Practice Remembering You

Chapter 320: Betting

If Ben Chen was released at this time, then his magic weapon would be completely useless, although it would be useless now facing a guy like Ben Chen.

The most important thing is that according to the attack speed and frequency of that "monster" Ben Chen, he will definitely beat me after he comes out.

I am a fifth-level cultivator, so it would be fine if it was outside, but now I am on the competition arena, and the competition is being watched by the ancestor.

All the disciples and strong men in the sect are almost all here. If I were to be chased and beaten by a fourth-level cultivator like him in public, would I still have any shame?

Perhaps monks of the same or higher level could understand this, after all, they were being restrained too severely, but low-level monks didn't care about that, and they didn't understand it either.

When they saw themselves being chased and beaten, they would only know and remember that they were a fifth-level cultivator on guard duty and were being chased and beaten by a fourth-level cultivator. This was truly a loss of face for them, and they had no face in the sect.

But if Ben Chen is not released, my God, that would be even more terrifying. The opponent would not stop at his magic weapon and would continue to attack.

At that time, the magic weapon will definitely be broken. What will happen if the life magic weapon is broken? That will cause a sharp drop in cultivation and severe damage to the foundation of Taoism. If it is not repaired properly, it will never be possible to cultivate back to the fifth level in this lifetime. (Shi Dongdong has the right to speak on this)

After the magic weapon is broken, his cultivation level will drop instantly. What he will lose is not just his face, but also his magic weapon and current status. This is the heaviest price, which Wei Zhi cannot accept at all.

There is another way now, which is to release Ben Chen and admit defeat immediately, so that he will not be chased and beaten.

But after all, he was saying this in front of the entire sect, which still made him hesitate. He didn't expect that after practicing for such a long time, he would be forced into this state by a fourth-level cultivator.

The guard was hesitating outside, but Ben Chen inside the tower did not hesitate. He attacked the stone statues frantically, and now half of them were destroyed.

Even when Ben Chen was attacking the stone statue, he would also smash the walls of the tower twice, kick the surrounding load-bearing columns twice, and kick the windows twice.

The tower was hit so hard that it made a loud "bang bang" sound and the whole body was shaking.

The monks watching from outside didn't know how the Guardian's magic tower worked. In the previous duel on the ring, they didn't see the magic tower taking the opponent in. I guess the shaking now is the magic tower attacking the Benchen inside... probably...

Blood was still gushing out of the guard's mouth outside.

Although he wanted more time to think, reality would not give him this opportunity. If he did not make a decision, Fata would really be crushed.

So he prepared to release Ben Chen and then admit defeat in person.

This priority is also easy to determine. Wei Zhi feels very sad about this method of selecting the tallest one among the short ones, but there is nothing he can do. This is the one with the least damage.

Just in case, the guard first said to the referee, "I give up."

Then he quickly enlarged his tower and opened the opening of the tower.

Ben Chen, who was still in the magic tower and attacking, suddenly found a light under the magic tower. He could even see the arena outside by looking down.

Regarding Wei Zhi's action, Ben Chen knew that the other party had admitted defeat, so he jumped out with the head of the stone statue that he had just pulled down in his hand.

"The guards of the Extreme Cold Heavenly Palace admit defeat. In this competition, the Cold Suppression Sect's Benchen wins!"

After hearing the result, Ben Chen casually threw the stone statue's head on the ground, bowed to the guard, and walked off the stage without saying anything else.

Wei Zhi waved his hand, and the head of the stone statue that Ben Chen had thrown on the ground flew into his hands. Wei Zhi had nothing to say at this time. He felt embarrassed to stay on the stage for even a moment longer, and his face was burning.

So he stomped his feet and turned into a stream of light and flew away. His speed was so fast that he might not be able to escape.

As for who Wu Mengjie will fight next, Wei Zhi doesn't care.

The monks and disciples around looked at Wei Zhi who was walking away in embarrassment and began to whisper. A few monks could understand Wei Zhi's situation, but the vast majority of them were mocking Wei Zhi.

After the elder referee cast a spell to clear the arena, he began to read out the names of the next opponents.

Wu Mengjie of Juefeimen fights against Wu Jun of Jihantian Palace.

"Wow!"

After hearing about this duel, the scene suddenly became lively, and the previous discussion ended directly.

Speaking of which, the reason why the cultivation level was suddenly raised in this competition and the ancestors came out to watch was mainly because of the joining of Juefei Sect, which had Wu Mengjie, a disciple with fifth-level cultivation level.

What everyone watched at the end was the battle between Wu Mengjie and the two strongest fifth-level disciples of the Jihantian Palace. Now, after such a long time, they finally met, and the opponent was Wu Jun, the strongest of the fifth-level disciples of the Jihantian Palace.

When Wu Jun heard the news, he immediately showed an excited expression on his face. He was surrounded by cold air, and an icicle appeared out of thin air on the ring. As the icicle shattered, Wu Jun appeared on the ring. Looking back, Wu Jun, who was originally sitting below, had disappeared.

Wu Mengjie is also a relatively warlike person. From the moment he saw Wu Jun and Chen Zhi, he had been thinking about fighting with these two people. Therefore, he is also a little excited now. He moves his body and turns into a stream of light and falls on the ring.

In the highest viewing seat, Yazhi Jushi and Shixunpo sat here drinking tea and chatting.

Shi Xunpu looked at the two disciples on the ring and asked with a smile: "How do you think this battle will go?"

The elegant layman raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you still need to ask me this kind of question? You already have the answer. I'm not exaggerating, but how many cultivators of the same level in this world can defeat my disciple?"

Shi Xunpu looked at the arena and said, "Although your disciple seems stronger, fighting is not just about superficial strength."

"My disciple has not grown up like a greenhouse flower. He has encountered many life-and-death battles along the way." The elegant layman talked freely.

"There are always unexpected things." Shi Xunpu was a little embarrassed: "Maybe this little Wujun from my sect will perform beyond his level and defeat your disciple."

The elegant lay Buddhist raised one leg and sat on the ground: "Hey! How about we make a bet? If my disciple wins, you will..."

"No gambling!"

Shixunpu directly interrupted Mr. Yazhi's words.

"Why not gamble? Aren't you full of confidence in Wujun?"

“Ahem…” Shixunpo coughed lightly: “I didn’t say before that I had full confidence in him, and I also said that if he performs beyond his level, he might be able to defeat your disciple.”

"Look at you!" Mr. Yazhi was speechless at the look of Shixunpu.