Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

However, Zhan Tianlong didn't seem to notice the angry expressions of the Sanhun Sect. After chuckling to himself, he continued, "The rules are still the same as before. In addition to our match, each side will send two disciples from the Qi Refining stage, making a total of three matches. Best two out of three, any objections?"

After speaking, Zhan Tianlong glanced at Zhang He with disdain again.

Zhang He was already gritting his teeth in anger, and said with an icy gaze, "Enough nonsense, let's start quickly!"

Clearly, Zhang He was eager for revenge.

However, after hearing this, Zhan Tianlong smiled leisurely, "Tsk tsk, what's the rush? Before the competition, haven't you forgotten something?"

Zhang He's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Hmph, don't worry, our Sanhun Sect isn't so poor as to welch on a debt."

After speaking, Zhang He gave a disciple beside him a look, and the man immediately came out carrying a wooden box.

Seeing this, someone from Zhan Tianlong's side also came out carrying a wooden box.

The two walked to the very center of the open space, and then opened the wooden boxes together for the other party to inspect.

Chen Tian glanced at it and found that these wooden boxes were filled with immortal crystal stones and Spirit Enhancing Pills, the number of which was no less than five thousand!

Chen Tian was curious, so he turned to Fan Da and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Fan, what does this mean?"

After hearing this, Fan Da looked disdainful and said unhappily, "Hmph, this is a new suggestion put forward by the Nether Ghost Sect a few years ago. They said that simple competitions are boring, and that both sides should take out some immortal crystal stones and Demonic Essence Pills as bets to increase the fun.

At that time, it was just the last time we won against the Nether Ghost Sect, and everyone was full of confidence, so we agreed. But who would have thought that since then, we haven't won for seven years, but the Nether Ghost Sect's bets have been constantly increasing every year. If we can't come up with an equal amount of bets, they won't compete with us.

Because we were eager for revenge, we had no choice but to agree. Who would have thought that this year, the Nether Ghost Sect would actually increase the bet to five thousand immortal crystal stones and five thousand Demonic Essence Pills, which far exceeds our ability to bear.

But in order to avenge our shame, our Sanhun Sect still gritted our teeth and scraped together the bets. It's just that if we can't win this year, next year we..."

Fan Da didn't finish the rest of his words, but clenched his fists, staring at Zhan Tianlong, who had an arrogant expression on his face, with hatred in his eyes.

Chen Tian couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. He could understand Fan Da's mood.

Presumably, Fan Da and his fellow disciples must have exhausted everything this year in order to scrape together these five thousand immortal crystal stones and five thousand Demonic Essence Pills as bets.

And if they still can't win this time, then next year, they really won't be able to come up with the bets to participate in the competition.

So this time can be said to be Fan Da and the others' last stand.

No wonder Fan Da and his fellow disciples all had solemn expressions. It seemed that they were also aware of the current situation, and everyone was holding their breath!

At this time, the two disciples put down the wooden boxes containing the immortal crystal stones and Demonic Essence Pills and then returned.

The competition is finally about to begin!

"Junior Brother Fan, we have no way out. This time, we must win against those guys. And this first match is crucial, so I'm sending you up first, hoping that you can fire the first shot for our Sanhun Sect!" Zhang He said to Fan Da with earnest words.

Feeling the importance of his responsibility, Fan Da hurriedly nodded and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Zhang, and other fellow disciples, don't worry, I will definitely restore the prestige of our Sanhun Sect!"

After speaking, Fan Da walked to the center of the open space with firm steps.

Although the competition adopts a best-of-three system, the first game is crucial. Whoever can take the lead will be able to take the initiative and bring great pressure to the opponent at the same time!

And the reason why Zhang He sent Fan Da to play first was to stabilize the morale of the army!

Seeing Fan Da coming on stage, the disciples of the Sanhun Sect also kept cheering him on:

"Senior Brother Fan, you must win!"

"Hehe, you're wrong, aren't you? Our Senior Brother Fan has won three consecutive years, and every year he beats the opponent to a pulp, so we should say let Senior Brother Fan exert a little less effort, don't make the opponent lose too badly!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Senior Brother Fan, you just win a little bit, after all, we are from the same sect, don't make the other party too embarrassed!"

As soon as these words came out, it caused a burst of laughter from the Sanhun Sect.

Although the Nether Ghost Sect has been suppressing them for seven consecutive years, everyone is still very confident in Fan Da, because in these years, they have relied on Fan Da to win back some face.

Seeing the Sanhun Sect making a fuss here, the faces of the Nether Ghost Sect suddenly turned gloomy. To be honest, although they often mocked the incompetence of the Sanhun Sect, they were extremely afraid of Fan Da alone.

However, unlike the gloomy expressions of the people around him, Zhan Tianlong still had a hint of contemptuous smile on his face at this time, as if he was confident.

"Senior Brother Zhan, I'm already on the stage, who are you going to send out to fight me?"

Fan Da had been on the stage for a while, but he never saw the other party send someone out, so he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Hehe, you will know soon."

Zhan Tianlong still chuckled leisurely, then raised his hands and clapped, and said coldly, "Junior Brother Jia, come out!"

"Junior Brother Jia?" Fan Da's heart moved after hearing this. He seemed to have thought of something and muttered to himself, "Could it be him? But it shouldn't be!"

Just as Fan Da was pondering, a burst of "rumbling" footsteps came from a distance, as if some behemoth was approaching!

The sound of footsteps was extremely shocking, stepping on the ground, it even made the disciples with lower cultivation sway from side to side.

Fan Da's eyes also sharpened, staring closely at the direction where the footsteps came from.

After a while, a giant with a height of three zhang, a huge body, and dense muscles all over his body walked over from the other end of the canyon.

"It really is you, Jia Yan!"

Chen Tian was confused, so he asked the young man surnamed Gu who had been following Fan Da today, "Who is this Jia Yan?"

The young man surnamed Gu was also in shock. After hearing Chen Tian's words, he came back to his senses and said in confusion, "This Jia Yan was the first opponent who fought against Senior Brother Fan three years ago. I only remember that he was beaten very badly by Senior Brother Fan that year, and then there has been no news since then, but I didn't expect him to appear again today, and he has become like this! It's really incomprehensible, he was obviously very handsome at first, wasn't he?"

Chen Tian also frowned after hearing this. According to this, that Jia Yan was originally a handsome young man, but after losing to Fan Da three years ago, he has been missing. This year, he appeared again and became such a huge and ugly giant!

Chen Tian was confused. What happened to that Jia Yan in these three years?