Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class

Time passes little by little.

Batch after batch was carried out in the ring.

As dusk approached, the list on the light screen was updated.

[Zhu Jiahong versus Feng Shaoyuan]

When Zhu Jiahong's name appeared on the light screen, everyone present immediately became excited.

Qingyan is not with Zhu Jiahong now because it was her turn during the period.

Qin Chuan patted Zhu Jiahong on the shoulder, smiled and teased: "Brother Zhu, everyone seems to be eager to see your joke."

Zhu Jiahong said with a smile: "Let them laugh! They will be the ones whose faces hurt the most."

About two hours later, with much anticipation, it was Zhu Jiahong's turn.

For a moment, the whole audience burst into loud shouts, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong bid farewell to Qin Chuan and slowly walked onto the ring. Feng Shaoyuan was already standing on it.

"Senior Brother Feng." Zhu Jiahong bowed politely.

Feng Shaoyuan looked arrogant and said: "To be honest, you don't have to come up at all. I admire your courage."

Zhu Jiahong smiled: "This has nothing to do with courage. Since I signed up, I must participate, right?"

Feng Shaoyuan smiled coldly and said: "It's not my character to bully the weak. If you gave up, I wouldn't do anything to you.

But someone asked me to destroy you, so you can do it on your own! "

Zhu Jiahong said: "I have guessed it a long time ago.

Someone will definitely not make it easy for me. It was Xu Zhanfeng who asked you to do this! "

Feng Shaoyuan said: "Stop being so annoying. Now that you've come up, don't blame me.

By the way, I would like to remind you that it is too late to admit defeat now. "

"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng, for reminding me." Zhu Jiahong bowed and said, "Then let's get started!"

The disciples watching from the sidelines have been impatient and curious about what will happen to Zhu Jiahong.

At the same time, some disciples started placing bets at gambling tables.

The betting in the arena is normal, only Zhu Jiahong's one is special.

In Zhu Jiahong's game, in addition to winning or losing, he also added a few rounds of KO betting.

The odds are relatively high.

The most bets are on the first and second rounds. The more rounds, the greater the odds.

After all, Zhu Jiahong was distracted, while Feng Shaoyuan was Mahayana.

Their realms are very different, just like a child who has just learned to walk fighting with an adult.

As long as Feng Shaoyuan doesn't let go, Iron Nail will be defeated in one face-to-face encounter.

Therefore, which round everyone bets on depends largely on Feng Shaoyuan's mood.

After all, it is a gambling game, and if you hit the mark, you will make a big profit.

"Brother, I bet a thousand top-quality spiritual stones to wish Jiahong victory."

At this time, a voice broke the excitement here.

Everyone around the gambling table was dumbfounded, staring at the person who had just placed the bet in disbelief.

The person who placed the bet was wearing a bark mask and it was Qin Chuan.

"Brother, are you awake?" someone asked.

Qin Chuan replied: "Is there any problem?"

"Brother, Zhu Jiahong is just a distraction, and his opponent is Mahayana. Even a three-year-old child like this knows who will win.

Brother, this is not how you spend your money! "Everyone advised.

Qin Chuan said: "There are always miracles. If Zhu Jiahong wins, then I will make a lot of money."

"I see.

Brother, don’t you think someone is manipulating this game?

I advise you to stop fantasizing.

This Zhu Jiahong will definitely lose miserably today. I advise you to think about it. It's still too late to stop now. "Everyone persuaded again.

Qin Chuan smiled: "But if this little money is gone, it will be gone."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

You must know that this is a thousand pieces of top-quality spiritual stones, not a small amount of money.

Especially for Qingyun Sect disciples, most of them definitely don’t have that much in their pockets.

When they saw that Qin Chuan was so generous, they didn't need to think too much. He must have a lot of background.

For someone with such a big background, there must be a reason for doing things. After all, it was a thousand pieces of top-quality spiritual stones. It would be too wasteful for Sun to just throw them away.

Some people began to doubt whether Zhu Jiahong's competition was really possible.

So, some people also followed Qin Chuan and bet Zhu Jiahong, but the bet was not much, the total amount did not exceed two top-quality spiritual stones.

As they placed their bets, the referee in the ring read out the rules according to the procedure.

The fighting rules of Qingyun Sect disciple Dabi are no different from other places.

Magic weapons, weapons, armors, medicines, etc. below the level of Immortal cannot be used.

Zhu Jiahong and Feng Shaoyuan are both ready, and the disciples outside the field can't wait.

With the referee's order, the duel between the two began.

When the announcement started, the referee gave Feng Shaoyuan a look, and Feng Shaoyuan understood.

Seriously, he didn't want to do this, but after all, the other party was Xu Zhanfeng. If he didn't agree, it would definitely be difficult for him to survive in the Qingyun Sect in the future.

Xu Zhanfeng must be watching the battle now, so Feng Shaoyuan had no choice but to deal a heavy blow to Zhu Jiahong.

"Don't blame me." Feng Shaoyuan said secretly in his heart.

Then, he flashed and turned into an afterimage, instantly appearing behind Zhu Jiahong.

Just when he was about to give Zhu Jiahong a heavy blow on his vest, Zhu Jiahong suddenly turned around, then reached out and slapped Feng Shaoyuan on the chest.

This series of actions happened in an instant, and Feng Shaoyuan didn't react at all.

Because everyone thought that Zhu Jiahong was only in the clone realm and Feng Shaoyuan was in the Mahayana realm, there was no defense at all.

Bang!

Feng Shaoyuan only felt a huge force, which shook his internal organs one after another, and then his body flew away.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples watching the battle were shocked.

At this moment, the audience became silent.

Everyone was shocked by Zhu Jiahong's performance, and it took a long time to recover.

"What...is going on?"

Question mark on everyone's head.

The same is true for Xu Zhanfeng.

"What is Feng Shaoyuan doing? Doesn't he want to hang out in the Qingyun Sect?" Xu Zhanfeng had a sullen face and was very angry.

On the ring, Feng Shaoyuan stabilized his body after flying several hundred meters.

He forgot about the pain in his body and stared at Zhu Jiahong not far away in surprise.

"This is not a power that belongs to the realm of distraction." Feng Shaoyuan has rich combat experience and immediately made a judgment.

"Zhu Jiahong, you have hidden so much knowledge, no wonder you dare to sign up for the competition."

Feng Shaoyuan flew over and said solemnly.

Zhu Jiahong said with a smile: "Senior Brother Feng, that slap just now was okay!"

Feng Shaoyuan snorted coldly: "I was negligent before and was deceived by you.

Now that I know you are hiding your strength, I have to take it seriously. "

Say it!

Feng Shaoyuan turned into an afterimage again, moving irregularly up, down, left and right.

Zhu Jiahong stood there quietly without any movement to parry, looking as if he was about to give up on Xi.

"Others say I am a softie and a waste, but who knows how hard I have worked to become stronger."

Images of himself practicing various spells and martial arts moves against the shadows appeared in Zhu Jiahong's mind.

Because he was not popular, no one wanted to compete with him in martial arts.

He could only practice with his own shadow.

Others may practice a movement several times or a dozen times and it will be fine.

But Zhu Jiahong will practice tens of thousands or millions of times.

This kind of persistence is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Thinking of these and the cynicism he had received, Zhu Jiahong's aura was like a huge wave riding the wind, getting higher and bigger.

His cultivation has changed.

Distraction, integration, practice, transcending tribulations, and finally - Mahayana.

In an instant,

The expressions of the disciples watching the battle changed drastically again, and they were deeply shocked.

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