Chapter 62: Chapter 62:1 Will Play the 9th Round for
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Translator: 549690339
Silence, a deathly silence.
In Luo Feng Mountain’s enormous spectator stand, amongst the roars and cheers, there was an area where only silence existed.
On the stand, the corpse of Broken Blade Xu Renke lay there in peace.
It took quite a while for someone to open their mouth.
“Why did he lose?”
With these words, everyone seemed to snap back to their senses.
Yes, how could he lose?
Xu Renke was obviously so strong, holding the title of Broken Blade, one of the two main enforcers of the Broken Mountain Gang, and after wandering through many markets, had gained an impressive reputation.
But just now, he lost to Gao Tingyuan, someone they looked down upon.
Zeng Wen, who had already returned to the stands, had somewhat regained his color.
He said disbelievingly: “Xu Renke activated his broken sword, truly revealing a bit of the might of a magic item—and it indeed struck Gao Tingyuan. Why didn’t Gao Tingyuan die?”
Given such a display, even if he, Zeng Wen, were to perform above expectations, he would still lose.
But Gao Tingyuan did win, and survived.
Mi Shuhua’s brows were deeply furrowed, his eyes fixated on Gao Tingyuan, an exhausted figure who was now slumped on the ground.
After a while, he said uncertainly: “A Substitute Puppet?”
“Huh?” Murong Qinglian was surprised, as if he had thought of something, “He actually has a Substitute Puppet from Luo Yun Sect!”
On the Dao Debate Platform, Gao Tingyuan was pale and horrified, collapsing to the ground.
Mumbling to himself with his body shaking incessantly.
“Before going on stage, wasn’t it agreed to win casually?”
“Why did he want to put me in a deadly situation!”
“That was definitely a power far exceeding a Top Grade Magic Tool, nearing that of a magic item.”
“If I hadn’t had a Substitute Puppet from Luo Yun Sect, I would have died just now.”
He clutched his abdomen. There was no visible wound, but crimson blood was relentlessly seeping out from his skin.
His Dantian had been broken!
There was a leak in his Sea of Qi, resulting in an uncontrollable outflow of spirit power.
In the future, even if he took miraculous healing pills to mend the wound, he would most likely have no hope of reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage in this lifetime.
This was caused by a hint of sword Qi, containing the might of a magic item.
It was not an external attack, but the sword Qi that infiltrated his Dantian, causing havoc to his spirit power.
“Huh, he actually possesses a Substitute Puppet from Luo Yun Sect?”
Elder Zhou’s surprise could be clearly heard over the transmission.
Wang Haichao merely smiled without responding, gently beginning to applaud.
Under his direction, the members of the Great Lake Gang clapped frantically and cheered loudly.
He was indeed the top Qi Refinement Stage cultivator in our gang, even the Broken Blade with fragments of a magic item could not defeat him.
“Jiang Dragon is invincible!”
“His name deserves to be on the Sky Pride List!”
“Long Live Great Lake Gang!”
As Gao Tingyuan weakly climbed onto the spectator stand, he was showered in praise from his gang members.
Even Gang Leader Wang Haichao, at the Foundation Establishment Stage, welcomed him warmly.
“Are your injuries severe?”
“Ah, your Sea of Qi has been broken!”
“Come here, I have a Qi Solidifying Pill, take it.”
“Don’t be polite, we are all family.”
Gao Tingyuan bowed his head, clenching the Qi Solidifying Pill in his hand, shaking with pure rage.
Old bastard, you dared to set a trap for me!
Outsiders who saw it, only believed that he was thrilled because of the Gang Leader’s favor.
Look, our Gang Leader is so generous and sincere!
“Get Xu Renke’s corpse ready, we’ll bury him in the cemetery behind the headquarters.”
“Brothers of our Broken Mountain Gang aren’t homeless wandering spirits, even in death, we have a place to rest.”
Mi Shuhua arranged everything about Xu Renke’s funeral meticulously.
The gang members who heard this were also deeply moved.
It’s not easy to be a rogue cultivator in this life. To be able to follow such a leader is definitely considered a blessing.
Uncle Mi Shuhua sighed. For some reason, he felt uneasy.
The failure to secure the fourth victory made him truly uneasy.
The result of the match where Broken Blade, who was heavily relied on by the Great Lake Gang, fell under the feet of the Jiang Dragon, was something nine out of ten people would never have expected. Xu Renke, a man he had high hopes for, died on the Dao Debate Platform which had just begun.
That was a crucial match, and the participants were the strongest among protectors.
Now, although they have still won three rounds, they have fewer and fewer cards to play.
As for the Great Lake Gang, the remaining participants are all like Min Longyu, who was the first to appear.
“Next up should be Feng Linhu!”
In the sixth round, Feng Linhu from the Broken Mountain Gang faced Gongsun Changji from the Great Lake Gang.
The fight was very brief.
When Gongsun Changji drew his azure flying sword, it was the death sentence for Feng Linhu.
That was the sword of Foundation Establishment Cultivator Wang Haichao, a top-grade magic tool.
Uncle Mi’s eyelids twitched as he watched his fellow gang members go to collect Feng Linhu’s body.
“Can Yue Jianhu win the next round?”
The answer was no.
His opponent was Yang Rusheng, a well-known rogue cultivator in Tianyi District.
Or perhaps Yang Rusheng was not a rogue cultivator at all. He was born into an Immortal Cultivation Clan.
Just because his clan was wiped out later, he was forced to become a rogue cultivator.
But his resources were far from comparable to that of an average Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator.
After two magic tools exploded in succession, Yue Jianhu, who was known for his agility, was directly smashed into mincemeat.
This time, they couldn’t even collect the body.
The Broken Mountain Gang’s record went from one loss, three wins, to three consecutive defeats. It was quite a rise and fall.
Now even the key victory has been taken by others.
If they lose the next round, this death match will be over.
Uncle Mi’s mood was heavy as he looked at Murong Qinglian.
Murong Qinglian smiled slightly, “Old Qin will do his best.”
Luo Chen sat on the side and saw everything clearly.
How complicated that smile was.
It was mixed with trust, hope, worry, and even fear.
He had never seen such a smile in his two lives, not even an Oscar-winning actor could portray such complexity.
The new generation’s Broken Jade Tiger, Ke Yuelin, clenched his hands and gritted his teeth.
He knew that it wasn’t the rapidly rising Wang Yuan who stole his spot, but their sworn elder brother, Qin Liangchen, who took his place.
If it wasn’t for this situation, he would have been the one going into the next round.
But!
The external support that the Great Lake Gang had brought this time were all stronger than the previous ones. If he really went in, he would either end up shattered into pieces like Han Dang, or blasted into powder like Yue Jianhu.
He didn’t dare to imagine such scenarios.
He was still young and just started on his cultivation path.
The fear in his heart, the worry for his big brother, and the horrific deaths of his previous brothers were all mixed in his head.
By stepping into the Immortal Cultivation World, I meant to cultivate, not to be in bloody fights like before.
It shouldn’t be like this!
What happened to the promised quiet cultivation?
Under the Dao Debate Platform in the underground palace, Qin Liangchen was standing and Wang Yuan was sitting.
The two of them weren’t familiar with each other and usually just exchanged nods when they met.
The Qin Family had its own small business, and they made a good living selling Spirit Fish and disciplining children.
As for Wang Yuan, he traveled between the Rogue Cultivator’s market and the Ancient Plains Mountain Range, living the life of a strict cultivator.
At this moment, Qin Liangchen, with his head unbowed and his brand new purple robe billowing without wind.
Outside, a loud voice resounded.
“The eighth battle, Broken Mountain Gang Qin Liangchen vs Great Lake Gang Bai Qi.”
Qin Liangchen took a deep breath and walked out quickly, leaving a sentence behind.
“I will fight the ninth battle for you!”
Wang Yuan kept his eyes closed. His eyelids were fluttering, but he didn’t open his eyes in the end..