Not long after, the crowd became lively again.

In the battle between Lin Yi and Qin Zhantian, everyone started to bet again.

The odds this time are simply outrageous. The odds for Lin Yi to win are 1 or 20, and the odds for Qin Zhantian to win are 1 or 2.

In other words, if a monk beats one crystal stone and bets Qin Zhantian to win, then after Qin Zhantian wins, the monk will get two crystals. If this monk beats one crystal stone and bets Lin Yi to win, then after Lin Yi wins, the monk will get twenty crystals.

Faced with such a huge difference in odds, countless monks still put their bets on Qin Zhantian's side. They defeated Lin Yi and won only a few hundred people.

This time, Qin Nitian, Nangong Jian and others fought hard to win the lost crystals. They scraped their hearts and put all the crystals on their bodies on the bet. Not long after, a hill was piled up on the martial arts field, a hill made of countless vital energy crystals.

On the other hand, if Lin Yi wins, it would be good if he can get 500,000 crystals.

Even though Lin Yi defeated the clone of the Liuyun Sword Sect leader, not many people were optimistic about him when he fought against Qin Zhantian. Even his loyal fans were a little confident in shaking flags and shouting for him.

Because Qin Zhantian gave the cultivators the image they had in their minds was so powerful that they were deeply rooted. First, Qin Zhantian ranked first in the list for ten years, and second, because Qin Zhantian swept the whole game this time and never lost.

Another most important reason is that there is a realm gap between Lin Yi and Qin Zhantian.

One of the two is the new mid-stage ninth-level martial artist, and the other is the peak of the old ninth-level martial artist. These two small realms make the distance between the two a thousand miles apart.

Before the war began, the atmosphere in the martial arts field was ignited, and the martial arts field became bustling and hot.

In the judges' seat, Lei Ming and Lei Man looked at each other and smiled. Lei Ming's smile was playful and Lei Man's smile was weird.

The failure to suppress Lin Yi several times has helped boost Lin Yi's momentum. However, this is fine, the winner will be the one who laughs to the end. If Qin Zhantian defeats Lin Yi in public, it will undoubtedly enhance Qin Zhantian's status.

Master Bodhi looked at the crowd of people who were venting and the air that was about to be ignited above the martial arts field, and his ancient Jingbubo's mood slightly rippled. He took a deep breath and smiled: "Next, it will be a battle between the old peak martial artist and the new martial artist Wang Wushu. Seeing this scene reminded me of a sentence."

"Oh, Master, what did you remember?" Xuan Jizi asked curiously.

"The new waves of the Yangtze River push forward the previous waves, and a new generation replaces the old ones." Master Bodhi sighed and said deeply.

After pondering for a moment, Xuan Jizi suddenly asked: "Is it true that the master is optimistic that Lin Yi can defeat Qin Zhantian?"

Master Bodhi smiled and said after pondering for a moment: "You may only focus on the results, but I pay attention to the process. In fact, for me, Lin Yi has long been the biggest winner of this competition. After more than a dozen battles, he not only accumulated countless combat experience, but also broke through several levels. With tenacity that ordinary people can't imagine, he fought all the way until now."

"Actually, in my eyes, Lin Yi has already won. Whether it is his battle with Qin Zhantian, he is the biggest winner."

Xuan Jizi smiled and said, "I still think Lin Yi will lose at Qin Zhantian's hands, right? However, after hearing what the master said, I also think Lin Yi is the biggest winner in this conference competition, no doubt about it."

When the two looked at each other and smiled, they could see their appreciation and sympathy for Lin Yi from the bottom of their hearts.

The strong only need applause, while the weak only need sympathy.

However, is Lin Yi a weak person? Lin Yi never thinks this way. When he waited on the staring cliff and faced the top of the cliff in the realm of a small warrior, the blood-red thunderstorm that was suffocatingly, he once said: "Large does not mean strength, small does not mean weakness, isn't it?"

Now, Lin Yi will face the extremely powerful Qin Zhantian. Is the gap between the two even bigger than when Lin Yi climbed to the top and stared at the cliff?

Of course not.

Lin Yi has always been an optimistic person. He practices his wishes, emphasizes the nature of his life and the wishes.

There was a mountain in front of him blocking his way, so he moved the mountain away!

If he really can't move, then slash his sword! He will slash out a passage from the belly of the mountain, and he will continue to move forward.

After the rest time, Lin Yi stood up and tidyed the wrinkles on his clothes. He carefully smoothed every wrinkle. He looked up at the ring and walked towards the ring.

"Lin Yi, I believe you will definitely win!" Shangguan Song cheered Lin Yi.

"Lin Yi, come on, we believe you will definitely defeat Qin Zhantian! You will definitely be able to!"

Among the crowd beside him, Lin Yi's countless supporters said cheerful words to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi nodded with a smile and passed by everyone.

His smile was as warm as water, making everyone around him feel a ray of warmth.

His steps were as firm as iron, and everyone felt the perseverance in his heart.

As he had fought before, he came to the edge of the arena, jumped onto the arena, and stood firm.

The wind blew, wiping his hair, and the setting sun had already set, sprinkling the last ray of rays of rays on his face, dyeing his face that had just faded his childishness into orange.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Zhantian walking from the VIP seat.

Qin Zhantian carried his hands on his back, walked towards the ring.

He had a lazy smile on his face. Looking at his expression, he seemed to have not taken the battle with Lin Yi at all.

His pace was very slow and lazy. When he came to a table, he grabbed a bunch of grapes, picked a grape and threw it into his mouth, and carried the grapes to the front of the ring.

He spit out two grape seeds casually and jumped onto the ring.

Lin Yi has been waiting, quietly, silently, waiting for this battle with Qin Zhantian.

Qin Zhantian picked a grape, threw it into his mouth, and looked at Lin Yi lazyly, his face full of admiration.

"Not bad, beautiful enough, more beautiful than the lackeys I raised before." Qin Zhantian grinned and smiled at Lin Yi, and threw the grapes in front of Lin Yi. He laughed and said, "My most central dog, pick up the grapes for me."

The grapes were thrown into the sky by him and towards Lin Yi. At the same time, Qin Zhantian recited a string of strange mantras.

His lips squirmed quickly, and he looked at Lin Yi with a playful look. Suddenly, his mood began to become excited. This excitement was like a child about to open the packaging box of his most beloved gift.

Lin Yi looked at him with a cold face, his eyes full of jokes.

Bang!

The grapes fell on the ring and fell into pieces, and purple slurry splashed everywhere.

In an instant, Qin Zhantian was stunned-

ps: The fourth update is available, and there is a fifth update later.
Chapter completed!