Nine Yang Sword God

C101 Unbelievable Luck



C101 Unbelievable Luck

The battle between Chen Chang Xin and Gu Yue Hong Hui was the last battle. After the battle between the two ended, it entered the resting stage.    

    

Although the top five had already been decided, After all, the top five would be decided on the top three, while the top three would be decided on the first, second, and third place.    

    

During the mid-match break, the Third Elder came down from the high platform and came to Chen Changxian's side. He began to chat with Chen Changxian about the upcoming battle matters.    

    

Chen Changxian said, "I have suffered internal injuries. I'm afraid I won't be able to fully recover in a short period of time. Moreover, even if I'm at my peak state, I won't be a match for that group of people. Therefore, I plan to advance to the finals of the top five and advance to the top three. No matter who I meet, I will admit defeat immediately. These people won't have anything to do with Hu Xiaopao. I shouldn't be forced to fight again. "    

    

Third Elder patted Chen Chang's shoulder and said, "Your idea is very good. A cultivator of the second level of the Imperial Spirit Realm has made it into the top five of the finals, and you've done something that has never been done before. It might even be a magnificent feat that no one has ever done before. You don't need to prove yourself to the world anymore, because you've already succeeded. Admitting defeat is indeed the best method. "    

    

As he spoke, the Third Elder took out a pill bottle carved with spirit stones from his bosom and said: "The medicinal pill inside is the Second Transformation Profound Gold Pill. It is most suitable for a cultivator of the Imperial Spirit Realm to treat internal injuries. Use it first. After we enter the Hidden Dragon Gate, I will go to the Pill Refining Pavilion to get some for you. "    

    

A warm feeling flowed through Chen Changxian's heart as he hurriedly said: "Thank you, Third Elder. "    

    

Ever since Chen Changxian was reborn, he had only felt warmth from two people. The first was Linghu Wange. The second person was the Third Elder.    

    

Although Chen Taiji treated Chen Changzhi very well, he only treated him as his own grandson. Only Chen Changzhi knew that he was just another person who had been reborn. If Chen Taichi knew that he was not his grandson, would he still treat him so well?    

    

Linghu Wange was different from the Third Elder. They were truly good to Chen Changxian, because Chen Changxian was Chen Changxian, not a junior of the Chen Family.    

    

Very quickly, the Third Elder returned to the high platform and the rest time also flashed by.    

    

The Second Elder's voice reverberated between heaven and earth, and another round of the finals was about to begin.    

    

Before the finals began, they naturally had to draw lots. The five people naturally had five bamboo lots, and this round of drawing lots still had an exemption lot, which was White Three.    

    

When Mo Frenzied Sword, Hu Yi, Officer Xiao Xue, Han Yi and Chen Chang had finished drawing lots, everyone's gaze once again turned towards Chen Chang Xian.    

    

One should know that Chen Chang Xian had drawn the first two waivers. Therefore, people wanted to know if Chen Changxian would still be so lucky in this round.    

    

When Chen Changxian took out White Three with a strange expression, the expressions of the people in the square, as well as the important figures on the high platform, became strange.    

    

The Third Elder smiled bitterly as he looked at Chen Changxian, who was the center of attention in the square. He sighed and said, "He originally said that he would be eliminated no matter who he met in the top five to advance to the top three. Who would have thought that a great fortune would once again be attached to him. He actually won without a fight and directly advanced to the top three. . . This luck. . . "    

    

The heroic hero had always valued luck. Now that Chen Changxian had drawn the three-time waiver, he had to believe that Chen Changxian was a lucky person with great luck.    

    

However, no matter what, the draw was absolutely fair. Chen Changxian had advanced to the top three, so no one could say anything. The finals still had to continue.    

    

In this battle, Mo Frenzied Sword met Hu Yi and Han Yi met Xiao Xue.    

    

Xiao Xue, after all, had the affection of her elders at home. She had been pampered since she was young, and her cultivation base was also obtained by her talent. Han Yi, on the other hand, had suffered too much pain. In the face of the battle with the official, Xiao Xue, Han Yi was able to break through the opponent's attacks that were full of pressure every time, and in the end, he easily obtained victory like a flower in the palm of his hand.    

    

Officer Xiao Xue pouted her cute little mouth, and stomped her little foot at Officer Xiao Ying on the high platform. Then, she stomped her little foot at Han Yi, and squeezed into the crowd amidst the sounds of victory and defeat. She hugged her arms, looking cute and angry as she waited to watch the next battle.    

    

The second battle belonged to Mo Frenzied Sword and Hu Yi, because both of them were at the Spirit Origin Stage. Moreover, the forces they came from seemed to be stronger than the top forces. Hu Yi came from the City Lord's Mansion, which was the biggest force in the city. Mo Frenzied Sword might have come from the Blade House, which was the most mysterious force in the city. Therefore, the battle between these two was expected.    

    

However, before the battle even started, Mo Kuangdao used the excuse that he had never fought a woman before. He felt that he had admitted defeat and had chosen to withdraw from the match.    

    

This scene filled everyone's heart with disbelief.    

    

This is the cultivation world. . . Not the mortal world. . .    

    

In the cultivation world, how could there be any so-called rule of men not hitting women? If one is careless, one will die!    

    

Therefore, people immediately thought that Mo Kuangdao was making things difficult for Hu Yi, but why did he have to be perfunctory with Hu Yi?    

    

Was it just because he didn't want to reveal too many of his trump cards because of Hu Yi?    

    

However, as Mo Frendao withdrew from the competition with the excuse of not hitting women, although Hu Yi won, he was very unhappy.    

    

Hu Yi gritted his teeth and said angrily: "What do you mean by never hitting women? This is the cultivation world? What right do you have to look down on women? And I look down on them? Where are you men!? Next time, I will also withdraw from the competition. I will say that I never beat men!"    

    

Regardless of whether Hu Yi was angry or not, the finals had ended.    

    

Hu Yi, Han Yi, and Chen Chang had advanced to the top three.    

    

After a short break, it was time to draw lots to decide the opponents.    

    

Three bamboo sticks and one battle. White lot number two directly advanced to the final.    

    

This time, people cast their eyes on Chen Changxian again. They wanted to see if this man with green lights along the way could directly get into the top two.    

    

However, when Chen Chang was so nervous that he was trembling a little as he raised White Sign No. 2, the entire square let out a deafening howl.    

    

"Oh my god! I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore. This guy. . . This guy is too lucky!"    

    

"Four consecutive waivers? Four waivers in the finals? Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me? You are teasing me!"    

    

"He actually showed a very nervous expression. Someone, someone! I'm going to chop this guy to death, I'm going to chop him to death!"    

    

The contestants also cried out in alarm.    

    

Hu Yi looked at Chen Chang with disdain. With a glance, she said, "I didn't think that your luck would be so good. "    

    

Chen Chang insincerely smiled bitterly and replied, "I. . . Really don't want to be so high-profile. . . "    

    

Hu Yi, who had maintained his calm a moment ago, almost slashed at him in the next moment.    

    

Damn it, he was too pretentious!    

    

This was the confidence of the lucky ones who had drawn four waivers in a row!    

    

This kid actually said that he didn't want to be so high-profile?    

    

Was this not sincerity enough to anger people to death?    

    

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