Chapter 360 Highly Anticipated

The mountains roared, the voices were loud, and the noise was like a tide!

The competition had not yet begun, but the square in front of the Wulingfeng Wushuang Hall was already crowded with cultivators. The crowds were as dark as dark clouds, and many people fought for a favorable position, and there were many frictions.

The strong cultivators also came early.

Since the competition began, there have been fewer and fewer competitions. There are not many opportunities to watch the competition of masters, and no one wants to miss it. This competition is much better than the previous one. Ordinary cultivators all want to watch how the participating cultivators perform sword skills in the competition. If they are lucky, they can understand it a little and it is very likely to improve their own swordsmanship! There is also great hope to comprehend sword skills!

In fact, it is not uncommon for people to comprehend sword skills because of this!

Of course, those who can comprehend sword skills are only a minority after all. Even if they comprehend only forced sword skills, they are proud enough!

Even if you can't comprehend the sword skills, while watching, exchanging experiences with other cultivators is also a great promotion and improvement for yourself! There are no disadvantages.

There is still some time before the competition begins. The onlookers gathered in groups of three or five, talking about the trend of the competition, discussing sword skills, making friends, and being busy.

In the southwest corner of the square, it was particularly lively.

A square table was already surrounded by cultivators, layer upon layer, and everyone squeezed forward to hear what the white-clothed cultivator was saying.

The white-clothed cultivator smiled warmly, sitting leisurely at the table, answering questions from the cultivators around him.

"Who has the highest odds today?" A burly man squeezed through a group of cultivators and asked.

The white-clothed cultivator looked indifferent, glanced at the crowd, and smiled: "The person with the highest odds today is still Luo Chen! His odds are 1 to 50!"

"1 to 50!" As soon as this was said, all the cultivators took a breath of cold air.

"The odds are too high!" a red-robed cultivator exclaimed.

"If Luo Chen really wins first place, wouldn't it be a big profit to buy him!" a spiritual silence early stage cultivator said with a look of yearning.

"Buy him?" A black-robed spiritual silence late stage cultivator squeezed to the front and said contemptuously: "Does Luo Chen have a chance to win first place? Buy him, buy as much as you want, lose as much as you want, lose everything!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized and reacted, looking at the white-robed cultivator, with anger on their faces.

This is clearly a lie, no different from fraud!

"This bet is too bad!"

"The odds for those who can win first place are extremely low, and Gu Yun's odds have now dropped to one to two!" Someone said dissatisfiedly.

"That's right, Luo Chen can't get first place at a glance, and the odds are so high, it's clear that he wants to cheat us of spiritual stones." Someone immediately complained.

The white-clothed cultivator calmly looked at a group of cultivators, then set his sights on the black-clothed spiritual silence cultivator, stared at the black-clothed spiritual silence late cultivator, and asked: "Do you know who can take the first place?"

The black-clothed cultivator stopped complaining for a while, looked at the white-clothed cultivator, and shouted: "You are talking nonsense, if I knew, I would have bought it secretly, and I would not have the time to chat here."

There was a burst of laughter around, and everyone looked at the white-clothed cultivator with amusement.

The white-clothed cultivator looked calm, and also smiled: "You also said that you don't know who will be the first in the competition, so I naturally don't know. Whether you can earn spiritual stones depends on your own judgment! The reason why I change the odds from time to time is also because of my own judgment! Who will lose and who will win is unknown, this is the fun of gambling!"

The laughter subsided, and a group of cultivators began to listen seriously to what the white-clothed cultivator said.

The cultivator in white smiled at the crowd and said, "How can you be so sure that Luo Chen will not win first place? What if he hides his strength and wins first place in the end? With this super high odds of 50 times, those who bet on him will count the spirit stones until their hands are sore!"

"It's the same for other cultivators." The cultivator in white continued, "I have different odds every day. You can bet on the cultivator you value based on your own judgment. Whether you can make money or not is all in your own hands! It has nothing to do with me! Gu Yun has a great chance of winning first place, and I didn't stop you from betting on Gu Yun!"

The cultivator in black opened his mouth to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by the cultivator in blue robes next to the cultivator in white.

The blue-robed cultivator looked at the crowd and encouraged them, "Until now, even Gu Yun, who has the lowest odds, has a 1 to 2 odds! It was 1 to 3 before! If you bet on him and he really wins first place, the spiritual stones in your pockets will be doubled immediately! Others have higher odds, so they will naturally earn the most!"

The green-robed cultivator laughed and said, "You can make a lot of money while watching the competition, so why not?"

The three white-robed cultivators spoke eloquently. After a series of bombardments, the onlookers were all stunned, and then they all reacted and agreed with what the three said. The group of cultivators were all speechless.

As the three said, whether you can earn spiritual stones depends on your own vision and judgment. As long as you can bet on the right cultivator, you will definitely make a profit!

The white-clothed cultivator looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "We set up this gambling game not for the purpose of earning spirit stones, but just for fun, to kill time while waiting, to have fun and to have fun. So, I advise you not to think about making a fortune, to make a fortune! Such good things do exist, and after the competition is over, someone will definitely make a fortune. But can you guarantee that you can be one of those people? If not, all your spirit stones will belong to me. Think twice before you act, don't get carried away."

After the words fell, many cultivators fell into deep thought. The cultivators who got carried away were also quite rational. Everyone's face was no longer impetuous at the beginning, but when they looked at the white-clothed cultivator, they all had a little more admiration and gratitude.

Ask yourself, if they were white-clothed cultivators, they would never tell these to the cultivators who placed bets, and wished that everyone could bet tens of thousands of spirit stones.

The words of the cultivator in white came from the bottom of his heart and were extremely sincere. The people around him were all infected and believed in him without any doubt. No one complained anymore.

Complaints were eliminated invisibly. A storm was resolved invisibly by the cultivator in white.

The cultivator in black, who was in the late stage of spiritual silence, turned around and retreated in disgrace when he saw that the destruction failed.

The cultivator in white looked through the crowd and looked at the direction where the cultivator in black left. He seemed to be thinking about something. A hint of coldness flashed in his calm eyes.

There were many people talking, and after a short calm, the crowd became lively again.

"What are the odds of Lin Mu today?" Someone immediately asked with concern.

The white-clothed cultivator smiled and said, "Lin Mu lost without a fight. He must be recovering from his injury. But he lost a game, which will inevitably cast a shadow on his chance of winning the first place. If I raise the odds again, you will scold me. Today I will lower his odds to ten to one!"

Someone in the crowd said, "Then we won't bet on him today. He lost already, and now his hope is even slimmer."

"That's right, he shouldn't be afraid of Gu Yun and dare not fight?"

"It's impossible for him to win the first place!"

Some people couldn't help but gloat over his misfortune.

The cultivators who bet on Lin Mu before felt nervous and worried.

"Why did Lin Mu miss the game?"

"Can he play in this game?"

"Will his odds go up later?"

A group of people were so concerned that they were in a mess, and all kinds of questions came up one after another.

The three white-clothed cultivators were drowned in the sound waves and kept answering various questions. The white-clothed cultivators didn't have any irritability on their faces. They always had a warm smile on their faces and were gentle and elegant.

"I believe in Lin Mu. After he recovers from his injury, he will definitely come back." After a round of bombardment, the blue-robed cultivator separated the crowd and said with sweat dripping down his face.

The cultivators then let the three go.

At this time, in front of the Wushuang Hall, Qiu Wei, the elder of the Wushuang Sword Sect, announced loudly: "The competition has officially begun!"

A group of people turned around and focused on watching the competition.

Many cultivators kept their eyes wandering in front of the hall, but what was disappointing was that Lin Mu didn't come today!

The cultivators who bet on Lin Mu were once again overshadowed.

Is his injury very serious? Do they have to give up another game?

Is there still hope to be in the top four? Can they still win first place?

Many people were full of confidence before, but now they can't help but look back and forth, not knowing what to do. Some people began to consider whether to take out the last remaining spirit stones and bet on Gu Yun again to make back their capital.

The possibility of Lin Mu winning first place is getting slimmer and slimmer.

Even the white-clothed cultivators had no intention of earning spirit stones from him, and did not take this opportunity to raise the odds wildly, but instead made the odds fall!

The onlookers had different expressions, looking at the platform, with different thoughts.

The competition began, and the participating cultivators went on stage one after another, but on the third platform, only one cultivator at the peak of the Spiritual Silence Stage went up.

Many people focused their eyes on this platform, looking forward to it, unwilling to give up.

"Lin Mu must come!"

"I bet 10,000 spirit stones on him."

"Don't give up!"

Looking at the No. 3 platform, everyone was looking forward to it.

Standing on the platform, Lian Shu was also looking forward to it.

He hoped that Lin Mu would not come.

He had bad luck before, and met two people, both of whom were top masters. The first game was against Gu Yun, and he lost miserably! The second match was against Xing Yun. He thought he could beat Xing Yun with his own strength, but what surprised him the most was that Xing Yun had not even used his sword skills. He could not defend himself with just the combination of sword moves. Even if he used forced sword skills, it was irreversible. He even felt that his sword skills were not as powerful as Xing Yun's!

Originally, he could use real sword skills, but because his meridians were not strong enough, he was greatly damaged. Although his sword skills were extremely powerful, he saw Xing Yun's relaxed look, so he simply gave up and left his strength to fight against the next cultivator.

But he was also not sure about this match against Lin Mu.

He had heard that Lin Mu was seriously injured before. Now, he only hoped that Lin Mu could continue to recover from his injuries and not come again!

His name was Lian Shu, but he didn't want to lose again!

A flash of sword light passed by, and the judge cultivator Ju Bin fell from the sky.

Ju Bin glanced at Lian Shu and said calmly: "Lin Mu has not arrived yet. According to the rules of the competition, you need to wait for him for half an hour. If he still doesn't come, you win this match!"

Lian Shu couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

At this time, the competitions on other platforms were in full swing.

Many people's eyes were attracted by the exciting competitions, but at this time, there were still many people looking around from time to time, expecting Lin Mu to come.

Time flies, on the fifth platform, Gu Yun swept the clouds away, frequently bursting out powerful sword skills, and knocked his opponent off the stage and won again!

He has won three consecutive games!

The situation on the other platforms is gradually becoming clear, and it is not far from the end, but Lin Mu still hasn't appeared.

After half an hour, Ju Bin thought that Lin Mu had given up again, and he couldn't help but start to announce: "In this competition, Lian Shu..."

The last word of the sentence stopped abruptly, and the word "win" was swallowed back into his stomach.

Ju Bin smiled and looked into the distance. He saw a series of sword lights flying towards him. It was Yin Xin and his group!

Lin Mu was among them!