Chapter 157 One Knife. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

Cai Ke is now overwhelmed by the crowd.

"The sixth round of the Jiazi arena, is it Senior Brother Tian Congheng?!"

"My senior brother Oshida Congheng wins, one hundred and fifty-eight spirit stones!"

"Wait, who is Senior Brother Tian Congheng's opponent?"

"Whoever he is, he will definitely not be the opponent of Senior Brother Tian Congheng anyway. I bet two hundred and thirty-seven spirit stones!"

"That's right! Brother Tian is a first-class expert in my Huaiyin Peak, so don't look at his opponent!"

"I can't say that. However, I have seen it just now. The few senior brothers and sisters who can match Senior Brother Tian are not assigned to the Class A ring at all. Therefore, in this round, you can just close your eyes and press Senior Brother Tian."

A group of people bet one after another, and suddenly realized: "Sixty to one? Are your odds too low?"

"Low? You don't have to bet if you think it's too low!" Cai Ke said angrily, "Next!"

The gamble in this preliminary round is not played in every game. After all, there are some matches, Qi training level 7 vs. Qi training level 9, as long as you are not a fool, you know who will win, and you gamble every game.

It's just that in this match, both sides are at the ninth level of Qi training, and Tian Congheng is one of the few masters in Huaiyin Peak. The other party came over to force a bet just now, in order for him to continue to open the market as the banker, Cai Ke had no choice but to accept it, but he would definitely lose money in this round.

If it weren't for the 10,000 spirit stones that Pei Ling bet on before, which could make up for most of the losses, the spirit stones he won this time would not be enough to pay for this game.

Right now, these people still think the odds are low, which is simply unreasonable!

"I bet, of course I want to bet!" Several disciples who bet also knew his mood and said with a smile, "Even if the spirit stones picked up for nothing are a little less, why not?"

Outside the crowd, Pei Ling frowned slightly, Tian Congheng?

When the disciple of Danfeng Zhushitang explained the current situation of the outer sect to him, he also introduced some of the most popular and most attention-getting arrogances, such as Tang Nanzhai and his like. The best choice, the best among his peers... But there is no one named Tian Congheng?

Did the disciple miss it, or did Tian Congheng not do alchemy and not go to Danfeng, so the people at Danfeng don't know much about it?

After all, Youdao is a person who is worthy of fame, so it is better to be careful!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling squeezed into the crowd. He originally wanted to bet all the spirit stones on his body, but at this moment, he didn't dare to push too hard, so he decided to bet five thousand first.

"A word ring, the sixth round, bet on Pei Ling to win." Pei Ling said, and handed over a large bag of spirit stones.

Seeing this, the people around all cast surprised eyes at him: "Five thousand spirit stones!"

"Who is Pei Ling? I don't seem to have heard of it?"

"The surname is Pei... Could it be a member of Pei Hongnian's clan?"

"Hahaha, Pei Hongnian? The Pei family in Luquan City? What kind of thing is that? Even if their patriarch comes, it's nothing more than death for Senior Brother Ueda!"

"Brother, if you have too many spirit stones and no place to spend them, why don't you give me some?"

"Don't pay attention to him, it's probably because Pei Ling has high odds and wants to try his luck."

"Tsk tsk... this is luck? This is throwing spirit stones into the water!"

Pei Ling turned a deaf ear to it. At this time, Cai Ke had already written the receipt. He took it over and saw that the odds were 20 for 1.

Oshida wins from Hengheng, sixty to one.

Bet on him, one pays twenty.

Where did the odds of forty in the middle go?

He is really a profiteer!

After collecting the receipt, Pei Ling quickly walked out of the crowd. If he didn't leave, everyone would think him a fool.

Back to the side of the Jiazi ring, the fifth round had just ended, and the deacon just shouted: "Next round, Jia XI vs Jia Twelve!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately stepped onto the ring.

At the same time, a gust of cold wind mixed with countless women's screams and screams swept by, and everyone around felt cold all over their bodies.

A whirlwind suddenly appeared on the ring, and after a split second, a monk with a sullen expression and a pale face appeared on the spot. He raised his head and cast a sinister glance at Pei Ling.

"Brother Tian Congheng!"

People around the arena completely ignored Pei Ling, and cheered for Tian Congheng, "It is rumored that senior brother Tian Congheng has been promoted to the ninth level of Qi training not long ago, and he is the person who has improved the fastest in Huaiyin Peak in the past hundred years!"

"Brother Tian is talented, if not because of his background, he would not have been assigned to Huaiyin Peak."

"That's right, with this senior brother's foundation, even if he doesn't go to Ruoxiu Peak, how can he go to peaks of the level of Ghost Hand and Blood Tide, and get assigned to Huaiyin Peak, it is really wronged Senior Brother Tian."

"Fortunately, the big competition has already started. As long as this senior can reach the top 50 in the outer sect, he will naturally be valued by the higher-ups."

Pei Ling was slightly dazed when he heard that, and suddenly remembered that when Zhang Shuo and the others heard that they were from Huaiyin Peak when they went to Han's Villa, their expressions were very subtle.

At that time, I didn't ask much because of other things. Now, Huaiyin Peak seems to be the bottom mountain in the outer gate?

He glanced at Tian Congheng, with a slightly dignified expression, and thought, even though the entire Huaiyin Peak might not be as good as other peaks in the outer sect, since this person can get so many one-sided approval from his fellow sects, his strength must be extraordinary!

Pei Ling decided that when the battle started, he would use all his strength, and if he really couldn't win, he would immediately admit defeat!

Fairy Li's respect is important, but the most important thing is her own life.

Thinking of this, he slowly pulled out the life-hating knife on his back.

Tian Congheng looked at Pei Ling indifferently, thinking about the hint Li Wu gave him just now.

Although I don't know how the boy on the other side offended Li Wu, but it doesn't matter, Elder Li Ping's face is worth his favor.

What's more, the knife in this kid's hand looks pretty good.

He also wanted to kill this knife.

As for whether people with such good knives will be more powerful, Tian Congheng is not worried at all.

Most of those who will be assigned to Huaiyin Peak are disciples with no backing background and mediocre aptitude.

A small number of related households, such as Li Siguang and others before, would say hello before coming.

Tian Congheng is an old disciple of Huaiyin Peak, and he knows who can be messed with and who can't be messed with on this mountain. Not to mention that there is no Pei Ling among these people, there is not even one with the surname Pei.

"Let this kid do some tricks first, lest he admit defeat as soon as he comes up." Tian Cong Heng calculated with murderous intent in his eyes, "When he relaxes his vigilance, immediately smash his throat so that he can't take the initiative to admit defeat. Time is when Lao Tzu slowly concocts him..."

It just happened to let everyone see the fate of being an enemy of oneself.

If this allows the next opponent to retreat without a fight, it will save a lot of hands and feet.

After checking the identities of the two, the deacon briefly ordered: "Start."

As soon as his words fell, Pei Ling's body was full of blood, and the life-hating knife was also bloody, and each person turned into a long rainbow with one knife, and disappeared in place in an instant!

puff!

Before everyone could figure out what was going on, they saw Tian Congheng maintain an indifferent and disdainful expression, the body was split into two halves, one left and one right flew away.

Pei Ling passed through it, and after standing still, he pointed the long knife obliquely, his expression stunned.

This Tian Congheng is so vulnerable?

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