Chapter 3811 Advance Again

Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Situ Dianmo fought weaker and weaker, only managing to hold on for a dozen moves before being struck off the arena with a single palm, a trace of blood spilling from her lips.

Seeing his Family's Disciple finally win, Wei Changsong burst into laughter.

He thought to himself, 'This kid took the money and still got things done, and the act was beautiful enough. If I hadn't known, I really would have been fooled.'

He had been worried that the other party would surrender immediately, which wouldn't have looked good in the end, and he had also placed bets in various gambling houses, which could easily arouse suspicion.

The crowd below was in an uproar; no one expected Lingyun Sword Sect's undefeated streak to be broken in this match.

Although they were surprised, they could emotionally accept it.

After all, with the competition at this point, they couldn't expect all five of them to win; that was impossible.

On the viewing platform, Wu Huo Daojun showed a puzzled expression: "What's going on? This shouldn't be the case, should it?"

Previously, since the people from Lingyun Sword Sect all carried treasures that concealed their Qi, he couldn't see through them, which was understandable.

But they should have been getting stronger, so why did they suddenly weaken?

"I know what's going on."

Ouyang Pingjiang, standing nearby, showed a look of having seen through everything, "If you ask me, Lingyun Sword Sect's previous improvements were definitely not normal. Either they overdrawn their life force through secret techniques to gain Cultivation, or they took Medicinal Pills that temporarily boosted their strength.

Neither method can last forever, and now it's time to pay the price."

Wu Huo Daojun nodded; it seemed this was the only plausible explanation.

However, this was not against the rules. The rules of the Hundred Sects Tournament were that there were no rules; once on the arena, as long as you could win, it was your ability. Whether using Medicinal Pills or any special method, it was all within the allowed scope.

Watching Ouyang Pingjiang speak eloquently, Fairy Chixia, who was beside him, secretly chuckled. She naturally knew what was going on, but she absolutely couldn't say.

Although she was overjoyed, her expression remained indifferent.

Seeing her silent, Ouyang Pingjiang said, "Elder Chixia, why aren't you speaking?"

"There's nothing to say."

Fairy Chixia shook her head slightly. The other party thought he saw through everything, but in reality, he was miles away from the truth.

Ouyang Pingjiang, however, didn't know this. In his view, Fairy Chixia's low spirits were entirely due to the upcoming match.

"Elder Chixia, actually, victory and defeat are common in war. Ao Yue's strength is still a bit lacking. If she loses, she loses; it's nothing. She can just Cultivate slowly in the future.

You don't need to be unhappy or take it to heart."

Fairy Chixia frowned. This old fellow was truly conceited.

"Elder Ouyang, what do you mean by that? It sounds like my Bixia Sect is bound to lose this match!"

Ouyang Pingjiang smiled smugly: "We're old acquaintances; there's no need to pretend about this kind of thing.

If it were in the past, your Bixia Sect could also Rank among the top three.

It's just unfortunate that you had bad luck this time and drew Xifeng Lie early. There's nothing that can be done, after all, strength is something that's very difficult to change."

Fairy Chixia snorted coldly: "You're thinking too much. If anyone's going to lose, it'll be your Guiyuan Sect. My Bixia Sect is sure to win this one."

Ouyang Pingjiang was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Elder Chixia, I really don't know who gave you such confidence. If you're not convinced, how about we make another bet?"

In his opinion, the other party must be pretending for Face, and even if he provoked her, she wouldn't dare to bet.

But to his utter surprise, Fairy Chixia didn't hesitate at all and directly asked, "Then tell me, what do we bet?"

"This…"

Ouyang Pingjiang was stunned, looking at her in surprise: "You're not joking, are you? You really dare to bet?"

"What's there not to dare? Tell me what to bet, and I'll play along."

Fairy Chixia had already made up her mind. She had received a Medicinal Pill from Ye Bufan, and this was a good opportunity to win some bets as a repayment.

Ouyang Pingjiang, however, didn't know this and was immediately overjoyed.

He had just lost three matches yesterday, and today he could finally win one back.

He thought for a moment; his high-Rank immortal spirit grass was all gone, and anything too low a Rank was simply not worth it.

"How about this, we bet ten billion middle-grade celestial crystals, what do you think?"

This fellow was full of excitement. He didn't have that many celestial crystals himself, so he directly took the Sect's resources as a bet.

After all, in his view, this gamble could only be won, not lost. It didn't matter how much money he wagered; in the end, it would be Bixia Sect that lost.

Fairy Chixia's expression was indifferent, but her heart was already blooming with joy. With these ten billion celestial crystals, the favor of the Junlin Pill could be repaid.

At this moment, the second match on the arena had already begun: Xuan Yuan Linglong versus Qiao Yuniang of Hehe Sword Sect.

This match was extremely exciting and fiercely contested.

Xuan Yuan Linglong directly suppressed her Cultivation to the Immortal Lord Late Stage. Their strengths were comparable, so the fight was naturally intense.

After a full three hundred moves, she was finally struck off the arena by the opponent's palm.

This match could be said to be even more perfect than the previous one, losing beautifully without any flaws or arousing any suspicion.

Even though Xuan Yuan Linglong had displayed Heaven-Defying abilities before, everyone guessed she was only at the Immortal Lord Late Stage, so this result was also within expectations.

Ouyang Pingjiang once again pointed out: "Elder Chixia, did you see that? Lingyun Sword Sect's good luck has run out."

"It's just a pity you didn't catch up."

Elder Chixia's light words made Ouyang Pingjiang's Face turn red; he had lost three matches yesterday precisely because he underestimated Lingyun Sword Sect.

Behind the three, Yuan Kun, the Grand Elder of Five Elements Sword Sect, was full of disdain, his eyes filled with mockery.

And they still want my celestial crystals? That's simply a fool's dream.

He now immensely admired his wise decision from yesterday, even feeling a hint of pride.

It was clear that Lingyun Sword Sect had reached its limit and simply didn't have the qualifications to make a deal with him. If he had really paid that amount of celestial crystals, he would surely be regretting it to death now.

As the match ended, everyone's attention immediately shifted to the next one.

It was strange to say, Ye Bufan hadn't moved a single finger, yet he became the focus of the entire competition. Every move he made attracted the attention of countless people.

"Lingyun Sword Sect's luck is gone; this kid has also reached his end…"

"It's already pretty good. To get this far without even fighting a single official match, if it were me, I'd wake up laughing from a dream…"

"Great! This guy stops here and can't enter the next round anymore…"

People discussed animatedly. In everyone's eyes, this match was a Sect internal struggle, so naturally, the weaker Ye Bufan would concede, allowing Leng Qingqiu to fight the stronger opponents later, who might even create a miracle.

But to everyone's utter surprise, under their gazes, Leng Qingqiu softly uttered three words, "I concede!"

After saying that, she turned and jumped off the arena.

"This…"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Indeed, there was no fight between fellow Disciples, but no one expected that the one to concede would be the previously astonishing and dazzling Leng Qingqiu, who had incredible Sword Dao talent. Meanwhile, Ye Bufan stood there with a slight smile, still having made no moves and not a single finger, once again entering the next round.