A handyman hurried to Lin Zhixiao, whispered a few words, and hurriedly left.
An irrepressible smile appeared on Lin Zhixiao's face, and he cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, I have given in again. You have lost this game again."
"Shut up! How is that possible!"
"Nonsense!"
"I do not believe!"
"..."
Before Lin Zhixiao finished speaking, the gamblers were furious, obviously unable to accept the reality that they had lost again.
At this time, the big man with the beard from before said: "Gentlemen, please be patient for a moment. Let me say a few words..."
"Excuse me, is Xun Liang of Qingshan Sect the winner?"
Lin Zhixiao said: "No."
"Then why do you say we lost?"
"Yes, Xun Liang didn't win?"
The bearded man also asked: "Since Xun Liang didn't win, why did Brother Lin try to deceive us?"
Lin Zhixiao shook his head: "We at the banker didn't bet on Xun Liang to win. Now it's just you who have lost. You bet on Zhang Peng Tiansheng, but Zhang Tianpeng didn't win, so you all lost!"
The big man with the beard buzzed in his head.
"Xun Liang fought with Zhang Pengtian at close range at the last moment of the game. The two of them exhausted their spiritual power at the same time, and finally fell off the ring together. The two ended in a draw..."
"So...this game is all about the dealer taking it all!"
"Wow...ah...wuwuwu..." The big man with a beard and a black beard like a round basin suddenly started crying, and he sat down on the ground and cried like a child:
"This is the money my wife asked me to buy clothes for her - ah - ah - ugh - burp -..."
Lin Zhixiao curled his lips. Just now he said solemnly that he would not cry...
"Everyone, I was lucky enough to win this time."
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"Master, I didn't expect that person to be Jiulinggen. I could have won, but in the end my spiritual power couldn't keep up..."
Xun Liang lay in Li Qingyun's arms and said weakly.
"It's okay, you've done a good job, just take a nap." Li Qingyun patted Xun Liang and comforted him.
Yang Hai Aoxue looked at Ping An, who looked worried on the side, and said softly: "Your senior brother is just exhausted of his spiritual power, not overdrawn. Just take a rest and it will be fine."
"Yes." Pingan nodded seriously, but his face still looked at his senior brother Xun Liang worriedly.
The audience was already talking a lot. They originally thought that the Soul Capturing Sect could easily defeat the Qingshan Sect. Even after losing the first game, they thought that the Soul Capturing Sect could win the competition.
But now, the situation is completely different from what they thought...
Two games have passed, the Qingshan Sect has won one and drawn one, and the Soul Capturing Sect has lost and tied one. From this point of view, the best result of the Soul Capturing Sect can only be a tie with the Qingshan Sect, and even if the Qingshan Sect loses the last game,
It's just a draw with the Soul Capturing Sect.
The original prestige of the Soul Capture Sect could not help but be compromised in their hearts.
All this was seen by the Seventh Elder. He ordered the boy beside him: "Go and tell Luo Jingsheng and let him say this before the third game starts..."
The child was stunned for a moment, but after a moment he came to his senses and hurried to where Luo Jingsheng was.
Li Qingyun saw this situation and asked Yang Hai Aoxue: "What did they say?"
Yang Hai Aoxue shook his head: "This time he used his mental power to block the sound..."
Li Qingyun looked at Ye Xiaoyu, who had an anxious look on his face and kept shaking his head at Li Qingyun.
What did the Seventh Elder order? What made Xiaoyu so nervous?
At this time, Yang Hai Aoxue said: "The third game should not be difficult, so it seems that we have won this competition."
At this time, the host's duck-like voice appeared again: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Now we invite our third Soul Dementor contestant, a strong foundation builder - Luo Jingsheng!"
"Wow, our Lord Luo Jingsheng is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is so handsome and handsome!"
"Without further ado, we have invited a Qingshan Sect player, Yang..."
Luo Jingsheng interrupted the host: "Wait a minute!"
"Forehead?"
Luo Jingsheng walked to the host and appeared in the projection array in front of tens of thousands of people:
"I hope that the Qingshan Sect's sect leader, Li Qingyun, will appear."
"I want to challenge Li Qingyun!"
"Ugh..." The audience saw the excitement and didn't mind the trouble. They pulled out the leader of the Qingshan Sect and started cheering louder.
Luo Jingsheng slowly turned around, and the large image on the projection formation also slowly turned around and looked at Li Qingyun: "Li Qingyun, do you dare to fight?"
"Fight!"
"Take care of him!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!..."
The Seventh Elder looked at the audience's reaction with satisfaction, stood up, and said at a volume loud enough for everyone in the audience to hear: "Okay! As expected, you are a disciple of the Soul Capture Sect, and I'm here to invite Sect Leader Li for you..."
At this time, Li Qingyun and Yang Hai Aoxue looked at each other helplessly. Sure enough, this bad old man was wilted. If he did this...
By defeating Li Qingyun, even if the Soul Capturing Sect cannot win the two sects' small competition, it can still overwhelm the Qingshan Sect in terms of momentum and regain the hearts of the people. After all, even their sect leader was defeated by the Soul Capturing Sect.
With a good calculation, Luo Jingsheng was at the peak of his foundation building, while Li Qingyun was only at the middle stage of his foundation building. Such a big player would undoubtedly let Li Qingyun go up and kill him.
Moreover, even if Li Qingyun fought tooth and nail to win, it would be no different than Yang Hai Aoxue defeating this Luo Jingsheng on the field.
This was obviously a loss-making deal, and Li Qingyun naturally knew it, so he stood up and said proudly: "Since the two sects have already selected the personnel to fight, there is no reason for temporary replacement. The seventh elder should give up on this idea.
"
The Seventh Elder chuckled: "Sect Master Li, don't be anxious. Of course I know that it would be too abrupt for you to end rashly. This is not a cost-effective thing for you, so..."
"I am willing to put up a spiritual pagoda in Shuangliu City as a bet. If Sect Master Li personally participates in the battle and wins the competition, I will give you the only enrollment base in Shuangliu City. How about it?"
"Singtao..."
The spiritual pagoda is a place for disciples of the right age to test spiritual roots, and even for foundation-building monks to test the quality of foundation-building. Like the forces of Tianji Pavilion, it can be found in almost all cities...
Therefore, these spiritual pagodas have become the base for various sects to recruit students in the city. The spiritual pagodas are used to understand the talent status and spiritual performance of children of each school age.
Qingshan Sect only has two spiritual pagodas. If Qingshan Sect can control one spiritual pagoda... it will be equivalent to taking back half of Shuangliu City's life source!
Originally, Li Qingyun did not expect to get the spiritual pagoda at all. He only hoped to expand his influence in Shuangliu City this time and prepare to return to Shuangliu City and take back the three hundred miles of jurisdiction... But today, since the Seventh Elder confidently proposed it,
Why don't you try it yourself? If you lose, you will only lose the spiritual stone...
Once you win, you will get the spiritual tower!
"Done!" Li Qingyun roared.
He walked out of the backstage, stood on the ring, and laughed loudly: "Since the Seventh Elder is so generous, then Li will come to heaven to compete with the genius of your sect."
After saying this, he looked at Ye Xiaoyu in the audience who had a worried and a bit reproachful face, and smiled apologetically.
The Seventh Elder said: "Haha, since Sect Master Li has chosen to fight, how can we, the Soul Captor Sect, be stingy? Everyone who came here today can testify."
"As long as you can win, I will give the spiritual tower to your Qingshan Sect."