Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

"I feel the same way."

They quickly sketched out an image of a person in their minds, a guy who looked a bit silly.

This guy looks stupid, but he's actually doing the most infuriating things.

Chapter 1171 Ximen Chuixue: Loneliness Like Snow

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling suffered greatly because of this, and even after two thousand years, they still haven't forgotten it.

I wonder how that guy is doing now.

At this moment, Dog Brother followed behind Zhen Yuanzi, watching as his strength gradually recovered, but there was no sign of him awakening his past life memories.

On the arena, Bu Jingyun disappeared with the Shangyun Sword. It's unknown whether he will secretly transform the Shangyun Sword into Kong Ci's appearance later.

The second competition ended, leaving some happy and others sad.

"Hahaha, if Pangu Realm wins another game, I'll make a fortune!" A gambler bet on Pangu Realm to win three consecutive games and was extremely excited.

Lin Zhu remained calm. Although he had gone all in, he had previously bet ninety times his initial stake.

With a flash of light, Ximen Chuixue appeared, and snowflakes began to fall all around. It was unclear whether he was the one blowing them, but he still exuded a very sophisticated aura.

Opposite him, the Frostmourne Sword Spirit was also surrounded by snow.

It looks like snow, but it is not snow; rather, it is a scene created by the solidification of cold, sharp sword light.

The sword light was cold and sharp, and the manifested image became snow.

The Frostsor Sword Spirit sensed the sword intent emanating from Ximen Chuixue, who was a truly pure swordsman.

"I will only use one move," Ximen Chuixue said calmly.

The Frostmourne Sword Spirit said, "You don't need to make a move."

Ximen Chuixue: "Why?"

The Frostsor Sword Spirit unexpectedly said, "I want to acknowledge you as my master. You lack a natal spirit sword, and I lack a master like you."

Ximen Chuixue said, "You want to become my sword?"

“Not bad.” Frostmourne Sword Spirit nodded.

Ximen Chuixue nodded. "Then are you ready to accept my test?"

"I'm ready," Frostmourne Sword Spirit said excitedly.

Yan Shisan: No, why should I?

Bu Jingyun: I've been tricked. I concede this round.

Lingbao Realm Lord: They all deserve to die!

From the direction of Pangu Realm, the Jade Emperor said, "I originally thought Bu Jingyun was already quite pretentious, but I didn't expect someone to be even more pretentious than him. Whose disciple is this?"

The Master of Heaven turned to look at the Jade Emperor. "This is my disciple. What, does Your Majesty have a problem with this?"

The Jade Emperor's legs went weak, and he almost lost his footing. "No, absolutely not, Master, you've misunderstood. I just think this young brother is destined to achieve the Great Dao in the future."

The Master of Heaven snorted, "That's more like it."

On the arena, Ximen Chuixue unleashed a sword strike—a pure and simple strike that caused no unusual phenomena, yet it made it clear that few at the same level could withstand it.

The Frostmourne Sword Spirit caught it, its spirit form appearing and disappearing intermittently before finally stabilizing, though fading somewhat.

"How about it? May I become your sword?"

Ximen Chuixue stretched out his hand and said, "Come here."

The Frostmourne Sword Spirit transformed into a sword and fell into the hands of Ximen Chuixue.

"From now on, you will be called Fubuki Sword."

Ximen Chuixue doesn't need his sword to have a fancy name; he just needs to be awesome.

"It's the master."

The Snowfall Sword hummed softly, allowing Ximen Chuixue to refine it, and then it entered Ximen Chuixue's dantian.

After the first round of betting ended, Lingbao Realm Lord paid his bet with great resentment, without uttering a word.

Then prepare for the second round.

He also knew that he had made a mistake in the last period, actually choosing three players who were hard countered by the opponent, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the time.

This time he chose three different ones, Pangu Realm, get ready!

On the other side, Lin Zhu held the nineteenth-grade Life Jade Lotus in his hands, and was overjoyed.

If it grows two more grades, the Jade Lotus of Life will become a mid-grade Chaos Spiritual Root (treasure).

Ximen Chuixue and Yan Shisan returned to their respective camps, while Bu Jingyun was summoned by Nie Feng at Houtu's behest and officially became a laborer in the Underworld.

Lin Zhu patted his shoulder and said, "Bu Jingyun, work hard. When you have accumulated enough merit, you will be able to find Kong Ci's true spirit in the cycle of reincarnation. At that time, you can help him rebuild his physical body."

Upon hearing this, Bu Jingyun's eyes lit up. "Young Master Lin, is this true?"

“Really, provided you have enough merit,” Zhao Min said confidently, “but your current strength is still a bit lacking.”

This time, Bu Jingyun, Ximen Chuixue, and Yan Shisan all obtained their natal spirit swords, so the Great Dao Blessing was no longer available, since the raw materials were not provided.

Back then, Nie Feng had a nine-game winning streak, which allowed him to break through to the Law Realm and master the Law of Wind.

Lin Zhu also won several matches and finally created the Heavenly Thunder, which also had its costs, and the Great Dao may have rewarded him with a portion of it.

Bu Jingyun received an affirmative answer and thought to himself, 'I will definitely work hard to improve my strength and work diligently in the future.'

Lin Zhu, observing Bu Jingyun's expression, nodded inwardly, 'This is a good horse.'

The second round of combat begins.

On the Pangu Realm side, Sun Wukong stepped forward and shouted, "This time, I, Old Sun, will go! I've been watching for so long, and I'm itching to join in!"

It doesn't matter if he doesn't use the Golden Cudgel; he can condense one using his own magical power.

Moreover, when he celebrated at the Great Sage's Mansion, Lin Zhu gave him a gift: a basic manual of Lin Zhu's martial arts, as well as a wealth of martial arts knowledge and artistic conception.

Centuries have passed, and he has mastered it all.

Nezha didn't participate. He knew his own limitations and knew that without his magic weapons, he was no match for Sun Wukong.

Yang Jian didn't go either. He had broken through to the Hunyuan Realm, which was a pity. He was stuck in the middle, unable to advance even if he wanted to.

Taiyi Zhenren patted Nezha on the shoulder and said, "Child, don't worry, there will be another chance in the next Chaos Era."

Nezha slapped Taiyi Zhenren's hand away, saying, "I know, I don't need your comfort."

One dotes on the other, the other dislikes them.

Taiyi Zhenren patted Nezha's head, "My good disciple has become much more sensible."

This time, Nezha didn't slap Taiyi's hand away; he just rolled his eyes.

In the Underworld camp, Xiang Yu was itching for a fight and stepped forward, saying, "This junior requests permission to fight."

He possesses the power of a mixed-elemental warrior, but he is already at the Law Realm.

The Law Realm is stable for now.

Seeing that Houtu nodded, Pangu agreed, "Okay, count you in."

"I'll go next," Lu Bu couldn't resist and stepped forward.

Lu Lingqi reached out and grabbed him, "Father, you're not good enough, your skills are still lacking!"

"How can you talk like that? What's wrong with your father?"

"Get down, don't be courting death." Houtu waved her hand, suppressing Lü Bu in place, then looked at a rather refined-looking man, "Bai Qi, you go."

"As you command." Bai Qi slowly stepped forward, with what appeared to be mountains of corpses and seas of blood behind him.

Upon seeing that it was Bai Qi who appeared, Lü Bu immediately ceased his attack.

In the underworld, under the command of the Fengdu Emperor, some people were not afraid of Fengdu and were not convinced by Xiang Yu, but even Han Xin, who had spoken arrogantly back then, dared not provoke Bai Qi.

This is a god of death.

I remember that year, the Styx River almost came over to snatch people from Houtu.

Bai Qi, the God of Slaughter, is just that awesome.

On the other side, the Lingbao Realm Lord had also chosen their spirits.

The Overlord Cauldron, the Mad God Spear, and the Profound Heavy Dragon Blade.

With one defense and two offenses, the margin for error is maximized.

I don't know what the final match will be like, but it will definitely be different from the last game.

Chapter 1172 Xing Tian's Brain

"Both sides select their members, matchmaking begins. Match successful. First match: Xiang Yu from the Pangu Realm vs. Xuanzhong Panlong Blade Spirit from the Lingbao Realm; Second match: Sun Wukong from the Pangu Realm vs. Batian Ding Spirit from the Lingbao Realm; Third match: Bai Qi from the Pangu Realm vs. Kuangshen Qiang Spirit from the Lingbao Realm."

Seeing this matching result, Lin Zhu was still somewhat uncertain.

He knew about Sun Wukong, but he really didn't know much about Bai Qi and Xiang Yu, so he looked at Houtu.

Houtu said, "Xiang Yu and Bai Qi both possess combat power that surpasses their own realm; they can win."

There was no hidden meaning in these words.

Seeing Houtu speak with such certainty, Nuwa, Xihe, Wangshu, Xiwangmu, and other female Daoist masters decided to follow suit and go all in.

For a moment, I was eager to try it out.

The other Dao Lords were skeptical, but seeing the expressions of the female Dao Lords, they decided not to be polite anymore.

"Start placing bets: Pangu Realm three consecutive wins, payout 10; two wins and one loss, payout 1. Lingbao Realm three consecutive wins, payout 10; two wins and one loss, payout 1.

Everyone was waiting for the next final result to bet on, but then the result was lost.

"Have the rules changed again?"

That's right. Last time we only made a small profit, but because of this bet on the final result, the main road was canceled this time.