Chapter 3: Send it to you, brothers, give me some strength!!!!!!
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Qin Tian’s purpose is very obvious.
Take shortcuts and make a fortune by betting.
One hundred thousand credit points can take at least three months to do the task. Now that I meet Lin Yan, I may meet Yang Han tomorrow.
After contacting this period, I found that the Qingtian Sect was beyond imagination and was almost universal. Yang Han had been in the Qingtian Sect for many years, and I believe he would definitely have many followers. If he didn't get the qualification of an inner disciple as soon as possible, if he encountered it, he would not meet him.
, there will naturally be no less trouble.
The value of outer disciples is far less than that of inner disciples.
What's more, he is a disciple of the Huang Sect, so he is even more unattracted. He suddenly disappears when he goes out of the mission and cannot attract anyone's attention. Who cares about the life and death of the Huang Sect disciple?
The inner disciples are different. The mainstay of Qianji Sect is highly valued and will not easily let any disciple die.
After a long time, betting stations are rare in the world.
The old man stepped into the barrier again, his voice was extremely loud, and the game began.
Qin Tian’s name appeared in the first round of the battle for hegemony.
"Qin Tian vs. Zeng Xiang, odds are 1:1"
Tens of thousands of disciples in the field are not familiar with Qin Tian and Zeng Xiang. Although there are very few people who bet, Qin Tian is naturally very clear about this phenomenon, but others have no impression of him. He only cares about himself.
That bet.
Qin Tian walked into the barrier ring from the contestants' rest area, and Zeng Xiang also walked into the barrier ring at the same time.
The two looked at each other on the ring, and Zeng Xiang immediately burst out with all his strength and rushed forward.
Qin Tian calmly and smiled slightly, his body accelerated suddenly, and the qi and blood in his body suddenly changed. Zeng Xiang felt the powerful pressure, and was extremely angry. His eyes changed, and his energy condensed into soldiers. A long sword transformed into thousands of ways.
The sword energy was raging.
The sword energy was like rainbow, and thousands of swords were fired at the same time, blocking all Qin Tian’s retreat. Zeng Xiang chuckled, "Die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became shocked, Qingtian disappeared from the spot and disappeared.
"oh……"
Tens of thousands of disciples suddenly burst into shocking screams.
At some point, Qin Tian appeared behind Zeng Xiang, hiding the blood and blood in his body. Zeng Xiang didn't notice it at all. He even looked at the referee outside the court, spread his hands, shrugged and said, "The person is gone, is it me."
Win?"
The old referee shook his head gently and his face showed a sneer.
People stood behind them and didn't know, but they even said that they had won.
What a big joke.
"Hey!" Qin Tian suddenly sighed softly in Zeng Xiang's ear.
Immediately, Zeng Xiang suddenly spit out his eyes, his feet accelerated wildly, and a sense of fear arose, but he was dissatisfied. After rushing for dozens of feet, he suddenly turned around and looked again, Qin Tian's figure still disappeared.
At this time, the cold sweat on his forehead was like rolling soybeans, his clothes were soaked, and he turned his head dullly, and found that Qin Tian appeared behind him again. The feeling was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
The fighting spirit is depressed and you won without fighting.
Zeng Xiang could not match his unparalleled speed at all. The only way out was to admit defeat.
"I lost." Zeng Xiang was like a broken dog, bowed his head and walked off the ring, full of helplessness.
No one expected that the first battle of hegemony would end like this. Tens of thousands of passionate disciples did not even scream out loud. It ended so quickly that many people had no time to react.
The referee smiled faintly, looked at Qin Tian, and his eyes revealed appreciation.
I know that my strength is stronger than my opponent, and there is no grudge or grudge, so there is no need to hurt others. This is what Qin Tian thought, but it made many outer disciples unhappy. They were watching the exciting game and used their speed at will twice.
, just won the game, and there was not even a fight.
"Win, haha..." Lin Yan laughed loudly. Thinking of what Qin Tian told him, he immediately walked to the betting station and suppressed all the credit points that Qin Tian won, and he also suppressed the credit points that he won.
After continuing, he believed that Qin Tian would definitely win today.
"Are you sure you will continue to fight?" The old referee's expression changed slightly. He knew that Qin Tian's strength had reached the fifth level of refining Gang, but he did not expect that Qin Tian would ask for continued fight. The fifth level of refining Gang wanted to fight all the way to the end.
But something never before.
"Do you want to think about it again?" the old man asked.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm sure to take the challenge." Qin Tian was extremely serious.
The old man smiled faintly, "Okay."
Then it was announced that Qin Tian chose to continue to fight, and tens of thousands of disciples sneered and sighed, all thinking that he was seeking death.
The disciples of Tianzhi Sect dared not do this. He, a disciple of Huangzhi Sect, was so arrogant, which made many disciples of Tianzhi Sect very unhappy. They all wanted to go on and kill him in one move. How could he allow him to be arrogant again?
Qin Tian smiled faintly, glanced at the commotion in the field coldly, then closed his eyes slightly to wait for the next opponent.
Totally ignore their existence.
Tens of thousands of disciples became even more dissatisfied and all spoke harshly.
The betting station became crazy, and almost no one overpowered Qin Tian, all over his opponent. They didn't believe that Qin Tian could still win. It was definitely a lucky chance to win just now. With the advantage of speed, they hit psychologically
If you defeat your opponent, you won’t be so lucky in the next game.
The battle list comes out.
Wang Fang, a disciple of the Tianzhimen, is the fifth level of refining the Gang.
Qin Tian smiled, "It's another person from the Qingtian Sect."
Wang Fang is extremely powerful and ranks in the top 20 among the outer disciples, and is the next contestant for the strength of the inner disciples.
His appearance completely caused tens of thousands of disciples to respond, yelling his name and his morale was extremely high.
Wang Fang sneered for a while, shook his head and looked at Qin Tian, and said, "Brother, you are seeking death. Don't blame me for being a ruthless person after becoming a ghost."
Then he said coldly: "Actually, I hate killing people, but if someone wants you to die, I will do it for you."
Qin Tian was stunned, but he was wondering in his heart, "Who wants me to die? Did the last time killing Yu Sheng was exposed?"
My heart tightened, my face was expressionless, and when I looked at Wang Fang, Qin Tian's aura burst out, purple aura rose, and a death-like smile hung on my face, and gently said, "I like to kill people very much. After being a ghost, I remember to let the King of Hell
Come find me."
Then his eyes opened angrily, and the majestic qigong suddenly changed. An extremely powerful aura attacked instantly, and the speed increased to the extreme. A purple steel gun swept out from his hands, with an extremely strong momentum and a strong wind blew out...
Wang Fang suddenly retreated, but he could not have imagined that Qin Tian was so powerful, and his heart was under doubled. He almost thought about it. When he realized it, Qin Tian's purple spear had already stabbed into his heart. He felt the loss of life little by little, and his vision gradually blurred.
...
Wang Fang died.
Qin Tian smiled on his face and said intently, "Small explosion!"
Ten thousand disciples in the field were silent, as if they were slapped hard by someone. They were so hot that they couldn't even say a word!