The arena formation shook, and the barrier flickered in and out due to the shaking of the formation base, alarming everyone in the Qi refining area.
Everyone who was not fighting during the Qi Refining Period ran over and gathered around the ring in admiration. No one could tell whether the Jiuyin Anaconda was real or fake.
"According to common sense, it cannot be true. How can any Qi refining monk be able to control such a ferocious beast as the Nine Yin Anaconda?"
"But you can see that the details are consistent with the description on the jade slip. What kind of illusion array can condense such a real illusion?"
"I guess it's true"
"False! The magic weapon she used must have a magic array!"
Before everyone could come to a conclusion, the Jiuyin Anaconda had wrapped around the strong man and made him unable to move. The meteor hammer he controlled fell from mid-air without even getting close to Zhong Lingge.
There was a loud bang, accompanied by the strong man's cry of pain, and the formation flashed with inspiration to exclude him, leaving Zhong Lingge, the winner, with a relaxed look on his face.
"Fellow Taoist! Don't rush to repair it! The spirit stone hasn't been given to me yet!"
Zhong Lingge saw the strong man eager to repair the area and jumped down to collect the debt.
The strong man was unhappy, clutching his dull chest. In addition to the pain of being entangled by the nine-yin anaconda, he felt even more heartache!
Ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones!
He made such a big deal just to lure Zhong Lingge into agreeing to the bet, and he didn't believe she would win at all. He only has ten thousand and dozens of low-grade spiritual stones in his entire body. If he takes them out, he will be back in front of the body!
"Young Daoist Zhong, you are a disciple of a large clan, and your master is the True Monarch of Transformation of Gods. Do you think you really value my gambling money?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to default on your debt? Is your inner demon determined not to care?"
Zhong Lingge would not be soft-hearted. How could there be such a good thing in the world? He took the initiative to challenge her and started a bet with the mentality of taking advantage. When he lost, he didn't want to admit it. He took all the advantages.
Fortunately, she had the foresight to make him swear the oath of inner demons, otherwise he would have slipped away to nowhere as soon as he stepped off the stage, and she would have had to look for someone everywhere.
There were many monks watching below the ring, and they could clearly hear the gambling on the stage. Seeing that the strong man wanted to default on his debt, many people started to support him.
"The monk kept his promise, but you also swore an oath, why don't you take any responsibility at all?"
"That's right! You have perfected your Qi training and defended the ring. Instead of looking for a fight with someone of the same level, you want to find someone in the middle stage of Qi refining. Who doesn't know what your plan is?"
"Hey, this is like shooting yourself in the foot. Brother, I advise you to just admit it. There are so many people watching!"
"Okay, okay, I don't care what nonsense you have, you have the mouth to talk!" The strong man knew he was wrong, gritted his teeth, threw the ten thousand spirit stones on the ground and turned around to leave.
Zhong Lingge didn't care, as long as he kept the spirit stone, it didn't matter whether he had an attitude or not. She happily accepted the gambling money. After such an event, she had a good idea to make a fortune.
It would be difficult to satisfy her with just the small reward given by the organizer. She would not compete completely, but she was reluctant to give up the trivial things. She had to compete seriously, but she also felt that the effort she put in could not get her the rewards she wanted.
It's because casual cultivators are smart and think of starting a gambling game as soon as they come in. They can make a fortune on the basis of promotion, and they suddenly have the energy to compete seriously.
Zhong Lingge became the guardian of the No. 7 ring. She jumped on the stage and started looking around, asking her to see who was suitable to become the lucky big fat sheep?
After watching it for a while, she felt something was wrong. Each of these people avoided her sight. When they met, they pretended to be busy and turned around and left. What do you mean?
After finally taking a liking to a family boy who rolled his eyes at her, Zhong Lingge jumped off the ring and ran in front of him to block the way: "Fellow Taoist, how about a challenge?"
When the young man looked at his brothers and sisters running away, he felt a lump in his throat and ran a step slower!
In front of so many people, he was trying to save his face, but he had to bite the bullet and agree: "If you challenge me, challenge me. No one is afraid of you!"
The young man was in the late stage of Qi refining and looked much older than Zhong Lingge, so he was naturally taller and stronger than her.
When he got on the stage and saw the petite and thin Zhong Lingge opposite him, the young man felt that the previous battle might have been a fluke. She might not be that powerful, but just a casual cultivator.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, what's your surname?" Zhong Lingge took the initiative to get closer, his smile was very friendly, and there was no word "liar" written on his face.
Seeing her silly smile, the young man felt that she was just a child, so he became less defensive and more contemptuous. "You don't care what my last name is! I'm not going to deal with you anyway, so it's better for everyone if I don't ask a few questions!"
Zhong Lingge blinked and did not ask any more questions. He changed the topic and asked: "Then are you willing to play a bet with me like just now? If I win, you will give me five thousand lower-grade spiritual stones. If you win, Well, how about I give you fifteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones?"
"Seriously? Are you so generous?" He was not unmoved.
If Zhong Lingge wins, he only needs to give five thousand. Although the amount is not small, he can afford it even if he bites the bullet. But if he wins, Zhong Lingge will give him fifteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones!
This is as much as his total income for several years. He can earn it just by winning this round. It is really a good opportunity to make a fortune.
The only thing that made him hesitate was that Zhong Lingge looked too confident, and the strength she just showed was amazing. What if she won?
"Hey, forget it if you don't want to, then give the next person a chance." Zhong Lingge deliberately spread out his spiritual energy. He had consumed 30% of his spiritual energy in the battle just now. At this moment, it seems that he is not at his peak.
As soon as the young man sensed the fluctuation of her spiritual energy, he felt happy. No matter how powerful she was, she would not be able to win by leaping through the ranks with 70% of her spiritual power!
"Wait a minute! I didn't say I wasn't willing, I was just afraid of taking advantage of you. Then according to the rules you just followed, do you also have to swear an oath of inner demons to guarantee it?"
"Of course! Show the spirit stone first, and then swear."
Zhong Lingge's smile was simple and honest, and he took the initiative to take out fifteen thousand low-grade spiritual stones and swore an inner demon oath that he would never default on his debt.
The young man then flashed his spirit stone and swore. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of gray light. He was alert and immediately activated the defensive suit's spiritual light.
"Hmph, do you think I'm as poor as a casual cultivator?"
"Hehe~"
Zhong Lingge made a hand with his hands and flew around, his fingers like afterimages, invisible spiritual light injected into the tower at an extremely fast speed, and the Nine Yin Anaconda broke through the light and swam out of the second floor.
Although the young man had never seen the real Jiuyin Anaconda, he felt a realistic pressure from the ferocious beast, and when he saw those ferocious beast eyes, his heart tightened. Looking at Zhong Lingge again, her spiritual aura was not unstable at all. It was only a few percent consumed, and it didn't seem to affect her at all.
Oops, the young man who was fooled felt bad. He felt ashamed and angry that he had been fooled. Thinking about what Zhong Lingge had done before, he suddenly felt murderous intention!
If he took the opportunity to kill her, he would be punished by the Xuanyuan Sect and become a good man again dozens or hundreds of years later.
(End of chapter)
