Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 100 sword forest bet
Back then, Fang Chenâs strength was not as strong as Yuwen Batianâs, but as time passed, his strength gradually caught up to Yuwen Batianâs.
âWhat about the stakes?â Fang Chen asked coldly.
âItâs just a small fight, how about a hundred Ten Thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones?â Yuwen Batian laughed sinisterly.
âAlright.â
Looking at Fang Chenâs back figure, a trace of killing intent flashed across Yuwen Batianâs eyes.
The reason why he made the bet with Fang Chen was to agitate Fang Chen. If he went a little further, once he exceeded his limit, he would definitely suffer from the backlash from the sword forest, and at that time, even if he didnât die, he would still be severely injured.
âThatâs right, although we are both from A Level 4 Talent Warrior in the Sword Dao, Fang Chen is truly inferior to you.â
However, at this moment, the moment Fang Chen stepped into the sword forest, he immediately felt an ancient aura.
âThe Sword Truth Breath is very rich.â
Fang Chen looked around, in the entire sword forest, all he could see were long swords stabbed into the ground, some were broken swords, some were rusty swords, in short, the entire sword forest was made up of long swords.
âI wonder what happened here in the ancient times to cause such a strange sword forest to appear.â Fang Chen said.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Chen had already traveled ten meters away. At this moment, Fang Chen finally felt the pressure and his speed had slowed down as well.
A warrior could not stay in the sword forest for too long, so Fang Chen immediately stopped thinking about it and continued to move forward.
âNo âŚâ I cannot lose to Yuwen Batian. â
Suddenly, Fang Chen shouted in his heart.
The sword Qi within the sword forest was continuously being absorbed by the golden heart, allowing Fang Chen to feel at ease for an instant.
âItâs a golden heart.â
Fang Chen sensed the changes in his surroundings and was overjoyed. He immediately took a step forward and continued to move forward.
The golden heart continued to absorb the Sword Qi from the sword forest, allowing Fang Chen to advance easily. However, what Fang Chen did not notice was âŚ
As the golden heart beat faster, the swords that were stabbed into the ground in the sword forest seemed to move.
Their swords tilted towards Fang Chen slightly, as though they were worshipping him, but unfortunately, Fang Chen did not notice any of their movements.
âI wonder whatâs going on with this golden heartâ Fang Chen whispered as he walked.
Because, at this moment, Fang Chen had already reached the end of the sword forest.
âFang Chen, I thought you died in sword forest.â Yuwen Batian spoke first.
âThatâs right, Fang Chen, your character is really problematic. Losing is losing, why would you lie?â
Fang Chen didnât pay attention to the surrounding disciples. He looked at Yuwen Batian and asked solemnly: âDo you think so too?â
Pausing for a moment, Yuwen Batian continued: âEvery meter has a long sword stuck into the ground, and at the place where the long sword is located, there are some spiritual herbs. I will first take out a spiritual herb to prove my result, then you can go in.â
Hearing Yuwen Batianâs words, all the disciples nodded their heads, this was the best method so far.
âAlright.â
Fang Chen nodded and said.
âThis is Purple Spirit Grass, a Purple Spirit Grass that is only present twenty-five meters away. This should be enough proof of my result right?â Yuwen Batian held onto a stalk of Purple Soul Grass and said with a grin.
âHow is this possible?â Yuwen Batian cried out involuntarily.
Thinking about that, everyone inhaled a deep breath of cold air and could not help but look at Fang Chen.
At this time, Fang Chen reached out his hand, and said with a grin: âGive me one hundred Ten Thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones.â