nashuaworldcup Chapter 158 You lost
Chapter 158 You lost
"How could that be? I did this all for Nan Xianzhi."
"Oh, yes, yes, yes. The host must be worried that Nan Xianzhi will lose to Bai Ling, so he has to observe Bai Ling's fighting style and do some homework for Nan Xianzhi in advance." The system spread its hands: "Host, no need to explain, I understand."
"Yes, you are getting smarter now."
"Birds of a feather flock together." The system shook its head secretly, with a sad tone.
The competition on the ring gradually became fierce. Long Aotian's cultivation was lower than Li Mi's, and he only had a long sword in his hand that could barely be considered a spiritual weapon. He didn't even have a storage bag on his waist, and looked extremely miserable.
On the other hand, on the opposite side, Li Mi was wearing high-level robes, a high-level storage bag on his waist, and wielding top-grade spiritual weapons. Long Aotian looked like a menial disciple who had just joined the Qingyuan Sect.
The menial disciple at least had a low-level storage bag, but he didn't even have a storage bag.
But the son of destiny is still the son of destiny. Although Long Aotian is poor, his spiritual consciousness is not poor.
Under the instruction of the old grandfather in his mind, he learned many strange and magical skills, and his swordsmanship also showed signs of realizing the essence of swordsmanship.
After Li Mi fought with Long Aotian, he found out that he was a tough nut to crack. He looked like a poor loser who didn't even have a storage bag and was looked down upon by everyone, but in fact, that was not the case.
The other party seemed to have practiced a powerful physical training technique, and ordinary spells couldn't even hurt him.
After several rounds——
"You lose." Long Aotian said coldly, his sword already across Li Mi's neck.
Li Mi looked at the scene in disbelief. How could he, a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the Qi Refining Stage, be defeated by Long Aotian in the end?
Because of the long sword sticking to his skin at his neck, Li Mi looked at the indifferent expression of Long Aotian opposite him and swallowed his saliva. It seemed that the other party would stab the sword into his skin in the next moment.
"I lost." Li Mi had no choice but to admit defeat unwillingly.
Li Mi, who was unwilling to lose, stood face to face with Long Aotian who stood proudly, while many people in the audience were amazed.
The protagonist who turns defeat into victory, and the spectators who make a fuss from time to time.
Long Aotian, who had not yet gotten rid of the reputation of being a loser, felt joy for the first time. It was not because he was too weak, but because of Bai Lan's problem.
Amid the sounds of exclamations, Long Aotian smiled crookedly, put away the sword in his hand, glanced sideways towards the audience with a proud expression.
Long Aotian was eager to see some anger on Bai Lan's face. After all, he had already won the fight, and Bai Lan couldn't help but be angry.
He glanced over, only to find that Bai Lan didn't even look at him. His attention was focused on the storage bags in his hands...
Bai Lan, who was sitting in the audience, had already collected so many spirit stones that he was tired of holding on to them. At this moment, he was surrounded by many cultivators and criticized.
"Hey~ Fellow Taoists, please forgive me. I didn't expect that Long Aotian would win. How strange. The spirit stones that were deposited will not be returned." Bai Lan smiled and put two or three storage bags into his arms.
Those who only bet a few hundred spirit stones secretly sighed, while those who gambled thousands of spirit stones wanted to snatch the spirit stones back.
When he raised his eyes, he found that Bai Lan was gone and had disappeared from the spot. He had to give up this stupid idea and suppress the depression in his heart.
The smile on Long Aotian's lips gradually disappeared on the stage. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly plunged his sword into the ground: "This woman, she is using me! Bai Lan! Sooner or later, sooner or later...!"
The grandfather in Long Aotian's soul secretly sighed: "She has robbed your storage bag so many times and fought with you several times, so she is naturally aware of your strength."
The old man's heart became heavier. This little girl was no simple person. She did not underestimate her opponent who was defeated by her. She could even accurately estimate that Long Aotian would win this battle and make a fortune from it.
She knew Long Aotian too well, but Long Aotian knew nothing about her.
With Long Aotian's character, can he really win her over?
The fight was over, and before Long Aotian could get close, Bai Lan had already slipped away with his mysterious steps, rushing to the next fight with Bai Ling.
Nan Xianzhi, who had the same idea as Bai Lan and wanted to observe Bai Ling's fighting style, was also present at the scene.
Only by knowing both yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Nan Xianzhi is well-versed in military books, so he naturally knows this truth.
Looking at Bai Lan who was skillfully setting up the small table, Nan Xianzhi came over and whispered, "You're great. You must have earned a lot of spirit stones in the last fight with Wang Yuyu."
"It's just a small profit, there are naturally gains and losses in business." Bai Lan waved his hand, his tone modest.
Nan Xianzhi asked suspiciously: "Are you sure you will be compensated for this?"
"Of course you will lose money when doing business." But she can reload the game, so if she loses, she loses, and she won't lose any spirit stones.
Bai Ling's current cultivation level is at the peak of the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, and she is only one step away from entering the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Her opponent is Li Shizu, who is at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
One of them had his back to True Man Qingxuan, the other had his back to True Man Changle. The duel between the two made the two True Man of Jindan stage in the main hall of Zhengdao Peak all excited and watched carefully.
In the duel between Long Aotian, the cannon fodder who died at the beginning of the script, and Bai Ling, the girl of destiny, the outcome is self-evident.
Li Shizu couldn't even defeat Long Aotian, let alone Bai Ling.
After several rounds, Li Shizu, the second-generation immortal who had cultivated himself through elixirs, was quickly defeated by Bai Ling's sword and had a miserable exit.
Zhenren Changle in the main hall of Zhengdao Peak was so angry that his beard was blown up. He just closed his eyes and stopped looking at Li Shizu. Zhenren Qingxuan had a hint of smile in his eyes.
Bai Lan was not surprised. The cannon fodder second-generation rich man like Li Shizu in Long Aotian's script usually did not have strong combat power, but he had a rich family background and many magical weapons, which was Long Aotian's unique gift package for the novice village, a dry bone in the tomb.
Before this, he was arrogant and wanted to fight with Long Aotian, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Bai Ling on the first day.
The victory or defeat was within Bai Lan's expectations, but her plan to earn spirit stones was beyond her expectations.
Originally, she thought that she would make a lot of money from this duel like the previous one, and she had already set up the table and was waiting to collect the spirit stones.
Unfortunately, she was wrong.
Although Bai Ling's battle with Long Aotian was of similar scale, both were against a higher realm, but Bai Ling had many concubines in the Qingyuan Sect!
Previously, because Long Aotian had too many concubines in his early days, many of whom would grow into towering trees in the future, Bai Lan had spent a lot of effort to gather most of his concubines in Qingyuan Sect.
The only person who could not be abducted from the harem was Li Shizu's sister Li Qiushui, who was also dealt with by Li Shizu and detained in the family to practice diligently and put in solitary confinement.
But Bai Ling is different.
Although Bai Ling is wholeheartedly devoted to her good master Qing Xuan Zhenren at this moment, this does not prevent other young talents from liking Bai Ling, the great succubus!
In addition to Bai Ling's three senior brothers, there were also senior brothers, junior brothers and uncles from other peaks in the crowd, totaling more than a dozen people. Bai Lan, the banker, attracted many of these people to place bets on Bai Ling.