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If Shi Yue bet too much and caused the Spiritual Law Hall to close the bet, he would not only be investigated by the Spiritual Law Hall, but also cause dissatisfaction among other immortal cultivators. He did not want to anger the public.

Shi Yue and Li Yan sat in the private room for half an hour, eating spiritual cakes and drinking spiritual tea while chatting.

After half an hour, Li Yan happily paid the spiritual stones and left with Shi Yue.

The Spiritual Law Hall was crowded with people, and most of the seats were occupied by immortal cultivators.

"The sword cultivators of the Ancient Sword Sect are no match for him. What is the origin of this Li Mubai? He dares to fight with Qin Yang. Doesn't he know that Qin Yang is a physical cultivator that Qingyang Sect focuses on training? He actually dares to fight with a physical cultivator of the same level. He doesn't know whether he lives or dies."

"Who cares! Anyway, we have spirit stones to earn. But then again, this Qin Yang will not play a fake match and lose the fight on purpose! I have bet my entire fortune on it. If he loses, I will become a pauper."

"Do you think it is possible? If others can play a fake match, Qin Yang is a physical cultivator that Qingyang Sect focuses on training. , who had just defeated the elite disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect last night, and this Li Mubai was just an unknown guy. If Qin Yang lost to Li Mubai, it would not be Qin Yang's face that would be lost, but the face of the Qingyang Sect. Qin Yang had no reason to play a fake match. I just saw that the disciples of the Qingyang Sect were all betting on Qin Yang to win. I don't think Qin Yang will lose. "

"That's right. With Qin Yang's identity and status, it is impossible for him to play a fake match. With Qin Yang's strength, I'm afraid he can beat that Li Mubai to death with one punch."

Everyone was talking non-stop, and no one was optimistic about Shi Yue.

What they said was also true. Qin Yang had just defeated a sword cultivator of the same level. Li Mubai, who was Shi Yue's alias, was unknown, and few people were optimistic about him. Even if the odds were 1 to 3, not many people bet on Li Mubai to win.

Zhou Wen sat in a corner, looking at the bluestone platform in the center with a worried face.

Since losing to Li Mubai in the last insect fight, he relied on the help of his friends to barely get through the difficult times and saved some spirit stones.

He would go to the Beast Fighting Palace every day to see if Li Mubai would continue to fight insects.

To be honest, Zhou Wen had some resentment towards Li Mubai, after all, his spirit insects were almost wiped out, but from another perspective, he admitted that Li Mubai's insect repelling skills were better. If Li Mubai continued to fight insects, he would definitely bet on Li Mubai to win.

Zhou Wen waited for more than half a year, but there was no news from Li Mubai. He firmly believed that Li Mubai would appear again. It was too easy to earn spirit stones by fighting insects, not to mention that there would be rewards for winning multiple consecutive games in the Beast Fighting Palace. It was difficult for cultivators who raised spirit insects to refuse this temptation, and Zhou Wen believed that Li Mubai was no exception.

Sure enough, more than half a year later, Zhou Wen got news about Li Mubai, or more accurately, news about the spirit-eating bee.

Because he was not sure it was Li Mubai, Zhou Wen only bet 500 spirit stones, but when he saw the owner of the soul-eating bee, he immediately recognized Li Mubai.

As Zhou Wen expected, Li Mubai defeated the golden-eyed mantis with his more advanced insect repelling technique.

Zhou Wen learned that Li Mubai was fighting birds with others the next night. Out of trust in Li Mubai, he bet all his spirit stones, 2,000 spirit stones, and successfully won another 2,000 spirit stones.

When Zhou Wen learned that Li Mubai was going to fight with others, he bet all 4,000 spirit stones without saying a word.

As soon as he sat down in the fighting hall, he heard the conversation of others. From what he said, no one was optimistic about Li Mubai, which made Zhou Wen regret his impulsiveness. He should have found out the situation before betting.

Even the sword cultivators of the same level were not Qin Yang's opponents, and Li Mubai, a thin guy, was probably not Qin Yang's opponent.

If Li Mubai loses, Zhou Wen will be a pauper again.

"Hey, Brother Zhou, why are you here to watch the fight? Don't you always play in the Beast Fighting Palace?" A man's voice interrupted Zhou Wen's thoughts.

Zhou Wen looked in the direction of the voice and found that a tall middle-aged man sat down next to him at some point.

"I heard that the odds of this fight tonight are relatively high, so I came to take a look." Zhou Wen nodded and said.

"Higher odds? Brother Zhou, you are not betting on Li Mubai to win!" The middle-aged man said with a strange look on his face.

"The odds are 3 to 1. Even the Beast Fighting Palace doesn't have such high odds." Zhou Wen smiled awkwardly. He suddenly thought of something and asked nervously, "Fellow Daoist Chen, you often play in the Spiritual Law Hall. Is it really impossible for Li Mubai to win?"

"That's not the case. It's just that Li Mubai's chance of winning is too low. Otherwise, the Spiritual Law Hall would not have given a 3 to 1 odds. If I remember correctly, the number of times the Spiritual Law Hall has given a 3 to 1 odds since its opening is very few. Now the Doufa Hall is almost full, and they all bet on Qin Yang to win."

Zhou Wen's heart tightened when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, do you still have spirit stones? Lend me some, and I will return it to you later."

"You want to go out and bet on Qin Yang to win! Let me tell you, it's too late, because there are too many people betting on Qin Yang to win, and the betting has been closed. Even if it hasn't been closed, I don't have any spirit stones to lend you. All the spirit stones I have are bet on Qin Yang. Qin Yang has won five games in a row in the Spiritual Law Hall and has never lost a game. I have no reason not to bet on him to win."

After hearing this, Zhou Wen's face turned pale and he felt very regretful.

"Hehe, for the sake of our acquaintance, if Qin Yang wins, I can lend you 500 spirit stones." The middle-aged man comforted.

Zhou Wen's expression eased, and he forced a smile on his face and thanked him.

Liu Xu and many other disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect sat in a corner, including Liu He.

"Wang, you all placed your bets, right? How much did you bet on Li Mubai?" Liu Xu asked a tall and thin young man in a yellow shirt.

"This..." The young man in the yellow shirt looked a little embarrassed, and the others also looked a little embarrassed.

"You didn't all bet on Qin Yang to win!" Liu Xu said with a frown.

Except for Liu He, the other disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect lowered their heads, their faces full of shame, and they were not optimistic about Li Mubai.

"I bet on Li Mubai 2,000 spirit stones, I hope this Li Mubai can beat this Qin Yang!" Liu He said lightly, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

If Uncle Song hadn't rescued him last night, he probably wouldn't be alive today. To be honest, he didn't think highly of Li Mubai. The reason why he bet on Li Mubai to win was just a disguised way of not recognizing Qin Yang's strength.

"I bet a thousand spirit stones. Since Li Mubai dared to fight with Qin Yang, he must have something to rely on." Liu Xu said this, with worry in her beautiful eyes.

She didn't think highly of Li Mubai either. After all, Qin Yang was a physical cultivator that Qingyang Sect focused on cultivating, while Li Mubai was just an unknown casual cultivator. She often traveled outside and had never heard of Li Mubai, so she naturally didn't think highly of Li Mubai.

"Here they come, they are here, ready to fight." Someone shouted.