Cheng Ling looked at Zhang Shidao coldly, a trace of anger welling up in his heart. The Iron Sword Club is simply too overwhelming. The duel in the arena is based on winning or losing. Wherever you fail, you will find a backer. They will pester you endlessly, and you must regain your face!
He looked at Zhang Shidao coldly, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. Zhang Shidao was shocked. He was no match for Cheng Ling, and the look in his eyes seemed to have improved his combat power. Damn it, why didn't Lu Yiqing come?
"You must have an arena showdown?" Cheng Ling asked coldly.
"Yes, two thousand contribution points, just be prepared!" Although Zhang Shidao was afraid, he couldn't lose face, and said with a stern expression.
"Okay, I'll wait here! But if you really plan to enter the ring, the number of contribution points must be changed!" Cheng Ling smiled sinisterly. Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll let you suffer some hardships!
"You think it's so easy to get my two thousand contribution points? There's no need to discuss this matter. It's absolutely necessary!" Zhang Shidao thought that the other party wanted to reduce his contribution points, so he hurriedly refused.
"Yes, what Zhang Shidao means is what I mean. Two thousand contribution points cannot be less!" The voice came, and Lu Yiqing finally arrived.
Cheng Ling smiled calmly and said: "Who said I would reduce my contribution points? If I really plan to fight, I will bet big, 20,000 contribution points!"
The two of them were shocked. As soon as Cheng Ling opened his mouth, the contribution points increased tenfold. Twenty thousand contribution points was not a small amount, and Lu Yiqing couldn't even get it! He said angrily: "Cheng Ling, don't be too arrogant. Can you afford 20,000 contribution points?"
Cheng Ling sneered and threw out the disciple token. The number on it clearly showed that the contribution points were 25,500 points. As for the previous number, he hid it, and he could only see the contribution point value at the back!
The two were shocked, how could Cheng Ling have so many contributions. In an instant, Lu Yiqing was overjoyed again. So many contribution points were prepared for him. As long as he defeated him, those contribution points would all belong to him.
He sneered and said, "In that case, as you wish, twenty thousand contribution points!" After that, he turned to Zhang Shidao and said, "Lend me your contribution points!"
Zhang Shidao looked bitter and said: "I don't have much contribution, only one thousand left!"
Lu Yiqing secretly cursed the loser and said to Cheng Ling: "Then let you relax for a while and wait in the nearby arena. I will come over when I have enough contribution points!"
Cheng Ling waved his hand and walked towards the nearest competition ring!
The news spread quickly, and the disciples in the academy were all shocked. Such a big gamble is really rare, and everyone rushes towards the ring where the two are dueling.
In less than half an hour, the ring was packed with people. At this time, some disciples set up a bet on the spot and bet on the outcome of their battle.
Cheng Ling was sitting cross-legged on the ring, bored. Lu Yiqing hadn't come over yet. When he saw the gambling game, he thought of Liu Ming. He smiled evilly and asked the disciple who set up the gambling game: "Senior brother, how do you calculate the odds?"
The disciple was refreshed and asked the master in person, which was really rare. He glanced at Cheng Ling and said, "Cheng Ling, you'd better not know!"
I really can't bear it. As the younger brother of "Iron Lion" Lu Yihong, Lu Yiqing's cultivation level has reached the golden elixir perfection, which is enough to enter the top two hundred in the outer sect.
On the other hand, Cheng Ling is just a new disciple with little reputation, so his odds are naturally astonishing. In order to avoid mood swings before the duel, it is better not to tell him!
Cheng Ling smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I want to play too, so just bet 5,500 contribution points. Bet on me to win!"
The disciple was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Since you insist on insisting, I will accept the bet!" He even showed the certificate
He didn't even intend to give it, so he decided that Cheng Ling would lose.
After waiting for another half an hour, Lu Yiqing came over, accompanied by an old man, but he was not the old swordsman.
After the old man came to the stage, he asked the opponent to sign the duel document, explained a few words about the scene, and announced that the duel had begun!
Lu Yiqing laughed and said: "Thank you so much for taking the initiative to send me contribution points. With them, I can exchange for the Four Seasons Swordsmanship that I dream of!"
"Oh, so what if you lose, you're not afraid of those creditors coming!" Cheng Ling said with a smile.
Lu Yiqing sneered and said, "Losing? Stop daydreaming. It only takes ten moves and I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
"Stop talking nonsense, you can't win even if you talk too much!"
"You are seeking death!"
Lu Yiqing could no longer bear it. He swung his long sword and shouted "Seven Stars Shining!" Seven sword energies attacked Cheng Ling from all directions. He wanted to defeat Cheng Ling as quickly as possible and take advantage of the situation to frighten the other new disciples and let them know that iron is The power of the Sword Club!
Cheng Ling used both feet to exert force, and saw the weak spot in the sword energy, and instantly penetrated it. Lu Yiqing was shocked, this kid was so fast.
"Seven Stars Chain"
Continue to attack, the sword style changes, one move after another, see how you dodge.
But Cheng Ling's movement skills are so mysterious that he cannot limit the seven killing moves before and after him. He keeps moving in front of him, and until now, he has not used his sword!
Lu Yiqing was furious. This was naked contempt. When would it be the new disciple's turn to despise him?
"Star Pointing Sword", "Star Breaking Sword", "Star Exploding Sword"
Three moves in a row, attacking Cheng Ling non-stop!
The audience was dazzled and talked about it.
"Senior Brother Lu is becoming more and more proficient in the Pointing Star Swordsmanship!"
"Why doesn't Cheng Ling fight back? Doesn't he even have the strength to fight back? It's in vain that I still have expectations for him and bet a thousand contribution points."
"You want to get rich overnight, right? It's just because his odds are higher, it's ten to one!"
"Then what can I do? Senior Brother Lu's odds are only 1.5 to 1, which is too low! Even if I win, I can't exchange for the secret book of Pointing Star Swordsmanship!"
"This is called stealing chicken but losing rice. It's better now. Even the last thousand contribution points have been lost. I'm afraid I have to do another month of tasks!"
"Hey, it's really unlucky. Cheng Ling, try your best. Even if you lose, don't be unable to pull out the sword!"
The audience was enthusiastic and encouraged both sides, but the majority still supported Lu Yiqing.
Cheng Ling waited for him to use more than a dozen moves, but when he saw that his swordsmanship was only average, much different from the swordsman in the Kendo Tower, he had no intention of watching anymore.
With a "clang" sound, the Thunder Cloud Sword finally came out of its sheath and struck out at Lu Yiqing's flaw. This sword moves like a rabbit and is as fast as thunder, and it is so amazing! In an instant, the long sword defeated all Lu Yiqing's sword moves and lay across the bottom of his neck!
"Hiss~~~~~!"
The audience screamed like a rattlesnake. With just one sword strike, Lu Yiqing's vitals were restrained. If he made even the slightest move, he would be separated. That sword was so domineering and stunning!
The presiding elder's eyes flashed, he looked deeply at Cheng Ling, and announced: "Cheng Ling wins this battle!"
Lu Yiqing raised his head half-way, his eyes filled with disbelief. Why was he defeated with just one sword strike? How could he be so strong? Even the elder brother cannot make him admit defeat with just one sword strike!
In an instant, he remembered that the bet for this duel was 20,000 contribution points, and he only had 6,000 contribution points.
Yep, the fourteen thousand are all borrowed, what should I get in return? He yelled, rolled his eyes, fell over and fainted!
Cheng Ling didn't care at all. The contribution points were already in the elder's hands. Even if he pretended to be stunned, he couldn't escape. He calmly sheathed the sword, swept his consciousness, grabbed the disciple who opened the village, and said: "Senior brother, I won, I don't know how many contribution points I can get!"
The disciple was about to run away, but he didn't expect to be caught immediately. He said tremblingly: "Don't dare, Senior Brother Cheng, your odds are 1 to 10, and you can get 55,000 contribution points!"
Cheng Ling smiled, threw out his disciple token, and said, "Then let's go!"
The disciple had no choice but to transfer the contribution points. However, after taking a look, he found that he still made a profit. It turned out that most of the disciples bet on Lu Yi Qingsheng. He was overjoyed, but before he could be happy for long, a large group of disciples came over.
"Haha, I'm betting on Cheng Ling, and I'll pay you ten for each one. I've staked my entire fortune on it, five thousand contribution points, and you have to pay me fifty thousand!"
"Me too, I bet a thousand contribution points, Point Star Swordsmanship is beckoning to me, quickly lose money!"
"And me, I pledged two thousand."
"I have three thousand."
"..."
"Ahhhh~~!" The disciple screamed miserably, rolled his eyes, and fell down!
"Hey, don't pretend to be confused. Do you think we can't see it? You are as virtuous as Lu Yiqing. Pay the money quickly...! We won't leave until you pay the money!"
Cheng Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly, no longer caring about those disciples, took Lu Yiqing's 20,000 contribution points, and left the decisive battle arena!
Attic No. 25,000, one day has passed since yesterday's decisive battle. Cheng Ling sat quietly in the hall, recalling his experience in the Kendo Tower. This time I broke into the Sword Dao Tower and gained a lot.
His sword intent, cultivation, body skills, and swordsmanship have all been greatly improved. Originally, he thought that he had reached the peak of the golden elixir and could not improve again. Unexpectedly, after the experience of the Kendo Tower, I have made great progress, and now I have really reached the limit of the Golden Core stage.
He exhaled and murmured: "It's time to break through the Nascent Soul. I don't know what the situation is like in the inner door!"
At this moment, there was a fluctuation in the ban outside the door. He frowned. Could it be that the people of the Iron Sword Club were still determined to force him to do something dangerous?
He got up angrily and came to the ban. When he looked up, he saw a young man in front of him. His face was swollen and his clothes were in tatters. He was the disciple who was gambling yesterday!
Cheng Ling smiled and asked, "It's you, why are you here?"
The disciple looked bitter and said, "Senior Brother Cheng, my younger brother's name is Wu Chenlong. You have done me a terrible job!"
Cheng Ling said: "Of course there are profits and losses in gambling, so how can it be said to be harmful? At that time, you couldn't bear to let me lose. If you have anything to say, please say it quickly. If nothing happens, just leave!"
Wu Chenlong said bitterly: "Senior Brother Cheng is unaware that you have offended the entire Iron Sword Society. The situation is not good. I just want to remind you."
Cheng Ling's heart moved. Wu Chenlong had a good heart. He couldn't protect himself, so he wanted to remind him. With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he saw the opponent's late-stage Jindan cultivation, and said, "Come in and talk!" After saying that, he opened the ban!
Wu Chenlong breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked in. As soon as he entered, he looked at Cheng Ling in shock and asked, "Senior brother's residence is so remote, and the spiritual energy is too thin. How can I practice?"
Cheng Ling said calmly: "Come with me!"
After saying that, he took Wu Chenlong up to the second floor. When he reached the second floor, Wu Chenlong was even more surprised. The aura here was ten times stronger than the attic in the central area. How did he do it?
