C67 (1/2)

The second round of the competition ended with the various Patriarchs feeling conflicted. Under the malicious gazes of the Patriarchs, the third round of lottery drawing came to an end.

With only twelve people left to enter the third round, then only six people would remain for the third round to catch up on their skills. Amongst the remaining twelve people, they were all experts of the Fang Clan's younger generation.

However, when he clearly saw who Fang Shaobai's opponent was, he couldn't help but be shocked, and slapped his thigh, gloating: This round, I actually met Fang Shaoying, the number one expert of the younger generation in the side branch. Let's see what kind of luck you, a young master in the main branch, have, I don't believe that your luck will never run out.

In the eyes of the five patriarchs, this should be a battle of attrition, but it was just that the attrition was about to turn into Fang Shaobai.

”Brother Han Tian, since the competition hasn't officially started, should we bet once more?” Lin Shanhe looked at Fang Hantian sinisterly.

”That's right, Brother Han Tian, why don't we make a bet again. The bet is still on peak Hong-rank skills.

”If you keep gambling, Brother Han Tian, you can't just run after winning.”

The other patriarchs who had lost once felt extremely pained, but they thought that it was all an accident, and that it was entirely because of their miscalculation of Fang Shaobai's strength. This time, there really seemed to be a solid profit to be had as everyone stood to the side and spoke up.

As he continued to talk, he continued to watch the battle. He was afraid that the battle between Fang Shaobai and herself would start, and Fang Shaobai would quickly be destroyed, leaving no chance for Fang Hantian to make a comeback.

Fang Hantian looked at the faces of the five Patriarchs and her face twitched. She cursed in her heart, these bastards, they obviously could not afford to lose, they actually wanted to bet on two peak Hong Rank martial skills.

Fang Hantian didn't want to agree. Although Fang Shaobai had easily defeated Fang Yumei, the one facing him was actually Fang Shaoying. The probability of winning was too small, almost zero. He did not believe that Fang Shaobai could change from a warrior with Sixth Stage Martial Disciple to a warrior that could defeat Fang Shaoying in a short span of one month.

That's right, against Fang Shaoying, if she reached the cultivation level of first samurai or higher, she would have no chance of winning.

”Humph, brother Han Tian, you aren't really thinking too much are you?” Seeing how Fang Hantian was looking left and right with hesitation, Lin Shanhe was obviously trying to stall for time.

”That's right, Brother Han Tian, you are the master of the family after all, don't tell me that you are also the kind of person who cannot afford to lose even after winning?”

”Brother Han Tian, if you are truly like this, then we view your opponent's family in a new light.”

The few of them said it one after another, making their words sound extremely unpleasant, to the point that Fang Hantian was almost unable to suppress her anger.

”Everyone, it's not that I don't want to bet with you, but this is our clan's contest conference. Honestly speaking, if I were to win, you all should think that I was just faking it and luring you all into gambling. Besides, this is not the way to treat our guests. ”

Fang Hantian looked around and continued: ”I think it's best if we drink and watch the battle. Men, whoever it is, come over here.

”Wait!” Lin Shanhe panicked, and stood up and angrily said: ”Brother Han Tian, you're really too unlucky, who doesn't have good wine in their house, if you came all the way here just to drink, then we might as well stay at our own house.”

The few patriarchs saw and stood up, their mouths were full of yes ah yes yes, with an expression as though Fang Hantian, if you do not want to bet, then you must not think of escaping.

Seeing that, Fang Hantian knew that she could not hide any longer, and sighed in her heart, she had just earned the power of five of the best peak Hong Ranked Martial Skills, and was about to return them, but if she did not rush out, she would still need to send the five of them back, it was truly a loss, Fang Shaobai, Fang Shaobai, oh Fang Shaobai, look at how much trouble you have caused me.

Fang Hantian had no choice but to agree to the second gamble, but she was unresigned, and snorted: This is something you want to bet with me, if Fang Shaobai wins again, don't say that I'm lying.