Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 62 I will give you the ninth round

 Silence, deathly silence.

Amid the roaring cheers of the tens of thousands of people watching from Luofeng Mountain, there was an area that was completely silent.

In the stands, the body of Xu Renke, Broken Blade, lay there so quietly.

 It took a long time before someone spoke dryly.

 “How could you lose?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to have come back to their senses.

 Yeah, how could you lose?

Xu Renke was obviously so strong, he was known as Broken Sword, and was one of the two great protectors of the Poshan Gang. He even wandered through many cities and gained a great reputation.

 But just now, they actually lost to Gao Tingyuan, who was looked down upon by them.

Zeng Wen, who had returned to the stands, looked slightly rosy.

He said with some disbelief: "Xu Renke activated the broken sword just now, showing a trace of the power of the magic weapon, and it indeed hit Gao Tingyuan. Why is Gao Tingyuan not dead?"

Faced with this method, even if he had performed beyond his level, he would not have been able to win.

 But Gao Tingyuan won and survived.

Mi Shuhua frowned and looked at the weak, short man sitting on the ground on the forum.

 For a long time, he said uncertainly: "A substitute for the puppet?"

"Huh?" Murong Qinglian was surprised, as if he thought of something, "He actually has a puppet to kill him!"

On the forum, Gao Tingyuan looked frightened and sat paralyzed on the ground.

 Muttering to himself, his body couldn't help but tremble.

“Before we went on the field, didn’t we agree to win casually?”

 “Why did he put me to death!”

“A magic weapon, it is definitely far more powerful than the best magic weapon and close to the power of a magic weapon.”

"If I hadn't had a surrogate puppet from the Luoyun Sect, I would have died just now."

He covered his lower abdomen with his hand. There was obviously no wound, but the bright red blood was seeping out through the skin.

 The Dantian is broken!

There is a loophole in the air sea, and spiritual power is leaking out uncontrollably.

Even if a panacea is used to fill the loopholes in the future, I am afraid that there will be no hope of building a foundation in this life.

 This is caused by a trace of sword energy containing the power of the magic weapon.

 It is not an external blow, but caused by the sword energy penetrating into the Dantian and stirring up the spiritual energy.

“Hey, he actually has a puppet from the Luoyun Sect?”

 Elder Zhou’s screams of surprise were so obvious in the sound transmission.

Wang Haichao smiled slightly and clapped softly without replying.

 Led by him, the members of the Dajiang Gang applauded wildly and cheered loudly.

He is indeed the number one qi refining master in our gang. Even the broken knife with the fragments of the magic weapon was not made by him.

 “The Hunjianglong is invincible!”

 “His name should be on the list of geniuses!”

 “Long live the Dajiang Gang!”

　　When Gao Tingyuan came to the stands weakly, he was praised by the whole gang.

Even Wang Haichao, the gang leader in the foundation building period, gave him a warm welcome.

 “Is the injury serious?”

 “Ah, the sea of ​​​​qi has been broken!”

“Come on, come on, I have a Qi-Consolidating Pill here, you can use it first.”

 “Don’t be polite to me, we are all family.”

Gao Tingyuan lowered his head, clutching the Qi-Consolidating Pill, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

 Old man, how dare you set me up like this!

 When outsiders saw it, they just thought he was excited because of the gang leader's favor.

Look, our gang leader is so courteous and virtuous, treating others with sincerity!

"Xu Renke's body has been collected and buried in the mausoleum behind the main altar."

“Our brothers from the Broken Mountain Gang are not homeless ghosts. They also have a resting place after death.”

Mi Shuhua arranged Xu Renke's funeral arrangements properly.

 The crowd was deeply moved after hearing this.

In this life, it is not easy to be a casual cultivator. Being able to work with such a boss is definitely a blessing.

Mi Shuhua sighed. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The fact that he did not win the match point game for the fourth victory made him really uneasy.

The Broken Blade, which the Dajiang Gang had high hopes for, fell at the feet of Hun Jianglong. Probably 90% of people would not have imagined such a result. Xu Renke, a man whom he was very optimistic about, died on the forum that had just opened.     That was the match point game, and the two strongest guardians appeared on the stage.

Now, although I have still won three games, I have fewer and fewer cards in my hand.

As for the Dajiang Gang, the next few people are all foreign aids like Min Longyu, who was the first to appear.

“The next one should be Feng Linhu!”

 In the sixth game, Feng Linhu of the Poshan Gang faced off against Gongsun Changji of the Dajiang Gang.

 The battle process is very brief.

When Gongsun Changji sacrificed the blue flying sword, Feng Linhu's death was announced.

That is the sword of Foundation Establishment monk Wang Haichao, a top-quality magical weapon.

Mi Shuhua's eyelids twitched as he watched the gang go to collect Feng Linhu's body.

 “Can the Yuejian Tiger win the next game?”

 The answer is, no.

 He was facing Yang Rusheng, a well-known Qi refining practitioner in Tianyefang.

 In other words, Yang Rusheng was not a casual cultivator at all. He was born into a family of cultivators.

 Because his family was later destroyed, he was forced to become a casual cultivator.

 But his wealth is simply not comparable to that of ordinary monks in the Qi Refining Stage.

Two magic weapons exploded one after another, and the Yuejian Tiger, who was famous for his body skills, was directly smashed into minced flesh.

This time, we can’t even collect the corpse.

 The record of the Poshan Gang has been ups and downs, from one loss, three wins, and now three consecutive losses.

 Now, even the key match points have been won.

If you lose the next game, this death match will come to an end.

Mi Shuhua looked at Murong Qinglian with a heavy heart.

Murong Qinglian smiled slightly and said, "Old Qin will do his best."

Luo Chen sat next to him and could see clearly.

　That smile is so complicated.

 There is trust, hope, worry, and even more sadness and fear mixed in.

He has never seen such a smile in his life, and even the best actor would not be able to interpret such a complex smile.

 The new generation of Broken Jade Tiger Ke Yuelin clenches his hands and clenches his teeth.

 He ​​knew that it was not so much the rapidly rising Wang Yuan who stole his spot, but actually his sworn brother Qin Liangchen who played for him.

If it hadn’t been for this one, then it would have been him for the next one.

but!

This time, the foreign aids recruited by the Dajiang Gang are each stronger than the last. If he really gets involved, he will either be strangled to pieces like Han Dang, or blown into powder like the Yuejian Tiger.

 He couldn't imagine such a scene.

 He is still young and has just begun his spiritual journey.

 The fear in his heart, the worry for his eldest brother, and the tragic deaths of the brothers in front made his thoughts confused.

 Stepping into the world of immortality, I am here to practice. Why do I feel like I used to hang out in the world of martial arts?

 It shouldn’t be like this!

 What about the Wuwei Qingxiu that we promised?

 In the underground palace below the Taoist platform, Qin Liangchen and Wang Yuan were standing and sitting together.

 The two of them were not familiar with each other, and they were just acquaintances.

 The Qin family has their own small business, selling spiritual fish and beating children, and their life is prosperous.

Wang Yuan, on the other hand, traveled back and forth between the casual cultivator market and the Guyuan Mountains, living the life of an ascetic monk.

At this moment, Qin Liangchen did not look back, and his brand new purple robe was not fluttering in the wind.

 Outside, a loud voice sounded.

“The eighth battle, Poshan Gang Qin Liangchen versus Dajiang Gang Bai Qi.”

Qin Liangchen took a deep breath, strode outside, and left a message at the same time.

 “I will give you the ninth battle!”

Wang Yuan closed his eyes. His eyelids were trembling at this moment, but he did not open them after all.

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