Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

After the burst of air, Lin Wanyu seemed to have lost her support. She closed her eyes and softened.

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly hugged Lin Wanyu.

Chu Tian looked at the unconscious Lin Wanyu in his arms. The majestic force was constantly wandering in her body, as if it would burst her body and rush out at any time.

"Sakura, Qingxian, you two will come back later on the dragon."

After saying that, he hugged Lin Wanyu in his arms and disappeared directly in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Xiaoying and Yue Qingxian had no intention of staying. They immediately mounted the dragon and flew towards Tianji Pavilion.

Mo Batian also quickly picked up Mo Yu, who was lying on the ground dying, and flew away into the distance.

All of a sudden, all the contestants left the venue, leaving everyone in the audience confused.

No, both of them ran away. Who wins and who loses?

"Here, does it count as Lin Wanyu's victory or Mo Yu's victory?"

A monk couldn't help but ask. This was also the question that everyone present was most concerned about.

After all, they had staked a lot of spiritual stones.

"I think Mo Yu should win this game."

A familiar voice came, and everyone looked towards the voice.

As expected, the person who spoke was the monk who started the gambling game.

"After all, Mo Yu had already put his sword to Lin Wanyu's throat. Lin Wanyu had already lost."

After everyone heard this, they glanced at the monk coldly.

If other people said this, they might think it makes some sense.

But this guy said that it was all because he was afraid of spending 300 million spiritual stones with Sakura.

"I think Lin Wanyu should win this round."

Another person stood up and said.

"After all, although Mo Yu's sword was pointed at her neck and shins, Lin Wanyu did not admit defeat. If she did not admit defeat, it would not be considered a defeat."

"Then Lin Wanyu burst out with a powerful force that knocked Mo Yu unconscious. That was because Mo Yu had lost his fighting power, so I think Lin Wanyu wins."

But as he said this, someone immediately stood up to refute.

"I don't think it's right. It's good that Mo Yu lost his fighting ability, but later on, Lin Wanyu also lost her fighting ability. How can she be considered the winner?"

"Didn't you say it yourself? Lin Wanyu lost her fighting ability only after being behind the magic feather. The one who fell first will naturally be the first to lose."

"I don't accept it!"

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Everyone in the spectator seats was quarreling with each other, their faces were red, and no one could win.

If it were a normal game, the result would not be so controversial.

After all, everyone is just a spectator, and who wins or loses is just a matter of fun to them, not that important.

But this game is different. This is a game that concerns their lives and fortunes!

They have invested decades or even hundreds of years of their savings for this game, how could they give in casually?

"In the first round, Lin Wanyu did the same to the casual cultivator. Didn't Lin Wanyu win at that time? Now it's exactly the same scene. Why can't Mo Yu win?"

"Can it be the same? The strength gap between Lin Wanyu and that guy is huge. It's normal for the elder to judge like this. But Lin Wanyu and Mo Yu have similar cultivation levels and have many trump cards. How do you know if this is the other's plan?

"

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Seeing the people arguing in the spectator seats, the elders of the Blood Demon Cult felt a headache.