Chapter One Thousand Eight Hundred and Nine

"Master Huimen, that's him. He came from Blue Star together with Daojun, and they are both top geniuses who come out once in a thousand years!" Su Yuanfan, who was standing by the side, replied respectfully.

"A monk from Lanxing again?" The Seventh Elder narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a little bit of strange light in the depths of those seemingly cloudy eyes, "A disciple with super talent like this actually appeared at the same time. It seems that Emperor Shang left a lot of treasures in Blue Star."

It's just that the old man said the last half of the sentence in a very low voice, only he could hear it.

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During the three-hour rest time, Zhuo Bufan found an open space to sit cross-legged and adjust his breath to restore his body to a perfect state. The next match will be the moment when the winner will really be decided. If he can get the top three in the group arena, he will have Opportunity to follow the inner disciples to the 'Great Ruins'.

"I hope to find clues about the Ice Emperor in the 'Great Ruins', so that we may get some news about Ye Zi." Zhuo Bufan murmured in his heart, thinking of Ye Ziqin's face with a soft smile, he couldn't help but burst into tears. The excitement of the starting point.

The group arena entered a critical moment, and there were bursts of low-pitched conversations among the tens of thousands of onlookers, undoubtedly discussing who would win the final championship, including who would win the third and second places, and so on.

Of course, this kind of talk is not just a talk. Some people with strange behavior shuttled through the crowd. After talking with people, they took the space ring from the other person's hand, and then wrote and drew on a piece of paper.

Betting, every group arena match is a great opportunity for some people to earn soul coins. If they want to earn soul coins, they can bet and gamble. For this kind of behavior, the senior management of Qimen also turns a blind eye At the same time, with the bet, it can also mobilize the enthusiasm of the disciples and add some excitement to the group arena.

And those disciples among the crowd gathered in one place after receiving the space ring and recording the bets of the gamblers.

In that place, a slightly short guy was sitting on a chair, very busy.

If Zhuo Bufan saw it, he would definitely recognize his identity, it was Gu Shuo.

"Brothers who want to bet, hurry up, the game will be closed as soon as the game starts." Gu Shuo smiled brightly like a chrysanthemum, a banker like him can make a lot of money every time in a group arena match, and charge a certain percentage the handling fee.

Of course, not everyone is able to sit in a manor. Only businessmen like Gu Shuo who have deep connections in the Seven Sects and a lot of resources can start their business as a manor.

"I'll buy Senior Brother Duanmu's champion, three hundred soul coins..."

"I'll also buy Senior Brother Duanmu's champion... a thousand soul coins..."

For ordinary disciples, hundreds or thousands of soul coins is already a lot of money.

Duanmu Jinglin, as the top genius disciple of the seven sects, has always maintained the number one support rate. As for Zhuo Bufan, the dark horse, although he has performed amazingly in both the knockout round and the group arena, it is not enough to shake Duanmu Jinglin's position .

Duanmu Jinglin ranked first in approval rating, Qian Zhimo was second, Zhuo Bufan was third, and the seemingly unknown Yi Yi was third.

"Zhuo Bufan's odds are high, I'll buy two thousand soul coins and take a gamble!"

"Junior brother, you are not giving money to others. Although Zhuo Bufan is powerful, he is a freshman after all, and senior brother Duanmu is the champion!"

Gu Shuo didn't care about these things, anyway, he only charged service fees, and with such a large amount of gambling money, even the service fees could make a lot of money.

"I'll buy 50,000 soul coins, champion Zhuo Bufan!" Suddenly, a passage split from the bustling crowd, and a graceful figure appeared in front of Gu Shu, and immediately a space ring was thrown at him.

Fifty thousand soul coins!

There were quite a few disciples around who gasped and showed shock. Those who can come up with such a large sum of money must have a strong family background.

It was only after Gu Shua raised his head that he saw a young girl standing in front of her. She was naturally beautiful and exuded a faint and fierce aura, making it difficult to approach easily.

"Miss Meng, why are you here?" Seeing this, Gu Shua hurriedly jumped up from the chair with a flattering smile on her face.

Meng Qingge glanced at his mouth, "Can't I place a bet?"

"Of course, of course..." Gu Yan nodded and bowed, his eyes rolled around, "I just don't know what the relationship between Miss Meng and Zhuo Bufan is. Although his odds are high, he wants to win the championship." , I am afraid it will be difficult."

"It has nothing to do with you, I just believe that he can win the championship." Meng Qingge frowned slightly and said coldly.

Gu Shuo smiled awkwardly. After all, Meng Qingge's status was unusual. If the 50,000 soul coins were lost, he, the banker, would not know whether he dared to take it or not.

After finishing speaking, Meng Qingge pushed through the crowd and walked towards the viewing seats.

"Senior brother Gu Shuo, who was that senior sister just now? She is so beautiful." A man with a slightly wretched appearance suddenly approached Gu Shuo and said with a smile.

Gu Shuo gave him a cold look, and said with a sneer, "Lu Hou, if you want to die, go and provoke her. She is the most beloved granddaughter of the elder of the Meng family."

Hearing this, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, the precious granddaughter of the elder of the Meng family is not someone they can provoke.

However, a question popped up in everyone's mind at the same time, what is the relationship between Meng Qingge and Zhuo Bufan?

At the beginning of Meng Qingge, many people placed their bets on Zhuo Bufan. After all, Zhuo Bufan's odds are very high. If Zhuo Bufan wins, they can also make a small fortune.

Such a secret bet did not affect the progress of the game.

For a monk, three hours is just a blink of an eye. Zhuo Bufan adjusted his body's aura to the best state before slowly opening his eyes.

"Master Zhuo."

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a soft voice coming from beside him.

"Senior Sister Liu." Zhuo Bufan turned his head and saw the person coming, with a faint smile on his face.

Liu Yiyi nodded, and walked to his side, but with a serious look on her pretty face, she said: "Master Su has drawn lots to decide, and your next opponent is Yiyi."

"Yiyi?" Zhuo Bufan frowned, he thought he would face Duanmu Jinglin directly.

"This person's strength is terrifying. I was defeated by him. Be careful, he hides very deeply." Liu Yiyi said in a low voice with a serious expression on her pretty face.

"Hidden very deep?"

Zhuo Bufan knew that Liu Yiyi had personally come to remind him, which meant that that guy was indeed not simple, and the name Yi Yi was not very familiar, and he did not belong to a particularly famous existence among the seven sects.

"Xingyi is usually a person who does not show his talents, and he is not as famous as Starscream and others among the Seven Gates, but his strength can also be ranked in the forefront. It's just that when I fought against him, I found him a little strange." Liu Yiyi Xiumei frowned, and said slowly.

"Thank you Senior Sister Liu for reminding me, I will be careful." Zhuo Bufan nodded solemnly.