Lin Fan really hated it so much!

I really didn't expect that King Qingmu would not care about this ranking.

He was betting that Rakshasa Zuo would be defeated, and the odds he set were extremely high.

But now——

"Hahaha...Old foxes also make miscalculations sometimes." King Rakshasa smiled and was extremely happy, happy to see Lin Fan defeated.

"Made, if you lose big, if you lose big, at least you can win or lose around 10 million."

Lin Fan felt so painful that his heart was twitching.

"Come on, you have been swaying the situation and manipulating the gambling market during this period. I am afraid you have won more than billions. If you lose today, it is just a drop in the bucket." The Rakshasa King took a sharp look at Lin Fanzhou's skinned appearance.

Lin Fan sighed, but in the end he smiled bitterly and said: "The planning during this period has been too smooth and selfless. I really thought that I was the reincarnation of Zhuge. If you lose like this, you deserve the points."

King Rakshasa glanced at Lin Fan, who said solemnly: "Since King Qingmu aspires to the throne, why does he care about the so-called ranking of envoys? I take it for granted. I won't complain about this loss."

Then Lin Fan chuckled and said: "Since we lost this time, we will win everything in the next game."

"What are you going to do?" King Rakshasa looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan said: "We only need one seat among the first three seats. It's better to hide the sword in its sheath. People around the world don't really recognize Xiaoyou's strength. What's more, she was seriously injured last time when we challenged two people in a row. Even with me, This first divine master is useless, we can’t let her recover in a hurry.”

King Rakshasa narrowed his eyes slightly and heard Lin Fan look at Rakshasa's right envoy and said: "In the next game, you will lose, and you will lose as you should, but no injuries are allowed."

"Are you so sure that Xiao Zuo can get first place?" King Rakshasa looked at Lin Fan in surprise.

Lin Fan chuckled and said: "The first one is not sure, Shura Zuo Envoy should occupy the first seat, but the second one is not running away, even if Xiao Zuo doesn't want to go, King Qingmu will try his best to let him go."

"Why?" King Rakshasa asked.

"You are really stupid, why don't you think? I always feel tired talking to you." Lin Fan said jokingly.

"Hmph! If you're tired of talking to me, I won't talk."

King Rakshasa glanced away with a gloomy expression.

Lin Fan scratched his head, a little confused as to why the Rakshasa King was angry again, and explained to himself: "It is more in the interest of King Qingmu if Shura Zuo takes the first place and Xiao Zuo takes the second place. Only in this way, Only then can he arrange his people better."

"I understand." King Rakshasa sighed and laughed at himself: "It seems that I am not suitable for playing tricks. There are so many twists and turns, and every move will kill the game. They are all traps."

"With me here, there is no need for you to plan." Lin Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, I'm going."

At this moment, Xiaoyou opened his mouth, and it turned out that it was Qingmu Youshi who was already on the ring.

Compared with the previous battle, the battle between Xiaoyou and Qingomeyou didn't attract much attention and appeal at all.

In the previous game, there was a huge upset.

The left Rakshasa envoy who was supposed to crush his opponent turned out to be the one who was crushed, but in the end he surprisingly outperformed his opponent.

But this time...

Rakshasa's right envoy will surely win.

I don't know how many people were eager to rush into Lin Fan's gambling stall to place heavy bets and buy Xiao Yousheng.

Even the two emperors, three kings and many envoys have spent a lot of money.

They were all holding back their anger.

Just because during this period, everyone from the double emperors to the casual cultivators were losing so much that they would feel frightened when they saw a gambling stall with a Rakshasa King chess hanging on it.

So, this time, everyone is betting hard. In this obvious battle situation, how can we not bet hard? How can we not win back the spiritual stones we lost before?

The fighting begins!

Xiaoyou is too strong, seems to be stronger than last time.

It had just begun, and the attack was like a violent storm.

But because of this, the Shuanghuang's pupils suddenly narrowed, and an unpleasant feeling arose.

Such urgency is a taboo on the battlefield.

Sure enough, after thirty moves of fighting, the Rakshasa Right Envoy's attack was suddenly slowed down, and when he exchanged a blow with the Qingmu Right Envoy, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.

Then, a lot of blood splattered on her body.

"Old wounds!"

Youhuang roared.

"Wait! We admit defeat."

King Rakshasa spoke directly.

King Qingmu's face suddenly turned cold.

"What the hell!"

Even the Emperor of Mori cursed directly.

The bet during this period of time caused him to lose all the benefits he had forcibly divided from Lin Fan. In addition, in today's game, he almost lost all his capital.

"Mu Yi, you falsely claim to be the number one divine master, but for so long, you can't even cure your subordinates!"

King Shura roared angrily.

It’s really adding insult to injury.

Nothing feels right.

Lin Fan's eyes turned cold: "Master is just a title, not a god. Medicine cannot cure illnesses, and some injuries can only be replaced."

King Qingmu's eyes were dark: "This sentence...does Brother Mu Yi believe it?"

Lin Fan suddenly moved his eyes and looked at King Qingmu, saying: "Whether you believe it or not is none of my business? I believe it."

King Qingmu vented his anger.

Invisibly, a line was set.

It was difficult for others to see, and even he couldn't see the strangeness of this battle.

However, according to Qingmu's report, Rakshasa's right envoy was very strong and certainly had no internal injuries, so he deliberately admitted defeat.

This made it difficult for him.

At the very least, some arrangements were disrupted.

However, he couldn't understand why Mu Yi would give up an obvious victory.

But no matter what, today's two battles are completed.

However, both games turned out to be huge upsets, exceeding everyone's expectations.

The residence of Rakshasa Palace.

"You go ahead." Lin Fan looked at the Rakshasa Zuo with a smile.

The Rakshasa Zuo envoy frowned and said: "I'm afraid I can't help it and kill the person who came to talk to me with one knife."

Lin Fan glared at him fiercely and said, "Swallowing this pill will prevent the other party from using any vicious means."

Before the Rakshasa Zuo Shi could react, Lin Fan arbitrarily injected the elixir directly into his Dantian.

The Rakshasa envoy left slowly after a while.

This was Lin Fan's deliberate decision to let him go later. Only in this way could it appear that Rakshasa Zuo Shicheng had struggled violently.

At dawn, the Rakshasa sent his envoy to the left to return.

But he did not come to report to Lin Fan and the Rakshasa King, which made the wisp of spiritual consciousness attached to the corner of Rakshasa's left envoy's clothes return with satisfaction.

This was King Qingmu's spiritual consciousness. If Lin Fan hadn't stayed up all night, waiting for the Rakshasa envoy to return, and suppressed King Rakshasa from asking, then the secret would have been exposed.

At dawn.

The ranking battle of the Eight Ambassadors will begin again.

The same is drawn by lots.

The top four rankings will be determined today, and the bottom four rankings will be determined tomorrow.

Inside the Twin Palaces.
Chapter completed!