I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1134: The Dispersal Chapter 1133: Chapter 1134: The Dispersal Watching the smug Li Xiaobai on the stage, a group of cultivators was filled with indignant fury, lashing out with both words and writing. If only their strength permitted, they would have loved to descend into the arena themselves and take him down.

What the hell, it turns out the platform was rife with shady dealings; that Long Aotian effortlessly advanced round by round all the way to the end with bye matches, and this Han Buzhu was fighting fixed matches all along. Every formidable opponent he faced, without exception, gave up due to all sorts of strange and bizarre reasons—a bunch of fakes.

How were they supposed to play with this? They had placed heavy bets on Su Yunbing. Was their hard-earned Immortal Stones going down the drain just like that?

“Damn it!”

“I bet three million top-grade Immortal Stones. To think Su Yunbing was actually involved in a fixed match!”

“Three million is nothing. Look at that guy over there who bet ten million, he’s probably contemplating suicide now!”

“What a sham of a competition, rigged with dark schemes through and through. This won’t do; this match doesn’t count. Where’s that fatso? Give me back my Immortal Stones!”

The cultivators at the foot of the stage were red-faced and thick-necked with anger, but aside from themselves, no one else gave them any heed. Liu Jinshui had slipped away early on. Only now did they genuinely realize that they had been duped. That fatty was so darn crafty; he was in cahoots with the ones rigging the matches on the stage!