I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 33 [Sixth Patriarch Abi]

Along with the reading, the host moved his fingers, preparing to recall all the surviving disciples in this world.

Both good and evil are watching with wide eyes.

I want to see who the last four remaining demon disciples are.

Accompanied by the four green lights, the first people to return to the arena were He Fan and Hua He. They were lying on the ground, completely breathless and motionless.

"Why are there two corpses??"

Everyone was puzzled. Someone in the Zhengdao auditorium looked at the host: "How can the corpse be counted? If it is counted like this, we have not lost."

The host didn't offer any explanation, he just stepped forward and kicked the two of them in the stomach.

"vomit……"

With this kick, a stream of fishy yellow liquid immediately spit out from their mouths.

When everyone took a look, it turned out that the two were actually pretending to be dead, which immediately aroused a burst of contempt.

It's shameless to win by pretending to be dead.

"What's wrong? Why am I here??"

Hua Lin wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth and looked around with a confused face. When he turned back to look at He Fan, he suddenly looked strange: "Is this the way you said?"

"If you put yourself to death to survive, you could have saved a few more people, but they surrendered before they could wait, or they escaped from their auspicious position and lost their lives."

He Fan took out the silk scarf from his sleeve, wiped his mouth, and didn't forget to take out a pot of tea and put it in his mouth to rinse.

"Then couldn't you have said it earlier?"

Hua Lin's face was full of resentment. At that time, he almost thought that he would be here for the rest of his life.

"The secret must not be leaked. If you tell it, it will not work."

He Fan smiled mysteriously, but did not tell Hua Lin that the poison had a limit. If no one saved them and woke them up within a certain period of time, they would really die there.

Not everyone has the guts to take this kind of risk.

If you really say it, it will cause bad things.

"All right!"

Hua Lin no longer struggled with this issue. After all, they managed to survive until the end and were the biggest winners of this competitive match.

Following the green light, another figure appeared in everyone's sight.

"Mo Yu!!"

Seeing the figure lying on the ground, Hua Ling was surprised and happy, and rushed forward to check Mo Yu's injuries.

After learning that Mo Yu was poisoned, He Fan fumbled for a packet of medicinal powder from his storage bag and fed it to Mo Yu. After making sure that the guy was fine, he stopped caring about him.

"Three of them, are they all from the Wusheng Sect?? Damn it, the Wusheng Sect has made a big mistake this time!"

When it became clear that the three of them were all disciples of the Wusheng Sect, the demonic side immediately began to curse.

According to the rules, the alliance that participates in the war with the largest proportion can get more gambling money.

In addition, the winner can also share [-]% of the gambling money.

Calculated in this way, the Wushengmen family can account for 20.00% of the gambling funds, and there are additional rewards from the arena, which is a huge win.

The Wusheng Sect had been defeated several times before and almost lost all of his pants.

I heard that there wasn't even a piece of turf in the station, and the spiritual energy was pitifully thin. Now that I had obtained these resources, Wu Shengmen could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Strange, there aren't four of us, why are there only three??"

Only then did everyone notice that there was still one person who hadn't come out.

The host also felt very strange and could only emit a green light again.

As the green light flashed, Zhang Jun's figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight. He was wearing clothes with one hand and holding his trousers with the other hand, but he didn't even have time to tie his belt.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had returned to the arena. Looking at the looks from around him, Zhang Jun was not shy at all. He just slowly put his clothes on his body and tied his belt.

She secretly thought that it was a dangerous situation. Fortunately, she rushed back before the second recall. Before he could ask her what she was going to do, the girl just threw her clothes to him and turned into a red light diamond. Into his back.

Zhang Jun didn't have time to see what the beads were, so he hurriedly started to put on his clothes. Fortunately, he acted quickly, otherwise he would have died like Elder Li.

"Hiss!! Why is it him!!"

The moment they saw Zhang Jun, the expressions of everyone in the good and evil audience suddenly became exciting.

"God is so blind, this beast is still alive!!"

"It's true that good people don't live long, but evils last for thousands of years."

"Is Shu Zian a good person?"

No one has ever been able to unite good and evil so well. Despite Zhang Jun's shamelessness, he felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

Zhang Jun's behavior of rushing up the mountain with the strange demons, in the eyes of many people, is no less than a traitor, leading the party.

To be fair, whether it is the right way or the evil way, this result actually has little to do with Zhang Jun. He just pushed it at the right time.

But no one cares, and everyone wants to find an outlet in him. After all, both good and evil have been deceived by this kid.

Even the way Hua He looked at Zhang Jun felt like he wanted to kill him.

But someone soon realized something. "No, Wushengmen has made a lot of money this time."

Four disciples alone won. According to the rules, half of the funds and resources from this bet will be allocated to the Wu Sheng Sect.

At this time, the faces of many elders of the demon sect turned green.

With so many people under their sect dying, the Wu Sheng Sect got the better of them in the end.

But the matter has come to this, and they have nothing to say. After all, who can let their disciples fail to live up to their expectations? Thinking of this, many demon elders have already left the scene angrily.

Before leaving, someone did not forget to glare at Zhang Jun fiercely.

It seems that he wants to keep this Qi Gathering Realm boy in his heart.

Zhang Jun could naturally detect this malicious look and responded coldly. He liked this feeling that you hate me and can't do anything about me.

In contrast, He Fan acted very calmly and instead thanked Zhang Jun:

"Junior Brother Zhao is a man of great luck. This time, thanks to Junior Brother Zhao, we have saved ourselves from danger. He Fan will remember this favor. If Junior Brother Zhao can be of use to me in the future, just ask."

"Senior Brother He, you're welcome. I'd better ask Senior Brother He for more help in the future."

Zhang Jun didn't know how He Fan and the others survived, but it didn't bother them, and it was actually a good thing. Zhang Jun still had many questions he wanted to ask about his fate.

Not long after, Mo Yu also woke up, but this guy was a bit poisoned and couldn't get up for a while.

At this time, the host came over holding a box.

Seeing the box, He Fan's eyes became intense.

All the disciples participating in the competition are not fools. Why should they risk their lives? In fact, in the final analysis, it comes down to two words.

Resources.

If you want to get high-quality resources, you can only get them from the arena.

Often a victory in a competitive match can elevate one's own strength to a big level.

The host brought the box to He Fan. There was a hole in the box, and the meaning was obvious.

"Senior Brother Hua, come first."

He Fan took the initiative to step aside and signaled for Hua Lin to come first.

Hua Lin was not polite. In fact, he never thought he would survive until the end. The best plan was that if the situation was not right, he would hold on and find a suitable opportunity to surrender.

It would be best if you can win. If you lose, you won't be thrown into the law enforcement hall.

But the current situation was more than ten times better than what he originally imagined. Thinking that he could survive only because of He Fan's help, Hua Lin cast a grateful look at He Fan when he thought of this.

He put his hand into the box and groped around.

It seemed that he had caught something, but after looking confused for a while, he started groping again. Finally, under the impatient urging of the host, Hua Lin slowly pulled out a cloth bag from the box.

Everyone also raised their heads, wanting to see what was in the bag.

Hua Lin looked at the bag in his hand and took a deep breath. This reward was completely random. Someone once drew out a ninth-grade elixir, the Great Dan of Renyuan.

There are also people who have shown superb swordsmanship.

It is even rumored that the Qinghong Divine Sword of Zhengdao Shushan was extracted from here.

But there are also some people who are unlucky. There are some messy elixirs, weird techniques, and some people even only get a pitiful few hundred spiritual stones.

"Ancestor Wusheng bless you!"

After Hua Lin closed his eyes and prayed, he opened the bag. When he saw a broken sword inside, Hua Lin almost fainted.

"How could it be...a broken knife? Where is the blade?"

He took out the broken knife. The knife only had the handle and a small fragment of the blade, which was not even as long as a dagger.

Hua Lin was stunned for a few seconds and carefully searched the bag for a while. After making sure that there was nothing else inside, Hua Lin fell to the ground as if he had lost his soul.

He was holding a broken sword in his hand, with a look of despair on his face: "How could this happen, how could this happen..."

When everyone saw that he actually pulled out a broken sword, they immediately booed.

Only a few people stared at the broken sword, seeming to be thinking about something.

Among them was Zhang Jun beside him.

He saw a blue question mark on the broken sword.

【Sixth Patriarch Abi】(disabled)
The rumored magical blade, the edgeless knife, has the ability to cut through the obsessions of the past, present, and future.

Although it is bladeless, it has the power to slay the gods, block enemies in the past, and cut off enemies in the future. It is both damaged and perfect.

If the holder puts this knife under his pillow and falls asleep, the spirit in the knife will be awakened and he will understand its secrets. However, it is slightly dangerous. Those who are not sure enough should not try it.

Mission: Zen knife to cut off dreams.

Task difficulty: Slightly difficult

Mission reward: Two wishing stars from the Twelve Buddhist Contemplations (White Bone Contemplation).

　Updates are normal these days, but I will work hard to write three chapters every day, post two chapters and leave one chapter. When next week, I will add four updates to you when recommended.Well...try hard! !

　　


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