fairy jade dust

The mountain roared and the tsunami.There is a lot of people, and the hustle and bustle is like a tide!

The competition has not yet started, but in the square in front of the Wushuang Great Hall of Wuling Peak, there are already dense crowds of cultivators. The crowds are crowded, the darkness is like dark clouds, and there are many people fighting for a favorable position.

The strong practitioners also came early.

Now that the big competition has been going on, there are fewer and fewer competitions, and there are not many opportunities to watch the competitions of masters, and no one wants to miss it.The level of this competition is far better than the previous one. Ordinary cultivators want to watch how the participating cultivators display their sword skills in the competition. If they are lucky, if they understand a little, it is very possible to improve their sword skills!Comprehending sword skills is also very promising!

In fact, it is not uncommon for someone to comprehend sword skills because of this!

Of course, those who can comprehend sword skills are only a minority after all, even if they comprehend only forced sword skills, they are proud enough!

Even if you can't comprehend the sword skills, it is a great promotion and improvement for yourself to exchange your experience with other practitioners while watching!There are no disadvantages.

There is still a period of time before the start of the competition, and the onlookers are in groups of three or four, discussing, guessing the trend of the competition, discussing sword skills, and making friends, they are very busy.

In the southwest corner of the square, it is especially lively.

In front of a square table, cultivators had long been surrounded, layer upon layer, and everyone squeezed forward, wanting to hear what the cultivator in white was saying.

The white-clothed cultivator sat leisurely at the table with a warm smile on his face, answering questions from the cultivators around him.

"Who is the person with the highest odds today?" A burly man pushed aside a group of cultivators and asked.

The cultivator in white looked calm, glanced at the crowd, and said with a smile: "The person with the highest odds today is still Luo Chen! His odds are fifty to one!"

"Fifty for one!" As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators gasped.

"The odds are too high!" A red-clothed cultivator exclaimed.

"If Luo Chen really wins the first place, wouldn't it be a big profit to buy him!" A cultivator at the beginning of Lingji said with longing.

"Buy him?" A black-clothed Lingji late-stage cultivator squeezed to the front, and said contemptuously, "Is there any hope for Luo Chen to win the first place? Buy him, how much you buy, how much you lose, and you lose everything!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was suddenly enlightened, and when they realized it, they looked at the cultivator in white with anger on their faces.

This is clearly a lie, no different from fraud!

"This gamble is too bad!"

"The odds of winning the first place are extremely low. Gu Yun's odds are now down to one to two!" Someone said dissatisfied.

"That's right, Luo Chen couldn't get the first place at first glance, the odds are so high, he is clearly trying to deceive us Lingshi." Immediately, someone complained endlessly.

The white-clothed cultivator looked at the group of cultivators calmly, and immediately put his eyes on the black-clothed spiritual-solution-stage cultivator, staring closely at the black-clothed spiritual-solitary late-stage cultivator, and asked, "Do you know who can win the first prize?" Is it?"

The black-clothed cultivator complained for a while, looked at the white-clothed cultivator, and shouted: "Aren't you talking nonsense, if I knew, I would have bought it secretly, so I don't have the time to gossip here."

There was a burst of laughter all around, looking at the white-clothed cultivator amusedly.

The cultivator in white looked calm and said with a smile: "You also said that you don't know who is the number one in the big competition, so I naturally don't know. Whether you can earn Lingshi or not depends entirely on your own judgment! The reason why I will change it from time to time The odds are also judged by myself! Whoever wins and loses is unknown, this is the fun of gambling!"

The laughter subsided, and a group of cultivators began to listen seriously to what the cultivator in white had to say.

The white-clothed cultivator looked at the crowd with a smile, and said, "How dare you be absolutely sure that Luo Chen will not win the first place? What if he hides his strength and finally wins the first place, with the super high odds of fifty times , whoever buys him, counting the spirit stones will make his hands sore!"

"It's the same for other cultivators." The white-clothed cultivator continued: "I have different odds every day. You can use your own judgment to bet on the contestants you value. Whether you can make money or not is all in your own hands! It has nothing to do with me! Guyun has a great hope of winning the first place, and I have not stopped you from betting on Guyun!"

The black-clothed cultivator opened his mouth to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by the blue-robed cultivator beside the white-clothed cultivator.

The blue-robed cultivator looked at the crowd and encouraged him: "Until now, even Gu Yun, who has the lowest odds, pays [-] for [-]! Before, he paid [-] for [-]! If you bet on him, he really won the first place. Lingshi, you can double it immediately! Others have higher odds, and naturally earn the most!"

The green-robed cultivator followed with a smile and said, "While watching the competition, you can also make a lot of money, why not do it?"

The three white-clothed cultivators burst into tongues, and after a series of bombardments, the onlookers were all stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that they agreed with what the three of them said, and the group of cultivators were all speechless.

As the three of them said, whether you can earn Lingshi or not depends entirely on your own vision and judgment. As long as you can bet on the right cultivator, you will definitely make a profit without losing money!

The white-clothed cultivator looked at the crowd and said with a smile on his face: "Our purpose of setting up this game is not to earn spirit stones, but to pass the waiting time, find fun, and have fun. So, I advise you, Don't just think about making a fortune, thinking about making a fortune! Such good things do happen. After the big competition is over, there will definitely be people who will make a lot of money. But, can you guarantee that you can become one of those people? If No, all your spirit stones will belong to me. Think twice before acting, don't get too hotheaded."

After the words fell, many cultivators fell into deep thought.Practitioners with a feverish mind are also quite rational.Everyone couldn't see the initial impetuosity on their faces, but when they looked at the cultivator in white, they all showed a little more admiration and inexplicable gratitude.

Ask yourself, if they were cultivators in white, they would never tell the cultivators who bet on this, wishing that everyone could bet on tens of thousands of spirit stones.

The words of the cultivator in white came from the heart and were extremely sincere. Everyone in the audience was infected and believed in him, and no one complained.

The complaint disappeared invisible, and a turmoil was silently resolved by the cultivator in white.

The black-clothed Lingji late-stage cultivator, seeing that the damage could not be done, turned around and retreated despondently.

The white-clothed cultivator looked through the crowd, looking at the black-clothed cultivator's direction of departure, thoughtful, and a trace of coldness flashed away in his calm eyes.

There were a lot of people, and after a short period of calm, the crowd became lively again.

"What are Lin Mu's odds today?" Someone immediately asked with concern.

The white-clothed cultivator smiled: "Lin Mu lost without a fight, he must be recuperating from his injuries, but if he loses a game, it will definitely cast a shadow on winning the first place. If I bid up the odds again, what should you do?" Scold me, today I will reduce his odds, one pays ten!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd said: "Then we won't buy him today, we lost in the first place, and now our hope is getting slimmer."

"That's right, isn't he afraid of Guyun and afraid to play?"

"The first is impossible!"

Some people can't help but gloat.

Those who had taken Lin Muxiu before were all tensed in their hearts and worried on their faces.

"Lin Mu missed the game, why?"

"Can he play this time?"

"Will his odds increase in the future?"

When a group of people care about it, it is chaotic, and various problems emerge in endlessly.

The three white-clothed cultivators were drowned in the sound of voices, and they kept answering various questions. The white-clothed cultivators didn't have the slightest irritability on their faces, and they always had a warm smile on their faces, gentle and elegant.

"I believe Lin Mu, after he recovers from his injury, he will definitely make a comeback." After some indiscriminate bombardment, the blue-robed cultivator separated from the crowd, sweating profusely.

The cultivators let the three of them go.

At this time, in front of the Wushuang Great Hall, Qiu Weilang, the elder of the Wushuang Sword Gate, announced in a loud voice: "The Grand Competition has officially begun!"

A group of people hurriedly turned around and concentrated on watching Dabi.

Many cultivators kept wandering their eyes in front of the hall, but it was disappointing that Lin Mu didn't come today!

Detaining Lin Muxiu, a shadow was once again cast in his heart.

Is the injury serious?Want to give up another game?

Is there still hope of becoming the top four?Can you still win the first place?

Many people were full of confidence before, but now they can't help looking forward and backward, not knowing what to do.Some people began to think about whether to take out the last remaining Lingshi and bet on Guyun in order to earn back their capital.

The possibility of Lin Mu winning the first place became more and more slim.

Even the cultivator in white had no intention of earning spirit stones from him, and instead of taking this opportunity to increase the odds wildly, the odds dropped instead!

The onlookers looked at the cultivators with different expressions, looking at the high platform, they had different thoughts.

At the beginning of the competition, the participating cultivators stepped onto the stage one after another, but on the third high platform, only one cultivator at the peak of the spiritual solitude stage made it up.

Many people focused their eyes on this high platform, their faces full of anticipation, unwilling to give up.

"Lin Mu must come!"

"I bet him 1 yuan in spirit stones."

"Never give up!"

Looking at the No. [-] high platform, everyone is looking forward to it.

Standing on the high platform, Lian Shu was also full of anticipation.

He hoped that Lin Mu would not come.

Before he was unlucky, he met two people, both of whom were top players. The first match was Gu Yun, who lost miserably!The second round was Xing Yun. He thought that relying on his own strength, he could defeat Xing Yun, but what made him extremely weird was that Xing Yun hadn't even displayed his sword skills, and he couldn't parry him only with the combination of sword moves. Even if he used the forceful sword skill, it would be irreversible. He even felt that the power of his sword skill was not as powerful as Xing Yun's sword move!

Originally, he could display real sword skills, but because his meridians were not strong enough, it would cause great damage to himself. Although the sword skills were extremely powerful, but seeing Xing Yun's relaxed expression, he simply gave up and left his strength to face the next cultivator.

But this time against Lin Mu, he was also not sure.

He had heard about Lin Mu's serious injury before, and now, he only hoped that Lin Mu could continue to recover from his injury and not come back again!

His name is Lian Shu, but he doesn't want to lose in a row!

A flash of sword light flashed, and Ju Bin, the verdict cultivator, fell from the sky.

Ju Bin glanced at Lian Shu, and said calmly: "Lin Mu hasn't arrived yet, according to the competition rules, you have to wait for half an hour, if he still doesn't come, you will win this round!"

Hearing this, Lian Shu couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

At this time, the competitions on other high platforms are already in full swing.

Many people's eyes were attracted by the wonderful competition, but at this time, there were still many people looking around from time to time, expecting Lin Mu to come.

Time flies, and on the fifth high platform, Gu Yun is swept away by the wind and clouds, frequently bursting out with powerful sword skills, already knocking down the opponent and winning again!

He has won three in a row!

The situation on the other high platforms gradually became clearer, and the end was not far away, but Lin Mu still did not appear.

After half an hour, Ju Bin thought that Lin Mu had given up again, so he couldn't help but announce: "This competition, Lian Shu..."

In a word, when he reached the last word, he stopped abruptly, and the word "win" was swallowed back into his stomach abruptly.

With a smile on his face, Ju Bin looked into the distance, and a series of sword lights flew towards him. It was Yinxin and his party!

Lin Mu is on the list!