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The originally bustling gambling arena gradually became quiet.
In the crowd, a figure in white slowly walked onto the stage and stopped in front of Mo Jun.
"I didn't expect you to dare to come." Feeling Luo Chen's arrival, Mo Jun opened his eyes.
"Hehe." Luo Chen chuckled lightly.
"It's not a dead end, why wouldn't I dare to come."
"It seems that you are very confident." Mo Jun's eyes gradually became cold and stern.
"I hope that when you lose later, you can still maintain this calmness."
"Maintaining my current mindset won't be a problem for you. However... it won't be me who loses."
The battle has not yet begun, but the battlefield is already filled with smoke. "Alright."
In the rear of the battle platform, within the attic inscribed with the words 'gambling battle', an old man wearing a Daoist robe slowly uttered a sentence.
The voice was not loud, but when many disciples heard it, they were all shocked.
He actually came to personally preside over this gambling match.
"It's Feng Lao, it's actually him!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in shock.
If we exclude the sect master Bei Xuanzi, the most prestigious figures within the sect are the several elders:
Feng Lao is one of them. These elders are usually elusive, and even the sect master must show them respect when they appear.
Now even Feng Lao has stepped forward, which means that the top level of the sect is watching this battle.
At this moment, Luo Chen was also slightly surprised. The previous voice seemed to have a magical power, and wherever it passed, the noise abruptly stopped.
Luo Chen looked up and saw an old man with white hair and a dignified expression standing in the center of the attic. Standing beside him were two familiar figures, Lin Hu and Sun Qian.
At this moment, Sun Qian's face looked a bit unsightly. He never expected that this confrontation would actually draw out the higher-ups of the sect. After the elders learned about it, they heavily criticized his actions. Not only did he bring in people like Mo Jun into the sect, but he also wanted to push out talents like Luo Chen from the sect.
"Xiao Yun, it's all because of you, you little troublemaker."
At this moment, Sun Qian cursed in his heart. If it weren't for Xiao Yun approaching him in the first place and making him make things difficult for Luo Chen, the current situation would not have occurred.
Now even he is a little worried. If Luo Chen shows too much strength in the battle with Mo Jun, even if he fails, some old monsters from sect may also take action, breaking the rules of the bet and keeping Luo Chen in sect. Now, all we can do is pray that Mo Jun can thunderously defeat Luo Chen.
"I didn't expect even Feng Lao to be alarmed."
At this moment, Chen Feng, dressed in brown robes, murmured on the platform.
A hint of jealousy crossed my mind, but more than that, there was a sense of sighing. It seems that his strength is truly above mine.
At this moment, it's clear that more than just Sun Qian is feeling uncomfortable. If we were to say whose mood is the worst, it would naturally be Mo Jun, who stands on the opposite side of Luo Chen.
Mo Jun's heart can be described as extremely uncomfortable.
Everyone here is here for Luo Chen's true strength. If he wins, it would be an unfair victory.
If I lose, I'm afraid I won't be able to lift my head in front of others again. Thinking of this, Mo Jun's face also twisted.
"Luo Chen, this is what you brought upon yourself."
"Alright, Mo Jun versus Luo Chen, I will personally preside over this gambling battle. Therefore, I declare that the gambling will stop at a certain point, no one's life will be taken, and no one's cultivation will be destroyed. Do you both understand?"
"The disciples understand," Luo Chen and Mo Jun both bowed to Feng Lao on the attic.
"Mmm~ Then I announce, the gambling battle...........begin!!"
Begin!
"Peng~" As soon as Feng Lao's voice fell, the two of them simultaneously activated their spiritual power.
"Quick, look at the spiritual power fluctuations on Luo Chen's body, it's indeed at the fourth grade of the Gathering Yuan Realm, and it's at its peak," exclaimed someone from the stands, confirming the rumors.
After some people expressed surprise, a few sighs of regret followed. This was because they saw the spiritual power fluctuations on Mo Jun's body, which had already reached the sixth level of the Gathering Yuan Realm.
"Be careful." Mo Jun's eyes were filled with coldness as he uttered these words. His figure shot out like a cheetah, his fingers clenched tightly as he heavily struck towards Luo Chen with One Punch.
This One Punch of his showed no mercy, releasing the full force of the sixfold power of the Gathering Yuan Realm without reservation. Spiritual energy wrapped around his fist, and even before the fist reached, the wind from the punch made Luo Chen's clothes rustle.
"This guy goes all out as soon as he makes a move!" gambling arena The people around looked at the sharp One Punch, shaking their heads in disbelief.
Mo Jun obviously didn't want to give Luo Chen a chance to perform, wanting to defeat Luo Chen thunderously.
Under the gaze of many, a fierce punch wind came rushing. There was no hint of panic between Luo Chen's eyebrows. He just looked at Mo Jun's somewhat distorted face and slowly reached out his hand, grabbing at the One Punch.
"Hmph, seeking death!" Mo Jun saw the situation and a cold and stern expression appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He, even an ordinary sixfold strong in the Gathering Yuan Realm, has to be on guard against this fierce One Punch, and yet Luo Chen actually wants to take on this fierce One Punch with his physical body. It's a pipe dream.
In the eyes of the crowd, the surging spiritual power carried by One Punch collided astonishingly with Luo Chen's palm.
With a loud bang, a smug smile appeared on Mo Jun's face.
He had wanted to catch his full force blow with his bare hands, but now he was afraid his arm might be broken.
However, the next moment, the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.
Because he saw that Luo Chen's outstretched palm was motionless, and his fierce punch seemed to have landed on an extremely hard stone, without any reaction.
"How is that possible?!" Mo Jun's face changed dramatically, exclaiming in shock.
Luo Chen looked at Mo Jun's dramatically changed expression, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
" Gathering Yuan Realm Sixth level?... Just so-so."
At this moment, Mo Jun sensed the danger and wanted to withdraw, but Luo Chen exerted a slight force with his palm, and spiritual power gradually surged on his palm, tightly gripping Mo Jun's fist.
"Not good!!" Mo Jun muttered to himself, unable to break free from Luo Chen's grasp.
"Hmph, now you want to retreat... it's too late!" Luo Chen said with a cold expression.
I saw Luo Chen grab Mo Jun's fist with his left hand, clenching his right fist, enveloping it in a dark spiritual power, with lightning arcs flickering. Then he threw a punch, just like Mo Jun did before.
"You can't just attack without expecting a counter. Now, taste my fist."
Thunder Demon Hand!
The fierce fist enlarged in Mo Jun's pupils, and at this moment, his mind went blank, losing the instinct to defend himself. He could only watch as Luo Chen's fist fiercely slammed into his chest.
Bang!
Another sound rang out, and then everyone saw Mo Jun's body falling from the battle platform like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground below the platform, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The sound around the battle stage quieted down at this moment, and everyone was stunned, staring at the scene.
"Good, so strong."
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