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[Late Foundation Establishment Stage Solo Cultivator: Clear the Pond, Earth Element.]

At that moment, a token made of black iron was also ejected from inside the sphere, and the name of the cultivator who was fighting against Qingchi was displayed:

[Mid-Foundation Establishment Fox Demon: Su Yan, Water Element.]

When Zou Tong saw Su Yan's name, he raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, but still announced to the participants: "Apart from the two participants mentioned above, all other cultivators, please wait outside the arena."

"Damn! Do we even need to think about this? That fox's cultivation is weaker than the rogue cultivator's, and earth element counters water element. This time, the rogue cultivator is definitely going to beat up the fox, right?"

As soon as Su Yan and Qing Chi's names were chosen, flower buds peeked out from behind the audience seats, blooming and revealing a wooden board with the odds and cultivator information written on it.

The cultivators in the audience were originally wailing that the two combatants in the first match were so different in cultivation level, and even had strong elemental advantages and disadvantages. They knew that Qing Chi would kill Su Yan in the end!

However, the odds displayed on the betting panel were completely different from what the gamblers had guessed, and were even quite outrageous.

Su Yan: 1:0.05, Qing Chi: 1:2

If Su Yan buys 100 jin of spirit stones, even if he wins, the gamblers will at most get 5 jin of spirit stones.

If Qingchi wins, the odds will be 1 to 2.

Judging from the betting board, Qingchi had no chance of beating Su Yan, making him a dark horse.

This surreal scene left the gamblers dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on? Does any fellow cultivator know the inside story? How could that fox demon win when its cultivation level was lower and there was a clash of elemental attributes?"

The actual odds did not match the paper odds at all, causing a heated discussion and confusion among bettors.

The cultivators were all betting against the Xia Yu Dynasty. The fact that the court could offer such cautious odds proved that the people of the Xia Yu Dynasty believed that Su Yan would win one hundred percent. However, considering the possibility of unexpected situations, they symbolically filled in an odds.

"I don't believe it! Those eunuchs in the Ministry of Revenue are definitely trying to scare us. I'll just throw 30,000 catties of spirit stones at this rogue cultivator and bet he can beat the fox! I'll beat the fox until it's crawling around on the arena, howling and barking!"

One monk, however, refused to believe in superstition. What could data on paper possibly mean? He simply trusted his own eyes.

Without a second thought, the aunt immediately poured 50,000 jin of spirit stones into her little fox.

lose?

What a joke! Our little fox doesn't even need magic. Just by clenching her fist and relying on her demonic physique, she could send that cultivator flying with a single punch, okay?

Although the Ministry of Revenue did not know Su Yan's background, they only needed to know that Su Yan was Chong Qiong's nephew.

How can a casual player possibly defeat a master cultivator?

Even those from humble backgrounds can achieve great things; you need a family to support you!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 115 Soft and sweet, yet extremely stubborn

"Grand Tutor, isn't this against the rules? The odds are set so obviously that any cultivator who isn't out of their mind would know the result of the first match."

A beautiful figure with nine snow-white tails on her back and a white cloth with the character "乐" (le, meaning joy) written on her face stood beside Grand Tutor Jin, looking at the odds he was manipulating, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"I'd rather lose less than see gamblers betting recklessly and disrupting the accounting," Grand Tutor Jin replied with a smile, responding to the dissatisfaction expressed by Ghost.

The odds were calculated by the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue, but when Grand Tutor Jin looked at the odds presented for Su Yan's match, he raised his hand and revised them.

"Your Highness, please continue reading! There are quite a few interesting cultivators in this cohort," said Grand Tutor Jin.

'Le' nodded noncommittally and found a seat.

………………

The commotion in the stands caused by the odds led to a slight delay in the matches on the stage. It wasn't until the betting deadline that Zou Tong, acting as the referee, gestured for Su Yan and Qing Chi to come to the center of the stage.

"Killing is prohibited, magical artifacts are forbidden, and taking elixirs on the arena is prohibited, understand?"

After the boy explained the rules again as usual, he turned around and walked to the edge of the arena to watch the two fighting.

"Fellow Daoist Su, what you did was not very ethical."

After Qingchi stomped his foot on the ground, he looked at Su Yan and said with a smile, "Please go easy on me."

The discussions that erupted in the audience were heard by all the cultivators around the arena. They naturally knew that Su Yan's chances of winning were almost guaranteed. Given his weak cultivation and the fact that his elemental affinity was restrained, the fact that Su Yan could achieve such a result meant that he had been hiding some information.

He may possess a special bloodline, or perhaps he has become a disciple of some immortal and learned amazing magic.

Having figured out the ins and outs, Qingchi decided to just go through the motions.

One or two wins or losses don't matter. The most important thing is to maintain your form and win in the upcoming battles by accumulating points. One or two wins or losses are absolutely nothing. Qingchi's smiling face is a sign of weakness, hoping that Su Yan will go easy on him and not injure him too badly, affecting the competition in the next few days.

"Don't listen to the nonsense from the audience. My skill level is probably at the bottom among the contestants."

Su Yan sighed helplessly, not wanting to comment on the discussions in the audience.

Because of his aunt's halo, he must have seemed quite strong in the eyes of the officials who set the odds. However, he knew his own situation best. Su Yan never thought he had any real strength; he just acted cute to make a living.

"Then, please give me your guidance, Fellow Daoist Su! The Mountain-Turning and Earth-Covering Spell!"

Qingchi suddenly stomped his foot on the ground, and a yellowish-brown light rose from his foot and spread throughout his body. Using the force of the stomp, he shot towards Su Yan's arms like an arrow.

The "Mountain-Turning and Earth-Covering Technique" should be a combination of the Mountain-Turning Incantation and the Earth-Covering Incantation, both earth-elemental spells.

Climbing mountains can greatly enhance the body's strength, while covering the body with earth can create a layer of defensive divine light to resist magical and physical attacks.

Human Foundation Establishment cultivators are no different from Qi Refining cultivators; their fighting methods mainly rely on fists and feet.

"The Myriad Forms of the Forest: The Transformation of Water!"

Su Yan dodged the Iron Mountain Lean by twisting his body, creating ripples on the ground as he spun around. In a split second, he lifted the water droplets from the ground with the back of his foot, and as they flew toward the back of the clear pool, they began to expand.

One by one, humanoid figures emerged from it, their shapes as elastic and full of potential energy as jelly.

Shui Ling, whose 1.2-meter frame had shrunk to 50 centimeters, launched a powerful punch that struck Qing Chi's back with a dull thud, causing ripples to spread across the earth-elemental protective aura around him.

After the Bengquan (a type of punch) was unleashed, Shui Ling also collapsed towards Qingchi (another pool) due to the force of the attack, and was then sent flying.

Then, of the remaining three water spirits, two of them bumped their knees together and threw the third water spirit into the air. Then, they spun at high speed and used centrifugal force to throw another water spirit into the clear pool that had been knocked out.

The flying water spirit turned and accelerated in one smooth motion, its feet, which had already undergone non-Newtonian fluid hardening, directly kicking Qingchi's crown. Another flying water spirit also used Iron Mountain Lean to dynamically and violently collide with him.

Su Yan summoned four water spirits. One of them lingered outside the battle, moving quickly and picking up water spirits that had been launched out of the battle, as if playing a game. Using centrifugal force or other methods of force, it threw the water spirits back into the battlefield to launch a continuous offensive.

The waves of attacks surged one after another, like a coastline stretching as far as the eye could see.

Su Yan had already moved far away without even realizing it, his hands forming a hand seal to control the water spirit.

The arena was now like a badminton game, with Shui Ling constantly throwing her companions into the clear pool. Shui Ling would then unleash powerful punches, each one strong enough to shatter a millstone, and after each punch, she would bounce back without stopping, using the properties of the fluid.

Qingchi didn't even have a chance to retaliate; getting entangled with those water spirits was pointless.

But Su Yan had already run several hundred meters away, standing even further than the referee, making it impossible for Qing Chi to break through the blockade of the four water spirits and launch a heavy attack on Su Yan.

But Qingchi stubbornly wanted to give it a shot.

Seeing this, Su Yan didn't say anything, but gently raised his hand to adjust the attack speed of the four water spirits.

"click"

A powerful sweeping kick landed on his head, breaking through the earth-covering spell that had enveloped him and his body.

The water spirit that flew over next didn't stand on ceremony with Qingchi either. It crashed directly into the body of the previous water spirit and merged into a 1.8-meter-tall figure. However, due to the impact and deformation, the newly merged large water spirit had a strange appearance with a large head and a small body.

Upon seeing this, Qingchi was shocked and shouted, "Surrender!"

Having fought Su Yan and the water spirits once, Qingchi had also figured out their attack patterns. Although they seemed to walk in an irregular way, like a soft, glutinous rice ball that wouldn't fall over.

But each time the water spirit's form changes shape, it means that it is compressing its volume to store or borrow power.

Upon seeing the exaggerated head of the big, watery creature, Qingchi felt that the next second, the azure head would probably come crashing down on him like a boulder from a catapult.

Without the protection of the Earth Covering Curse, his physical strength was not much harder than that of bricks and stones. Therefore, as soon as he saw that something was wrong, Qingchi immediately called the referee to intervene.

"Disperse!"

Su Yan raised his right hand and clenched it. The water spirit, which had been charged to its limit, dispersed directly. The water clump on his head seemed to be under tremendous pressure. As soon as the surface of his body broke open, the water inside sprayed evenly into a fan-shaped area a hundred meters behind him.

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Looking at the gushing water, Qingchi collapsed weakly to the ground with a bitter smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Su, are you planning to kill me?"

With a height of about 1.8 meters, the water inside her could cover a quarter of the area, which shows how much pressure Shui Ling had accumulated inside her.

That headbutt could really kill someone.

"It won't hit you directly; it will deflect," Su Yan explained.

The protective divine light has been broken, and low-level earth element cultivators are already close to their limit.

Even if Qingchi doesn't surrender, the finishing move's headbutt won't hit Qingchi directly, but will instead strike his side to intimidate him and force him to admit defeat.

Since Qingchi had already surrendered, Su Yan naturally wouldn't do anything unnecessary.

"Winner of the first round: Fox Demon: Su Yan!"

The boy raised his hand to announce the end of the first match.

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I'm a clumsy writer, so I'll keep updating slowly. I'm afraid updating too much will cause problems. Last time I updated five chapters at once, I spent a lot of time checking for typos afterwards.

I'm really curious about what kind of structures those daily players have created. I'd love to get a chance to trick two of them out and study their structures.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 116 The Incredibly Clever Mosquito Taoist

"Winner of the first round: Fox Clan: Su Yan, with one point."

The boy announced the winner of the first round in a loud voice, raised his hand and lightly swiped Su Yan's black iron token, and a statistics box about the score popped up next to the name on the black iron token.

Subsequently, the tokens of the two contestants from the first round were placed into another glass ball by the Zou Tong. After the two left the arena, the Zou Tong raised the glass ball again, and the 148 tokens inside began to rotate once more.

As soon as Su Yan stepped off the ring, his friends gathered around him. Yu Yanning and Feng Shiqi especially circled around him, their faces full of amazement. Yu Yanning exclaimed:

"I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting. I was worried you might get beaten to tears by a cultivator on the arena."