I gained a lot from the battle just now, gained a lot of insights, and still have a lot of physical strength left. If I fight again while the iron is hot, it doesn't matter even if I lose.
Once the board information was updated, there was an explosion among gamblers.
"This Konoha is going to play again!"
"What? The opponent is actually Jiao Fan!"
"Jiao Fan!"
“Let’s see what the odds are?”
"Jiao Fan vs. Konoha, 0.3 to 3.5!"
Seeing such a ratio, some people hesitate. The greater the risk, the greater the benefit!
Ling Han didn't pay attention to this. He returned to his peak condition before the fight started and went out to fight!
Looking at Jiao Fan in front of him, he was only twenty years old, with short straight hair, handsome eyebrows, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and wearing black and red fighting clothes.
Rub your palms together, eager to try.
"Jiao Fan, record of thirty-nine wins and three losses!"
"Konoha, one win and zero losses!"
"The contest begins!"
Before Ling Han could think about it, Jiao Fan slashed through the air with a tiger claw, and the fiery red energy was about to explode.
The speed was so fast that Ling Han had no time to dodge completely. His clothes were torn to pieces, and the flesh he touched was burning and painful. Jiao Fan was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, attacking one after another.
All the power of Ling Han's essence and blood exploded, and his muscles gathered blood and flashed an explosive posture. Fighting with fists and claws.
This Jiao Fan is more powerful than the previous Huo Chuan, and every claw contains the burning of fire. The two punched and clawed, and collided several times in the ring, causing the audience to scream.
"Come on Konoha!"
Ling Han's fans gradually began to appear below, cheering for Ling Han. Ling Han couldn't care about that much, and he would do whatever he wanted to do.
You scratch my paw, I'll punch you.
When Jiao Fan saw Ling Han's brutal fighting style, it really hurt when his fist hit him! Not only was he extremely puzzled. Does it depend on who can carry it to the end?
After Ling Han punched out, Jiao Fan took advantage of the force to retreat, forming seals with his hands, and instantly, streams of fire spewed out.
Ten fingers grow a foot of fire blade, which is very majestic. What he practices should be fire-related skills, so he has such strange spiritual skills.
Ling Han analyzed, so he also took a few steps back and spread out his posture, staying the same to cope with all changes.
The corners of Jiao Fan's mouth raised slightly, and he played with ten fire blades, dancing like a fire lotus. Suddenly the soles of his feet erupted and launched an offensive towards Ling Han.
Ling Han took a few steps back and was about to fall off the ring. He exerted force on his legs and looped in the air behind Jiao Fan.
Looking at several blood marks on his chest and arms, burning pain spread throughout his body. This Jiao Fan is extremely tricky, has strong melee combat capabilities, and has a fire blade that is even more powerful.
Weapons are not allowed in the ring competition. The fire blade is a spiritual skill, and Ling Han cannot use a sword, so he has to carry it with his body. We must fight quickly, otherwise we may fall first!
Another wave of offensive has begun, and another bloody battle is about to begin! Ling Han gritted his teeth and rushed over fiercely, fighting to the death and fighting bloody!
The two were extremely fast, intertwined in the blink of an eye, and then quickly separated.
Time stands still!
One person was covered in blood and his skin was torn! One person's mouth twitched, unbelievable!
Finally, Jiao Fan fell! Ling Han won!
The collision was like this. Ling Han took the initiative to face Jiao Fan with the attitude of sharing the same fate.
The left arm was filled with the power of essence and blood, and it was able to resist Jiao Fan's ten fire blades. The right arm gathered all the remaining power and blasted Jiao Fan from the side.
At the moment of lightning and flint, whoever is faster is stronger!
Ling Han's left arm was scarred and painful, and he used his right fist to knock out his opponent. The excitement in the audience had nothing to do with Ling Han. He held his left arm and walked to the place where he placed his bets.
Lan Yu's eyes were full of admiration, and she handed over a porcelain bottle and said anxiously: "This is the elixir for treating burns. Please apply it on the wound."
"Thank you, it's nothing serious!" Ling Han took the medicine bottle anyway, forced a smile, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How many spirit stones did you win this time?"
"The odds are 1 to 6, and the net profit is one hundred and ninety-two mid-grade spiritual stones." He took out a bag and handed it to Ling Han.
"Here are twenty-two high-grade spiritual stones and four medium-grade spiritual stones. Please count them." The pretty face of the beautiful blue jade had a look of worry.
He took the spirit stone, thanked him and said goodbye, turned around and left. After leaving the Yuling Tower, they entered an inn. Throw a mid-grade spiritual stone to the shopkeeper. "One room, five jars of strong liquor, and buy me two sets of clothes."
The shopkeeper had never seen anything like this before, so he wasn't surprised that Ling Han was covered in blood. Stroking the middle-grade spiritual stone, his face was full of joy. After giving instructions to the waiter, he personally led Ling Han into a high-class elegant room.
Soon, five jars of strong wine were delivered.
Ling Han poured the liquor into the tub, took out a few bottles of medicinal powder from the ring and sprinkled it into the tub, took off his clothes and jumped in...
"hiss……"
The pain was unbearable... strong wine was poured into the open wound, and the taste... was like the pain of thousands of ants eating the heart.
The waiter bought the clothes, put them on the bed silently, and walked out blankly. "He is truly a god!"
After a long time, Ling Han woke up, no pain at all, only a great feeling! I feel so refreshed when I wake up!
Feeling the strength all over the body, the essence and blood are flowing in the body, nourishing the muscles inch by inch. "The power of essence and blood breaks through to the peak of the grass realm!"
After the baptism of two battles, coupled with the stimulation of drugs and spirits, Ling Han has been completely strengthened! The power of essence and blood reaches a new level!
After training, soak the body in medicinal wine, and the power of essence and blood can be increased. This is the method given to him by his father. The medicinal powder is extracted from spiritual herbs.
This secret recipe is very effective in the grass realm. When you reach the wood realm, you have to find another method. Essence and blood cultivation must be so cruel and painful. Otherwise, the mainland would not be the world of spiritual masters.
After putting on clean clothes and walking out of the room, the shopkeeper greeted him. He handed Ling Han a bag. Ling Han opened it and saw that it contained some silver.
The shopkeeper said: "A medium-grade spiritual stone is worth one tael of gold, and your consumption is only two taels of silver. This is what is left."
Ling Han took out three taels of silver and put the rest into the shopkeeper's hands. "Give it to you."
Then, turn around and leave.
Ling Han harvested twenty-two high-grade spiritual stones and four medium-grade spiritual stones during this trip. One high-grade spiritual stone is equal to ten middle-grade spiritual stones, and one medium-grade spiritual stone is equal to ten low-grade spiritual stones.
A low-grade spiritual stone is worth one tael of silver. A medium-grade spiritual stone is worth ten taels of silver, which is equivalent to one tael of gold.
Ling Han is now worth more than two hundred taels of gold! He is a rich man.
An ordinary family of three eats and drinks well, but only consumes three taels of silver a month.
Buy some fish, buy some daily necessities such as meat and flour and rice, enough for a big bag. Ling Han carried it and walked towards Liu's house.
I always felt like someone was following me on the road. When I stopped to look, the person disappeared again. Ling Han thought to himself, could it be someone from the Yuling Tower Competition Arena? Want to rob yourself?
You can't even see them in deserted alleys. Forget it, let's see if he can keep up.
So we went around in big circles for several times, and then we returned to Liu's house after the sun gradually set.
