1154: C1154 Opening

C1154 Opening

"If you lose, why don't you leave your blade behind?"2

The corner of Long Bufan's mouth formed a demonic arc, he immediately turned and looked at the opponent's back, with some interest staring at the ancient shaped long blade strapped on the back of the Dragon Fang's shoulder. Although the blade was not unsheathed, one could faintly feel a ferocious energy fluctuation, it must be something extraordinary.

"This is the wager you mentioned?!"

Hearing this, Dragon Fang immediately frowned. His deep voice clearly contained a trace of anger.

This rage was a trampling and provocation towards the most precious thing in his heart.

This was because this blade was called the Green Dragon Sabre, and was the personal weapon of the first generation of the Long Family's ancestors. Its blade was made of dragon bone, and was incomparably sharp.

And now, such a sacred object had actually been asked by Long Bufan to use their Long Family's heirloom as a wager for the bet. No wonder he was angry in his heart.

Capturing the change in his opponent's expression, Long Bufan guessed that this long blade must be very important to this fellow.

"Didn't you want to bet? Then let me give you a taste of what it feels like to bet something precious."

Long Bufan secretly sneered in his heart, then immediately pretended that he didn't care and spread out his hands. He smiled helplessly: "If you don't dare, as long as you apologize right here in front of my face, I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now."

Hearing this, Long Ya's face became completely dark, completely devoid of the scholarly look from before. With a cold voice, he said, "This is not a question of whether or not I dare. This blade is the inherited treasure of our Long family, how can it be used as a wager. Can you exchange it for something else?"

Long Bufan shook his head, and laughed: "For other things, I am not interested. If you do not dare, then let's forget about this bet."

"That Spirit Profound Martial House brat is really crafty." Everyone in the outside world who were watching could not help but praise Long Bufan for returning the favor.

Dragon Fang's face was expressionless, as if Long Bufan's words had not affected him in the slightest. Obviously, it was as everyone had guessed, Dragon Fang would not actually take out the treasures passed down from the Long family for the bet, if not, it would be a blasphemy to his family, a disrespect to his ancestors.

"Looks like only the dead won't have the surname."

Dragon Fang sighed in his heart. On the surface, there didn't seem to be a single ripple. However, only a few people with sharp senses were able to vaguely sense that a bone-chilling killing intent was slowly spreading out from within his body.

It was obvious that Dragon Fang wanted to kill!

Seeing this scene, the people in the outside world were all startled, looking at the two figures with the thick smell of gunpowder inside the holographic projection, they were all impatient to see the two of them fight on the stage.

"Dang ?!"

Just at this moment, just as the outside world had expected, as the cauldron's incense was burnt out, a melodious bell sound suddenly rang, and with the help of the holographic projection, it spread across the various regions of continent of the firmament.

The moment the bell sounded, all the various big and small powers who were watching the battle quieted down at this moment, as their eyes burned with excitement at the stage where the decisive battle was taking place in the holographic projection.

This was because they all understood what the bell meant.

That was, the last battle at the peak of Hundred Sects Competition, was about to begin!

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