Chapter 158 Take a Step to Speak... (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)
There was a sudden silence all around the A-word arena!
All the onlookers were stunned, a move!
Tian Congheng, who was regarded as the top expert of Huaiyin Peak, was cut in seconds!
Before the start of this fight, everyone thought that either Tian Congheng's opponent would directly admit defeat; or Tian Congheng would quickly kill his opponent.
Even if there is an accident, Tian Congheng won't be so easy to win... No one thought that Tian Congheng would lose, and he would be killed instantly!
Most people didn't even see how Pei Ling made a move, they only saw him disappear and reappear suddenly, and Tian Congheng had been split in half.
The blue-robed deacon, who had been expressionless all this time, showed a little surprise, what a quick way to escape! What a fast knife!
Not to mention ordinary monks at the ninth level of Qi training, even the monks at the early stage of human foundation establishment may not be able to dodge the knife just now!
When did Huaiyin Peak produce such a rising star! ?
In the silence, Pei Ling was the first to come back to his senses. He slowly withdrew his knife and looked at the deacon: "I have won."
The deacon suddenly came to his senses, took a deep look at Pei Ling, and announced: "A Twelve wins, next time, A Thirteen vs A Fourteen."
At this time, there was a bang in the audience, and all kinds of discussions broke out like a tide!
"Who is this Jia Twelve?"
"I don't know, is this really someone from our peak?"
"The sect's rules, you can only participate in the Grand Competition at this peak... Is the fine for violators tens or millions of spirit stones? It is impossible for Senior Brother Tian to provoke such an enemy."
"I know who he is! I saw it when I placed the bet just now, Senior Brother Tian Congheng's opponent is Pei Ling!"
"Pei Ling? Could it be that trash kid from the Pei family in Luquan City?"
"That's called Pei Hongnian... I know that trash, don't compare yourself with this brother, the gap is too big!"
"I also know that Pei Hongnian is like a dog in front of Sun Yinglan. If he has one-tenth of the demeanor of this senior brother, hehe, I'm afraid Sun Yinglan will be the dog."
"Damn! Killing Tian Congheng with one blow, this kind of strength can pass the preliminary round with one hand, I have to place a bet quickly!"
The last sentence reminded everyone that the group of people who had flocked over to say hello to Pei Ling huh-lahed, changed direction, and surrounded Cai Ke in an instant!
After getting off the ring, Pei Ling immediately walked towards Cai Ke, and while taking out the receipt, he cursed in his heart those who boasted about Tian Congheng just now. If they hadn't made him feel unconfident, he would have bet hundreds of thousands of spirit stones no matter what!
Seeing everyone's actions, without further ado, Pei Ling used the vampire escape method and appeared in front of Cai Ke first.
Cai Ke smiled a little forcedly at this time. Although most of Huaiyin Peak's disciples came to bet on Tian Congheng in the scene just now, these people are generally short of money. Get a dozen pieces of Lingshi.
So even though there was a gap of 40 odds, after exchanging 100,000 spirit stones for Pei Ling, not only did he not make any money, but he also lost tens of thousands!
If it hadn't been for Pei Ling beheading Tian Congheng, Cai Ke would have wanted to renege on it.
With one hundred thousand spirit stones in the bag, Pei Ling was in a happy mood.
Because the second round of the preliminaries would not start until the first round was over, he went to other arenas to have a look.
It was found that most of the monks' cultivation bases were on the seventh and eighth levels of Qi training, and there were hardly any ninth levels of Qi training, let alone two nine levels of Qi training.
From this point of view, Natian Congheng's luck is really not very good.
Half a day later, the first round of the preliminary round of the competition ended, and three gongs sounded to remind everyone that the second round started.
Pei Ling heard the movement and returned to the Jiazi ring.
"The second round begins." The blue-robed deacon ordered, "A two vs A four."
Jia Er is the seventh-level monk who controlled the corpse before, and Jia Si is the eighth-level Qi training monk.
As soon as the two entered the stage, the deacon had just announced "Start", and A and Er did not hesitate at all: "I admit defeat!"
It took him a lot of effort to deal with a fellow with the same cultivation level as himself just now, let alone the opponent who is now at the eighth level of Qi training?
Rather than suffering a lot after coming on stage, or even being unlucky and dying, it is better to withdraw voluntarily.
"A four wins." The deacon nodded, "Next match, A five vs A eight."
These two monks are both at the seventh level of Qi training, and no one admits defeat. After the deacon announced the start, they immediately started fighting.
Taking advantage of this gap, Pei Ling came to Cai Ke again. Before he could speak, he heard the monk next to him shout first: "In the third round of the second round, I bet on Pei Ling to win."
"I'll bet on Pei Ling too!"
"Here are three thousand spirit stones!" A panting monk rushed over and couldn't wait to push a pile of spirit stones to the banker. "I just borrowed all the people I know, and put all my money on Pei Ling!"
"The rules have changed now." Cai Ke said immediately, "Each bet must not exceed five hundred low-grade spirit stones at most!"
"Fuck! Why? Just now in the first round, didn't you bet randomly?"
"It was just now, and now it can only be this number! If you don't bet, you will be next!" Cai Ke said impatiently.
Damn, I wanted to make a fortune by sitting in the manor, but I lost tens of thousands of spirit stones as soon as I came up.
Now these people still want to continue to take advantage of him?
Even if he has a backer behind him, the spirit stone is not blown by the wind!
Hearing this, Pei Ling suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. The monk who borrowed money to bet hesitated and said, "I bet! By the way, what are the current odds for Pei Ling?"
"One hundred to one!"
Hearing this, Pei Ling turned around and left without saying a word.
Bet up to 500 spirit stones, 100 pays 1, earn 5 spirit stones after tossing around for half a day?
Fuck!
If he had known that Tian Congheng had a false reputation, he should have let go of his brainless just now, let the opponent gain the upper hand, and "resisted hard" for a long time before "finally finding a chance" to hit and kill by mistake.
In this way, everyone might think that he was lucky and could make another fortune.
It's not like now, no, not only now, but all the future markets, he won't make a profit!
If it wasn't for hugging Fairy's thigh, Pei Ling would even have the urge to buy peripherals...
Soon, the second round of the second round ended, and Jiaba won.
After Jiaba stepped down, the third match began.
The deacon shouted: "A Nine vs. A Twelve."
Pei Ling stepped onto the ring, and his opponent was a seven-level Qi training monk.
The opponent quickly conceded defeat and stepped down, so fast that Pei Ling didn't even have time to pull out the life-hate knife.
In the next game, A14 vs. A15.
A fourteenth is the ninth level of qi training that is rarely seen in Huaiyin Peak, and a fifteenth is the seventh level of qi training. There is no suspense in this competition, and A fourteenth won directly.
After stepping off the stage, A14 came to find Pei Ling: "Junior Brother Pei, my name is Fang Ye. I wonder if Junior Brother can take a moment to talk?"
Pei Ling nodded, and when the two walked to a secluded place, Pei Ling asked, "What advice do you have, Senior Brother?"
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