Yang Di was indifferent to the accusations made by the old guy at Juejian Villa. He retorted: "If you regard me as prey, you must be prepared to be bitten to death by the prey. This is the minimum awareness of a hunter. Don't you have it?"
?Moreover, don’t you ask the winner to harvest everything from the loser? I agreed, but in my opinion, the most valuable assets of these two people just now are far from me. In order to ensure fairness, at the beginning of the fight,
, I have used their lives as bargaining chips!"
"You!" The old master of Juejian Mountain Village went crazy with anger, but was speechless.
Yang Di was too lazy to pay attention anymore, reached out and grabbed everything on Chen Lin's body, including the few spirit swords that had not been scrapped.
Even if these things are not used by themselves, they can be sold for money. Since Yang Di agreed to the other party's request, he will naturally not let go of any loot.
But as a result, the atmosphere at the scene was inevitably a bit heavy.
Two geniuses died in battle one after another, with no chance of victory in sight. This is really frightening for all parties who have sent participants to the war.
The most uncomfortable thing is that the boy's actual combat power is seriously inconsistent with his cultivation level, which is elusive. It is also difficult to estimate how much ability he still has hidden.
At this moment, the strong men of the Celestial Clan looked even more solemn, because it was the turn of the person with the third lottery draw, and the person drawn in third place was a descendant of their Celestial Clan.
This was originally a good thing, but the little bastard's performance just now was too unexpected. Although the strong men of the Celestial Clan still have full confidence in future generations, they will inevitably worry about them.
"It would be great if it was Qo Lin who went to fight. No matter what ability that kid has, he can be captured easily!" An elder of the Heavenly Clan sighed secretly.
However, their attitudes and words undoubtedly stimulated the young man from the Celestial Clan who was about to go into battle.
As a third-term disciple of the Holy Academy, Wei Bin has already made a name for himself among the disciples of the same term in the Immortal Academy, and now his ranking among the inner sect is quite high!
But for a long time, Wei Bin has lived in the shadow of Qo Lin. Although the two are not young descendants of the same class, they come from the same lineage of the Celestial Clan and are somewhat related. Naturally, they are often compared by their elders.
Although Wei Bin admired Cao Lin, he did not think that his qualifications were inferior to that of his elder brother. As long as given time, he could also enter the core seats and become the leader of the Holy Academy.
Wei Bin is undoubtedly a proud and arrogant person. When the No. 3 lottery was drawn just now, Wei Bin's mood can only be described as secretly happy.
Yes, his current comprehensive strength is not as good as that of the Celin clan brother, but if he can win a great fortune for the Celestial Clan in such a big scene, and he will be mentioned by the elders in the future, he will be considered to have defeated the clan brother for once.
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Based on this mentality, even after witnessing two geniuses dying in battle, Wei Bin is still full of pride and has the belief that he must win.
In Wei Bin's eyes, there is a clear gap between those two people and himself. He is a direct descendant of the Celestial Clan, a dignified descendant of the Celestial Clan, with divine blood in his body, and a powerful foundation of the Celestial Clan behind him. However, those two people, at best,
He is just a moderately famous person among the geniuses in the monastic world.
Therefore, Wei Bin didn't want to be looked down upon by his elders again, and he couldn't bear to hear the words "It's a pity that he's not Culin".
Before the elders could discuss countermeasures, Wei Bin had already stood up, clenched his fists and said forcefully: "Elders, there is no need to worry, I will definitely defeat that kid in this battle and make him taste the price of offending the Celestial Clan!"
Hearing this, the elders of the Heavenly Clan also looked at each other, and other than words of encouragement, it was impossible to say anything else.
After all, it is an established fact that Wei Bin will take the lead in the battle. Unless the Tian Clan wants to give up this opportunity, this battle is inevitable.
Immediately, an elder with sharp eyes and quick hands quickly handed over a set of gleaming light armor to improve Wei Bin's combat effectiveness.
Seeing this, the other elders also donated money one after another. Even the silver-haired old man wanted to provide some help to this descendant.
But when this scene fell into the eyes of Gu Liang and the others opposite, they naturally refused to agree. Just now, the old immortal of the Xiling tribe secretly gave Wang Qingyu talisman beads, which was already quite excessive. Now, those guys are brazenly offering treasures to those who participated in the war.
This is simply to achieve the goal by any means necessary.
"It's too much to bully others, we should support each other, right? Yang Di, come here, I will also lend you some powerful treasures to torture those bastards to death!" Gu Liang got angry and couldn't bear to let someone suffer, so she wanted to help.
These words made the strong men of the Spirit Clan present change their expressions, and even the ancestor of the Spirit Clan was startled.
He hurriedly spoke and persuaded the big shots from all sides, saying: "I think you should exercise some restraint. If you break this rule, I'm afraid it's you who will suffer in the end!"
The current point of view is that if they want to fight for foreign aid treasures, people from all walks of life may not be able to defeat their eldest lady.
The powerful people from all sides naturally understood this meaning. If ordinary people spoke, they might not pay attention to it, but if an ancestor of the Spiritual Race said such words, it would inevitably make people jealous.
The Spirit Clan has a rich heritage and is proficient in forging all kinds of strange spiritual treasures. The noble children of this clan often make other monks complain about various magic weapons and instruments. This is a well-known thing in the monastic world.
Considering how much the girl was cared about by the ancestors of the Spirit Clan just now, anyone with a discerning eye knows that she is a noblewoman of the Spirit Clan. If she really fights like this, it’s hard to say who will take advantage!
Immediately, the powerful men from all sides looked at each other and could only restrain themselves. The elder of the Heavenly Clan could only awkwardly take the treasure back from Wei Bin, so as not to cause trouble for this descendant.
At this end, Xu Bai and others were very angry. Wei Chen muttered: "Miss, your ancestor is very unkind. Who is he trying to help?"
"That's right. According to me, Miss, you have so many rare treasures, you should have taken them out long ago and let the boss arm himself to his teeth." The little fat man agreed.
"Grandpa Si Xuanzu and the others must be afraid that something in my hand will be exposed in front of others, so they say that. Don't make random guesses." Xuelin said angrily.
On the battlefield, Yang Di didn't care. As long as it was not a taboo item, even if an ordinary powerful treasure fell into the hands of a young man, it would be difficult to exert too much power.
Moreover, Yang Di believes that he does not need to worry too much about this matter. With Master Yukong around, he should not suffer a big loss in this regard!
As for the two sides fighting for the treasure, Yang Di did not agree, because with Gu Liang's temper, if this girl was pushed into a hurry, she might even take out the spirit map, and then he would bring big trouble to the spirit tribe.
Although he failed to get the set of light armor, the pride in Wei Bin's eyes did not dissipate much.
He walked forward coldly, his eyes like an eagle's and a falcon's, exuding a majestic aura, standing there like an impeccable general.
Yang Di nodded secretly. Compared to the two souls who died under his sword just now, this person was much stronger.
As soon as this person appeared, he was ready to go and quickly entered a fighting state. His body was covered with a layer of silver light, making it difficult to find many flaws.
If Yang Di strikes again like he did in the first round, the success rate will be extremely low, and he may even incur a strong counterattack from his opponent.
"You didn't rush to take action. You don't seem to be a fool!" Seeing Yang Di's restrained reaction, Wei Bin showed a look of appreciation, but in his eyes, he was more complacent, and the so-called appreciation was more like a compliment.
Own.
At present, Yang Di did not attack quickly because he had already encountered a strong enemy.
"What about your Excellency? You haven't seen any movement for so long. Are you afraid of following in the footsteps of those two people just now?" Yang Di smiled calmly, naturally not being overwhelmed by his opponent's momentum.
"ignorance!"
Wei Bin snorted, and then struck decisively. Two silver cyclones condensed in his hands and rushed towards Yang Di quickly.
clang!
Yang Di's eyes flashed, and he swung his sword to fight back. When the sword hit the two silver cyclones, they were bounced back.
"kill!"
At the same time, Wei Bin suddenly showed his power, and a pair of silver thorns shot out, piercing the sky and hitting Yang Di's face.
His moves are extremely terrifying, and if divine help is provided, there is actually an invisible divine power permeating the air.
Yang Di fought back again, but at the moment of the collision, as sparks flew, the iron sword in his hand was chipped and bent to a certain extent.
There was an uproar all around, and many people exclaimed, all applauding Wei Bin's strong performance.
"What a sharp move!"
"As expected of a descendant of the God Clan, that powerful power should come from innate divine power, right?"
"That kid finally hit the iron plate..."
Yang Di's two rounds of attacks just now made many people feel a great sense of oppression and almost suffocated. Now that he suddenly encountered resistance, some people naturally came out to gloat.
"After just two or three blows, the weapon in the boy's hand was scrapped. He thought it was some rare treasure, but it turned out to be a pile of scrap metal!" At the same time, someone noticed that the iron sword in Yang Di's hand was chipped and deformed.
Much ridicule.
Based on Yang Di's previous performance, it would really be out of place to lose such a rusty iron sword.
Now the iron sword seems to have been scrapped, and Yang Di seems to have lost the weapon he had in hand.
"It seems that the weapon in your hand is nothing special. It's unfair for me to attack you with this pair of silver spirit thorns!"
Wei Bin, who seemed to have the upper hand, was even more arrogant. After some ridicule, he smiled gracefully and said: "I don't mind if you try again with another weapon!"
Many strong men from the Celestial Clan frowned in the distance. They didn't want Wei Bin to talk about morality now, and they didn't want him to quickly capture that kid.
However, a group of Tian Clan elders also know that Wei Bin is too conceited, and now that they are reprimanding him, he will be prone to bad things.
"You have found a way to win. This battle is not difficult for you. It is better to end everything as soon as possible." An elder of the Heavenly Clan euphemistically said with a smile.
"That's right..." Wei Bin nodded proudly, then a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly struck Yang Di.