Chapter 119: Fake match! Fake match! Still a fake match!
The dramatic changes of the night created a few ripples on the surface of light.
All members of the Lu family left Longhu Mountain silently.
The specific reason is unknown.
There is some gossip leaking out.
It is said that the Lu family's grandfather, Lu Ci, was furious because all the younger generations were eliminated. He was so angry that he was almost paralyzed and was carried out of the Tianshi Mansion.
of course.
This news was laughed at by everyone as a rumor, but it turned out to be true at first glance.
As for whether the Lu family will swallow the bitter fruit or gather forces to wait for an opportunity to retaliate.
Zhang Mingdao didn't care.
His attitude was very clear. If he wanted revenge, he could just look for me.
No matter if they are seniors who have left the world, successors from other sects, or geniuses of the next generation... as long as they are masters, he welcomes them all!
The Luotian Grand Ceremony at the Tianshi Mansion was not affected by the Lu family and proceeded as usual.
Because of the old Taoist priest, Zhang Mingdao gave up the idea of manipulating the competition. He sat in the audience and focused on copying... and learning the skills of the contestants.
The people around are focused on the outcome of the fight, arguing about who has a better chance of winning.
"Of course I have to bet on Goddess Linglong!"
Canglong was enthusiastic: "True fans will never change their minds."
Zhi Jinhua adjusted her glasses and said, "Fu Rong defeated Zhuge Qing and showed much higher strength than Linglong. According to calculations, her winning rate is over 93%. Linglong is in trouble."
Both of them participated in the opening of the gambling game within the alien circle.
Fu Rong defeated the championship favorite Zhuge Qing, so her odds were favored by the bookmakers and she was treated like a championship seed player.
Zhang Mingdao raised his head and looked around.
He randomly found a seat and unexpectedly discovered that the people surrounding him were all from the Lu family.
That day, Lu Jin made a plan to wait and see.
Everyone began to act together.
Off the court.
Lu Linglong did not dare to underestimate her opponent. Her face was tense and her expression was solemn.
Fu Rong...Fu Rong didn't come.
Rongshan called out his name three times, but he did not show up, which was equivalent to giving up.
The results were announced.
Fu Rong appeared at the scene and canceled the competition on the grounds of being injured last night.
This reason makes sense.
But it obviously cannot convince the gambler who has lost all his money.
"Fake match!"
"It's definitely a fake match!"
Canglong was indignant: "She doesn't look injured at all!"
Bai Shixue was very surprised: "Didn't you bet on Linglong? According to the odds, you should have made at least five times the money!"
Canglong was heartbroken: "I bet on Linglong, and at the same time I bet ten times as much on Fu Rong, how could she withdraw from the competition! Shixue, who did you bet on?"
"idiot."
Bai Shixue showed a look of contempt: "Have you forgotten? I am the banker of this round of gambling!"
Canglong: “…”
Yun, Xi and others couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Fu Rong left the venue and sat back in the spectator seats.
Zhuge Qing was a little puzzled: "With your strength, you can definitely continue to win, why did you give up?"
Although he didn't care about his family's reputation, it would sound better to say that he lost to the champion.
"do not know."
Fu Rong spread her hands and said, "The boss wants me to lose the game."
"I thought since I was going to lose, I might as well give up!"
When Zhuge Qing heard the word "boss", he recalled the muscular monster last night, shuddered, and immediately no longer had any doubts.
There must be a reason why a strong person does things.
Fu Rong added: "In addition to the boss, there are also some aunties who hope that I lose the game. They shouted, 'Ah Qing is the way, Ah Qing is the reason'. Someone is really popular!"
Zhuge Qing was sweating profusely: "Don't take the fans' behavior as an example to me."
The game continues.
Zhang Mingdao watched several games in a row and leaned on the steps of the spectator seats in boredom.
There are many descendants of major sects among the contestants who remain until now, and they can be regarded as the elite among the younger generation of elites in the world of extraordinary people.
Their fight was definitely exciting.
however.
An opportunity begins.
Zhang Mingdao gained less and less experience.
Almost nothing. He suddenly realized something.
His strength has surpassed that of the creators of most sects, and those sects' inheritors from generation to generation.
He could clearly see the flaws in the martial arts of those behind the stage. With a little deduction, he could fully understand the essence of the martial arts when it was first created, as well as the changes made over the years.
Zhang Mingdao is like a great mathematician of later generations, tracing the origins.
Perhaps you will admire the ingenuity of your predecessors.
But those once inherited secrets are no longer secrets in his eyes.
If he wanted to, he could easily deduce a legacy that was not inferior, or even slightly superior.
Strength, knowledge and vision have reached the pinnacle.
Even if we move the time forward thousands of years, there are only a very few extraordinary people who can compare with him.
I ask everyone in the world, who can defeat me?
He suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the old Taoist priest, with a fire burning in his heart.
……
There was another exciting showdown off the stage.
"Jin Yong vs. Zhang Chulan!"
The voice of Rongshan's singing echoed in the arena.
Now both of them are popular candidates.
Needless to say, Zhang Chulan is suspected to be the successor of the Eight Great Skills and the focal figure of the Luotian Grand Ceremony.
Jin Yong is the elder brother of Jin Meng, a wild man from Liaodong, and is not well-known in the world of extraordinary people.
In the previous match, he displayed extremely high levels of horizontal training and boxing skills, eliminating the Wudang heir Wang Ye in one fell swoop, gaining fame and becoming a favorite for the championship.
Different from Fu Rong.
Fu Rong is a sword cultivator. Although he has strong attack power, his body is relatively fragile and he can easily lose all his health.
Jin Yong is proficient in horizontal training and has very solid strength.
therefore.
Jin Yong's odds are as low as the top three and he is highly favored by everyone.
Canglong is one of them.
His expression was tense, more serious than the other contestants, and his eyes were almost blazing with fire: "This time, I must make back all my money!"
Jin Yong arrived as promised, ten meters away from Zhang Chulan.
"A fight?"
Jin Yong exchanged a few simple greetings and was eager to fight.
"it is good."
Zhang Chulan agreed.
He has fought with Jin Yong no less than a hundred times and knows Jin Yong's strength very well.
If he was concerned about Jin Yong's strong physique and avoided a head-on confrontation and chose to fight from the side, he would be more likely to fall into a trap.
Tiangang Qi can absorb energy from the surrounding space, and its endurance is unparalleled.
Want to defeat Jin Yong.
Only speed can defeat strength, and sharpness can break through hardness!
Zhang Chulan immediately used all his strength to practice the Golden Light Body Refining Technique, and his muscles expanded.
He strictly abided by the warnings given by Zhang Mingdao when he was passing on his skills.
Use the Golden Light Body Refining Technique to perform thunder magic, and there cannot be a single thread on your body.
To win!
Fight!
A burst of white light ignited on his body, and all his clothes exploded in an instant. He was walking his bird in broad daylight!
boom! !
Zhang Chulan attacked Jin Yong like a golden lightning.
Jin Yong was not willing to be outdone. He stepped on the Gangbu Dou method, used his true Qi to circulate the Zhoutian Thunder Opening Acupoint Method, and leaped forward to counterattack Zhang Chulan.
Two solid bodies collided.
Zhang Chulan's whole body was shaking violently. He retreated ten steps before he stopped. He was stunned to see Jin Yong fall down.
The force used just now could at most injure Jin Yong, how did you knock him down?
Have I become stronger?
His mind was full of questions, but he saw Jin Yong lying on the ground, breathing steadily as usual.
After a few seconds.
According to the rules, Rongshan judged that Zhang Chulan won.
Jin Yong patted his butt on the ground, got up, waved, said hello, turned around and left.
"what?"
Zhang Chulan glanced at Jin Yong who was clocking out, then looked at herself who was being honest with him, and felt like crying but had no tears.
If you want to admit defeat, just say so earlier!
At this time.
An angry roar came from the stands: "Damn it, you guys are playing a fake match!"
(End of this chapter)