665: C665 Another Burst of Cold

C665 Another Burst of Cold

"Alright, alright, stop messing around. This meal is almost over. Hurry up and eat something. Don't miss the next match."

Zhan Tian was also feeling very awkward, he could only pretend to be a Chief Captain and pretended to be serious.

However, because Old Lei and Lu Ming had been fighting for a long time and had to wait for Old Lei to wake up, it was already rather late.

After the others finished eating lunch, the next match had already announced that the contestants were ready.

It was as if he had been infected by Old Lei, who had almost defeated the strong with his own strength, or as if he had fallen into a state of complete silence the past few days without any surprises or ripples.

In short, this match had unexpectedly caused a huge uproar.

"In the nineteenth round of group stages, Sun An, administrator of the Celestial Sect formation gate, against a rogue cultivator, Sun An, the competition will begin in ten minutes."

The deacon of the Celestial Sect array gate, Sun An, was also a seeded participant this time, and was ranked fourth, one rank higher than the head of the Profound Mountain Ancestor, Bai Yinglong.

And the Rogue Cultivator with the weird "G", who had a code name or a code name, had an even more resounding nickname: God of Gun.

Not to mention the Chinese cultivation world, even in the world of cultivators, at this level, one could still focus on firearms. It could be said that it was a phoenix feather horn, so G was also very famous in the industry.

However, his fame had mostly originated from his special cultivation and battle methods, and not from his strength and cultivation level.

This was because in the incidents that had occurred before G, most of them were just small fights and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

However, after this battle, it was likely that most of the people present would have a better impression of this image.

He wore a black windbreaker, black leather shoes, and black gloves. He wore a black, round-edged G and stood expressionlessly at the side of the competition arena.

Before the match had even officially begun, his hand had already reached his waist.

On both sides of his yellow belt was a holster without a holster. Inside the holster were two ordinary-looking pistols.

G pulled a napkin out of his space belt and blew his nose...

"I'm sorry, I have rhinitis."

G was still expressionless as he explained to Sun Youdao to indicate that he had no other intentions.

On the other side, Sun Yan, who was wearing a grey magic robe covered in runes filled with spirit energy, did not reveal anything towards G, the main station weapon that was exposed, but instead placed the napkin in her space belt. Furthermore, she did not display anything towards Sky Rank nor her unique behavior of Rhinitis.

"Then, let the battle begin!"

As the vice sect leader in charge of foreign affairs, he was already used to seeing experts with strange personalities. As a result, he still professionally carried out his criticism and officially announced the start of the competition.

A formation master was a type of cultivator that could suppress long-range battles.

Furthermore, with the previous example of the first seed, Yuwen Haoce, as well as Sun Beng's cautious personality, he was not overconfident in this battle.

As soon as the match began, he released the formations stored within the formation diagram in an instant.

Not only did it interfere with G's five senses, it also greatly blocked its consciousness. Although it was far from the fog surrounding the Black Mountain, the effect was still far greater than it was in terms of range.

This was an elementary maze array, causing the space within the array to become chaotic to a certain degree. Those who didn't know the array wouldn't be able to move an inch.

A few small trap arrays, as long as something was accidentally triggered, it would cause a series of troubles.

Countless array glyphs could be seen. As long as one approached the array or stepped into the trap array, countless array glyphs would appear and encircle them.

Finally, in the eyes of the array, there was a very strong defensive array around Sun Youdao. It was one of the highest level array that Sun Youdao could set up at the moment.

Logically speaking, Sun Yan's action was actually enough to give face to G and to be cautious.2

Although Sun Wei had yet to use his full strength, the consumption was truly not small.

Besides, he couldn't ask them to use all their trump cards the moment they appeared, no matter what.

In fact, the reason why Sun Yan was doing this was mainly because Yuwen Zhe had been eliminated by accident. She issued a death order for him to advance again and again cautiously and smoothly.

According to his speculation before the match, when he would be setting up the array, G would take advantage of the moment when the array was not yet complete and forcefully attack.

When his attacks had no effect, he wouldn't step into any of the formations aside from the unavoidable Fog Formation.

Then, he would leisurely lay down some long-ranged attacks, or use one or a few of the countless methods to slowly grind down victory.

However, from the start of the match, when he saw Sun Biao's G, he didn't have any intention of fighting. He took out another napkin and blew his nose again.

Then, when all the formations were activated, he walked step by step towards the layers of the array in the fog.

"Da …" "Da …" "Da …"

G's shoes made a slow, unhurried sound as they hit the ground.

However, if an expert wanted to pay attention, they would notice that every sound was exactly the same.

If you could see what was happening in the fog, you would be even more surprised to find that the distance between each step was measured in millimeters, the exact same distance.

"Interesting."

On the peak of the fire Eight Trigrams Mountain, the only person who could clearly see the situation within the dense fog was Zhan Tian, smiling as he spoke.

"Aiya, I lost. I should have borrowed money and bet on it."

Although Bai Zhantang could not see what was going on inside, he did not know if it was because he used that half a year of prophecy to sense anything.

However, the rest of the people, including most of the people on the other mountain ranges other than the Upper Sky warriors, could only shout in dissatisfaction. They could only look at the blue and white fog with a stunned expression.

Da Da Da …" "Da Da Da …

The sound of footsteps in the fog suddenly became faster and faster.

Bang, bang bang bang …

The rhythmic sounds of gunfire let the audience know that the battle had truly begun.

However, just as these audiences were about to quieten down and get ready to listen to the noises, they suddenly saw a flash of brilliance, which could not even be concealed by the fog, and the gunshots disappeared.

"Victory, Rogue Cultivator G!"

vice sect leader Tang painfully announced the results of the competition.

He could foresee that another great uproar would follow.

Furthermore, the complaints about the insider information and unspoken rules of the competition this time around would probably not be suppressed so easily.

Because in this competition, the majority of the people did not know what had happened from the start to the end, and this was also the second time their China Sword Competition had exploded.

One round was still fine, but the top thirty-two of the first round had already caused two unexpected accidents, and it was still a big one. Even he himself began to wonder what was going on with this round.

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