blue earth dragon is much stronger than Han Lunt imagined!
Now, the truth he saw with his own eyes made the short, middle-aged man even more frightened: "It can be seen from this that the eight clones seemed to have been blown into nothingness by the weapon spirit, but in fact... it was this
The young man in white deliberately restrained his power and made it look fake, right?"
For a moment, the bitter smile on Hanrent's face became extremely weird, as if he was congratulating himself on his decision to surrender in time, but he also seemed to have a helpless feeling of being deceived.
Finally, the short man took a deep breath, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand.
Chen Shen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with the other party.
Han Lunt said angrily: "To be honest, I never want to meet an opponent like you again. It's too shocking."
Chen Shen scratched his head with his left hand with a silly smile on his face: "I've told you before, you're pretty good too."
Hanrent smiled bitterly and shook his head, let go, turned around, and showed no sloppiness in his stance.
Even though there was already an explosion at the guest table——
"Hanrent, you are a fucking coward, a coward as timid as a mouse!"
"Ah ah ah, you have the nerve to shake hands with someone after losing? Where is your face? Where is your face?"
"Male Gobi, isn't this guy in cahoots with Tulong to cheat gambling money by playing tickets?"
"Damn it! Even if it is true, we have nothing to say. We are willing to accept defeat... Anyway, I don't dare to cause trouble in the Shenyao Sect."
"Alas! I have no choice but to admit defeat!"
At this time, at the top seat of the spectator seats, Yun Guxue was very excited: "Oh yeah! I didn't expect that guy to really win, hahahahaha! Not bad, not bad~"
Chen Xiaoyun's complexion was still as pale as water, but she was secretly relieved.
Then he slowly turned his head and said to the stunned Sima Youchuan: "It seems that I won this bet. Two million kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones, please bring them?"
"Damn it!"
Sima Youchuan frowned.
He never thought that he would lose the bet, but now, the facts were like a knife, stabbing him in the center.
Even if he is one of the top ten heaven-level sects, a dignified eight-star Xuanzong, and an ancestor-level existence, losing two million kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones at once would still feel painful.
After settling his gambling debt, Sima Youchuan thought to himself: "I wonder where Chen Xiaoyun found such a ruthless character? To be able to defeat Han Lunt, who is in the nine-star Xuanhuang realm, is by no means as simple as luck.
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"That little beast is still only at the cultivation level of the Seven-Star Xuanhuang. If one day he can grow to half a step of the Xuanzong realm..."
"No! The God of Medicine will never allow such an awesome competitor to exist!"
"I have invested so much in Wu Xianfeng, how can I allow such an unknown guy to overshadow him one day in the future?"
Thinking of this, he grimaced and quietly sent a message to his disciple who was standing respectfully.
Chen Xiaoyun naturally caught the fluctuations of the soul around the other party, and knew that he was transmitting a message, but she didn't know what exactly he said.
After a while, Wu Xianfeng nodded fiercely, turned around and left.
Chen Xiaoyun narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling secretly vigilant in her heart, and ordered Yun Guxue to return the spiritual stone won by Chen Shen to its original owner.
At this time, He Yunzi's words echoed throughout the audience: "Tulong, you have won three games in a row, and your accumulated bonus has reached 40,000 kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones."
The old man glanced at the young girl who flew in and said, "Besides, the bet between you and someone has already been decided."
"So, do you want to enter the fourth battle immediately? Or do you want to cultivate for some time before continuing?"