By the time His Holiness Yahata walked into the room.
The originally lively scene fell silent.
Although he despised this Hachiman Jae-kyung.
But as the leader of this operation.
The crowd also gave face accordingly.
“Good spirits, all talented men and women.
Today is the last day of the tournament.
Before the tournament, I have renegotiated the bet with the Grand Elder of the Martial Union.”
“Today, each side will send, three contestants.
Ten islands will be used as the bet for each match.
Next, it will be up to you all to perform.”
Having brought his words to the table, Venerable Hachiman did not speak any more nonsense.
He naturally understood in his heart that this group of disciples of the great powers had eyes above their heads.
They simply looked down on him.
So he didn’t intend to suffer blank stares here either.
The message had been brought to him, so it would be fine.
Let them make their own arrangements.
Anyway, all the young masters of the Chinese side had already played.
The next three matches were sure wins.
I don’t know what that Xuan Yuan Ming is thinking.
He said a few words to provoke his opponent, and he still agreed to play, knowing that he would lose.
Hehehe is exactly what he wants.
Thinking of this, he exited the room with a delighted smile.
At this moment, the venerable Hachiman chanting Xuan Yuan Ming was also crouching on the elders’ table with a smile on his face.
“What’s wrong with you, is this about to marry a second wife?
Look at you smiling, the corners of your mouth are grinning to the roots of your ears.”
Seeing this look on the Grand Elder’s face.
Nie Kongming snickered and asked.
“Go, go, go, you’re the one who’s marrying a second wife.”
“You don’t know that, that Venerable Hachiman doesn’t know what kind of wind he’s in.
He even approached me to amend the bet before the match.
Noe this is the latest agreement signed.”
With that, Xuanyuan Ming pulled out a brand new contract from his pocket.
When Nie Kongming opened it and looked at it carefully, he was also instantly intrigued.
“This ten islands a game, this will not be a bit of a big gamble.
Besides, we don’t seem to have any more experts on our side.”
Xuan Yuan Ming, on the other hand, waved his hand indifferently.
“One game for Li Jiange, one for Lin Mo, and the remaining one will naturally be given to Little Master Du’er.”
At first glance there was nothing wrong with it.
It was just that after the words fell that day.
Several gazes beside him instantly focused on him.
“What, Jiange Li is back?”
In Nie Kongming’s opinion, someone who was not yet of age had gone to the extreme north alone to train.
Those who had no news after so many years had pa*sed.
He was almost half dead.
He had never thought that he would come back again.
If he could live alone in the Far North for more than five years, how terrifying his strength must be.
Thinking of this, Nie Kongming couldn’t help but ask curiously.
“How about it, how strong is this Jiange Li today?”
Faced with such a question.
Xuanyuan Ming stroked his beard in a mysterious manner.
“Well!
The younger generation of the Chinese nation can be called the number one.”
This statement was also a conservative estimate on his part.
After all, many of the people of the Hidden Sects were closed doors.
There were a few good seedlings who were afraid of being snatched away by the Martial Alliance.
They were all hidden away.
But when comparing the geniuses of his generation who had already revealed their fame.
Li Jiange could indeed be called first-rate.
“What about the Japanese side?
Do they know about this news?”
With an excited look, Nie Kongming asked anxiously.
He had gone to great lengths for the sake of the Dual Alliance of Medicine and Martial Arts.
Now that there was a young genius of unbelievable stature coming out, he himself was overjoyed.
Xuan Yuan Ming, on the other hand, couldn’t help but just roll his eyes.
“Are they stupid, if they knew that, they would still dare to sign such an agreement with the Martial Alliance.
Just wait, when the time comes, I hope they will enjoy such a surprise.”
At this time, Du Er, who was a junior, was also happy at this time.
Although his master, Bitter Will, had been unwilling to allow himself to be tainted with the karma of this match.
But the Martial Union Grand Elder had given his word, and the Master could not refute much.
This gave him, who could not wait, a chance to make a move.
And as they talked.
And so the third day of the competition began.
And who was the hunter and who was the prey.
It was up to them to decide.
And look at the outcome of the contest.