Gambling Match

On the way to the martial arts competition, Lei Luo looked at Mashiro Sakuraku and frowned. She looked listless and did not know what was wrong with her.

However, she only watched from the side. There were not as many people as yesterday. There were only 100 arenas left. This time, they were going to fight five rounds in batches. This was to prevent some unpresentable warriors from taking advantage of the competition.

Only Lei Luo looked so calm. The others looked especially nervous, deeply afraid that they would draw some experts.

He stood below the arenas and chatted with Miyamoto Musashi and Linghua.

"You have to be careful of Xirong from the treasure house. This person is still very powerful. I fought with him for a very long time last time..."

"And then?"

Miyamoto Musashi chuckled.

"In the end, I still reluctantly defeated him. Seeing that we were so close, he might strike a little harder."