Gradually, the style of painting on the field changed somewhat.
At first, all the disciples were exclaiming at Long Aotian's explosive strength. After all, he was able to withstand the four major guardian beasts with absolute strength.
Although the strength of these four guardian beasts is only at the saint level, each of them has its own characteristics, so they are not that easy to deal with.
Long Aotian fought one against four, and defeated three divine beasts in a short period of time. Such strength is no joke!
However, as the battle progressed, the focus of these disciples also changed wonderfully.
Know-how's betting market has been opened again, and this time the content of the betting market is very simple, that is, whether Long Aotian can catch up with Suzaku!
For this reason, the disciples below also had different opinions. They supported various aspects, and the quarrel was intense for a while.
"Why are you still hanging here? Why don't you hurry up, Elder Abron? These are all lice on the bald man's head. It's obvious. Why are you still hesitating? There is no such store after this village."
"That's right, I would say you guys just can't seize the opportunity. Every time an opportunity is placed in front of you, you just watch them disappear!"
"If you can't eat meat in the future, don't blame God for not taking care of you, because God has already taken care of you, but you are just not sure of it!"
"Haha, it's a little too early to say this. Elder Long's strength is indeed not to be underestimated, but Suzaku is not just for nothing."
"I think so. No matter how you say it, Suzaku is still a mythical beast from ancient times. Although its physical strength may not be as good as that of Elder Long, what they are competing for now is speed, so it's hard to say."
"Don't forget, everyone, Suzaku has burned the purest spiritual blood in his body. It's not certain who will win."
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Listening to the noise of these disciples, Bai Shitong stood there with a smile, not prepared to stand up and be a peacemaker.
The reason is very simple, he is not a philanthropist, what he wants to do is to open this gambling game.
As for how far these disciples are going to quarrel, that is their business and has nothing to do with me. I just need to make sure that they all surrender in the end.
However, if you look carefully, you can find that these disciples have very few treasures this time, and they are searching for them one by one.
One disciple bumped the disciple next to him with his elbow.
"Hey, hey, hey! Why did you bet 100 cultivation crystals? There is no difference between whether you bet on these cultivation crystals or not. Even if you win, you won't win much."
"Can't you be more generous and bet more? The more you bet, the more you win. Don't you understand such a simple and easy-to-understand truth?"
"I thought you were quite generous before. What happened this time? You were digging."
The disciple simply rolled his eyes and turned back.
"What you're saying is, am I the kind of person who is picky and picky? There's nothing we can do about it!"
"Before, I used 10,000 cultivation crystals to bet on Brother Tiangang to win. I originally thought I could make a lot of money, but look at it now, haven't I lost everything?"
"How can I still have so many cultivation resources now? I'm not running a cultivation resource store."
When he said this, the disciple also looked like he was about to cry.
In fact, there are many disciples on the field who are in a situation like his.
I used to think that Tiangang would definitely win the competition, so I staked my life and property on it, but now I really don't have any extra funds for activities.
Another disciple nodded in sudden realization, and at the same time he felt a burst of joy in his heart.
He had just returned from traveling outside and had not experienced the initial opening ceremony, so he limited his losses to a certain extent.
If I had come back earlier, I knew without thinking that I would definitely bet on Tiangang, and there would definitely be one more person crying by then.
Looking back to the field, both Zhuque and Long Aotian had pushed their bodies to the extreme.
Good guy, in the end, not only the disciples off the court couldn't see through the speed above, but even the big guys in the spectator seats had faces full of astonishment.
If they want to see Long Aotian now, they have to open up their spiritual consciousness.
Looking at everything on the field, Saint Daxu's chest was rising and falling, as if he could no longer hold back the overwhelming power within his body.
It's really a matter of comparing people to death, and comparing goods with others. The combat power of the elders of the Tianji sect is infinitely stronger than those of their sect.
In other words, the two are not on the same level at all, and there is no need to compare them together!
Saint Daxu kept shaking his head and sighing, and the elder behind him was eight feet away from him. No one wanted to be transferred by Saint Daxu at this time, because the consequences of transferring anger would not be much better.
After about a quarter of an hour, Suzaku finally couldn't hold on any longer. His speed visibly slowed down, and the frequency of wing flapping also slowed down a lot.
But looking at Long Aotian behind him, he was still as fast as ever.
Suzaku really had the urge to crash to death on the spot. He wanted to ask Long Aotian if his physical strength was inexhaustible?
The next moment, Long Aotian dodged and blocked Suzaku's path.
"You are indeed quite capable of running. I have already activated the 8-door all-open technique, and yet I have allowed you to run for such a long time. It is indeed your characteristic, Suzaku."
"But your stamina is indeed not that good, or to be precise, your stamina is pretty good. Unfortunately, when you meet me, your stamina is not up to par."
"Now that the matter has come to an end, I will no longer hide it. After I activate all eight doors, my endurance, speed and strength will be doubled. You can't defeat me."
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you here. Prepare to accept your final outcome."
Seeing Long Aotian's fierce look, Suzaku kept backing away.
If you observe carefully, you can find that the scarlet color in Suzaku's eyes has gradually disappeared, apparently because he was frightened by Long Aotian.
In other words, Suzaku's consciousness has become extremely clear now, and he will never make any drastic move towards Mark again.
Unfortunately, this is not the most important thing now. The most important thing is that he is already in big trouble!
Long Aotian raised his fist as big as a sandbag and dealt a heavy blow to Suzaku.
Although this is just the power of the physical body, it is not mixed with the power of the flames of the avenue of flames.
But you must know that Long Aotian's strength is at the peak of a saint. How can the fists of a peak saint be beyond the imagination of ordinary people?
Besides, Long Aotian has already activated all eight techniques, and the hardness of his body has reached an unparalleled level. This burst of output almost sent Suzaku away on the spot!
