GBP Chapter 2344
Chapter 2344
At this moment, Xuan Yi and the others all looked at Chen Xuan, their eyes full of confusion—why would he stop them from joining the battle when they were clearly in the heat of battle?
Chen Xuan grinned and transmitted his thoughts through divine sense: "I've calculated the scale of betting here. With our betting funds, we're enough to lose five games in a row."
"What? Five consecutive losses?" Xuan Yi, who had been full of arrogance, froze on the spot upon hearing this, his face full of astonishment. "Brother Chen Xuan, they have already humiliated you, why did you deliberately continue to lose?"
"Yeah, what's going on here?" Xuan Ye and Huang Quan were also puzzled, completely unable to understand this move.
"Hehehe..." A cunning glint flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, his smile carrying a deeper meaning. "Trust me, this time I guarantee you'll make a fortune! You think I'm eyeing that mere 70 million Chaos Unit treasure in the Nine Springs Realm?"
He glanced at the more than three hundred spectators surrounding the arena, then looked at the Immortal Kings and God Kings outside the arena, who were anxiously pacing back and forth due to the great formation. His tone was slightly amused:
"Aren't these celestial beings, true immortals, and immortal kings all trying to take advantage of this opportunity to make a quick buck? If that's the case, let them lose until they can't even pull up their pants!"
Upon hearing this, Xuan Yi and the others were all shocked, staring at Chen Xuan with eyes that looked at a monster—good heavens, revealing the Seven-Colored Immortal Gold was not an impulsive act, but rather a ploy to lure out the wealth of the big shots in Wujiang City!
"Hehehe, I like it!" Xuan Yi rubbed his hands together, his eyes burning with fervor. "Brother Chen Xuan, our last trump card battle is up to you! If you lose, we'll really be skinned alive by our master!"
“Yes, Senior Brother Chen Xuan, if we really lose, I’ll give you my all and not go back to Yaochi Holy Land!” As soon as Chen Xi said this, Xia Jiuyou, Lu Xueqi, and Zixia turned their heads and looked at each other with a hint of “Sisters, you’re so cunning” in their eyes.
"Don't worry, follow me, and I'll make sure you're all well-fed and fat!" Chen Xuan scanned the five men, his tone turning serious.
"Follow my plan, don't act too fake—the spectators are all seasoned gamblers, they're very perceptive, understand? If you really can't hold on, just admit defeat, don't stubbornly hold on and reveal your weaknesses!"
"it is good!"
"Don't worry, acting is my forte!" Xuan Yi patted his chest solemnly.
"Hehe, this is so much fun!" Huang Quan looked at Chen Xuan with stars in his eyes. Following Chen Xuan always brought new and exciting things.
"In that case, for the first match, Xuan Yi, you'll go!" Chen Xuan immediately ordered. "The Winged Clan excels in speed and long-range archery. Your main attack will be against the Bronze God-Demon Puppet, squeezing out its movement space—be aggressive in the early game, then deliberately appear weak in the later game, and make sure the defeat is convincing!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Xuan Yi's expression changed abruptly, and he roared at Han Yu, who was already impatient in the arena: "Birdman, prepare to die!"
"Go, Senior Brother Xuan Yi! Beat them to a pulp!" Zi Xia, still dazed, was jumping up and down, cheering him on.
Since they were going to put on a show, Chenxi, Xuanye, and the others joined in the shouts, creating a powerful atmosphere as if they were truly determined to secure their first victory.
However, this scene and the secret strategic communication were all captured by the June Daoist's "Eavesdropping on the Nine Realms" supernatural power in a private room on the ninth floor of Lou Wai Lou not far away.
He slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them, and murmured, "Interesting little fellow... If I hadn't used my supernatural powers to see through your entire plan, even I would have thought you were just after the treasures of the Nine Springs Realm. It seems you have quite the ambition."
June smiled and shook her head, then got up and walked to the window. Her gaze pierced through the endless distance and landed directly on Chen Xuan. She thought to herself, "Since you are so confident, I want to see where your confidence comes from. How dare you scheme against all the True Immortals and Immortal Kings present!"
"June, what's wrong with you?" Qi Feng asked with a smile when he noticed his unusual expression. "It's just a bet between juniors, why are you taking it so seriously?"
"Hahaha, just youthful arrogance." An Ye also looked at Chen Xuan from afar, his tone tinged with a hint of emotion, "This young man has enough spirit, but I wonder if his strength matches his ambition?"
With a smile, Liu Yue waved his hand and took out a jade bottle, placing it on the table: "Here, one hundred Chaos Units of Treasure, bet on the Flame Dragon Realm to win."
"Heh, are we afraid of you?" Qi Feng raised an eyebrow. "Based on our understanding of the forces in the Nine Springs Realm, this battle is a foregone conclusion—you can keep the prize money to pay for the Immortal Banquet!"
Seeing how serious June was, Qifeng and Anye also put away their smiles and focused their attention on the arena, wanting to see the truth of this battle.
The core battle area of the arena was shrouded by a protective array covering a radius of 100 miles.
Xuan Yi leaped into the arena, facing Han Yu from afar. Without exchanging a single word, the two immediately engaged in a fierce battle.
Han Yu, a second-tier prodigy of the Winged Clan, possessed jet-black wings on his back. With each flap of his wings, gusts of wind were stirred up. Holding a divine bow that shimmered with light, he instantly transformed into a black shadow, creating distance between himself and the bronze god-demon puppet controlled by Xuan Yi.
"A piece of trash who can only hide behind a puppet?" Han Yu's eyes were contemptuous. He pulled the bowstring with two fingers, and three dazzling arrows gathered on the string, carrying the residual power of the sun's golden flames. The tips of the arrows flashed with a cold light that could tear through the void.
Although Xuan Yi was the third-ranked Holy Son of the Dao Yi Holy Land, his close combat strength was in no way inferior to Dao Yi and Tian Yi. He rose from humble beginnings and possessed incredibly solid strength. Seeing Han Yu use his speed to create distance, he immediately dared not be careless. He quickly formed hand seals and shouted, "Universe Shift!"
Whoosh—
Ripples spread across the void beneath their feet as the giant sword in the hands of the bronze puppet god-demon pierced the air, carrying with it a rich Daoist aura, and thrust towards the void ahead.
Just as the sword blade was fully extended, Xuan Yi and the bronze puppet instantly teleported away, taking advantage of the fluctuations in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!
"die!"
The next second, Xuan Yi appeared behind Han Yu, the bronze puppet's giant sword carrying immense force, piercing straight into Han Yu's back!
"What? The simplified version of the Void Secret Technique, the 'Universe Shifting Step'?" Han Yu's pupils shrank, and he was shocked. Although he knew this teleportation technique, he did not expect Xuan Yi to be able to use it so perfectly in battle.
At the critical moment of life and death, Han Yu gritted his teeth and activated all his divine power, shouting angrily: "Shifting Shadows!"
Whoosh—
The void twisted, and the two figures switched positions like bubbles.
Xuan Yi's divine sword grazed Han Yu's wings and missed, the sword energy whistling as it struck the ground, creating a deep trench and sending shards of stone flying. Han Yu then appeared in Xuan Yi's original position, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.
"To be able to react instantly and even use the chaotic energy I stirred up to perform a teleportation technique, you do have some skill." Xuan Yi felt the residual energy fluctuations around him, and his expression gradually became serious—this act had to be convincing, and he couldn't give himself away.
When they clashed, it was a clash of secret techniques and supernatural powers from the very beginning, and the outcome was decided in an instant.
"Prepare to die!" Han Yu steadied himself, his eyes turning completely serious, no longer showing the slightest contempt. He drew back the bowstring repeatedly, and a barrage of brilliant arrows shot out like meteors, a dense rain of arrows enveloping Xuan Yi.
"Roar!"
Xuan Yi roared, his expression slightly agitated. While manipulating the bronze puppet to wield its giant sword to deflect the rain of arrows, he gestured with his right hand: "Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
Hundreds of top-grade immortal flying swords roared out, their cries weaving into a net that swirled and coalesced around him, transforming into a dazzling sword array. At the core of the array, a white jade longsword slowly took shape, its blade flowing with pure sword aura. It hummed as it tore through the void, shooting towards Han Yu!
"kill!!"