Chapter 124

Qin Tian's purpose is obvious.

Take shortcuts to make a fortune by gambling.

One hundred thousand credit points. It takes at least three months to do the task. If you meet Lin Yan now, you may meet Yang Han tomorrow.

During this period of time, I found that the Optimus faction was more powerful than expected and almost penetrated everywhere. Yang Han has been in Optimus sect for many years. He must have taken over a lot of followers. If he doesn't obtain the qualification of internal disciple as soon as possible, he will have no less trouble in case of encounter.

The value of external disciples is far less than that of internal disciples.

Besides, as a disciple of the yellow gate, he is even less valued. He suddenly disappears when he is on a mission and can't attract anyone's attention. Who will care about the life and death of the disciples of the yellow gate?

Internal disciples are different. The mainstay of Qianji sect has received great attention and will not easily let any disciples die.

For a long time, betting stations were rare.

The old man stepped into the barrier again with a loud voice and announced the start of the game.

Qin Tian's name appeared in the first round of hegemony.

"Qin Tian vs Zeng Xiang, odds 1:1"

Tens of thousands of disciples in the field are not familiar with Qin Tian and Zeng Xiang. Although there are few people betting, Qin Tian naturally knows this phenomenon, but others' betting has no impression on him. He is only about his own bet.

Qin Tian walked into the arena from the rest area, while Zeng Xiang also walked into the arena from another intersection.

When they looked at each other in the challenge arena, Zeng Xiang immediately burst out with all his strength and rushed up.

Qin Tian was calm and calm. With a smile, his body suddenly accelerated, and his Qi and blood suddenly changed. Zeng Xiang felt strong pressure, and his heart was very angry. His eyes changed, and his Qi became a soldier. A long sword turned into thousands of sword Qi, which was very rampant.

The sword Qi was like a rainbow. Thousands of swords were fired at the same time, sealing all the retreat routes of Qin Tian. Zeng Xiang smiled, "die!"

As soon as the word "death" was finished, he suddenly looked surprised. Qingtian disappeared and disappeared.

"Oh..."

Tens of thousands of disciples suddenly burst into amazing cries.

I don't know when Qin Tian appeared behind Zeng Xiang and hid the blood in his body. Zeng Xiang didn't notice it at all. He even looked at the off-site referee, spread his hands, shrugged and said, "the man is gone. Did I win?"

The referee shook his head gently and sneered.

People stand behind them and don't know. They even say they won.

What a joke.

"Hey!" Qin Tian suddenly sighed in Zeng Xiang's ear.

Immediately, Zeng Xiang's eyes suddenly vomited out, his feet accelerated wildly, and his fear rose. However, he was not satisfied. After running for dozens of feet, he suddenly turned back and looked again. Qin Tian's figure still disappeared.

At this time, the cold sweat on his forehead was like rolling soybeans, his clothes were wet, and he turned his head numbly. He found that Qin Tian appeared behind him again. That feeling was worse than killing him.

The spirit of war was weak and won without war.

With unparalleled speed, Zeng Xiang can't compete at all. The only way out is to admit defeat.

"I lost." Zeng Xiang, like a lost dog, bowed his head and walked down the challenge arena, full of helplessness.

No one expected that the first battle for hegemony would end like this. Tens of thousands of enthusiastic disciples didn't even scream out. It ended so quickly that many people didn't have time to respond.

The referee smiled faintly and looked at Qin Tian with appreciation in his eyes.

He knew that his strength was better than his opponent. There was no need to hurt others. This was the idea in Qin Tian's heart, but it annoyed many external disciples. They came to see the wonderful game. They showed their speed twice at will and won the game without even a fight.

"Win, ha ha..." Lin Yan laughed. Thinking of what Qin Tian told him, he immediately went to the betting station and pressed all the credit points Qin Tian won, and he also pressed down the credit points he won. He believed that Qin Tian would certainly win today.

"Are you sure you want to keep fighting?" The referee's look changed slightly. He knew that Qin Tian's strength had reached level 5 of LIANGANG, but he didn't expect Qin Tianhui to ask to continue to fight. Level 5 of LIANGANG wanted to fight all the way to the end, which had never happened before.

"Do you want to think about it again?" Asked the old man.

"The old man smiled faintly, "OK."

Then it was announced that Qin Tian chose to continue to fight. Tens of thousands of disciples laughed and sighed, thinking that he was looking for death.

Tianzhimen disciples dare not do this. As a disciple of huangzhimen, he is so arrogant that many tianzhimen disciples are very upset. They are all eager to try to kill him with one move. How can he be arrogant again?

Qin Tian smiled faintly, glanced coldly at the commotion in the field, then closed his eyes slightly and waited for the next opponent.

Completely ignore their existence.

Tens of thousands of disciples became even more dissatisfied and all spoke and scolded.

The betting station became crazy. Almost no one pressed Qin Tian, all on his opponents. They didn't believe that Qin Tian could win. It was a fluke to win just now. With the advantage of speed, they beat his opponents psychologically, and they won't be so lucky in the next game.

The battle list comes out.

Wang Fang, tianzhimen disciple, LIANGANG level 5.

Qin Tian smiled, "it's the people of Qingtian school again."

Wang Fang's strength is extremely exquisite. He ranks in the top 20 among the external disciples and is the contender for the strength of the next internal disciple.

His appearance caused tens of thousands of disciples to respond and shout his name, and his morale was extremely high.

Wang Fang sneered, shook his head, looked at Qin Tian and said, "brother, you're looking for death. Don't blame me for being cruel and cruel after being a ghost."

Then he said coldly, "in fact, I hate killing, but if someone wants you to die, I'll do it for you."

Qin Tian was stunned, but he wondered, "who wants me to die? Has the last killing of Yu Sheng been exposed?"

His heart was tight and his face was expressionless. Looking at Wang Fang, Qin Tian's breath burst out, and his purple flame soared. He hung a death like smile on his face and gently spit out a sentence, "I like killing people very much. Remember to let the king of hell come to me after being a ghost."

Then his eyes opened angrily. The majestic Qigong suddenly changed. The incomparably powerful breath attacked him instantly. The speed increased to the extreme. The purple steel gun swept out of his hands. The momentum was incomparably strong and the wind was everywhere Get out

Wang Fang retreated abruptly, but he didn't expect Qin Tian to be so powerful. The pressure in his heart doubled. Almost in a moment, when he reacted, Qin Tian's purple long gun had stabbed into his heart. He felt the loss of life and his sight was gradually blurred

Wang Fang, dead body.

Qin Tian smiled and whispered, "little explosion!"

Ten thousand disciples in the field were silent, as if they had been severely slapped. They were so hot that they couldn't say a word!