Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1650: Gambling Battle (2)

Chapter 1650 - 1650: Gambling Battle (2)

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But he also knew that he hadn’t mastered power enough.

He had too few means.

Despite his swordsmanship and divine abilities, they were actually not very effective against the mighty beings of the Primordial Chaos level,

Even the powerful among the Immortal Venerables were not afraid of such methods.

Beyond the Immortal Venerablespure strength, above Immortal Venerable was the control of the origin laws.

Han Muye controlled more rules than most Immortal Venerables.

But his opponents were not ordinary Immortal Venerables.

If he were to trigger the calamity, he would ultimately confront the powerful beings of the Heavenly Cycle Battlefield and those powerful Immortal Venerables who had survived countless calamities.

In the presence of such powerful individuals, his methods were insufficient.

So Han Muye had been searching for his own tactics, his own strength.

The power of various rules turned into light circles, enveloping his body.

The moment the power of the rules emerged, he could feel the retreat of the power of this universe.

The Heavenly Dao of the Galaxy Universe had long been suppressed, devoid of its own consciousness, only able to express either favor or fear instinctively.

Against the power of the rules, the Heavenly Dao of this universe was powerless.

In other words, Sage Realm individuals could transcend the jurisdiction of this universe’s Heavenly Dao, achieving immortality..

From this perspective, the strong individuals in the Galaxy Universe should not all perish with the decline of the world’s power.

Perhaps there were still some hidden in a corner, like the powerful individuals hiding in the Heavenly Cycle battlefields of the Primordial Chaos Universe.

For three days, Han Muye did not take a step out of the inn room. All he did was cultivate.

Only on the day the gambling match between the Zheng Family and the Cao Family of Yuyang City began did he leave the room, going out of the city with

He Yangsun.

The gambling location was outside the city in the mine.

A hundred miles outside the city, before a range of green-gray mountains, Han Muye saw a group of people already waiting.

Zheng Changtian, the head of the Zheng family, and Zheng Sheng, the First Elder, were both sitting on their long-horned warhorses.

There were also many Armor Masters and Puppet Masters from the Zheng Family, as well as some guard cultivators and junior disciples.

Seeing Han Muye and He Yangsun arrive under the escort of the merchant caravan guards, the people of the Zheng Family showed joy on their faces.

Zheng Changkong cupped his hands at Han Muye in surprise.

Han Muye wanted to remind him about the 110,000 origin coins he owed, but he decided to wait until after the gambling match.

After all, it was not appropriate to demand payment at this time.

A female cultivator riding a fiery red long-horned warhorse looked at He Yangsun and blushed slightly.

That was He Yangsun’s fiancée, the granddaughter of the Zheng family’s head, Zheng Changtian, Zheng Yuyan.

“Boom—”

In the distance, a large group of people and horses rushed over, causing rumbling sounds to reverberate.

The people of the Cao Family of Yuyang City!

Leading them was an elderly man with gray hair sitting on a black-armored one-horned gray wolf.

Behind them, nearly a hundred cultivators with different figures had solemn auras.

There were also numerous Battle Puppets that exuded a cold and majestic aura.

“Zheng Sheng, is it worth it for your Zheng Family to come out in full force for this origin stone mine?” the old man on the one-horned gray wolf shouted.

“Hmph, Cao Tie, if you didn’t want the origin stones, you wouldn’t have traveled thousands of miles to come here, right!”

Zheng Sheng sneered.

This mine should have belonged to the Zheng Family in the first place. After all, it was just outside Maple Forest City.

It was the Zheng family’s fault for being careless. They did not expect the reserves to be so large, allowing the Cao Family to cheat them out of their share.

Both families were fighting to make the other withdraw.

The Cao family, being farther away, suffered some disadvantages.

Today’s gambling match was proposed by the Cao family. If the Cao Family lost, they would give up the mine.

“Haha, since that’s the case, then there’s nothing more to say between us.” Cao Tie laughed heartily, then his gaze swept over the people around Zheng Sheng.

He was a level six Puppet Master. Apart from Zheng Sheng, no one present surpa.s.sed him.

Except for the strange aura emanating from Han Muye, everyone else was either below the sixth level as Puppet Masters or Armor Masters.

Zheng Sheng also a.s.sessed the other party and heaved a sigh of relief.

The other party did not have an existence that surpa.s.sed him.

“Cao Tie, why don’t we fight in the first round?” Zheng Sheng asked in a clear voice.

His words caused Cao Tie’s expression to change slightly.

He wanted to fight Zheng Sheng, but not now.

“It’s better to let the lowest-level elites of the clan compete according to the rules. Let’s see which of the two families’ juniors is stronger.”

As Cao Tie spoke, he waved his hand.

Behind him, a young man with a saber in his hand urged his horse forward. “I’m Cao Jun of the Cao Family, a level one Armor Master,” he said, as he brandished a long saber, covered in black Battle Armor.

A dazzling light radiated from the Battle Armor, as if it were trying to extend three inches beyond the body.

This was a sign that the power of the Battle Armor was extremely compatible with the qi, blood, and physical strength of the body. It could unleash the strongest power of the armor.

Such a level-one Armor Master was definitely a top figure among Armor Masters.

Cao Jun glanced at the level one Armor Masters and Puppet Masters of the Zheng family. Seeing them lower their heads, he smiled.

He was confident that very few people in the same realm could be his match.

At the very least, none of the Zheng family’s peers were worthy of his attention.

Zheng Sheng coughed lightly and turned to look at He Yangsun.

He Yangsun nodded and rode his double-horned horse forward. Then, he cupped his hands.

“I’m He Yangsun from the He Family in PaG.o.da City.

“l haven’t been certified as an Armor Master or a Puppet Master yet.”

PaG.o.da City, He Family?

Cao Jun frowned.

And he hasn’t been certified as an Armor Master or a Puppet Master yet.

Is this person here to die?

Is the Zheng family giving up on this round because they know that they are bound to lose?