At first, the opposing Soul Master didn't notice anything.
Facing an opponent on a nine-game winning streak, he felt only apprehension.
After blocking several shots, he gradually sensed something was wrong.
Another shot swept across the room.
He raised his arms to block it.
Bang!
He took a step back.
After the Soul Master regained his footing, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
This power...
It doesn't seem as scary as I imagined.
He had prepared himself to be knocked back several meters by a single shot, but when it actually happened, apart from a slight numbness in his arm, he wasn't injured at all.
Were Black Bamboo's opponents in the previous matches really that weak?
Or perhaps...
This guy's already starting to give up after ten games?
Once the thought popped into my head, I couldn't suppress it anymore.
He stared at Xiao Xuan for a few moments, then suddenly stopped backing away.
The next moment, the First Soul Ring lit up.
He suddenly charged forward.
Xiao Xuan blocked the attack with his spear.
Bang!
This time, he actually took two steps back.
The Soul Master opposite him immediately brightened up.
There's definitely a problem!
"Again!"
He gave a low shout and approached again.
The offensive suddenly became fierce.
Fists rained down one after another.
Xiao Xuan parried while retreating.
The situation, which had been suppressed, was completely reversed in just a few breaths.
The opposing Soul Master grew more and more confident with each battle.
At first, he was worried that Black Bamboo was just pretending to be weak.
But after several successful attacks, that concern completely disappeared.
What nine-game winning streak?
It hasn't even lit up its Soul Ring.
After fighting for so long, aren't we all exhausted by now?
Seeing Xiao Xuan forced to retreat once again, he did not hesitate at all.
The Third Soul Ring suddenly lit up!
A surge of powerful Soul Power instantly flowed into his right arm.
His entire arm suddenly swelled up, and a powerful force erupted from his palm.
The next moment, he took a step forward and slammed his palm hard into Xiao Xuan's chest!
Xiao Xuan seemed to have no time to dodge and could only hold his spear horizontally in front of him.
boom!
A muffled thud.
A tremendous force erupted instantly.
The spear was jolted backward.
Xiao Xuan was also sent flying backwards.
It flew several meters before landing heavily on the arena.
"Puff!"
He coughed up a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Xiao Xuan knelt on one knee, supporting his body with one hand gripping the gun, and pressing the other hand against his chest; his face paled considerably.
Upon seeing this, the Soul Master opposite him was overjoyed.
It's really not working!
This is Black Bamboo on a nine-game winning streak!
If I deliver one more blow, I can personally end his winning streak!
This idea excited him greatly.
Without giving Xiao Xuan a moment to catch his breath, his Fourth Soul Ring lit up immediately.
Buzz--
A surge of Soul Power, far greater than before, erupted.
The air around the arena seemed to tremble.
Soul Power surged wildly towards his arms.
His already thick arms were quickly enveloped in a blinding light, which then spread outwards, eventually forming a huge phantom behind him.
It was a giant hand, several meters tall.
Spread your five fingers.
The light shimmered.
As soon as the giant hand took shape, a faint cracking sound came from the arena floor.
Cracks spread outwards from his feet.
The berserk Soul Power continued to rise.
The man stared intently at Xiao Xuan, his face barely concealing his excitement.
Fourth Soul Skill--
A huge palm shadow suddenly rose up.
A terrifying force instantly locked onto Xiao Xuan's location.
The next moment, it will crash down!
But just then...
Xiao Xuan suddenly raised his hand.
I surrender.
The Soul Master opposite him suddenly froze.
Xiao Xuan leaned on his spear and stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I concede defeat in this match."
The referee was also taken aback for a moment.
But he quickly realized what was happening and immediately raised his hand.
" Black Bamboo concedes defeat!"
" Black Bamboo has lost this Soul Fighting!"
"Nine-game winning streak ends!"
The entire Soul Fighting Arena fell silent for a moment.
Then, with a loud bang, the pot exploded.
"You've given up?"
"He still has Soul Ring he hasn't used yet!"
"What is this?!"
"It's a fixed match!"
"I just bet everything I have!"
The shouts and curses from all around instantly erupted.
But the people in the VIP section seemed completely deaf to it.
Ma Hongjun stared blankly at the arena, his mouth agape.
Xiao Wu also stood there, stunned.
Tang San sat there, not even reacting for a moment.
Lost?
Did they really lose?
He instinctively reached for his waist.
His money pouch used to hang there.
But now it's completely empty.
Tang San's expression gradually froze.
That's all his savings.
He also planned to use the money he won to forge several more sets of Hidden Weapon!
He didn't place any bets in the first nine games.
After observing for so long and confirming that Black Bamboo was strong enough, they finally decided to follow him.
But it just so happened to be this one.
Lost?
Moreover, he voluntarily conceded defeat without even revealing his Soul Ring.
Tang San opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Yu Xiaogang, standing next to him, wasn't much better off.
The teacup in his hand was still suspended in mid-air.
He remained completely still.
He slowly put down his teacup only after the referee announced the result again.
His gaze fell on the table.
His money bag used to be kept there.
It's gone now.
That was also his savings accumulated little by little over the years.
He had thought that since the Xiao San had already observed nine matches, he would trust Xiao San judgment this time.
Who would have thought...
On his very first bet, he lost everything.
Yu Xiaogang fell silent.
Zhao Wuji's expression was also not good.
However, when he turned to look at Flender, he suddenly paused.
Because Flender hasn't said a word since the beginning.
He remained standing.
His eyes were fixed intently on the ring.
His face was frighteningly pale.
One hand was pressed tightly against the inner pocket of her chest.
That's where the betting slip was kept.
Zhao Wuji initially thought he was just upset about losing money.
But the more I looked at it, the more something seemed off.
" Flender?"
There was no response.
" Flender!"
Zhao Wuji reached out and pushed him.
Flender swayed, as if he had just come to his senses.
"No... that's all..."
"It's all gone..."
Zhao Wuji frowned.
How much did you bet?
Flender didn't speak.
His lips moved slightly.
A bad feeling suddenly arose in Zhao Wuji's heart.
"Etc."
"You didn't bet all your savings, did you?"
Flender's face twitched violently.
After a long while, he nodded stiffly.
"Um."
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in surprise.
"Are you crazy?!"
Tang San and Yu Xiaogang also looked over at the same time.
But Flender offered no explanation.
The expression on his face only became more unpleasant.
Zhao Wuji looked at him, his unease growing stronger.
"Wrong."
Even if you lost all your savings, you wouldn't be in this situation.
He stared at Flender.
"What else did you bet on?"
Flender froze.
The VIP section fell silent.
After a while.
Flender finally spoke, his voice trembling.
"The Academy..."
Zhao Wuji's brow twitched.
"Academy what?"
Flender swallowed hard.
His voice began to tremble.
"Living expenses for the next few years at the college..."
"I put it in too."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Everyone was stunned.