There was a dead silence around, and everyone was stunned.
I thought Lin Yuantang was too impulsive and rashly challenged Chu Yuange, and he would definitely suffer a crushing defeat on the spot and be humiliated. Not only did he lose his face, but he even lost his face in the Qingyuan Dao Mansion.
Who knew that his cultivation level had reached the second level of the Transformation Saint. Chu Yuange underestimated the enemy and seriously injured his palm with just one move. This result was completely beyond everyone's expectations.
"Didn't it mean that Lin Fujun has been stagnating at the peak of the Ninth-level Supreme Saint and is difficult to break through? When did he reach the realm of Saint Transformation?" someone murmured to himself.
"Yes, with the current family background of the Qingyuan Dao Mansion, it is impossible for him to be promoted to the Saint of Transformation. If he relied on his own hard work, he shouldn't have been promoted so early." A person next to him subconsciously agreed.
"It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable." Someone shook his head, looking confused and confused.
Among the crowd, Han Daocheng, Xiao Zilie, Luo Zongtian and others looked at each other, with surprise on their faces.
They had some expectations for such a result, otherwise they would not have dared to bet with Su Guang and others. But when they saw this scene, they were still unbelievable when they saw the two dazzling holy rainbows between Lin Yuantang's eyebrows.
Among everyone, there were only the old gods such as Su Guang, Zhuang Mengdie, and others, who looked like everything was expected.
"How much did you get?" Gu Fenghua lowered his voice and asked Su Guangda with great enthusiasm.
"Nine hundred thousand." Su Guang grinned when he heard this, smiling so hard that his eyes could hardly open.
"I'm asking how much did you press for me?" Gu Fenghua asked.
"Three hundred thousand." Su Guang replied.
"Not bad, not bad." Gu Fenghua said with a smile.
In the past, whether in Tianji Continent or Wuji Shengtian, she had never been worried about money, but when she came to Wushangtian, she was penniless. After this gamble, she was finally able to return to the ranks of a rich woman... No,
This is clearly a matter of picking money, so how can it be called gambling? Besides, can people who practice practice be called gambling? This is just a game.
"There are two more tricks." Lin Yuantang said lightly in the open space among the crowd.
Although he took the lead with one move, he did not take advantage of the situation to attack. Instead, he maintained the manner that the king of the mansion should have. He bowed slightly, held his back with one hand, stretched forward with the other hand, made a gesture of asking for help
.
"I didn't expect that you would be promoted to the Saint of Transformation...Puff..." Chu Yuange came back to his senses from the shock and struggled to get up, but just supported half of his body, he sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist and fell heavily.
On the ground.
"Master Fujun, Master Fujun!" Qiu Mingyi and others finally woke up like a dream, and hurried forward to support Chu Yuange.
"Mr. Chu Fu, I think that's all for today. You are very hurt. If I continue to do it, it seems like I'm bullying you, Tianxin Dao Mansion. We owe those two moves first, and we'll come back after your injury heals.
Let me." Lin Yuantang said with caring and considerate expression.
Gu Fenghua sighed again: It’s really good that this mansion master is good. He is so sarcastic and harsh in his mouth, but his expression is still so gentle and elegant. It makes people involuntarily look at it.
He had the urge to rush up and slap him twice.
"Puff..." With the support of Qiu Mingyi and others, Chu Yuange had already stood up, but when he heard Lin Yuantang's words, he looked at his flat smile and spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his old face was also