Forced to copy books and learn secretly, I became the favorite of the immortal world

Chapter 103: Battle of Leap Level
As soon as the fight started, the atmosphere became heated. Many people had bet on this fight, and the cheers from the entire venue were all for the blue team, while the red team only had a few gamblers. They all saw the high odds and wanted to take a chance. The only person who really supported it was Mo Anyi.

The blue swordsman took the lead. He flashed and rushed towards the red Ling Sheng like lightning. He went straight to his chest. Ling Sheng turned around and easily got behind the blue man.
There was a "boom" sound.

The fight is over.

. . . .

They had just started cheering enthusiastically, and before they had even finished their cheering speeches, it was over.

This is very sudden.
It's also very embarrassing.

At that moment the whole place was silent. The spectators holding betting tickets were all dumbfounded, their shouts still stuck in their throats.

This is the first time in all these years that I have seen someone being killed instantly in the arena. Even if you encounter a high-level opponent, you can still struggle for a while.

Could it be that he encountered the dark side of the fighting arena?

The arena began to become chaotic, with all kinds of clamoring for ticket refunds and compensation, which attracted the attention of the high-level divine monks in the arena to calm the situation.

Both parties in the fight were also confused.

Although they were both in the middle stage of the Golden Core, after Mo Anyi's devilish training, his cultivation could break through to the late stage at any time. He just didn't have the opportunity yet, and his cultivation was much higher than the other party. In addition, for Ling Sheng, who was struggling in the sword formation every day, the opponent's moves were simply slow motion in his eyes. The strength of the Bone Tempering and Mind Concentrating Technique made him have no problem moving a small mountain, let alone kicking a sword cultivator off the stage.

The monk on the blue side considered himself a veteran in the arena and looked down on his novice opponent. He wanted to play a cat-and-mouse game to create more momentum for himself, so he didn't use his full strength and never expected to be defeated in one move.

Various coincidences collided together to create such an outrageous scene.

When the gamblers could not accept this result, the noise of uproar and noise drowned out the entire arena.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure swept across the entire arena. When the incarnation appeared, the whole arena was as quiet as a chicken. No one dared to make trouble. If someone was thrown out of the arena by mistake, it would be a small matter, but if they were flattened by a powerful person, it would be a big deal.

The great master of the God Transformation Realm was suspended above the fighting stage, allowing the referee to verify Ling Sheng's cultivation level of the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm on the spot and determine that the bet was valid.

But for the fairness and impartiality of the gambling game, and to give the gamblers a satisfactory answer, Ling Sheng still needs to fight again. The next gambling game is against a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core. If he agrees to fight, the casino can promise that if he wins, he can get a reward of 5 spirit stones, and if he loses, he will also be compensated with spirit stones. But this battle does not matter whether he lives or dies.

As soon as this condition was put forward, the whole casino exploded. It was a life-and-death battle. It seemed that the casino had really misjudged him. They were ready to kill this new kid who didn't know the rules. They finally had a place to vent their anger. That was great. The gamblers who were paying the money became even crazier.

The shouting and cursing were encouraging Ling Sheng to take the bet.

Ling Sheng, who was standing on the stage and still confused about the situation, was hugged by Mo Anyi, who had climbed up the stage with both hands and feet. He cried with great emotion:

"Brother, just compete for mother's sake. Even if... even if we lose, there is still 5,000 spirit stones as compensation." After saying this, he glanced uncertainly at the Divine Transformation cultivator in the referee's booth.

The Divine Transformation Monk's head twitched at this glance, and he understood what it meant. He said unhappily, "The rules of the casino are as hard as iron. If you promise, you must fulfill it. Even if you lose, regardless of life or death, you will pay the price."

"Then sign a document?"

. . . .

The people in the casino had never seen such a scene as today, but it was still something to watch. While they disliked Mo Anyi and the others for being so fussy, they actively took out spirit stones to place bets. In this battle between the middle stage of the Golden Core and the peak of the Golden Core, everyone knew what to choose.

I don't know if the family of the red team is naive or cruel. This is a fight to the death, and they let their own brothers fight. In this world of immortal cultivation, it is true that no one can be trusted or relied on except oneself.

Ling Sheng was stunned the whole time as he watched his junior sister easily sign a life and death contract with him and sent him to the arena. He deeply experienced what it meant to be "the wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold, and the warriors will never come back once they leave."

In order to save face, the arena also spent a lot of money this time. The sword cultivators who came up had a completely different aura. It was really a cultivation level that was achieved through the competition of strength and experience. It was really difficult for Ling Sheng to jump to a higher level. Mo Anyi below was also fully prepared. If it really didn't work, he would just admit defeat. If it didn't work, she would also have a way to take him away. There was no other way. Who told her that the fourth senior brother had a tortoise-like physique. He could only unleash his potential at the critical moment of life and death. His brain was already not good, and he couldn't let his cultivation level fall behind. As a junior sister, she was really worried.

The strength of the peak Jindan should not be underestimated. The cold light of the spirit sword in his hand flashed, as if he couldn't wait to go forward and fight with the enemy. The sword's powerful momentum made it difficult for Ling Sheng to defend himself. Fortunately, he was agile and moved quickly. He was able to avoid the sword moves every time.

The opponent's attack was fierce, and he used his cultivation to force him everywhere, trying to suppress Ling Sheng through the gap in levels. But he was able to resolve it every time. A duel that was originally without suspense turned into a long-lasting stand. Ling Sheng's smooth sword moves stunned the gamblers who were shouting and noisy.

It must be said that his sword moves were smooth and pleasing to the eye. Just watching them was a visual enjoyment, and I completely forgot that this was a life-and-death gamble. Such amazing sword moves and the courage to leap across the steps to fight were worthy of admiration and respect.

On the contrary, Mo An, who was cheering for Ling Sheng on the side, was looked at with disgust by them.

The fight between the two became more and more intense. The opponent was obviously impatient and used fierce and domineering sword moves to chop towards Ling Sheng. The sword light turned into a storm that surrounded all of Ling Sheng's escape routes. Each sword blade carried a powerful force, as if it could destroy everything.

Ling Sheng was trapped and had no way to retreat. He had countless wounds on his body and blood splattered on the fighting field.
With a loud clang, the two swords collided, sparks flew everywhere. Ling Sheng was knocked away by the powerful sword energy. He spun around, knelt on one knee, supported his body, and used the sword to support his shaky body. A mouthful of blood spurted out. The hand holding the sword was shaking slightly, and you can imagine how powerful the force just now was.

Mo Anyi stood up, feeling reluctant. He suddenly regretted his arbitrary actions just now and was ready to declare defeat.

"Look, the Red team's momentum suddenly surged,"

Mo Anyi looked up and saw her fourth senior brother slowly standing up, his aura suddenly increasing.

"Oh my god, what's going on? He has reached the late Jindan stage after a breakthrough on the spot."

What a genius! Everyone in the venue stood up, regardless of whether they bet on him or not, they were all cheering for him. It was so passionate and exciting.

Even the Divine Transformation cultivator sitting in the stands stood up suddenly. It had been many years since he had seen such a good seedling. He narrowed his eyes and motioned the steward to come over: "Go check the background of this cultivator. If possible, sign him as a long-term duel fighter. He can set the conditions."