The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 258 Strong Match

On the rostrum, Qiu Xiaotian said with a smile: "Everyone, my apprentice has entered the top ten. Should we cash out the bet?" Qiu Xiaotian had bet with five people before, the Yu brothers, Guardian Guo, Guardian Tao and Elder Cui. Each of them had 10 million top-grade crystal beads, which is 50 million top-grade crystal beads! This is a huge sum of money for anyone! Qiu Xiaotian has gambled countless times in the past thousands of years, and only won a few times. The rest of the time, he lost like a trouser.

Yu Shuren sneered, "Elder Qiu is very capable. I'm leaving now." Then he threw out a storage ring, which Qiu Xiaotian caught with one hand and happily accepted. Guardian Guo took out a storage ring and said, "You owe me 200 million top-grade crystal beads. Here are 800 million. Order them." Guardian Tao also said, "You owe me 100 million top-grade crystal beads. Here are 900 million. Keep them." Shangguan Yun's face turned black, and he said angrily, "Qiu Xiaotian! How much do you owe outside? Tell this sect clearly!" Qiu Xiaotian was about to quibble, but Elder Cui also threw out a storage ring and said, "Here are 600 million top-grade crystal beads. We are even." Shangguan Yun pointed at Qiu Xiaotian, his fingers shaking with anger, and finally said angrily, "Come to our sect's cave later!"

Elder Hei flew to the ring and checked Hei Kun's injuries. He thought to himself, "Fortunately, he's fine. If he's the same as Yu Qian, I don't have a life-saving pill." In fact, when he was on the rostrum before, Elder Hei had sensed Hei Kun's injuries. Now he just confirmed it again. He picked up Hei Kun and went back to the cave. Pan Chengfeng opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything to stop him. Hei Kun still owed him 10,000 points. Qiu Xiaotian also sent a voice message, "Go back and have a good rest. There will be the final top ten ranking competition tomorrow."

In the martial arts arena, Yan Baifeng announced: "Today's competition is over. The top ten disciples go back and have a good rest. The top ten ranking competition will continue tomorrow." After that, she disappeared. Pan Chengfeng turned around and found Shuang'er and said: "Go back. Today's competition is over. We will continue tomorrow." Shuang'er stood up and hugged Pan Chengfeng, saying happily: "Master is so amazing. I heard that Hei Kun is a strong competitor for the top ten. Master actually beat him." Pan Chengfeng raised his tail and said happily: "Don't you see who Master is? Hei Kun is nothing. Master wants to take first place!"

Just after he finished boasting, he felt two gazes. Pan Chengfeng followed his feeling and looked over, thinking to himself, "It seems that they also know my strength. Just now, in order to defeat Hei Kun, I revealed some of my strengths." Jian Dong retracted his gaze and said lightly, "Brother Yun, what do you think of Pan Chengfeng?" Yun Feiyang said, "He should have more strength than this. I didn't expect that among the direct disciples, besides you, there is another hidden one who can actually move and form seals, and his physical strength is so strong." Jian Dong smiled and said, "Junior brother didn't expect that besides Brother Yun, there is such a powerful potential opponent. It seems that this year's top ten ranking competition will be more interesting than previous years."

Seeing the two men looking at him, Pan Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "Do you two brothers have something to ask me?" Jian said calmly, "Junior brother Pan is really capable. He actually beat Hei Kun. Hei Kun is much stronger than the last time he fought with me." Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "No, no, I know your names very well. Who in the whole sect doesn't know them? I hope you two brothers will show mercy in the future." Yun Feiyang bowed and said, "Okay, see you on the field, Junior brother Pan. Bye."

Pan Chengfeng and Shuang'er returned to Jingxin Valley together. Shuang'er went back to the cave house to avoid disturbing Pan Chengfeng's rest. Pan Chengfeng tried his best to keep her, but Shuang'er refused to do so and insisted that Pan Chengfeng have a good rest. Does Pan Chengfeng need a rest? Rest! I wanted to play games with Shuang'er, but Shuang'er was so sensible, so I decided to go back to the cave house to meditate.

After returning to the cave, Pan Chengfeng took out the small bell and said happily, "What a great treasure. You only need to input true energy to defend and attack. Its own material seems to be extraordinary. It was hit by my Angry Dragon Burning Sky for hundreds of times before, but it was not hurt at all. Find a chance to send it to Qian'er. Qian'er is planning to refine a life-long magic weapon. Use this small bell as the embryo of the magic weapon and slowly cultivate it."

The next day, at the inner sect martial arts arena, the inner sect disciples had already arrived, and they were all eagerly waiting. It was no wonder that, apart from the three sect competitions, the ranking competition for the direct disciples was the most advanced, where you could watch masters fight, which was also very beneficial for cultivation. Before the direct disciples and the masters arrived, the inner sect disciples began to discuss who would win first place this year. Some said Yun Feiyang, some said Jiancheng, and some even said Pan Chengfeng. Most of those who were optimistic about Pan Chengfeng were female cultivators, because Pan Chengfeng had a good appearance.

There was a wave of mana, and hundreds of direct disciples arrived together. The big guys on the rostrum also appeared one by one. As the sect master, Shangguan Yun was naturally the last one to appear. Looking at the disciples saluting, Shangguan Yun smiled and said, "No need to salute. You all need to work hard today. Yu Lei Zong..." With a whoosh, a flying sword brought a person to the front of the direct disciples. Pan Chengfeng put away the flying sword and said, "Direct disciple Pan Chengfeng greets the sect master and the elders~" Shangguan Yun: "..." You said it was a coincidence this time, and you said it was not intentional twice. Who would believe it?

Xie Feng was unhappy and asked, "Pan Chengfeng, what delayed you today?" Pan Chengfeng made up a lie and said, "My disciple gained something from the duel yesterday, and I was comprehending the Dao last night, so I was a little late this morning." Xie Feng wanted to continue asking, but Shangguan Yun raised his hand to stop him and said, "Okay, Pan Chengfeng's duel yesterday was indeed wonderful, and it is normal for him to have some insights. Elder Yan, please prepare to start." Why is Pan Chengfeng always a step late? In fact, it is his self-esteem that is at work. Everyone is flying in the air, but he is the only one standing on a flying sword. Pan Chengfeng can't afford to lose this person. Seeing that the sect master didn't mean to blame him, Pan Chengfeng secretly said, "I have to quickly form a pill, otherwise I will be looked down upon by people if I stand on a flying sword all day long."

Yan Baifeng appeared on the stage in a flash, and said, "The top ten decided yesterday, come out to draw lots." Ten people came out one after another. Hei Kun and Yu Qian saw Pan Chengfeng also standing in the top ten team, and their teeth were almost broken. Yu Qian sent a voice message: "Brother Hei, I heard that you were also defeated by Pan Chengfeng yesterday? That kid is so strong?" Yu Qian's injury is more serious. His grandfather asked him to stay at home and recuperate, and not to come out. But when Yu Qian thought of Pan Chengfeng entering the top ten, he hated it so much that he couldn't eat or sleep. Hei Kun was not seriously injured. After being carried back by his father last night, he woke up not long after. He was more of a knockout.

Hei Kun gritted his teeth and said, "This despicable boy hid his strength and caught me off guard! How could he beat me?!" Yu Qian sneered secretly, "He is too obsessed with face. He lost and he is still stubborn!" But who can blame him for being the Minister of Finance? Yu Qian quickly sent a voice message, "That's right, Senior Brother Hei, why don't we find a chance to teach him a lesson!" Hei Kun asked, "How? In the sect, who dares to openly cause trouble for the disciples?" Yu Qian smiled and said, "Isn't the opportunity right in front of us?"

On the stage, Yan Baifeng looked at the ten disciples and said, "You are now the top ten disciples. Now we will start the ranking competition for the top ten. It will be a round-robin competition. Everyone will have nine games. The one who wins the most games will be the champion. Do you understand?" Pan Chengfeng's eyes turned and he thought to himself, "This is good. There is more room for maneuver." Pan Chengfeng thought of the World Cup group stage in his previous life. Pan Chengfeng touched his chin and considered whether to sell one or two games to others in exchange for more points, but he immediately gave up the idea and said, "I have to take first place. Shuang'er is still a registered disciple! Well, I'll think of a way to get points later."

Yan Baifeng announced, "The competition will end at a certain point, but those who intentionally hurt their fellow disciples will not be forgiven! Each round will have 5 matches. Go to the ring and the competition will begin now." They are already the top ten and are the future pillars of the sect. Considering the safety of these disciples, the sect has added another rule of stopping at a certain point. Pan Chengfeng looked at his sign, number 5, which is the ring number 3, and jumped up and bowed, saying, "Pan Chengfeng greets Senior Brother Hua, please show mercy." Senior Brother Hua bowed and said, "Junior brother, you are too modest. Everyone knows your strength." Pan Chengfeng bowed and said, "Please teach me!"

The two men started to fight after they finished being polite. Although Senior Brother Hua was very polite, he was very ruthless when he started to fight. More than a dozen spells chased Pan Chengfeng all the way. Senior Brother Hua smiled and said, "Junior Brother Pan, you'd better admit defeat quickly! Otherwise, Senior Brother can't stop!" In order not to expose his strength, Pan Chengfeng could only dodge and look for opportunities to fight back. Finally, when Senior Brother Hua changed his moves, Pan Chengfeng's eyes were full of lightning, and he shouted, "Senior Brother Hua, be careful, palm lightning!" A lightning arc thicker than a bucket shot out, and Senior Brother Hua was shocked. He had no time to resist and could only dodge in embarrassment.

Pan Chengfeng, who had just been chased half to death by magic, now used a palm thunder to chase Brother Hua to the point where he had no way to go up to the sky or down to the ground. Until he forced Brother Hua into the trap he had set up for a long time. As soon as Brother Hua entered the trap, he was surrounded by several thunder balls. Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Brother Hua, you lost~" Brother Hua looked at the thunder balls around him and said unwillingly, "Junior brother, you have a good trick. I would like to ask you for your skill in setting thunder balls when I have time."

Pan Chengfeng put away his magic and said, "It's nothing. I just secretly buried a few thunderstorm balls under my feet while you weren't paying attention, and then moved them to the designated location. You were so busy dodging my palm thunder that you didn't notice it." Brother Hua smiled and said, "You are so capable, you have won several times with this trick. You actually said it so generously. I admire you." Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Even if you knew, you couldn't do it."

On the rostrum, Elder Wan said calmly, "That's easy to say. It's not easy to bury the thunder ball in the ground, not to mention moving it. This requires one to use one's own skills to perfection." Shangguan Yun smiled and said, "Elder Wan is right. There shouldn't be many disciples in the sect who can use the thunderstorm technique like this. That kid knew the difficulty of this move, so he didn't care and said it out."