Supreme Saint Of World

1"Gu Lao, it's good that you are confident! Do you have more to bet on? After all, Chen Fan is Old Bai's disciple. In order to support him, I've made a loss! I can't blame myself for winning against you guys so many times in the past, so I won't mind letting you win once! "    

    

Ah Chu stretched lazily as he spoke, his well-developed figure filled up his coarse robe, revealing a mesmerizing demeanor.    

    

Hearing Ah Chu's words, all the surrounding Elders were a little moved. Behind Gu Yun, one of the elders of Mu Xingfeng hesitated, but he still took out a round Cauldron engraved with a beast's head and slowly said:    

    

"I bet on Chen Fan, and he won't win!" "I shall use this high grade spirit artifact, the Thousand Beast Cauldron, as the wager!"    

    

"Me too, I bet on Chen Fan losing!" "I will wager a bottle of Superior Grade Spirit Dan, Myriad Spring Pill …"    

    

"..."    

    

With someone taking the lead, all of the elders started to place their bets. Most of these elders were from Mu Xingfeng, so they were obviously very confident in their own abilities!    

    

There were a few people from the other peaks who also placed their bets. However, the number of people who bet on Chen Fan was very few, and the number who bet on him was even less!    

    

"I bet on Chen Fan to lose too!" I shall use this top grade Four Symbols Sword as the wager! " A cold voice rang out. It was the cold voice of Chu Chenzhou from the Jinxing Peak.    

    

He had always harbored enmity towards Chen Fan, so he wanted nothing more than to kill him. Moreover, he knew an important piece of information. He was certain that Chen Fan would lose, so he directly took out his life spirit weapon to gamble with him!    

    

"I bet on Chen Fan losing too! I'm betting on a high-grade spiritual tool!" Another voice sounded. It was Hou Zhong, who was sitting at the very back of the crowd.    

    

Ever since he had been tricked by Chen Fan and turned from a Law Enforcing Elder to an ordinary Elder, his status on Earth Peak had drastically changed. The hatred he had towards Chen Fan could be said to be monstrous!    

    

"Alright, I've remembered everything!" Is there anyone else who has placed their bet? If not, I will ask later! " A'Chu looked at Chu Chenzhou and Hou Zhong with a profound look in his eyes and said with a faint smile.    

    

While these elders were happily gambling, the battles on the various arenas below were also in full swing.    

    

Chen Fan had already fought several rounds in the central ring, and Ye Luoluo had also gone up to fight a Late Filled Realm disciple. There was no suspense as he easily won the match.    

    

It was only when the sky began to slightly darken that the remaining one hundred and forty-two victors left.    

    

"Very good, the people that are left behind are all elites of the sect!" Next, change the format. The next round would not be the Challenger League, but a free-for-all for the winner group! Within the sect, although a person's strength was a very important part, whether or not they could unite with others was also a very important testing point! If you are too individualistic, it is not suitable for the development of your sect! "    

    

Nantian looked at the sky, then turned around and looked at Chen Fan.    

    

"Why did the competition suddenly change? The previous great sect competitions were all Challenge Tournament!"    

    

"However, what the Elders said makes sense. It's true that a one-on-one battle is not necessarily fierce!" As long as we stick together, disciples with weaker cultivations can still stay! "    

    

The crowd of disciples looked at each other in dismay and whispered to each other. Some of the disciples who were only at the Fulfillment Realm had expressions of joy on their faces.    

    

"After the free-for-all, the 20 remaining disciples will be seeded contestants from our central contest area! We can participate in the upcoming great sect competitions, and also participate in the competition for the top 100 places! "    

    

At the same time, similar scenes were playing out in all five great sites of the sect competition.    

    

On the Cloud Platform, Ah Chu frowned slightly, looking at Bai Xiang Liu beside him, "Old Bai, what's going on? Why did you suddenly change the competition format? You didn't even tell me! "    

    

"This was also decided by the five Peak Elders during the last meeting! This way, not only would they be able to speed up the process of the Large Competition, it would also be a test of their disciple's ability to fight in a team! However, you have never participated in these meetings, so you didn't know about them! "    

    

Bai Xiang Liu said with a wry smile as he looked at A Jin's darkened face.    

    

"Haha!" How about it? It seems like Chen Fan might be able to enter the top 20 and become a seeded contestant! "Are you regretting it now? But it's too late, the Purple Gold Pill is destined to be in this old man's hands!"    

    

Gu Yun's face was full of joy as he laughed heartily.    

    

Currently, there were more than a hundred people left in the central ring. Most of them were his disciples. He didn't believe that a hundred of them wouldn't be able to make Chen Fan fall out of the ring.    

    

"Hehe!" "Chen Fan, you've severed my mundane blood, and repeatedly spoilt my good fortune. Although I don't have any way of killing you right now, it's still good to take some interest from this!"    

    

Chu ChenZhou sat in the middle of the crowd of Jin Xing Peak elders, a dark smile on his face. He had long since known about this competition, so he dared to use his life spirit weapon to suppress Chen Fan.    

    

"Elders, are there any more people who want to continue gambling!?" This is the only chance to get rid of your previous humiliation, and win against Ah Chu! "    

    

Gu Yun had a complacent look on his face. On the contrary, he was instigating the elders beside him to chase after him and gamble.    

    

With his instigation, the surrounding elders hesitated. Sure enough, there were a few people who hesitated and placed their bets. All of them were betting on Chen Fan's failure.    

    

"Old Bai, if Chen Fan didn't become the number one seed, then you can give out that Purple-Gold Pill!"    

    

A'Chu glared at Bai Xiang Liu and said unhappily. Bai Xiang Liu could only smile bitterly when he heard this.    

    

"One person's power may be weak, but everyone's power is very strong. When this power is combined together, you might be able to defeat everything. You might even be able to overturn the myths of the number one genius of the sect!"    

    

In front of the central ring, Nantian was still inciting his disciples, and all the words were faintly pointing at Chen Fan.    

    

"That's right. Although our strength alone is not enough, the combined strength of our strength is limitless!"    

    

"So what if he's the number one genius of the sect? Today, we're going to overturn this legend!"    

    

After hearing what Nan Tianguang had said, the disciples of the winners' group felt their blood boiling, their eyes turning red as they roared in anger. Everyone stared at Chen Fan, eager to give it a try.    

    

"Now, let's enter the arena. I will announce the start of the match!" Elder Nan Tian shouted in anger as his two long white brows trembled.    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, more than a hundred people followed the familiar faces into the arena. They formed groups and let out angry roars one after another.    

    

Chen Fan and Ye Luoluo also flew up onto the stage. The moment they touched it, they realized that there were more than a hundred people around them. None of them were fighting with each other, and their eyes were shining brightly.    

    

"I'm very sorry, Junior Brother Chen!" Although I really want to fight with you, it's still safer to end you here! For the disciples of Mu Xingfeng, listen to my orders and form the Ten Thousand Wood Heaven Imprisoning Formation! "    

    

Xia Xincicada stood on the stage and pointed at Chen Fan with a fan in his hand.    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

The disciples of the Mu Xingfeng were all red-eyed. They trod lightly and a great formation shining with green light instantly covered the entire ring.    

    

"Haha, don't you see? This is my Mu Xingfeng's Ten Thousand Wood Heaven Trapping Formation!" Those who enter will never come out, and Chen Fan will soon be defeated! "    

    

On the Cloud Platform in the sky, Gu Yun pointed below with an excited expression.    

    

All the elders who were betting on Chen Fan's loss revealed a smile on their faces. On the other hand, Ah Chu had a worried look on his face and did not say a word.    

    

On the stage, under the crowd's siege, Ye Luoluo frowned and said worriedly, "Brother Chen Fan, they are all targeting you, what should we do?"    

    

"No worries, just stand behind me!" Chen Fan was facing more than a hundred people, but his expression did not change at all. He extended his right hand towards the sky and asked Nantian, "Elder, I have a question!"