"Forty-eight thousand high-grade spirit cores, excluding the eight thousand bets, there are still forty thousand left!"

Tapping on the top-grade spirit cores stored in large boxes in the Lower Void Ring, Han Chen smiled slightly, "This business is not bad!"

The bet placed in the morning, now it is only dusk, just one day, 8,000 high-grade spirit cores directly multiplied sixfold, excluding their own bets as the principal of 8,000, a total of 40,000 high-grade spirit cores were won, and 5,000 filled a box, which was enough to fill eight large boxes.

You must know that even if it is an eighth-grade mid-grade sect, it can only harvest 10,000 high-grade spirit cores at most in a year, or even less, and Han Chen has only one day, and he has obtained 40,000 pieces, which is equivalent to four years of income from others, this business is not only good, it is simply a huge profit.

But then again, no matter how much Han Chen wins, he can't make as much as others set up gambling games.

Today's eight games, but to everyone's surprise, dark horses appear frequently, five of the disciples of the nine major sects are defeated, this result makes many martial artists lose blood, and also makes those sects that set up gambling games make a lot of money.

"It's a pity, there is only one such opportunity, and you won't be able to earn so much next time!" Touching the empty ring on his finger, Han Chen said helplessly.

Before today's game, everyone did not play against each other, the real strength was not shown, the hole cards were also hidden, who was strong and who was weak who could not be seen, so the odds of everyone would be extremely high, low and very low.

And after today's game, because of everyone's respective tables. The odds have also changed dramatically.

Among them, the odds of absolute godlessness have nearly doubled from the original fifteen to one, reaching forty to one, which is simply scaring people to death, such terrifying odds, it can be said that there is no profit at all.

And the two of Baili Chitose and Yuejue have also increased their odds a lot because of the amazing table of today's game. The odds are 30 to 1. The odds of the moon are 25 to 1.

After all, in comparison, Baili Qiansui defeated Mu Shaobai with sixteen swords, and defeated King Nie Ren in more than two hundred moves than Yuejue. Be much stronger. Naturally, the odds can't be the same as before.

In addition to these three people, the odds of others have also been adjusted a lot, basically according to today's victory or defeat. and the strength of the strength. Either up or down.

Han Chen's odds. From one to five in the morning, it has been increased to ten to one now, an increase of three times.

Shook his head. Han Chen didn't think much about it, patted the long sword on his back, and walked towards the direction where the Zhengfeng Courtyard was located.

Although the place of the competition and the Arena were both in the inner city, and the distance was only separated by a few main roads, because of the end of the competition, the streets were already overcrowded, and even if Han Chen had the speed of traveling five or six thousand miles in an hour, he would not be able to show it at all.

It wasn't until the moon was bright and the stars were scarce that Han Chen finally returned to the Fighting Courtyard.

Stepping through the gate and entering it, the courtyard at this time was brightly lit, and a big red lantern was hung on each three zhang of the corridor, illuminating the surroundings.

It's a pity that with the game going on to this day, in the current battle courtyard, in addition to Han Chen, there are only three people, Na Mochen, Qianshan Wudao and Ye Youming, a total of four, but it is too rare.

However, for Han Chen, it doesn't make a difference whether there are more people or fewer people, anyway, he is used to being alone, and he doesn't care too much about being greeted and talking all night.

He returned to his courtyard down the corridor, and not long after entering the house, the maid brought the meal.

Han Chen was not surprised, after eating, he cleaned up, changed into a soft robe, went to bed, and entered the cultivation.

With the profundity of his cultivation, it was already extremely difficult to go further, especially since Han Chen had just broken through to the mid-stage realm of the Eight-Star Sword Spirit yesterday.

Therefore, Han Chen just kept a trace of his mind, ran the exercises, absorbed the aura that was rolling and converging from heaven and earth, and then took out the Heavenly Venerable Realm Jade, attached it to his chest, and let the warm breath in it circulate in his body, refining the true yuan, and then he didn't care anymore.

Most of the other minds were all gathered in the sea of knowledge.

In the misty sea of knowledge, Han Chen slowly emerged, his figure was slightly illusory, and he retreated from the Guiguzi on the side.

"Boom!" the sound of the water rising and falling came from underfoot.

Looking down at the endless ocean under his feet, Han Chen smiled slightly. This sea of souls is truly the same as an ordinary ocean.

"Today's few games are not bad, and it will be good for you to take a look!" Guiguzi sat in the void, raised his eyes, looked at Han Chen and smiled faintly.

Hearing this, Han Chen retracted his gaze and nodded lightly. Today's eight games, he watched attentively.

The snow without a trace of the ice blade, the thousand mountains without a way, and the crazy knife of the Nie Ren King made him see the strength of other weapons and martial arts in addition to the way of the sword among the younger generation.

Yang Wuji's "Jiuyang Yao Tiangong", Nangong Xingchen's "Seven Stars Leaving the Sky Sword Technique", and Yue Jue's "Ruthless Sword Technique" also allowed him to see the subtlety and power of the Nine Great Sects, which is called the Zhenzong Peerless Sect.

At the same time, Mo Chen's ink spirit body, Baili Qiantoi's cloud-like ethereal swordsmanship, and other people's expressions all broadened his horizons a lot.

All in all, today's eight games were all very exciting, and he was amazed.

And the main purpose of his cultivation today is also to use the unique effect of increasing comprehension in the Fighting Courtyard to digest all the gains from today's observation and integrate them into himself.

Taking a light breath, Han Chen raised his hand and waved towards the void in front of him, and in an instant, countless points of light rose from the endless sea of souls under his feet, converging together and turning into a huge curtain of light.

Looking at the light curtain condensed by the soul power in front of him, Han Chen sat down in the void, and then his heart moved, and the scene of the first game between Xue Wuxian and Lei Lingyun during the day appeared on the light curtain.

Condensing the light curtain with soul power, and then reproducing the memories in his mind in an impactful way, this was Han Chen's first attempt.

Looking at the light curtain, Xue Wuxian and Lei Lingyun fought again, this feeling was amazing, as if time had gone back and returned to the moment when the morning game began.

This is also a benefit that soul power gets after entering the soul sea realm.

Enlightenment in this way is much faster and more profound than entering enlightenment with mental recollection.

After all, no matter how deep the memory is, where can it be clear and thorough to re-interpret again!

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, his mind was completely constricted, Han Chen raised his head, his gaze fell on the light curtain, and he watched the battle intently again.

At this time, in the depths of the sea of knowledge, there was no noise and noise of the surrounding martial artists, no forbidden storage zài, and no other worries, Han Chen was quickly completely immersed in the battle between Xue Wuxian and Lei Lingyun.

It didn't take long for the first game between the two to end, with Lei Lingyun's defeat.

Immediately after that, the light curtain flashed slightly, and in the second game, the match between Mo Chen and Yang Wuji also proceeded quickly.

Looking at the two people fighting on the light curtain, Han Chen's mind naturally extended from the center of his eyebrows, and then immersed himself in the light curtain.

Suddenly, Han Chen's mind shook slightly, and his vision also changed, and his surroundings were no longer in his familiar sea of knowledge, but a martial arts platform, and what was in front of him was not the light curtain, but Yang Wuji, whose face was gloomy and ugly.

At this time, Yang Wuji was holding the huge blood-red long sword, and with amazing energy, he burst over.

Han Chen's heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his sword to resist, but then he felt that his body at this time was not under his control at all.

The soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and a fierce force erupted under the soles of his feet, and his body was vertical, and he took a few steps backwards, and Yang Wuji's huge blood-red long sword grazed his body, but it fell into the air.

"Ink dots!"

With a burst of shouts, without waiting for Yang Wuji to put away his sword, he stepped on the ground again with the soles of his feet, and the true yuan in his body rolled, and he had already raised his sword to meet it.

Bell, bell, bell

The deafening sound of the clash of fine iron resounded in his ears.

It's just that Han Chen didn't react at all at this time, because at this time, he was already shocked by the scene in front of him.

At this time, I turned out to be inky!!

I just habitually wanted to perceive it with my mind, but I didn't expect it to become like this.

At this time, Han Chen really wanted to withdraw his mind and stabilize Guiguzi.

But soon, this thought was put behind him, because at this time, he was completely immersed in the fierce battle between Mo Chen and Yang Wuji.

It's better to be on the sidelines than to be there.

As a bystander, what you see is always one side. Only when you are truly immersed in the scene can you feel the deep situation of the other party and the various responses made.

Han Chen stayed in Mochen's body like this, and with Mochen's eyes and Mochen's five senses and six senses, he personally experienced the scene of the battle between Mochen and Yang Wuji at that time.

Soon, Mo Chen blasted Yang Wuji into the air, and with the continuous swing of the sword, Yang Wuji was always blocked in the air, flying towards the outside of the martial arts platform, unable to fall.

Swish!

At this time, Yang Wuji was already extremely close to the martial fighting platform, and the ink dust suddenly erupted, and a sword swung out, slashing Yang Wuji out of the martial fighting platform.

Seeing this scene, Han Chen suddenly thought in his heart, "Since I can become Mo Chen and feel the scene of the two fighting, then I should also be able to become Yang Wuji, right?"

When the thought fell, Han Chen's mind moved, his vision changed instantly, and countless martial artists in the blue sky, white clouds, martial arts platforms, and stands quickly shook in his eyes, and the strong wind pierced his ears, and his body was in time and space. (To be continued......)