"it's over."

He Anxia turned and walked towards the stands.

At the same time, he sent a voice message to Wang Teng and Fan Jianqiang: "Two senior brothers, I have accomplished my mission."

Fan Jianqiang exclaimed: "Great, amazing!"

Wang Teng smacked his lips and said, "You are too strong. Many people now say that you are a dark horse. I am afraid that you will take the top spot in this Tianjiao Gathering!"

He Anxia responded with a smile: "Why do you say that, Senior Brother Wang? If you use your full strength, how can I be your opponent?"

"Besides, I have to thank Second Senior Brother. If Second Senior Brother hadn't suggested using magic weapons to hide my own abilities and system, I would have become the target of public criticism."

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "No, no, no! This is all because of your own strength. Xiao He, I have confidence in you. You will definitely win the championship!"

Fan Jianqiang's words came from the heart.

Even with strong expectations~

He really hoped that He Anxia could continue to triumph, directly chop off the top spot, take back the magic herb, and complete his mission.

In this way, wouldn't I be able to hide a few more cards?

With this trump card in hand...

Hey, it's safer to do it yourself, right?

If I am more stable, it means they are more stable!

No problem!

······

"Rest for three days."

The referee said calmly: "Three days later, the second round of competition will begin."

"The meeting is adjourned~!"

“···”

The crowd dispersed one after another.

But the heated discussion has never stopped, and has even intensified over time.

It’s just because He Anxia’s performance was really too outstanding.

It was only a ninth realm, and the magic weapon itself was only at the level of an imperial weapon, but it was so powerful that it killed the three great geniuses of the Jie Tian Sect one after another, and all of them were "quick kills".

Even fought one against two...

Even when the seventh sequence of Jie Tian Sect was forced to use unusual tactics, he still couldn't save his life.

This kind of exciting battle, which took place in the first round, is worthy of everyone's attention.

What's more...

There are already many forces preparing to take advantage of these genius gatherings to recruit geniuses. He Anxia, ​​or Gaara's performance, obviously perfectly fits the description of genius.

Therefore, there was a lot to do in the next three days.

There are many people who come to visit Gaara and give him gifts under various names!

But Gaara kept his door closed and ignored them all.

At the same time, various gambling games have also quietly emerged.

'Gaara' was the loudest cry.

Many people thought that Gaara could take the top spot, and even if he couldn't become the top spot, he could at least get a good ranking.

After all, in this gathering of geniuses, the strongest person is only at the thirteenth level.

There are only three of them.

The three of them are still in the early stage of the Thirteenth Realm.

Can the Thirteenth Realm Early Stage deal with the Seventh Sequence of the Jietian Sect in such a short time? Not necessarily!

However, there are also many people who are not optimistic about Gaara.

After all, he is only a cultivator of the ninth realm.

It seems powerful, but the gap in realm is too big after all. The gourd magic weapon is indeed strange, but it is just an imperial weapon. Even calling it an imperial weapon is giving him face. This thing will only be regarded as a treasure in the lower realm, and it is just so-so in the upper realm.

It’s just an imperial soldier, there must be a limit, right?

In the eyes of these people, the magic gourd weapon can only deal with the twelfth realm, which is already the limit.

Deal with the Thirteen Realms?

Just kidding!

Do you really think there is no limit?

"Buy me Gaara to get into the top ten! Ten thousand Reiji."

"I'll bet Gaara will be first, one thousand Reiji."

"Hahaha, there are actually people who want Gaara to be number one? You are just a ninth level ant, it's amazing that you can say such a thing."

“It’s absolutely ridiculous.”

"It's indeed a little ridiculous, but it's also ridiculous for a ninth-level cultivator to kill several twelfth-level cultivators, right?"

"That's true, haha..."

"Haha, you guys place your bets, we place ours, why are you coming here to mock me? You're asking for trouble."

"Hey, don't you know them? These people are the lackeys of the Fourth Prince of Daqin, so they are naturally speaking for their own family."

"The fourteenth prince of the Qin Dynasty?"

“I see~!”

"Pooh!"

“···”

The fourteenth prince of the Great Qin was one of the three geniuses from the thirteen realms who participated in this gathering of geniuses.

As a genius, he is naturally qualified to participate.

And~~~

If you can win the championship, won’t you make more money?

You can also make a name for yourself as a peerless genius, so why not do it?

······

Three days later, the second round of competition begins!

It is still the same tall tower as before.

But the audience is bigger.

But this time it’s no longer a big fight, but a one-on-one fight.

Multiple "small" arenas sprang up, with two people in a group. The winners advanced and the losers were eliminated. There was no second chance.

Of course, these arenas are said to be small, but this is only relatively speaking. At least, they are large enough for these geniuses to fight against each other without limiting their abilities.

unless···

One party wants to escape.

But what's the point of running away and delaying time in such a grand gathering of geniuses?

therefore.

The size limit of the arena also prevents this kind of situation from happening.

Otherwise, what if there is a guy who is very weak in combat but runs very fast and no one can catch up with him?

The draw was very 'random'.

There is no need to go there in person.

It is just a huge box that can block divine sense detection. It contains the name list of all geniuses who have entered the second round. The referee only needs to wave his hand and a large number of "names" will come out.

And after these names are scattered, the two people closest to them will be the opponents in this round.

soon.

The war begins!

Fan Jianqiang's performance this time was not so 'eye-catching'.

Neither strong nor weak.

Just average, very average.

It couldn’t be more average!

He is the 'absolute median' among all people, and is the most inconspicuous type among the crowd.

Not as good as the best, but better than the worst. I won, but it was not a beautiful win. I often fought with others for a long time and then defeated the enemy with one move...

In everyone's opinion, it can only get an evaluation of "it's just so-so".

Even in the eyes of some geniuses, it will be evaluated as "a fight between two weaklings".

therefore···

No one really pays attention to him.

Relatively speaking, Wang Teng's battle was much more exciting.

His first opponent was at the eleventh realm, one realm higher than him.

Almost everyone thought that Wang Teng was going to lose, but he used his artificial sun punch to fire three thousand times in a row, and beat his opponent into charcoal. In the end, the opponent had no choice but to abandon his body and beg for mercy in a hurry.

No more begging for mercy...

I'm going to be completely killed.

Didn’t you see that he was rushing towards you with his fist raised as big as the sun?

“···”

"Did you win?"

"Fighting across levels, the eleventh level."

Wang Teng smiled.

“Master…”

"The elementalist is indeed very strong."

"But the gap between me and Master is really huge."

"Master once said that if I treat the Artificial Sun Fist as a 'normal attack', my strength will be greatly improved."

“And now, it can finally be done.”

"But what level was Master at that time?"

"Around the fourth realm, or was it the fifth realm?"

"The Master at that time had already thought of this step. How amazing would the Master be now?"

"hiss!"

"We must not be proud, and we must not be complacent."

“I still have a lot to learn.”

“I still have a long way to go!”

He forced himself to calm down.

But you can't be proud and complacent, otherwise you will suffer a great loss.

······

"I-Gaara?!"

After the appearance.

A cultivator at the eleventh realm trembled all over when he saw that his opponent was really Gaara with the gourd on his back, and not someone with the same name.

The pupils shrank!

"I abstain!"

He didn't dare to fight Gaara at all. He just raised his hands and shouted that he wanted to give up.

I really don't dare to do this!

Damn it!

He Anxia: “…”

soon.

He 'matches' to the next opponent.

However, this person was more direct. He did not even go on stage. After seeing that his 'matched' opponent was Gaara, he shouted loudly: "I give up!"

The third opponent...

He didn't come out and say he would abstain, but he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and didn't even go on stage.

The fourth, fifth...

When facing Gaara's opponents, no matter if they were at the tenth or eleventh realm, they all gave up without exception.

There was even a twelfth-level cultivator who, after meeting Gaara, weighed the pros and cons and chose to give up.

"Why did you give up, too?"

"You are a genius in the twelfth realm!"

However, in the face of everyone's doubts, he sneered and said, "Damn it, that sounds good, a twelfth realm genius? What, is the twelfth realm so great?"

"Has he killed enough people in the Twelve Realms?"

"I know my own limitations. I've fought with the guy named Duan from Jie Tian Sect before we entered the city. Even though I used all my skills, I still lost to him by a single move."

"The three people from Jietian Sect have all fallen into his hands. Is there any need for me to take action?"

Some people were indignant: "So what?"

"Everyone has his own focus. Maybe you just happen to restrain him?"

"Besides, as a genius, how can you not have the courage to challenge the strong???"

However, this twelfth-level genius looked at this person with a stupid look, and sneered: "Ma De, where did this bastard come from? You still want to use big principles to coerce me?"

"What an idiot!"

"As a genius, how can he not have the courage to challenge the strong? Then tell me, is he a strong man? A strong man of the ninth level?! He relies on that strange gourd magic weapon, okay?"

"So, am I challenging a person or a magic weapon?"

"Besides, family members know their own business, and they have different focuses. Do you know me better, or do I know myself better?"

"If I meet other people, I might be able to challenge them, or I can just admit defeat, but does this guy have any living men under him?! Huh?"

"Do you want me to keep bullshitting you here?"

"That is to say, fighting is prohibited here. Otherwise, I'll kill you or you'll be done for!"

This person: “…”

After being scolded and criticized, he became obedient.

The main reason was that he really didn't expect that this genius would be so "down to earth" and have no "grace" at all.

It’s amazing!

这一刻，轮到他瑟瑟发抖。

狗日的···

这个天骄不会盯上我，并在出城之后找机会弄死我吧？

妈耶！！！

······

说是第二轮。

实则，却应该说第二‘阶段’。

并非是两两厮杀，胜者便可进入第三阶段。

而是···

胜者继续捉对厮杀。

再胜者，继续匹配、捉对厮杀。

直到···

总人数只剩下三十二人之时，才算是进入第三阶段。

而至此，这场天骄盛会，也算是真正进入高潮。

同样的，休整三日后开战。

这三日，前来拜会‘我爱罗’的人与势力，都更多了。

只是，我爱罗依旧‘冷酷’，谁也不见。

值得一提的是，大秦仙朝倒是一直未曾派人前来。

同时，由于我爱罗一招未出，却直接以最快速度晋级‘第三轮’，他在赌场的赔率，再度降低！

而他，也是唯一一个一招未出直接晋级，所有对手在看到他的名字后，要嘛直接弃权、要嘛直接失踪之人。

没人清楚他究竟有些什么手段。

但他的压迫感，却是直接拉满。

同时，王腾的赔率也是在不断降低。

他虽然只是第十境，但却一路‘逆行伐仙’，将多位十一境、一位十二境斩于‘手下’，强势晋级三十二强。

赔率降低···

便代表，有更多人看好他们。

而三十二强之中，赔率最高之人···

毫无意外——范坚强。

这个公认的‘也就那样’。

这个公认的‘菜鸡互啄’中的菜鸡之一，竟然凭借第十境修为，特么的极为匪夷所思的一直撑到了三十二强。

偏偏···

还没任何人能挑出毛病来。

因为这货‘运气’真的很好。

所遇到的对手，全都是第十境。

莫说是十二境了。

就是特娘十一境的对手都没碰到过。

全都是第十境，还全都是与他在‘伯仲之间’，双方需要拉扯许久、菜鸡互啄很多招才能分出胜负的那种。

他是赢了···

也的确是进入了三十二强。

但却没有任何人在他身上看到‘强度’。

全特么靠运气！

而这种人···

赔率自然很高。

一赔一百！

直接拉满了。

这一日，傍晚。

当王腾外出归来，带回范坚强的赔率后，这货眨巴着眼，几乎没控制住自己的洪荒之力。

一赔一百啊！！！

这若是给自己买上一大笔，压上全部身家的话···

不得直接爽飞？？？

可是···

“不行，不行。”

“我要冷静。”

“要低调。”

“必须低调···”

“否则，要出大事的。”

他嘀嘀咕咕许久，才控制住体内的洪荒之力。

但是···

自己不买没毛病，可这么好的机会，若是就此错过，不怕天打雷劈吗？

emmm···

是夜。

一群神秘人悄然出现，游走于各大赌场，专门购买范坚强能杀入前十~~~

······

“这范坚强···”

本次天骄盛会主办方相关负责人齐聚一堂，看着三十二强名单，尤其是看着与范坚强相关的信息，顿时眉头直跳。

“这种人，居然能进三十二强？”

这特么叫什么事儿？！

三十二强之中，除开王腾这匹攻击力过人的黑马，以及我爱罗这个变态之外，也就只有范坚强一个人不到十一境了！

其他人，都是十一境以上。

甚至，十一境都不多。

大部分都是十二境，外加三个十三境。

若是范坚强如王腾那般表现亮眼倒也罢了，偏偏他又是个毫不起眼的菜鸡，这特么都能进三十二强？

闹呢？

“他是运气好，或许气运如虹？”

“运气？”

“都是天骄，谁运气差了？”

“会不会有人扰乱抽签？”

“？？？不会吧？”十五境的裁判皱眉：“我亲自抽签，谁能扰乱？”

“莫非···”

“你们之中，有人暗中出手？”

突然，他反应过来，拍案而起：“你们怀疑老夫？！”

“咳！”

“莫要生气！”

“我们不是怀疑你，只是，此事太过匪夷所思。”

“其实主要是因为这个范坚强实力平平，毫无出彩之处，让他进入三十二强，的确有些不合常理，而且，打起来也不好看啊。”

“所以···”

“老邓啊，他···必须止步于三十二强，你明白我们意思吧？”

裁判：“···”

所以，这特么才是你们的目的？

想让我暗箱操作给他个强大一点的对手，将他直接淘汰就直说呗，还绕什么弯？

可是···

不对啊。

他本来就那点实力，三十二强中另外三十五个谁碰上他不是轻松获胜？还需要你们来警告我暗箱操作？？？

你们特么的神经病吧？！

就这，还需要暗箱操作，还需要你们如此兴师动众？？？

他无语。

但好在明白他们并不是怀疑自己，只是···单纯的全都脑子不好使。

不过，自己何许人也，岂能被如此质问？

他当即皱眉，黑着脸道：“那你们倒是说说，此人遇上谁最合适？又对上谁还有获胜可能？”

众人听了这话，顿时一愣。

随后，各自仔细琢磨。

这一琢磨···

都麻了。

唉？

对呀？？？！

我靠！

这不尴尬了么这？

“额，那什么···我家里还炖着汤呢，老邓，我就先走了啊。”

“哎哟，我肚子痛，你们先聊。”

“···，我肚子倒是不痛，但是那什么，那什么来着？诶，哦！有了，我那姘头还在等我呢，先走了。”

“···”

很快，众人直接‘遁走’，分分钟消失的一个不剩。

只留下老邓狂翻白眼。

“好好好···”

“一群老不死的，脑子都出毛病了。”

“真是有毛病。”

“特么的，甚至连想借口都想不明白，还‘有了’，生怕别人不知道你在胡说八道，是特么临时想出来的？”

“临时想出来的就算了，这个理由还如此离谱！”

“当我傻吗？”

老邓直接被气笑了。

“罢了罢了。”

“一群老家伙，也是难得糊涂。”

“···”

······

第三轮开始。

又是老邓抽签。

这是，他虽然认为那些老家伙是在胡搞瞎搞，瞎说八道，但真到来这一刻，却还是觉得···有些不妥。

巧合？

运气好？

气运如虹？

乍一看，好像的确如此，可是，真特么有人运气能这么好？

不应该啊！

要不···

稍微动动手脚？

“嗯···”

“反正也没人会发现。”

“而且，这么做也的确更为稳妥。”

“最重要的是，说到底，也只是顺手而为，要不，就···”

他虽然还在思考，但手上的动作却是更快一步。

在他的操作下，范坚强的名字直接对上了三位十三境天骄之中的一位-——十四皇子。

这无疑是最为稳妥的操作。

刷~

名单飞出。

老邓笑眯眯看着已然开始配对的名单。

可当他余光一瞥，看向那十六个配对名单之时···

顿时面色猛然一变。

“嗯？！”

“卧槽？？？！”

他心头一跳。

这他妈不对劲啊！

怎么回事？！？？

这范坚强，不应该对上十四皇子吗？

这···怎，怎么他妈的对上的是一个十一境的弱鸡？

等等！我家十四皇子呢？

卧槽！！！

怎么对上另一个十三境了？大离仙朝天骄沈军月？？？

“不是！”

“这···”

“这他妈怎么回事？！”

他愣住。

不应该啊！

就这点小事儿，这点小手段，自己特么的还能出错？？？

不是···

神经病吧？！

在自己的暗箱操作之下，他妈的范坚强还能对上一个最弱的，反倒是自家十四皇子对上了最强者之一？

毛病吧！

什么鬼啊这是？

难道是我···

老了？？？

手滑？

他懵逼的同时，满脸茫然，双眸扫过擂台之上的三十二人，整个人都麻了。

这···

怎么搞嘛这！

什么毛病啊这是？

我···

我不会出问题了吧？

他看着微微皱眉的十四皇子，看着狞笑的沈军月、看着面色如常，一脸憨厚老实的范坚强···

莫非，真是自己手滑了？？？

他怀疑自己手滑，都没怀疑有人搞鬼！

毕竟···

自己的实力自己清楚，能特么在自己手下搞鬼，还要让自己没有任何察觉，那得是什么实力？仙王啊？

我信你个鬼！

仙王会来搞这点破事儿？

而且，就算真有仙王，咱大秦仙朝的仙王老祖也不可能没有察觉啊。

见鬼！

所以，只有我手滑这一种解释么？

但是···

唉，这下可有些麻烦了。

十四皇子这对手，我···唉！

他内心接连唉声叹气，最终，苦笑一声，道：“第三轮比斗，正式开始！”

擂台上。

范坚强心跳加速。

“不对劲。”

“这裁判突然停顿片刻，而且面色如此古怪，带着不可置信与惊愕，甚至还有一丝茫然。”

“这···”

“摆明了是出问题了。”

“抽签过程中，能出什么问题？”

“···，没对上他预想的结果？”

“所以，我靠，这老家伙在暗箱操作？？？”

“可是，由于一些原因，他暗箱操作失败，所以不可置信，不知道为什么会如此···”

“换言之，靠，我的‘幸运符’生效了，而且与他的暗箱操作发生冲突，所以导致了这一结果？”

“妈耶···”

“该不会露馅儿吧？”

“可是，你们特么好端端一个大秦仙朝，这才三十二强而已，用得着暗箱操作吗？还刚好跟我有关？”

“神经病吧？！”

“该不会是想给十四皇子安排一个较弱的对手，就是这个十一境的家伙，结果幸运符生效，把这个十一境的对手安排给我了，而十四皇子对上了另一个十三境？”

“···”

“草！”

“换言之，我原本的对手，其实是个十三境呗？”

“！！！”

苟剩面不改色。

但思绪却是瞬息万千，虽然只是猜测，但他确信，自己猜的不能说全对，但至少也对了七八成。

所以···

“千万不要露馅啊。”

“否则，后续必然会有无尽的麻烦。”

“这可就太头疼了。”

“唉呀。”

他不断吐槽。

也就是此刻，三十二进十六开战。

老邓再不爽、再错愕、再怀疑，也不可能在这时候搞事情。

只是，看着已然同步开始的十六场对决，他还是有些怀疑人生。

“我···怎么就手滑了呢？”

“就这点小事，还能手滑？”

“难道，我真老了？？？”

······

“十一境。”

“那个···”

范坚强登台，一副老实巴交的模样：“这位大佬，能不能打个商量？”

对方正想速战速决，解决掉眼前的菜鸡，但一声大佬，却是让他浑身舒畅，直接从头爽到脚，不由挑眉：“哦？”

“你想说什么？”

“打个什么商量？”

“是这样。”

范坚强笑眯眯道：“您看啊，大佬您是天骄，我呢，只不过是滥竽充数之辈，反正也对您没任何威胁。”

“所以能否麻烦大佬您稍后出手的时候，略微下手轻些？”

“不求胜，只求，败的别那么难看。”

“不知大佬您可否给这个面子？”

一口一个大佬。

一句一个您~

好家伙···

这马屁拍的，有几个年轻气盛的天骄能经得起这样的考验？

反正，范坚强此刻的对手是经不起。

他当即哈哈一笑：“你倒是个通透的，如此看来，也并没有表面这般不堪。”

“罢了，既然你诚心诚意的恳求我，我自然也不会不近人情。”

他略一琢磨，道：“你看这样如何。”

“稍后呢，我随意出手。”

“你呢，就竭尽全力。”

“能撑多久撑多久，在你不敌之时，我再将你击败，也算是让你展现自己，并给足了你颜面。”

“啊？”

范坚强大喜：“那太好了。”

“多谢大佬，大佬您真是好人呐！”

对方朗笑道：“小事，与人方便，与己方便，本天···咳，这个道理，我还是明白的。”

“好说好商量嘛。”

隔壁擂台。

看着又一次大骂倒霉、直接认输的对手，又听着范坚强两人的对话，何安下不由转头，以一种同情的目光看向范坚强本轮的对手。

这···

咋说呢？

有人要倒霉咯~~~

······

“小子，你很有前途，若是此番天骄盛会结束之后无处可去，可以来寻我，认我做大哥！”

范坚强的对手，此刻已然几乎是掏心掏肺，将自己胸膛拍的哐哐作响：“我别的没有，但就是义气、兄弟多！”

“若是你跟随我，只要有我一口吃的，便不会饿着你！”

范坚强惊叹：“嘶，大哥好人啊！”

“那是自然。”

“来吧，既然是自己人，我自然要给足你面子，稍后我假装受伤。”

这‘大哥’再退一步。

范坚强：“那怎么好意思？”

大哥哈哈大笑：“这有什么？都哥们儿！”

“来，出手吧，也莫要让人看了笑话，纵然咱们是友好切磋，也要打出属于自己的风采不是？”

范坚强连连点头：“大哥教训的是。”

“那···”

“我就出手了，大哥当心。”

范坚强当即出手。

全力以赴！

至少，在旁人看来是全力以赴。

但乍一看，嗨，也就那样吧。

第十境常规实力，没什么大不了的。

因此，绝大部分观众只是瞥了一眼，便没再关注。

这俩有啥好看的？

还是大秦十四皇子与那个沈军月之战有看头，两个十三境对决啊，按理说，这可是要半决赛才能看到的大场···

轰！！！

可突然之间，一声轰鸣，将所有人的注意力都吸引回范坚强所在擂台。

“噗！！！”

那十一境大哥口喷鲜血，以极为惊人的速度倒飞而出，几乎只是刹那间，便飞出这庞大的擂台。

所有人都懵了！

‘大哥’看着自己已经身处擂台之外，又看着自己塌陷的胸膛、骨折的双臂，再看向擂台上一脸错愕的范坚强。

“你···”

“你干什么啊？”

他艰难开口，这一开口，却又喷出一口老血。

“啊？”

范坚强也麻了：“大哥，你没事吧？”

“您···您怎么不挡啊！”

大哥：“？？？！”

草？！

他头皮一炸：“我挡了啊！”

范坚强更懵，至少看上去是如此：“你挡了？”

“那您怎么直接飞出擂台了，还···还受了伤？”

大哥：“我还要问你呢！！！”

“你在搞什么鬼？！”

他都要疯了。

艹！

神经啊！

老子跟你演戏，你来真的？

范坚强苦哈哈道：“我不造啊，大哥，不是您让我全力以赴，与你交手几个回合，然后你再假装受点伤，并将我击败么？”

“所以我便全力出手，还用上了几件一次性宝物。”

“这···”

“我都是按照您说的在办啊。”

“可是您为何只是接我一击，就···莫非是那几件一次性宝物太强？”

“这这这，这不能怪我啊，我也不知道您连第十境的全力一击都接不住，啊不对！您可是十一境大佬，怎么可能连第十境一击都接不住。”

突然，他感动无比，表现的几乎要忍不住当场给对方磕一个：“我知道了，大佬！！！”

“您···”

“唉！！！”

“您这是舍身成仁，为了成全我而故意落败啊！可是，我们不过是萍水相逢，目前也就是几句话的交情，您何故如此啊？！”

啪！

范坚强狂拍大腿：“仗义！”

“太仗义了！！！”

“大哥，从今往后，您就是我大哥啊！”

“就没遇到过如此仗义之人！”

“···”

大哥：“···”

“？？？”

卧槽？

这···

是这样吗？

我如此仗义？

呸！我特么仗义尼玛啊，我神经病啊我，还舍身成仁？老子分明是按照剧本走的，可是方才那一击···

艹！

乍一看平平无奇，实则却是差点把特么我肝都打爆了，你给我说是我舍身成仁？

这小子···

“！”

他猛然反应过来。

扮猪吃虎！！！

这狗东西，绝对是扮猪吃虎！！！

否则，怎么可能我连他一击都接不住？

还一次性宝物···

刚才倒是的确有几件一次性宝物被使用，但真是如此么？

或许，一切都是一场戏。

这狗日的，在算计老子！

他的真实实力，绝对不是所有人看到的这么简单，他也绝对不是一个什么菜鸡，这家伙，是个隐藏的高手。

真正的扮猪吃虎！

淦！

他没有证据，但却极为笃定。

否则，还有其他可能么？

必然就是如此！

只是，哪怕他内心极为笃定范坚强是在扮猪吃虎，但此刻，他却也没有半点将这点公开的打算。

好好好···

扮猪吃虎是吧？

欺负老子是吧？

行啊！

老子认栽！

反正我只是个十一境，本来就是要淘汰的，目前看来，进入十六强几乎没有可能，现在落败，也没毛病。

倒不如顺水推舟，就说老子是为了舍身成仁，成全这王八蛋。

如此，非但能给自己保全几分颜面，还能给自己营造一个‘仗义大哥’的人设。

最重要的是···

这狗日的扮猪吃虎，老子被他坑了，但总不能只有我一个被他坑吧？

说出来，岂不是所有人都知道了？

那可不行！

独乐乐不如众乐乐！

我被坑了我认，但我还得帮他隐瞒。

诶~~~

就是玩儿！

被这货坑的人越多越好。

哼！

一念及此，他面上的怒意顿时消失，随即朗笑道：“哈哈哈，小兄弟你还真是···这都瞒不过你啊。”

“可是，你为何要说出来？”

“这岂不是成了我打假赛？对我的名声可不少。”

“不过···”

“罢了罢了。”

“谁让小兄弟你和我眼缘呢？之后，可要记得请我喝酒。”

他笑容灿烂，笑声明朗。

只是···

心都在滴血。

肝也疼的厉害！

马德！

狗东西！

他不愿再被人当猴子看，深吸一口气，道：“邓老，可以宣布结果了吧？”

一脸懵逼的老邓：“···”

“不是，这小子···”

有点古怪啊！

他眉头皱起。

这尼玛···

这么出人预料的么？

之前我还在暗暗吐槽这小子遇到谁都是个输，绝对不可能进十六强，根本不用暗箱操作。

结果···

I was operating behind the scenes, but failed!

I thought it didn't matter, even if he failed, he would definitely fail, but now...

Not only did he agree, he also???

Match-fixing?

Bullshit match-fixing.

This can fool ordinary people, but it can also fool me?

Who am I?

It can be seen at a glance that this bastard really relied on his own strength to injure and knock the Eleventh Realm away!

And he flew directly out of the ring!

Didn’t the guy on the opposite side block it?

fart!

He is simply unstoppable.

so···

Is Fan Jianqiang's grandson actually a pig pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?

hiss!!!

Old Deng couldn't help but take a deep breath: "It's hidden so deeply, how come no one noticed it before?"

“This brat!”

"It's not that simple, but why can't I see through his cultivation?"

He was secretly shocked.

I am a Daluo Jinxian.

Fifteenth realm!

But you can't see through his true level of cultivation? !

etc!

"Could it be..."

He suddenly remembered that when he was secretly drawing lots, he slipped, which caused the operation to fail, and instead increased the strength of his own Fourteenth Prince.

At that time, I thought it was my own fault.

I even doubt that I am really old.

But now it seems...

Is it really because of my slip?

Why does it always feel like this isn’t the case?

Could it be related to this kid?

“···”

······

Old Deng fell into deep thought.

But the 'big brother' couldn't hold it anymore.

Damn it!

I finally found a way out, and you still don't declare me defeated? Don't I have any dignity?

"referee."

"referee?!"

Old Deng: “…, um.”

"The winner is Fan Jianqiang!"

“···”

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Thank you very much, big brother. Big brother is so domineering that he can marry ten thousand wives."

Big Brother: "..."

"Haha, no problem, no problem."

Smiling on the surface, but feeling anxious on the inside.

Okay, sir, okay!

However, I have to endure it.

You have to endure it even if you can't bear it!!!

You can't be the only one being eaten by the pig, right?

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The top sixteen contestants were determined one after another.

Fan Jianqiang, Wang Teng and He Anxia all advanced to the round of 16.

Soon, only one competition was still unfinished.

That was the arena where the fourteenth prince of the Great Qin Dynasty and Shen Junyue were.

Both of them are geniuses in the Thirteenth Realm, very powerful, and have an extremely powerful background. Whether it is the realm of cultivation, various "skills", "equipment", etc., they are all top choices.

At this moment, the two sides were fighting for a place in the top 16, and they were bleeding and fighting.

The two sides fought back and forth, and neither was willing to admit defeat.

After all, this is not just a simple victory or defeat, but also concerns the reputation of both parties and even the forces behind them.

Especially the Fourteenth Prince.

He not only represents the genius of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, but also represents the organizer, the "host", and is playing at home.

If we can’t even make it to the top 16…

It's a bit too embarrassing.

only···

He just couldn't figure it out.

Damn it, I have the home field advantage!

The referee is one of us!

Even if you don't arrange a weak opponent for yourself, at least arrange a normal one, right?

How come I had to fight against one of the two strongest players in the round of 16?

What are you doing?

"Could it be that it is to demonstrate fairness and justice, and for the reputation of our Great Qin Immortal Dynasty as being just and strict?"

During the battle, the Fourteenth Prince was secretly speculating in his heart.

After all, apart from this possibility, he really couldn't think of any other reason. (End of this chapter)