Chapter 1129: The Fourth Senior Brother Almost Played Himself to Death

On the stone pillar, the Great Elder's face appeared somewhat unsightly. His worst fear occurred, the geniuses who went on stage in the first round started throwing matches. Ye Wushuang must be familiar with Han Buzhu, otherwise, she definitely wouldn't have deliberately lost to him. By that logic, the remaining members of the two-person teams might all concede to each other to conserve strength for the final stages, rendering his planned strategies useless.

Relying solely on Wu Chengjue, he could only advance his disciple one more step. The situation seemed a bit tricky.

In the audience seats, the cultivators were excited, with most having believed Liu Jinshui's words and betting on Han Buzhu's victory. They did not expect this match to be rigged, which led to them making a killing. That fat guy wasn't so bad after all. He spoke the honest truth and really treated them like family. Brilliant!