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!"