Chapter 349

"I bet with you that this Tiangang Sword Sect will lose! Do you want to bet?"

"You're so insane, you're betting on something so obvious!"

"The Tiangang Sword Sect does have a lot of idiots. Look over there, there is a guy looking at his hand shaking wildly. He really thinks his hand is a sword? It's really unreasonable."

"Oh, it's such a pity for the pair of fairy masters and apprentices. I really don't know why they chose that sect."

Listening to the ridicule of the people around them, the smiles on the faces of the disciples of the Beiming Sword Sect became even thicker, while the faces of the disciples of the Tiangang Sword Sect showed a smile of anticipation.

Ji Mo was ridiculed, but as he was concentrating on looking at the knife, he didn't hear it at all, but Mi Lin could hear it clearly. She turned her head instantly and glanced at the crowd with her cold eyes, who shuddered unconsciously.

"No, no, no, I think it's better to have three games. You can play another one. This will be more interesting and more in line with the rules. Otherwise, you will regret it if one of you loses later." Disciple of Beiming Sword Sect said.

Another disciple of the Beiming Sword Sect smiled and said: "If you don't choose, I will choose it for you."

After saying that, he pointed his finger at Ji Mo, "I think that brother is pretty good. He is so obsessed with swordsmanship that he studies swordsmanship even while walking. He is simply a role model for our generation. I think if I don't compare with that brother A comparison is simply one of life’s great regrets!”

The disciple of Beiming said this, but in fact he had another thought in his heart.

In fact, he could tell at first glance that Ji Mo's realm was in the middle stage of the Cloud Realm. This realm was like a weakling among the group of geniuses participating in the sect competition. If he was allowed to play, he would definitely make the Tiangang Sword Sect less capable. Disgraceful.

Coupled with the flattering words he just said to him, he thought that after Ji Mo lost, he would definitely have a death wish!

"Don't you think the Beiming Sword Sect is bullying people? If you want to fight, just fight with a genius. Why would you single out a stupid person?"

"That's right, you still describe someone's demented disciple as being obsessed with kendo. This is just to flatter him and throw him down even harder."

The disciples of other sects who were watching around were extremely contemptuous of this approach of Beiming Sword Sect. In their eyes, Ji Mo was just a dementia patient, and they didn't know how he was brought here by the sect.

It's probably because the Tiangang Sword Sect really has no other disciples. Everyone thought.

However, when everyone from the Tiangang Sword Sect saw who the other party was, they chose Ji Mo!

The expressions on their faces couldn't help but make them laugh. Originally, the senior brother and senior sister had already felt sorry for them, but now they still choose Ji Mo. How eager are they to seek death?

"Ji Mo, stop looking, someone is calling you to compete." When Mi Lin saw Ji Mo as the candidate of Beiming Sword Sect, he lightly touched his arm and said.

"Huh?" Jimo was stunned for a moment when he was interrupted, and then said excitedly: "Has the game started yet?"

"It's over, it's over, the Tiangang Sword Sect is indeed a mentally retarded person. He doesn't even know that there is no competition. What a slap in the face. Isn't he looking for humiliation when he comes on stage?" the onlookers thought in their hearts.

"It's not the official match yet, but someone wants to compete with someone from your sword sect. It's a best-of-three match. If you have one less person, the opponent will choose you to play." Mi Lin said.

"Excuse me...it's okay, they are all the same in my eyes." Ji Mo suddenly smiled on his face: "I just want to try a new technique."

"New technique? Found it last night?" Mi Lin was stunned.

"Of course, just watch. I think the practicality of this technique is incredible!" Jimo said and ran up impatiently.

"Who wants to fight? Hurry up!"

As soon as he came to Ning Qiandu, Ji Mo looked at the disciples of Beiming Sword Sect opposite and said something.

"...This guy is really mentally ill, and he is seriously ill. Is he eager to die?" everyone thought in their hearts.

The disciples of Beiming Sword Sect were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Oh! Brother, you are so brave. I like to fight with people like you. How about the first match between the two of us?" A disciple of the Beiming Sword Sect came up and said with a smile.

The disciple who came up was pale and had a sinister look on his face. He looked unkind, and with the smile on his wretched face, he was downright wretched.

"Very good!" Jimo said impatiently.

Upon hearing Ji Mo's promise, everyone in the Beiming Sword Sect showed disdainful smiles on their faces, and stepped back to make way for the Beiming disciple and Ji Mo to fight.

"Junior brother, your situation is special, can you do it?" Li Tianheng stepped forward and said to Ji Mo.

"Yes, Jimo, you have many restrictions." Ning Qiandu also said.

Ning Qiandu and Li Tianheng both knew that the reason why Ji Mo was able to kill hundreds of Fenyan Sect disciples instantly was because of the contribution of the Huangyang Body. And here, there are so many sects that they definitely cannot use Huangyang. body.

Without using the Huangyang Body, Ji Mo is only at the middle stage of the Cloud Realm, while the people opposite him are basically at the early stage of the Blue Sky Realm, just two small realms behind!

Although Ji Mo has Wan Jian Gui Zong to make up for it, if he uses Wan Jian Gui Zong now, he will definitely be exhausted and defeated in the sect competition an hour later.

"Don't worry, give it to me for the first time." Ji Mo said with a slight smile.

"Okay, be more careful." Li Tianheng and Ning Qiandu warned them and began to want to retreat.

Seeing that the battle was about to begin, Wang Lin from the Tiangang Sword Sect suddenly thought of something and immediately said to several senior brothers and sisters: "Brothers and sisters, I found a good opportunity to make money! Lend me your money quickly!"

"What are you going to use it for?" The disciples of Tiangang Sword Sect were confused.

"Don't ask so many questions. When the money is earned, we will share it with you." Wang Lin said.

In the end, the disciples took out all the belongings they had on this trip.

After Wang Lin got the money, he immediately found the disciple from another sect who said he wanted to gamble and said, "Hey, buddy, does the gambling you just said still count?"

"Of course it counts! Why, you want to gamble?" The disciple said, "Let me make it clear first, I'm betting on you to lose."

"Very good! I'm betting on my senior brother to win this game." Wang Lin laughed and said.

"How much, you say."

"One thousand gold coins!"

Wang Lin bet all the money without thinking.

"One... one thousand gold coins!?"

Everyone was shocked. Does this disciple of Tiangang Sword Sect have money to burn or is he really stupid? In this situation where he is obviously going to lose, he actually bets a thousand gold coins. It is understandable to say that he is betting some money to save some momentum, but this move is a thousand gold coins... This is very stupid.

"You are not allowed to regret it!" The disciple saw that the other party offered a thousand gold coins, and immediately took out a thousand gold coins and said.

"There are so many people here, how can I regret it?"

"Okay, it's settled, one thousand gold coins!"

"Okay!"

Seeing this, everyone envied the gambler. He actually made a thousand gold coins casually. That one thousand gold coins is a lot, which can buy a bottle of some more advanced medicine or weapons.

"I want to gamble too. I bet that my senior brother will win. Do you dare to bet with me?" At this time, a disciple of Beiming Sword Sect came over and said to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was even more excited when he saw this, and said, "Okay, how much do you bet?"

"How much do you have?"

Wang Lin touched his pocket and his face was embarrassed instantly. All the money on his body was bet out. He was penniless. What could he use to gamble with this guy?

"I bet with you, 10,000 gold coins."

At this time, a pleasant voice sounded.

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