Chapter 142 Winning and Loss

In the blink of an eye, six days have passed, but the number of people outside the Talisman Tower has not only not decreased, but is constantly increasing, and their eyes are all looking at the eighth floor of the Talisman Tower, where a dot of light remains motionless.

"Six days..."

At the top of the crowd, Master Yan rolled his throat slightly, and his gaze, like everyone else, raised his head and stared at the eighth floor light spot.

Originally, they believed that whether it was Lin Dong or Zhou Tong, even if one of them could forcibly rush into the eighth level, it would definitely not last long. But this time, the facts once again made them understand that they guessed wrong again.

That light spot has been on the eighth floor for six days. If it weren't for the absolute confidence in the Talisman Tower, many people would probably think whether the light spot was displayed incorrectly...

"If this person is Zhou Tong, my Yancheng Talisman Association will probably be suppressed from the future. Even the Capital Talisman Association would be threatened that day." Master Yan's face was a little solemn. He knew the consequences of this matter, but under such nervous worry, he also had the best expectation in his heart...

That is the person who successfully entered the eighth level, not Zhou Tong, but Lin Dong!

If this is true, then in the Yan City, a talisman master who shocked the Great Yan Dynasty would probably be born in the future!

The talisman master, at that level, even those top powerhouses who have entered the third realm of creation do not dare to neglect anything. He can move mountains with just one thought. His strength, looking at the Great Flame Dynasty, can be considered truly first-class!

However...when Lin Dong and Zhou Tong were not yet showing up, the only thing they could do was wait.

When the waiting time continued to the seventh day, the light spots in the Fu Master Tower were already extremely few, and most of the ones who could still stay in it were already elites among the young Fu Masters in the two cities.

At noon on the seventh day, Liu Long and Cao Zhu also walked out of the Talisman Tower with a gloomy expression. Both of them looked a little embarrassed, with blood on their hands. However, looking at the divine light in their eyes, they seemed in very good condition. It seems that the practice of these days has benefited them a lot.

As soon as the two of them walked out, they saw the dense figures outside the Fu Master Tower. They were stunned at the moment, especially when many eyes suddenly turned to them, their hearts were even more shocked. They were stunned for a moment, and then walked out carefully and then slipped to Han Yun.

"Master Han, what's wrong?" Liu Long and the others were shocked by this strange scene and asked carefully.

Han Yun did not answer, but raised his chin to the Fu Master Tower. Seeing this, Liu Long and the others quickly looked up. Then, their eyes remained at the eighth floor, and their mouths suddenly opened wide.

“The eighth floor?!”

He took a deep breath of air conditioning, and then Liu Long and the others said ecstaticly: "Is it Senior Brother Zhou Tong?!"

In the eyes of the two of them, Zhou Tong's ability is absolutely unquestionable. No one in this Yan City can compete with him. If anyone can enter the eighth level, he would probably be his.

However, as soon as they blurted out their voices, they saw Han Yun's mouth twitching, but they didn't answer.

Seeing his appearance, Liu Long and his two faces changed, and they tentatively said: "Is it that Zi Yue?"

Han Yun shook his head slowly and tried his best to calm his voice: "It may be Lin Dong, but Zhou Tong is more likely."

"Maybe it was Lin Dong..."

Hearing this sentence, Liu Long and his two bodies trembled uncontrollably, looked at each other, and felt an uncontrollable horror surge in their hearts. That guy... could actually compete with Senior Brother Zhou Tong?

"It must be the eldest brother." Liu Long smiled reluctantly, but when he saw the silent Han Yun, his heart couldn't help but slowly sinking.

Cao Zhu, who was standing by, didn't dare to say a word. Originally, they told Lin Dong that he would spit out the food he had eaten, but the current situation made him understand that he would not provoke this person in the future. This loss was just a lesson.

Although he is crazy, he is not stupid. He knows very well that if Lin Dong really can enter the eighth level, the potential he has will be terrifyingly strong. That kind of person is not something he can shake.

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After Liu Long and his two left the Fu Shi Tower, there were only the last three light spots left, and everyone knew which three light spots represented.

On the seventh day, the light spot on the sixth floor disappeared, but soon, a graceful purple figure appeared at the entrance of the Fu Shima Tower.

Looking at Zi Yue who showed up, some uproar came from outside the Fu Shima Tower. Since the former has appeared, it is completely certain that the last two light spots in the Fu Shima Tower are indeed Lin Dong and Zhou Tong.

When Zi Yue saw the black crowd outside the tower when she left the tower, a trace of surprise also flashed across her pretty face as cold as ice, but then she scattered invisible, took a broken step and walked to Master Yan, and said softly: "Sorry, teacher."

"Haha, just do your best." Master Yan smiled and shook his head, then raised his head and said, "And who wins and who loses, it's not certain..."

Upon hearing this, Zi Yue also raised her head, and when her beautiful eyes condensed in the eighth layer of light spot, her slender jade hand suddenly tightened, and the calm heart also caused a storm of waves.

"Who is it?" Zi Yue asked with a trembling voice.

"I don't know yet." Master Yan smiled bitterly and said, "It may be Zhou Tong, or Lin Dong..."

"Lin Dong..." Zi Yue's teeth bit her red lips. Thinking of the boy, she didn't expect that the ordinary boy could compete with the most outstanding young talisman master in Tianhuo City.

"I have a mediocre vision." Zi Yue shook her head with a self-deprecating heart. The young man she thought could not play a big role now, but now he has shouldered the honor and disgrace of the entire Yancheng Talisman Master.

As Zi Yue walked out of the Fu Shi Tower, the air outside the tower became extremely tense in the next time. Everyone understood that anyone who walked out of the tower next would decide the final outcome of this tower fight!

After this tormenting waiting, another two days passed slowly...

When the time reached the ninth day, a sudden scream came from outside the Fu Master Tower. This sound almost instantly ignited the tense atmosphere.

"The light spot on the seventh floor is coming down!"

All eyes moved suddenly, and then they saw that the light spot that had occupied the nine-day time on the seventh floor was moving down layer by layer...

Looking at the layers of light spots, everyone outside the Fu Shi Tower suddenly stood up, and their eyes gathered at the gate without blinking.

The person who appeared here would tell them that the final winner of this tower fight!

Under the gaze of everyone, in just a few minutes, the light spot appeared the bottom layer...

Outside the Fu Master Tower, it became much quieter. A faint sound of footsteps sounded from the tower. After a moment, a blurred figure walked out of the dark area and slowly appeared under the gaze of those eyes.

Looking at the man standing at the gate of Fu Shi Tower, with a slightly tired and depressed expression, the Fu Shi Tower was silent in an instant, and the breeze blew past, squirting the fallen leaves on the ground...

Zhou Tong!

His eyes were frozen at the gate of the Fu Master Tower, but a dizzy feeling surged in Han Yun's mind. Liu Long beside him and those Fu Masters from Tianhuo City also had an incredible look on his face at this moment.

When they were unbelievable, some people couldn't help but look at the eighth floor again. After confirming that the light spot still existed, they took a deep breath of air conditioning.

The answer came out. The person who successfully entered the eighth level was not Zhou Tong, but Lin Dong!

The silence remained for a moment, and then it was broken by the deafening cheers of the Yancheng Talisman Master. After two years of losing to Tianhuo City, their Yancheng finally won.

Hearing the trembling cheers on the ground, Master Yan's old face also had a smile of relief. He breathed a sigh of relief. This time, he had bet right...

Beside him, Zi Yue pursed her red lips, her beautiful eyes looked at the eighth layer of light. The coldness in her eyes seemed to melt a lot at this moment. No matter how cold and arrogant she was, under Lin Dong's amazing performance today, she had to say she was convinced!

Amid the many cheers, Zhou Tong walked out silently, and then his footsteps stopped in front of Han Yun and rubbed his face hard. The decadence on his face completely dissipated, and the divine light was replied in his eyes.

"Let's go back to Tianhuo City."

Zhou Tong said calmly to Han Yun, and it seemed that he had not become depressed because of this failure.

Looking at Zhou Tong's calm expression, Han Yun smiled bitterly, but didn't scold him. Even he admired the former's mentality. Even if such a person is not as good as Lin Dong in the future, he will definitely achieve great success.

As soon as Zhou Tong finished speaking, he took the lead in lifting his legs and walked outside, and the crowd around him quickly spread out.

Leading Tianhuo City and his group, Zhou Tong went out. When he was about to get out of the crowd, his steps suddenly paused. At this moment, the focus of the audience was on him. When he saw his steps stop, he immediately projected his attention.

"Master Yan, please tell Lin Dong that I lost this time, but next time, if there is still a chance, I will definitely beat him!"

The sound fell, and Zhou Tong did not stop, but gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"This guy is defeated or not, he is a character..." Looking at Zhou Tong's figure moving away, Master Yan sighed lightly and said.

When the talisman masters around him heard this, they nodded. Although they were defeated, Zhou Tong's demeanor this time was indeed impressive.

Master Yan smiled slightly, turned his head, and looked at the light spot on the eighth floor of the Talisman Tower.

"Haha, but this guy from Yancheng is even more a big shot..."
Chapter completed!