Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 161: Betting on the bet
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"What will they encounter?"
Fang Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly. There are five floors away from the 33rd floor. What will happen next?
There was no spare time for him to think, the three-eyed glacial crocodile swam around the ground, opened its huge mouth, and snarled.
The Chiyang sword was out of its sheath, the sword light fell, and the three-eyed blue crocodile rushed over against the sword light without fear. Fang Bai suddenly smiled bitterly.
The three-eyed glaucoma crocodile of the energy body is not afraid of death or injury, but he is different. Once it hits it hard, it is afraid that it will die on the spot.
In desperation, his body twisted, and the sword light swept past the three-eyed blue crocodile, and the energy body flashed lightly, slightly dim.
"When will this fight?"
Fang Bai frowned. The sword that had just hurt the three-eyed glamour crocodile was insignificant. If it was consumed like this, he must have fallen first.
Besides, the third eye has not opened yet!
"Spell it!"
Glanced at the three-eyed glaucoma crocodile who was less than five feet in length, Fang Bai recruited and took out the Liantian Cauldron, and his true energy and spiritual consciousness sank into the cauldron at the same time.
The three-eyed glaucoma crocodile rushing forward was too late to react, and was immediately pulled in by the huge attraction.
The tail swept frantically outside the cauldron, Fang Bai took a mouthful of spiritual liquid, and silently recited the refining technique, refining the celestial cauldron shining brightly, quickly absorbing the energy of the three-eyed glaucoma crocodile, and the spiritual liquid dripped.
Roar!
The three-eyed blue crocodile who was unwilling to die out roared frantically, with its tail swept, and every crazy impact seemed to hit Fang Bai's chest hard.
The throat is sweet, the blood rolls, gritted his teeth, and continued to refine.
The tail whizzed and swept, Fang Bai's footsteps swerved sharply, refining ceaselessly, when he was about to be unable to hold on, the three-eyed blue crocodile finally stopped.
Huh!
Fang Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief after taking another sip of the spirit liquid. This time it was really too risky. If the three-eyed blue crocodile persisted for a while, he would be unable to hold it.
The twenty-eighth floor is already so powerful, can he really get through the next two floors? Not to mention the last two floors!
Forty floors!
What kind of test did the martial arts institute set?
This is still the first condition. It seems that it is more difficult to become a disciple of Tsing Yi than he thought!
There have been no disciples in Tsing Yi for thousands of years, which shows that the conditions set by the Wuyuan are abnormal. Can Fang Bai get through it?
The twenty-ninth floor is also a ninth-level monster, whose strength is equivalent to that of the three-eyed blue crocodile. Fang Bai learned the lessons from before, spread out quickly, and only after consuming most of his energy, did he take out the Tianding Cauldron and easily refine it.
Finally on the 30th floor, Fang Bai glanced at it and laughed!
Cracking Cloud Bird!
It's not so strong in its own right, worse than the three-eyed blue crocodile, but it has a special ability that is rare among monsters.
That is the sound wave attack. Its voice is high-pitched and passionate, penetrating the sky, so it is named Cloud Breaking Bird.
The sound wave attack of the cracking cloud bird is very tricky for many people. Unprepared, tearing the eardrum and invading the sea of consciousness can instantly turn it into an idiot.
But Fang Bai's soul, after Wu Chengyun and the old man Tianji, survived the test to explain the problem.
Without wasting too much time, I can easily solve the cracked cloud bird.
Fang Bai understood more and more that climbing to the sky is a test of his disciples, a test of all aspects of strength, and any weakness, it is difficult to go further.
"Passed, passed, hahahaha! He passed!"
The tower looked out of the crowd, and there was a burst of cheers. They cheered for Fang Bai, Xiang Qi, and more for Han Wutian.
Because Han Wutian lost the qualification to break into the sky tower forever!
Perhaps for the Han family the next day, this loss is not a big deal, but it is more of a face. The Han family was once planted in Fang Bai's hands.
Han Qi, Han Ruoyun, Han Feng, and now it's Han Wutian again!
People suddenly discovered that since Fang Bai came, the Han family seemed to be unlucky all of a sudden.
At this time, Han Wutian's face is not to mention how wonderful, Han Ruoyun also has a pretty face next to him, she and Fang Bai are the real peers.
She was second on the list at first, and Fang Bai was third, but at this moment, Fang Bai has already left her far behind and competes with Han Wutian's peers!
"Second Young Master Han, do you remember the promise you made before?" Jiang Li sneered. He was very happy to see Han Wutian collapse.
"Huh! It's not just a tower, I'm not rare!" Han Wutian said coldly: "Let's go!"
"What's the rush?" Jiang Li smiled: "You don't want to see how many levels Fang Bai can pass. Maybe you can reach the 33rd floor all the way, and you can also open your eyes."
"Joke!"
Han Wutian disdainfully said: "He is out of luck for being able to break through the 30th floor. Do you think he can break through?"
"That's not necessarily." Jiang Li smiled and said, "Are you interested in taking a gamble? I think he can pass the 31st floor."
"Just gamble..." Han Wutian looked up at the 31st floor, which was still bright, and suddenly swallowed the words behind.
He knows very well that Fang Bai's strength is not enough to reach the current level. He has already created a miracle. He is really not sure if there is any possibility next.
"Are you scared?" Jiang Li smiled happily.
"Gamble, gamble!" Han Wutian couldn't afford to lose the things he lost.
"Happy!" Jiang Li laughed and said, "How about we bet on a million spirit stones?"
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Shit!
Han Wutian smiled shamefully: "A slave is a slave, and a million spirit stones are worth a bet?"
Jiang Li's face instantly turned ugly. He was preparing to hit the late stage of the Concentration Realm. The million spirit stones were already his current limit.
"One hundred million, are you interested?" Xiang Qi said lightly: "If you dare to bet, I will lend him the spirit stone of Brother Jiang."
"His Royal Highness..." Jiang Li knew very well that Xiang Qi needed spirit stones more than he, and the latter waved his hand lightly. Jiang Li didn't say any more, he was very excited and grateful.
"Okay, bet!"
Han Wutian shouted: "I don't believe that kid can..."
"Passed, passed, he has reached the 32nd floor!"
Without waiting for Han Wutian to finish speaking, the light on the 32nd floor of the Ascending Tower was lit up, Jiang Li laughed loudly, and Xiang Qi also smiled faintly.
Xiao Yu and Tian Xing looked at each other, and they cared more about Fang Bai, instead of caring about the gambling in front of them.
At this moment, Han Wutian opened his mouth and stared at the 32nd floor blankly. He had the desire to die!
If you just slowed down the three breath time a little bit, there would be no such ugly situation as it is now, and even if you haven’t spoken, one hundred million spiritual stones would have disappeared.
Just ask, is there any worse bet in the world than this one?
There was a burst of laughter from the surrounding crowds. It is rare to see the Han family deflated, and it is the second son of the Han family who is aloof. Why does this make them unhappy?
On the 32nd floor, the beam of light landed, Fang Bai's figure slowly appeared, and his figure was slightly embarrassed. With his current strength, the 32nd floor couldn't get past!
"Second Young Master Han, is it time to fulfill the promise?" Jiang Li Nao urged.
Han Wutian looked at Fang Bai's faint voice, his face flushed with shame and anger, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Why did I vomit blood when I lost it?"
Fang Bai's laughter fell like a heavy hammer in Han Wutian's heart, almost spurting out another mouthful of blood.
Xiao Yu smiled and told Fang Bai that the gambling game had just passed. Fang Bai laughed out loud, secretly saying that Han Wutian was really unlucky.
Han Wutian has a rich family, especially after breaking through the late stage of the Concentration Realm, the family placed high expectations on him, and of course many rewards are indispensable.
But 100 million spiritual stones is still a huge number, Han Wutian mortgaged almost everything to make up 100 million spiritual stones.
"The four big families have a big family business." Fang Bai muttered secretly. If a disciple can produce such a large sum of spiritual stone, how rich will the family be?
Don't know that the four major families and the royal family accounted for 80% of the resources of the Da Chu Dynasty, and the rest were other forces.