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Chapter 142, faction gambling

"Stop being ink-stained and get on the ring!" Chi Jishang stood up first.

"Ink marks?" Xu Ming shook his head and smiled secretly.

You are a fool, you are so eager to dig a hole and bury yourself?

Of course Xu Ming guessed that the reason why he would play in the first elimination match and that his opponent coincidentally turned out to be Chi Ji Shang, this must have been deliberately arranged by Chi Ji Shang.

Money can make all the difference, but just secretly arranging the opponent for the first elimination round is not a big deal.

"It's good for the first game!" Xu Ming originally intended to make a high profile, but now that he can appear in the first game of the elimination round, the opportunity couldn't be better.

"Xu Ming!" Gu Hanmo's voice transmission sounded immediately, "Chi Ji Shang was born in the Chi tribe and has been born with divine power since he was a child. Moreover, the blood of the Chi tribe is somewhat special, causing his profound energy to be naturally mixed with

A trace of fire breath; when you fight him, you must be careful of his weird mysterious energy, and besides..."

Gu Hanmo carefully analyzed Chi Ji Shang, so that Xu Ming could have a better idea and be more prepared: "...Finally, Chi Ji Shang's cultivation level is very close to the limit of innate perfection; his comprehensive strength should be enough to rank among

Be among the top thirty in this year's sect martial arts competition!"

"It's close to the limit of innate perfection..." Xu Ming thought for a while and said, "It's not bad, you can warm up."

"That's all I know about Chi Ji Shang." Gu Han said silently, "You should have no problem defeating him, but you have to be careful not to capsize!"

Gu Hanmo knew that Xu Ming had defeated Ye Qianjue with just one look, so he was naturally quite reassured about Xu Ming's strength. In his opinion, Xu Ming could reach the top ten, and even have the hope of reaching the top five. Against a Chi Ji Shang,

Of course it's no problem.

"Don't worry, I know it!" Xu Ming responded.

When walking to the ring, Xu Ming first quietly opened a "perfect battle" for himself. As for the "super-perfect battle", he was in no hurry to start it; naturally he should keep his trump card as long as he can!

Then, Xu Ming casually threw away hundreds of hard points, and activated level 4 double attack, double defense, and acceleration.

Xu Ming's strength has improved greatly. With the three hooks and one open at level 4, his attributes are directly "x5", and he has reached the ultimate level of innate perfection in one fell swoop! - This is just "pure attributes", without counting secret skills, realm and other factors.

"Close to the limit of innate perfection? Is it very powerful?" Xu Ming still has a lot of hidden strength, which is enough to easily deal with Chi Jishang.

But other people at the sect martial arts meeting were not as optimistic about Xu Ming as Gu Hanmo was.

After all, others didn’t know that Xu Ming once defeated Ye Qianjue instantly with just one look; they thought that Xu Ming was just slightly stronger than Ye Qianjue and could just win, so Ye Qianjue just gave up and didn’t dare to challenge!

If he was only slightly stronger than Ye Qianjue, he would obviously not be Chi Jishang's opponent.

Therefore, many people who thought they had grasped the truth began to sympathize with Xu Ming:

"This Xu Ming is so unlucky that he bumped into Chi Ji Shang in the first battle!"

"Yes! Originally, I thought that since he is more powerful than Ye Qianjue, he should have the hope of winning a match and advancing to the top thirty-two. Now it seems that he will be eliminated directly!"

"It's unlucky... Chi Jishang's cultivation is already close to the limit of innate perfection. Moreover, his bloodline is special. Even when faced with the true limit of innate perfection, he has encountered it head-on!"

"Let us mourn for Xu Ming! Originally, if he, a new disciple, could directly enter the top thirty-two in his first sect martial arts competition, he would definitely set a record that is difficult to surpass. But now...

...Tsk!" This old disciple of the inner sect said that he was mourning for Xu Ming, but it clearly sounded like he was gloating about his misfortune.

But it's normal.

Xu Ming stands out from the crowd, so it is natural for him to be jealous; on the contrary, it is abnormal for him not to be jealous!

Among the senior officials of the sect, Gu Xiyifang's face looked slightly ugly.

Gu Kongshan sent a message to the group chat among the elders of the Gu family: "Xu Ming ran into Chi Ji Shang in the first battle. Is it really a coincidence, or did someone deliberately arrange it like this?"

The elders of the Gu family smiled bitterly and said: "It's hard to say - but aren't there a few games in the first round of the knockout competition every year that are deliberately arranged? This thing is difficult to check, and there is no point in finding it out."

Of course Gu Kongshan also knew this truth: "But in recent years, the performance of our Gu disciples in the sect's martial arts competition has been getting worse and worse. Nowadays, it is rare for Xu Ming to appear. Originally, there was hope that he could be more than thirty-two strong."

I was occupying a position, but I met Chi Ji Shang..."

The senior officials of the Gu family all know that if Xu Ming loses, one of the top thirty-two disciples will be missing from the Gu family; if one goes, one more disciple from the Liang family or the Zhang family will appear on the list of the top thirty-two.

Of course this feeling is unpleasant.

Luo Feng, Song Jiahan, and Chen Wansong have also heard about how powerful Chi Ji Shang is. And their impression of Xu Ming is still at the level of "stronger than Ye Qianjue, weaker than Chi Ji Shang".

"Xu Ming, come on..." Luo Feng and Chen Wansong could only express their blessings secretly.

Song Jiahan clenched his pink fists tightly: "Xu Ming, you must work hard, you must defeat him, and let the entire Barbarian Sect know how powerful you are!"

Chi Jishang's attention fell on Song Jiahan from time to time; this time, he saw Song Jiahan staring at Xu Ming with ease, her two pink fists clenched tightly, as if she was praying and expecting.

What.

What can you pray for?

Chi Jishang immediately thought - Damn, I must be praying and hoping that Xu Ming will defeat me!

"Defeat me?" Chi Jishang sneered in his heart, "Song Jiahan, Song Jiahan, wait a minute, I will ravage Xu Ming in front of the entire Barbaric Sect. When the time comes, you will know, follow me

In comparison, Xu Ming is just a scumbag!"

It's a pity that Chi Jishang won't know - in Song Jiahan's view, he, Chi Jishang, is like a "little monster" on Xu Ming's upgrade path.

Xu Ming defeated the "little monster", which was natural and everyone was happy; but if Xu Ming was defeated by the "little monster", Song Jiahan would not think that the "little monster" was brave and brave, but would expect Xu Ming to quickly level up.

Win this "little monster" back.

In other words, no matter how stunning, awesome or shocking Chi Jishang's performance is, Song Jiahan's heart cannot be transferred from Xu Ming to him.

It was a truth that made Chi Jishang despair and sad—fortunately, Chi Jishang didn’t know it yet.

At this time, in the "Voice Communication Group Chat" of the top management of the Liang Department, everyone was talking happily: "Haha, one less person from the Gu Department will enter the top 32!"

The top thirty-two players, of course, are nothing. But seeing their opponent, Gu, lose one of their top thirty-two spots, they are happy.

"Xu Ming's talent is really good; unfortunately, it has been poached by their Gu department."

"I heard that Xu Ming's marksmanship is good - by the way, Elder Wang, what do you think?"

Elder Wang Chao is the godfather of the entire marksmanship community in the Barbarian Sect!

"Good marksmanship?" Wang Chao sneered disdainfully, "A fifteen-year-old furry kid who hasn't even held the barrel of a gun steady yet dares to say he has good marksmanship?"

The stick of the moon, the sword of the year, the spear of a lifetime.

Of course Wang Chao knew how difficult it was to practice marksmanship. It was "theoretically" impossible for a fifteen-year-old Maomaoba to be able to use a gun well.

However, Xu Ming never reasoned with others!

Liang Weihe, the helmsman of the Liang Clan, also spoke: "Elder Wang Chao is right - in this year's first round of 'faction betting', we will bet on Chi Ji Shang, everyone has no objections, right?"

"No objection!"

"No objection."

"Of course Ochichi Shang!"

"I'm just afraid of this round. Gu Xi knows he will lose and will definitely not take over!"

"I guess they won't take the game!" Liang Weihe smiled casually, "But how will you know if you don't try? What if they dare to take the game? - Besides, even if they don't dare to take the game, you can still ridicule them in person.

As a disciple of the Gu system, this feels quite comfortable, isn't it?"

After finalizing the discussion in the "Meeting Group Chat", Liang Weihe directly sent a message to Gu Kongshan and Zhang Kuang: "Kongshan, in the first game of 'Faction Gambling' this year, our Liang family is betting on Chiji Shang.

Do you think you dare to take it? As long as you dare to take it, I will play with you in any bet - Brother Zhang Kuang, help me to be a witness."

Zhang Kuang, the second elder of the Wilderness Sect, is also the leader of the Zhang Clan.

"Kong Shan, I know that you may not have the guts to take this round. It's okay. Just say it and admit that your disciple is not good. I understand that, right?"


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