Chapter 386: Aftermath of the Competition

Wushuang Zhenren smiled and looked at the cheering and excited onlookers below the stage, full of vigor and vitality.

Lin Mu won!

As a vassal of Lancai Realm, Tianxiao Realm could only let it do whatever it wanted. Even if it was the two Lingji period cultivators of Lancai Realm, after coming here, he had to obey their orders without any complaints. The frustration and helplessness were really a torment for him.

But today, in front of all the top cultivators of Tianxiao Realm, Lin Mu, as the hope of the younger generation of Tianxiao Realm, defeated Xing Yun, who was famous in Lancai Realm!

This made him vent his anger.

From the beginning to the end of the competition, he was concentrating on observing. It was not easy for Lin Mu to win this victory. In the end, he relied on his strong physique and fought desperately to win, which was beyond his expectation.

"Lin Mu won the first place in this Tianxiao Realm Competition, and he deserves it!" Wushuang Zhenren said with a smile: "According to the competition rules, the first prize will include a resource for impacting the golden elixir and a life magic weapon! The other three will be rewarded with a magic weapon and a resource for impacting the golden elixir. The rewards will be distributed in the near future!"

Under the envious gazes of tens of thousands of cultivators, Wushuang Zhenren flew off the stage.

"Life magic weapon!"

"Impacting golden elixir resources!"

"This is clearly a step to heaven!"

The cultivators below the stage were envious, looking at Lin Mu lying on the high platform, wishing that they were lying on the stage.

"Xing Yun lost so badly!"

"He was knocked off the stage with a fist!"

"He lost face for the sword cultivators!"

Many people shook their heads, some regretted, and some were unwilling.

Silently, a figure suddenly appeared on the high platform, it was Yin Xin. Looking at Lin Mu who was unconscious on the ground, Yin Xin smiled faintly, and then left with Lin Mu.

Under the high platform, Chu Zhenfei stepped forward and hurriedly took Xing Yun away.

The competition officially ended!

But the impact of this competition is still lingering.

Some are happy, some are sad.

In this competition, the most eye-catching thing, besides the competition, is the shocking gambling game opened by Sikong Pan, which has swept the entire Tianxiao world. Almost more than 90% of the spiritual Silence cultivators who watched the competition in Wushuang Jianmen have more or less bet on spiritual stones and participated in the gambling game.

But due to Sikong Pan's operation, when the competition was in the later stage, no one could bet on Lin Mu, but only on Xing Yun and others. Although this move was infuriating at the time, there were not many complaints. After all, at that time, everyone knew that Xing Yun was the most likely to win the first place! Of course, the number of cultivators betting on Xing Yun was also the largest.

But things change unpredictably. Who could have expected that Lin Mu would actually counterattack and defeat Xing Yun in the final duel?

Xing Yun's defeat brought great turmoil to the gambling game!

All the cultivators who bet on Xing Yun and other contestants lost all their money!

This made many people crazy!

They had worked hard to accumulate spiritual stones, and thought they could make a fortune from this competition, but now not only did they not get anything, but they became penniless!

Many people who couldn't afford to lose rushed to the southwest corner of the square, wanting to make trouble.

"Pay me spiritual stones!"

"You are a big liar!"

"Shameless!"

"Give us back the spiritual stones!"

Shouting and cursing were endless. Some radical cultivators, dozens of them, summoned flying swords and were about to fight Sikong Pan!

Dozens of spiritual solitude cultivators attacked together, and even Jindan cultivators could not resist.

Dongfang Tanxiao and Ye Xingchen were surrounded in the middle of the crowd. The cultivators around them were excited and shouted for fighting. Both of them turned pale.

This scene was too horrifying!

If Sikong Pan had not been calm, standing in front of them like a mountain, blocking all the insults and attacks, they really didn't know what to do.

The sword flashed, and some people were about to take action. Sikong Pan had a faint smile on his face and explained gently, but when the sword stabbed him, everything changed!

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, Sikong Pan's face turned cold, and he immediately sacrificed a golden flying sword.

Swish!

As soon as the golden flying sword flew out, it was like cutting tofu, cutting the invading green flying sword in half!

The golden top-grade flying sword, with murderous intent, pointed at the person who was plotting something wrong, and the person suddenly felt cold all over his body, spitting blood and retreating.

The crowd around him also stagnated suddenly.

Sikong Pan glanced at the crowd coldly and said in a cold voice: "I have already said that this gambling game is purely voluntary. Whether you can earn spiritual stones depends on your vision. I have also advised you to stop when you have enough. This is a gambling game. Once you bet on the wrong person, you will lose everything! Today, Lin Mu won because he relied on his real ability and fought hard to win. If you didn't bet on him before, don't come to me to make trouble. You can only blame your poor vision!"

"As for betting Xingyun and other cultivators." Sikong Pan's face was cold: "That was also your own choice. Everyone must pay the price for their choice, whether it is good or bad!"

"You come to me to make trouble now, do you think I am easy to bully?" Sikong Pan said the last sentence, his eyes spitting fire, staring closely at the group of cultivators in front of him.

A group of people dared not look at him, but soon, someone behind them encouraged: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he has made money from our spirit stones, but he comes to teach us a lesson. I can't stand such people the most! Let's go together and beat him to death!"

Everyone thought of the spirit stones they had lost in vain, and they felt pain, anger, and malice. Under the leadership of the first flying sword attacking from the back, people immediately joined in, and the number of people increased!

The sky was full of colorful sword lights, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

Dongfang Tanxiao and Ye Xingchen were sweating coldly on their backs, and both of them were afraid.

For this gambling game, Sikong Pan had already given them 10 million low-grade spirit stones each. As long as the gambling game was over, they would prepare to attack the golden elixir. If they were beaten to death by these people's random swords now, it would be too aggrieved!

The imagined scene did not appear.

Dongfang Tanxiao only heard Sikong Pan shouting softly: "Jue, kill all those who have evil intentions!"

As soon as Sikong Pan finished speaking, Dongfang Tanxiao was surprised to see that a black-clothed cultivator appeared in the crowd at some point. This person's figure kept flashing and appeared in front of different cultivators. As soon as he appeared, the head of the cultivator in front of him suddenly flew out, blood spurted, and he fell to the ground and died.

The black-clothed cultivator was like a shadow, slowly harvesting the lives of the cultivators who attacked with swords. In an instant, a group of people fell down, and dozens of spiritual solitude cultivators died!

Sharp and ruthless, leaving no room for mercy!

The square was filled with blood.

Dongfang Tanxiao and Ye Xingchen stared at the black-clothed cultivator in a daze, speechless.

Powerful, too powerful!

The black-clothed cultivator gracefully shuttled through the crowd, harvesting the lives of spiritual solitude cultivators. Dozens of spiritual solitude cultivators who flew swords had no power to fight back in front of him!

Dozens of spiritual quiescence cultivators were slaughtered by the black-clothed cultivator in a moment, and all died!

After killing these people, Jue Piaoran returned to Sikong Pan without saying a word.

But in the square, no more abuse could be heard, not even a single complaint.

In the square in front of the Wushuang Hall, the heads and elders of the major sects did not leave, but when they saw the black-clothed cultivator killing people, no one moved, even if the black-clothed cultivator killed their disciples!

The heads of the Yuling Sect and the Wanjian Sect looked at each other, and both of them were shocked.

Because this black-clothed cultivator was actually a Yuanying cultivator!

The only Yuanying cultivator known to people in the Tianxiao Realm is Wushuang Zhenren.

Sikong Pan is just a spiritual quiescence cultivator, but he can actually command Yuanying cultivators!

Who is he?

Thinking of their previous guesses, the heads of all the major sects nodded.

It seems that they guessed right. This Sikong Pan is indeed from the Great Realm! Moreover, his status is definitely extraordinary!

The head of Wanjian Sect, Cai Heng, and the elder Gu Hai looked at each other, and both had to give up their previous plans.

The one who just instigated the cultivators to besiege Sikong Pan was their Wanjian Sect disciples. Originally, they also planned to take action in the chaos and try to capture Sikong Pan to make a fortune. Everyone knows that Sikong Pan will definitely make a lot of money this time!

But this black-clothed cultivator named Jue made them give up all their thoughts.

The nearly 10 million spirit stones they bet before can only be regarded as bad luck, which is considered a waste of money.

After shocking all the cultivators with his absolute strength, Sikong Pan said with a cold face: "There are wins and losses in gambling. If you can't afford to lose, don't gamble. I have no intention of offending others, but if someone wants to kill me, I will fight back! The price is not something that everyone can bear! I hope you will think twice before you act!"

"As I said before, what should be is what it is. If someone loses, someone will naturally win!" Sikong Pan smiled: "Now, all the cultivators who bet on Lin Mu, please come forward to receive your compensation!"

As soon as the voice fell, many people came forward.

"I bet 5,000 yuan, and the odds were ten times at that time." A cultivator handed the jade slip to Dongfang Tanxiao and said excitedly.

"This is 50,000 spirit stones, please keep it." After Dongfang Tanxiao confirmed that the record on the jade slip was correct, he took out 50,000 spirit stones and handed it to this person.

"I bet 200 yuan, and the odds were 15 times."

"I bet 3,000 yuan, and the odds were 5 times."

"I bet 20,000 yuan, and the odds were 10 times!"

One by one, the cultivators who bet on Lin Mu came forward with excited smiles on their faces to receive compensation.

Feng Hou and Ma Hong, with smiles on their faces, also squeezed towards Sikong Pan.

Following the crowd, squeezed in front of Sikong Pan, Feng Hou smiled and handed over a blue jade slip: "We bet 500,000 spirit stones, and the odds were 20 times!"

500,000 spirit stones, 20 times odds, that's a full 10 million spirit stones!

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted everyone, and everyone looked over.

Sikong Pan checked the jade slip and confirmed that it was correct. He smiled and said, "It is exactly right. I have to pay 10 million!" His expression did not change at all. He took out a storage bag and handed it to Feng Hou: "10 million spiritual stones are all in it!"

The crowd's eyes lit up and stared at the storage bag in Feng Hou's hand with envy.

"10 million low-grade spiritual stones!"

"This reward is too generous!"

"It's really a night of wealth!"

Feng Hou took the storage bag, smiled at Ma Hong, and the two hurried away, heading to Piaoyun Peak.

Sikong Pan looked at the backs of the two, as if thinking about something.

In this gambling game, these two people made the most money. They were willing to spend so many spirit stones to bet on Lin Mu. They must not only have sharp vision, but also have a good relationship with Lin Mu. At least, they must know each other!

Sikong Pan seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on his face.

He, Dongfang Tanxiao, and Ye Xingchen kept collecting the jade slips betting on Lin Mu and paying the spirit stones. It took them half a day to finish everything.

What surprised them was that in just half a day, they paid more than 100 million spirit stones!

Of course, they made more money.

Sikong Pan didn't care about it at all. He had already pocketed 200 million spirit stones!

In this gambling game, he was the biggest winner!

What made him especially excited was that his biggest rival, Xing Yun, was defeated miserably in this competition!

In the contest between the two, he already had the upper hand.

With a smile on his face, Sikong Pan immediately took Dongfang Tanxiao and Ye Xingchen to Piaoyun Peak.

The black-clothed cultivator, Jue, followed them silently.