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

Chapter 105 Go to the Arena to Get Spirit Stone

"Junior Sister, where can we get so many spirit stones? Even if you sell both of us, we still can't pay off this debt."

"That should be enough. Let's go to the arena to get more supplies."

Junior sister, let's be reasonable. We just came out of the arena. If we go again, we will really die.

"Fourth Senior Brother, don't worry, you have your old face now. Even if you change your image, those old foxes in the fighting field will be able to see through it at a glance. This time, I will take over."

"Oh"

Fortunately, he didn't have to go again. Ling Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly came to his senses. No, Junior Sister, please don't, or I will be beaten to death by Senior Brother.

Ling Sheng reacted quickly and chased after Mo Anyi who was walking quickly to the arena to get the spirit stone.

In the end, Ling Sheng was unable to stop Mo Anyi's determination to earn spirit stones. When Ling Sheng arrived, Mo Anyi had already signed the contract.

Her skinny body stood out among the other fighters. She was attractive because she was the first to be invited to compete after she signed the contract.

The referee on the fighting stage has already started introducing the red and blue teams.
Although the red-robed contestant was wearing a mask and his face could not be seen, his body was as strong as a hill, and his muscles were stronger than steel. In contrast, the blue monk was so petite and thin that he was not even as tall as his chest, and his thin arms were so thin that they would break if bent. The visual impact made the gamblers on the stage excited.

"Red side, Jiang Laosan, early stage of golden elixir, body cultivation."

"Lan Fang, Shi Lingai, early stage of Golden Core, physical training."

The referee was a little speechless. The name of the blue team was hard to pronounce, but what the hell was this body cultivator? You are so skinny that you can't even find a decent muscle. You dare to say that you are a body cultivator? I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding about body cultivators.

After the names were announced, there was an uproar below the arena.

The claim that this body shape is that of a physical cultivator was made as a joke, and there were constant noises of booing and clamoring.

Ling Sheng outside the competition stage was even more desperate. He was scared to death when you came on stage with the little black sword, and now you want to fight with bare hands. What kind of evil are you trying to do? With the name you gave, the whole world knows that you love spiritual stones...

At this point, Jiang Laosan on the stage didn't need to give any speeches, as the people below were betting on him crazily.

Someone else was shouting, "Jiang Laosi, take it easy, don't get yourself killed. Hahaha. I'm afraid all these weak arms and legs will be broken in this fight."

"Jiang Laosi, I don't think you can even take a single elbow from this kid."

what?
"Aren't you called Jiang Laosan?" Mo Anyi looked confused when he heard this.

Jiang Laosan scratched his head innocently, "Hey, my real name is Jiang Laosan, and I'm the fourth child in the family, so they all call me Jiang Laosi"

. . . . .

"I understand. I'm afraid your father is hiding something from you," Mo Anyi looked at the big man with sympathy.
"Ah? Don't talk nonsense. My father and I are like father and son."

. . . . . .

Very good, big brother, I'm afraid your mother is hiding something from you. This is such a chaotic family.

Jiang Laosan felt a little embarrassed when he saw Mo Anyi, whose thighs were not as thick as his arms.

"Well, you can leave now, but don't break it."

“It’s okay, just come as usual. I’m a person with a miserable life. My brother is seriously injured and I urgently need money to buy medicine. I have to fight whether I can win or not. It’s all fate.” He choked up as he spoke. . . . . .

The seriously injured Ling Sheng had a dark face. After receiving the look from the junior sister, he silently took out the spirit stone and said to the waiter;
"I bet 50,000 spirit stones on the blue side."

The guy thought he was hallucinating. What the hell, 50,000 spirit stones? Is he crazy, or is this world crazy? Or is this person crazy? I have never heard of such a scapegoat. Anyone with eyes can see how to suppress it,

The odds on site have reached 1:10.

There are rules and restrictions for physical training competitions. Weapons cannot be used. It is all about fists and feet. Gamblers do not need to worry that the cultivators in the competition field will use high-level spiritual tools or talismans to affect the outcome of the competition.

Therefore, no one at the scene would believe that this weak and chicken-like person would win. Ling Sheng was the only one at the scene who bet on the blue team to win. This competition arena has never seen such a situation in all its years. Strange things happen every year, but this year is particularly strange.

No matter how surprised the waiter was, since the gambler asked for it, he naturally had to give the gambling ticket. When Ling Sheng got the gambling ticket, the competition had already begun.

Mo Anyi took the lead and rushed towards Jiang Laosan with a hook punch. Seeing his posture, Jiang Laosan smiled so hard that his mouth was almost open to his ears. He didn't even dodge and directly slapped her attack away with his palm. This big palm that came over was really as big as a palm leaf fan. Just waving it casually could feel the fluctuation of force in the air.

There was a quick burst of applause from below.

Such a weak chicken, with not much flesh on its body, can be blown away with just one move, let alone a few moves.

The enthusiastic cheers from the audience made Jiang Laosan start to imagine the spiritual stones he would earn today. He was ready to kill the kid in one move.

He kicked the ground with both legs, shooting out like a cannonball. Wherever the fist passed, a whistling sound could be heard.
? ? Where are the people? I was still wondering about the sudden disappearance of the blue team.

His neck had been hit hard by Mo Anyi with a "bang". The vital part of his body was injured, causing him to stagger back a few steps.

The fighting arena fell into silence in an instant.

What a fast speed! The speed of this little chick just now was too fast. They didn’t even see its afterimage.

Ling Sheng was probably the only one at the scene who knew how terrifying the little apprentice sister's body movements were. It was as if she was squatting in his mind. She could predict the direction and strength of your attack every time in advance, and then attack in the opposite way.

Sure enough. The following competition was just as he expected, every move and every style was within Mo Anyi's calculation range. Looking at the burly Jiang Lao San, punching and kicking all over the field, but in fact, he was being suppressed by Mo Anyi.

Just when Jiang Laosan was gathering all the spiritual energy in his body, his eyes fixed, ready to kill, Mo Anyi suddenly showed him a small white tooth.

When Ling Sheng saw this little white tooth, his scalp went numb. This Jiang Lao San is finished.

She dodged the powerful attack easily, and her nimble body circled behind him like a snake. She wrapped her spiritual consciousness around her legs and kicked him straight in the lower back with an extremely fast kick that left a shadow in the air.

In theory, Jiang Laosan could block the kick even if he was hit. But he didn't expect that she had a cheat. The attack of the spiritual consciousness made his brain buzz like being hit by a heavy hammer. His body was naturally kicked out of the field by Mo Anyi.

"Fuck!" There was a commotion in the audience, and the gamblers who were cut and bleeding couldn't stand it. I'm afraid they were tricked by the arena these two days.

Jiang Laosan, who was kicked off the stage, was helped up by someone. He was still confused and pointed at Mo Anyi in astonishment.

"You. You cheated."

Mo Anyi bared his white teeth and nodded, "Well, but you can't catch it."

Jiang Laosan, who was already under attack from the divine consciousness, was so angry at her self-righteous attitude that he tilted his head and fainted. He was carried away by the backstage staff.

Tsk, the people in this world of immortal cultivation have such poor mental qualities.