Xiang An was extremely furious.

  During this time, the rumors about him and Zuo Mo Bei's bet spread like wildfire, becoming the hottest topic in Dong Fu. But to him, it was a naked humiliation. When did he ever get mentioned in the same breath as a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator?

  A cultivator in the foundation-building period can create what kind of flower waves? He didn't believe it at all.

  But he wasn't a reckless person, and the mysterious master actually brought out treasures like Moon Flower Flowing Wounds, which was definitely not child's play. However, in his subsequent investigation, he found it laughable and tearful.

  Zuo Mo was unexpectedly an alchemy cultivator.

  Let's take a look at what Xiang An found out about Zuo Mo in the Eastern Floating Land: Ling Plant Husband, Golden Crow Pill, Refining Services...

  This foundation-building cultivator actually thought he could hold on for ten moves in his hands, it's simply a huge joke! Thinking of this, Xu An couldn't help but clench his fists. If he was really blocked by Zuo Mo for ten moves, he would become the laughing stock of this sword-testing conference, no, the entire Tianyue realm! He would become the object of ridicule for countless people after dinner, and when people mention him, they would no longer say that Xu An is the most outstanding disciple of the Xu family, but rather Xu An is a waste who can't even handle a foundation-building cultivator!

  Never make yourself a joke!

  Absolutely not!

  In Xiang An's eyes, two flames were dancing wildly.

  "What?" Li Yingfeng stared blankly at the crystal that Zuo Mo had taken out: "You want to bet on yourself winning? Are you crazy?"

  What was handed over were exactly three hundred third-grade crystal stones!

  "Haha! Brother Wei is so confident!" Suddenly, a bright and cheerful laughter came from outside the store. Wei Sheng walked in with big strides, looked up and down at Zuo Mo's eyes, and laughed: "It seems that brother Zuo is very confident about this battle! I'm relieved, haha, I've bet all my family's fortune on you winning, if you lose, I'll be bankrupt! Haha!"

  Li Yingfeng looked at Da Shixiong and Zuo Shidi as if they were crazy.

  Are they crazy...

  Zuo Mo heard his senior brother's words and felt warmth in his heart. Everyone thought he was sure to lose, but only his senior brother believed he could win! He suppressed the excitement in his heart and smiled: "I've done a lot of homework, just waiting to give Xie An a surprise."

  The eyes on that zombie face flickered with an eerie light.

  "Haha! Junior brother always surprises people beyond their expectations, it's really exciting!" Wei Sheng laughed loudly.

  They're crazy...

  Li Yingfeng shook her head and went out, anyway it's not her own crystal.

  The final of the Dongfu Swordsmanship Competition is about to begin. At first, there wasn't much interest, but after a few rounds of hype, the number of cultivators who came to watch has reached an astonishing level. This competition with a huge disparity in strength involves a terrifyingly large number of crystal stones, which further fuels the audience's enthusiasm for this match.

  Anyone who has heard of a few tricks in gambling will involuntarily wonder how many tricks they can hold out for.

  What's the next move?

  Which move will it be?

  This session of the Sword Trial is called the Dongfu Sword Trial, and no one expected it to attract more than half of the young masters from the Tianyue realm, almost enough to be named the Tianyue Realm Sword Trial. There are still many doubts about this trial, especially regarding the strength of local cultivators. The foreign cultivators have all proven their strength with their previous brilliant performances, while not a single Dongfu cultivator has made a move yet. This is also why the rankings of Dongfu cultivators are not high in various versions.

  The local players only need to have a certain quota, so they don't need to go through the pre-qualifying tournament. As a result, foundation stage cultivators appeared in the main competition, which was seen as a farce by many people.

  So from the beginning of the tournament, this trial sword meeting has been controversial. The unfairness between local practitioners and foreign practitioners...

  But the host, Tian Songzi, only used a very brief sentence to make people speechless: "This trial sword meeting is the Dongfu Trial Sword Meeting." The implication was that this was a trial sword meeting for our own people, and being able to let you participate was already not bad.

  The foreign cultivators had nothing to say, but the resentment still hadn't dissipated. Zuo Mo, as the only foundation stage cultivator in this trial, became the target of everyone's criticism.

  Many people are waiting for his jokes. A few tricks of gambling and the push of these people have an important relationship.

  "There are a lot of people." Zuo Mo looked around at the sea of black figures and asked indifferently, "Sister, have those crystal stones been bet?"

  Li Yingfeng really wanted to turn around and leave, what kind of timing was this, yet her junior brother still had the crystal stone on his mind...

  She forcibly restrained her urge to rush forward and said irritably: "I've thrown it! As you requested, I scattered them while throwing."

  "Hmm, that makes me feel better. Heh heh!" Zu Mo's face was expressionless as he let out a extremely lewd and strange laugh.

  Good grief! How did I end up going out with this annoying guy? It's so embarrassing!

  She was extremely regretful in her heart, why didn't she turn around and leave just now?

  "Brother Chong, isn't this opponent of yours a bit too extreme?" one of Chong An's companions said in an extremely exaggerated tone.

  Xiang An's face was extremely ugly, his fists clenched with a cracking sound.

  In the distance, on a auspicious cloud sat the leaders of various sects, including Pei Yuanran from the Wu Kong Sect. The cloud was vast, covering several hectares, with tables, chairs and all sorts of furniture, spiritual fruits and tea were served, disciples from each sect stood by, waiting to serve.

  "This is quite interesting! As expected, you live up to your reputation as a money-obsessed sect. Are all the disciples of your sect like this?" The leader of the Lingying Sect burst out laughing.

  Their cultivation was astonishing, and everything that happened below could be easily captured. The conversation between Zuo Mo and Li Ying Feng also entered their ears.

  Shi Feng Rong's eyelid twitched, and a hint of anger appeared. Pei Yuan Ran's expression remained unchanged: "Zuo Mo Sheng is straightforward and humorous, quite interesting. We're all obsessed with wealth in our sect, including me as the leader. Your esteemed sect is wealthy and arrogant, unable to understand the hardships of us poor people. Haha!"

  "That's right, next time you hear someone mention crystal stones, don't bring it up in front of the Lingying Sect." Someone couldn't help but say sarcastically: "We poor people are used to being frugal and thrifty, it's normal for us."

  Ling Ying's faction is extremely wealthy and has many admirers. Moreover, they are usually arrogant and have no good relationships with others. With just one sentence from Pei Yuan Ran, Ling Ying's faction was immediately opposed by the crowd.

  The leader of the Lingying Sect is not a fool either. Seeing the malicious gaze of the people around him, his heart feels a chill.

  His face changed color, and he smiled: "Every family has its own difficulties. The recent few rounds of gambling have been very popular, and the disciples under the door are even more familiar with each other. I wonder if Master Pei thinks that Zuo Mo can hold on for a few more rounds? I've already bet three rounds!" He then smacked his lips and said: "I wonder if Master Pei can reveal some inside information? Three rounds should be no problem, right?"

  Shi Feng Rong's eyelids and eyebrows twitched simultaneously, on the verge of an outburst, when Xin Yan reached out to hold her back.

  Bai Yu Ran listened and pretended to be surprised, saying: "Inside information? You don't know? If I'm not mistaken, last time Zuo Mo visited your esteemed door and had a spar with the five disciples of your esteemed door. Didn't they report back to you?"

  "Oh, and what about this matter?" Tian Songzi on the side heard this and couldn't help but feel very interested: "What was the outcome?"

  Bai Yuanyan sighed with great regret: "Alas, defeated at the hands of Chang Heng."

  The face of the leader of the Lingying Sect had turned iron-green. He was originally going to use this opportunity to mock Pei Yuanran and others, but unexpectedly, he was instead burned by Pei Yuanran's fire himself.

  No matter when, there are always more people who like to kick a man when he is down.

  Hongjianmen's leader, Zhi Gu, asked: "So that means four wins and one loss? Hmm, Chang Heng has already broken through the Condensation Period, how did he end up fighting a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

  "Now that you mention it, I'm also interested in this Luo Mo." said another sect leader.

  "What luck! What luck!" Pei Yu ran laughed.

  Ling Ying Sect's leader was now deeply regretful, but he couldn't explain himself. At that time, Chang Heng hadn't yet broken through the Condensing Pulse stage. The more he tried to justify this unseemly affair, the more humiliating it became. He could only swallow his anger and frustration, unable to express his grievances.

  Zuo Mo walked into the arena, and Chu An was already waiting there for him.

  Xiang An saw Zuo Mo sauntering into the arena, his face growing increasingly unsightly. The longer this scoundrel existed in front of him, the more he would be ridiculed by others. He wished that the elder presiding over the competition would immediately declare the start, so he could smash this damned guy to smithereens with one hammer strike!

  As it was the first match, in order to show respect, the referee responsible for hosting this match was actually a Golden Dan stage cultivator.

  He glanced at the two with a cold gaze, in his eyes, the Condensation Period and the Foundation Establishment Period were no different. A warning glance swept over the two, both of whom couldn't help but shiver, the anger in Xiang An's eyes disappeared, and Zuo Mo's swaying body also stopped.

  "Any means except for using spiritual beasts can be used. If someone admits defeat, they cannot attack again. If someone is knocked unconscious, they immediately lose and the opponent must stop attacking..."

  Xiang An told herself to calm down, she must calm down.

  But he always felt that the surrounding crowd of people, everyone's gaze towards him, was full of ridicule, just like watching a clown. But for the judges who were hosting the trial, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, he lowered his head and tried his best to suppress the anger accumulated in his chest.

  The referee finally announced the rules and with a downward slash of both hands: "Let the match begin!"

  Xiang An raised his head, and those eyes were filled with anger and ferocity. He was like a raging lion, making people's hair stand on end!

  The fierce flames in his hand suddenly transformed into a fireball the size of a house, floating beside him. The deep red flames on the outer layer of the fireball were surging and rolling, and the scorching heat emitted by the fireball could be clearly felt even hundreds of feet away. Next to the fireball, Chong An looked extremely small.

  The flickering flames cast an uncertain glow on Xiang An's face, his face was shrouded in a dense aura of killing intent!

  Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zuo Mo flipped his hand and threw out a jade disk.

  People with sharp eyes immediately recognized it as an array disc!

  The disc flew out and instantly transformed into several streams of light, disappearing in mid-air.

  Many onlookers showed a scornful or disappointed expression.

  What use is a mere second-rate maze to a cultivator in the Condensing Pulse stage?

  Feeling the flames of anger churning in his chest, watching the other's clumsy performance, a thick layer of ridicule and sarcasm spread across Xiao An's face, along with deep-seated fury!

  With such poor quality, can you even withstand ten moves from me?