I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

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As soon as he finished speaking, sun Yinglan gave Zhao Yan a backhanded slap.

The force was so great that Zhao Yan suddenly turned to the side and spat out two teeth.

The bootlickers were about to laugh, but they were all stunned.

Zhao Yan covered his face with a dumbfounded expression. He did not know what he had said wrong. This PEI Ling did not give Senior Sister sun any face previously, and it was not just a day or two that Senior Sister sun bore a grudge against him. Now that he was helping Senior Sister sun vent her anger, why did he get slapped instead?

PEI Hongnian was also stunned, but his heart immediately swayed."Could it be that Junior Sister Yinglan, for my sake ..."

Just as he was thinking about this, sun Yinglan had already put on a smile and said to PEI Ling,"Junior Brother PEI, it's been a long time. Senior Sister has high hopes for you!"

As she spoke, she walked gracefully to the front of the Zhuang family."Here's a hundred spirit stones, I'll bet on Junior Brother PEI Ling."

She felt hatred in her heart. It was not easy for her to take the risk and escape from the inner sect's battle last time. In the end, she wanted to take advantage of this outer sect competition to see if she could find a few promising bootlickers. Who knew that before the competition even started, that bastard Zhao Yan had already brainlessly attracted hatred for her.

In order not to get into trouble, she had no choice but to take out a hundred spirit stones.

This was a total of 100 spirit stones ... PEI Hongnian would need a few days to save up enough for her even if he didn't eat or drink!

He had originally planned to buy a dress and jewelry that the other party would like when he found a suitable bootlicker ...

It really hurt just thinking about it.

Thinking up to this point, sun Yinglan once again glared at Zhao Yan. She decided not to bring this brain-dead man out anymore. How unlucky!

Regardless of whether her reputation was good or bad, sun Yinglan's reputation at scholartree peak was much greater than PEI Ling's.

The Zhuang family was still asking about PEI Ling's situation earlier. Upon hearing this, they accepted the spiritual stones without hesitation and even smiled and complimented, " "Senior Sister sun has always had a good eye. This Junior Brother PEI will definitely win."

PEI Ling found it strange. He hadn't seen sun Yinglan for a while, but why did her personality change so much?

However, he didn't think much of it. After sun Yinglan left with her lackeys, he said to the Zhuang family,"Here are 10000 lower spiritual stones, I'll bet on myself."

"10000 lower spiritual stones?" The Zhuang family was stunned when they heard this. They did not immediately accept the spirit stones, but cupped their hands and said, " I'm cai ke. May I ask which family are you from, Junior Brother? "

"The PEI family of Luquan City," PEI Ling calmly replied.

When Cai ke heard this, a strange look flashed in her eyes."So it's junior Brother PEI. Please wait a moment, Junior Brother PEI."

As he spoke, he poured out the spirit stones that PEI Ling had handed over and checked them one by one. He even picked one randomly and held it in his palm to cultivate for a while. After confirming that they were all true spirit stones, he put on a smile again. &Quot; Junior Brother PEI, you're so generous! &Quot;

He immediately became enthusiastic. &Quot; Junior Brother, you don't look familiar. It might be your first time placing a bet. Let me introduce you to the game. &Quot;

"There are two types of bets here. The first type is the winner of the preliminaries. Just now, Senior Sister sun bet that Junior Brother will be able to get this spot. The second is to bet on the specific number of matches."

&Quot; the first one, you can place your bet now. &Quot;

&Quot; for the second case, you have to wait until the drawing of lots is over and we know the specific match between the two parties before you can open the bet. &Quot;

&Quot; however, because Junior Brother wants to fight personally, you can only bet on yourself to win and not on yourself to lose. &Quot;

"The first option, I bet on myself to win." PEI Ling nodded slightly.

Cai ke immediately took out the bill he had prepared. &Quot; Junior Brother, please keep it well. There is a stamp of my spiritual power on it. If it is fake or tampered with, according to the sect rules, you will be fined ten times the amount. Also, if you lose it, you can't replace it. You can't recognize the ticket. &Quot;

As PEI Ling was currently not famous at scholartree Yin peak, the odds were not high, only one to one.

After he collected his ticket and left, another person squeezed over to place his bet.

Cai ke couldn't help but be surprised when she saw who it was. She hurriedly greeted,"Senior brother Tian congheng!"

"I bet on myself to win." Tian congheng was a senior disciple of scholartree Yin peak, so he did not even need to explain the situation. He immediately threw out the spirit stones and said, " here are 8000 low-grade spirit stones. Also, three bottles of bone-tempering pills, two bottles of qi and blood pills, and five bottles of Vitality Pills. &Quot;

Cai ke laughed dryly,"senior brother Tian, I originally only accept spirit stones, but since you're here, I have to give you some face." However, Shixiong's strength is obvious to all of the peak, so we can't give too high a return."

"What are the odds?" Tian congheng frowned and asked.

"At most, the odds are one to twenty." &Quot; of course. &Quot; Cai ke smiled apologetically. &Quot; if senior brother feels that it's inappropriate, then ... &Quot;

As he spoke, he placed the spirit stones and elixir back into Tian congheng's hands. His refusal was obvious.

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PEI Ling waited by the side of arena a for some time before the registration finally ended.

At this time, three gongs were heard from not far away. Immediately, a blue-robed Deacon with bronze embroidered on his sleeves walked up to the first ring and shouted, " "The competition begins. A1 and A2, come up!"

Soon, two cultivators jumped onto the stage and began to fight.

These two cultivators seemed to be at the seventh level of the Qi refining stage. One was tall and the other was short. The tall one's face was pale and he was carrying a gunny sack on his back. The shorter one had short and thick limbs, looked strong and had a fierce expression.

The blue-robed Deacon briefly explained the rules. &Quot; the outer sect competition doesn't restrict methods and doesn't care about life and death. Those who admit defeat will lose on the spot, and the winner can't kill them all. &Quot;

"Do you all understand?"

The deacon looked around and saw that everyone, especially A1 and A2, was nodding their heads. There were even people who squeezed over to Cai ke's side to place their bets. He then stepped aside and said, " begin! &Quot;

Before he could finish his sentence, bronze runes appeared all over the short cultivator's body. Two horns appeared on his forehead and he activated The Green Ghost combat body. He roared and charged at the tall cultivator.

The tall cultivator was expressionless. He pulled off the sack behind him, and a Scarlet-black corpse puppet instantly appeared in front of him. It also let out an angry roar and raised its fist to punch the short cultivator.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

Both sides were evenly matched, and they fought back and forth.

"Kill him! Hurry up! Quickly kill them!"

"Kill the main body first, ignore the corpse puppet! Right! Go around it, kill ... Damn it! How did he manage to Dodge it?"

"Cut off his head! Chop off his legs! Cut his neck! Hurry up! Just a little faster! I almost hit it!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill them all!"

PEI Ling watched quietly. After a while, the short cultivator let out a miserable cry and the corpse puppet with a broken arm threw him out of the arena, claiming victory for its master.

"Number two wins." The blue-robed Deacon announced expressionlessly, " the next match, A3 versus A4. &Quot;

A3 and A4 appeared later. The former was at Qi disciple Level 7, while the latter was at Qi disciple level 8.

Seeing this, A3 didn't think much. When the deacon shouted " start ", he immediately admitted defeat.

It was the same after that. Only when the two cultivators were at the same cultivation level would they make a move. Once there was a difference in cultivation, the one with the lower cultivation would admit defeat and leave the stage without hesitation.

As a result, the number of matches passed very quickly. Seeing that it was almost his turn, PEI Ling no longer looked at the stage and turned to walk towards Cai ke.