Chapter 159 Don't Talk About Martial Arts. (The Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

"Junior brother, now you and I have won two games in a row, and this third game is considered to be you and me." Fang Ye said, "This preliminary round of the outer sect competition is very important to me."

"If junior brother is willing to admit defeat directly, I am willing to offer two thousand low-grade spirit stones as a reward."

"Junior brother, you should know that the reward for winning the preliminary competition is only a thousand low-grade spirit stones..."

Pei Ling was taken aback, the reward for the preliminary competition was indeed only one thousand low-grade spirit stones. On the contrary, the follow-up rewards are said to be far more generous than those in the preliminary competition. However, each session is different, and there is no accurate information yet.

It's just that the pre-match bribery, blatantly asking him to play a fake match... Does the sect not care about it?

This is a grand competition in the entire outer sect!

He pondered for a moment, although he didn't think he would lose to Fang Ye, but for the sake of stability and because he just won a fortune, Pei Ling took out 5,000 low-grade spirit stones with his backhand and said, "Senior brother, the preliminary round is also very important to me , if you are willing to admit defeat, this spirit stone is yours."

Fang Ye was full of confidence at first. After all, two thousand low-grade spirit stones was not a small amount for most outer disciples.

Not to mention that this is Huaiyin Peak!

The disciples generally come from humble backgrounds and are in financial difficulties.

Before coming, he also inquired about it. This Pei Ling was from the Pei family in Luquan City. It was a run-down small family in the border area, which was not worth mentioning.

A disciple from this kind of family is not the eldest son, so it is impossible to reject him!

Seeing these five thousand low-grade spirit stones now, he couldn't help being stunned.

But soon, he put away his two thousand low-grade spirit stones, took Pei Ling's five thousand low-grade spirit stones, and swore, "No problem!"

After discussing the matter, the two parted ways.

"Senior Brother Fang." A black-clothed monk saw Fang Ye, walked over quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Then Pei Ling agrees to admit defeat?"

Fang Ye shook his head slightly, looked around, and said through voice transmission: "You find a few clever people to create momentum among the crowd, and say that Fang Ye is sure to win this competition. Pei Ling is just the clan of that trash Pei Hongnian." Brother, there is nothing to be afraid of at all. The reason why Tian Congheng was instantly killed is completely hidden..."

"Don't feel sorry for the scattered spirit stones, find more people, and then find Sun Yinglan to cooperate with me, and increase the odds of me fighting with Pei Ling."

"Then sell all the things we have at the bottom of the box, raise as many spirit stones as you can, and I will lose if I put all in!"

The monk in black was taken aback when he heard the words: "Senior Brother Fang, are you really going to lose?"

Fang Ye smiled coldly: "You and I both saw Pei Lingshun killing Tian Congheng. If it was a real life-and-death fight, although I might not lose, I would definitely pay a huge price if I wanted to win."

"Even because of this, I stopped the preliminary competition and was unable to participate in the next competition."

"Instead of working hard for the reward of a thousand spirit stones, it's better to take the opportunity to make a fortune!"

"Also, what do you think is a good thing to advance to the preliminary round?"

"Those disciples with backgrounds and backgrounds are fine, but we at Huaiyin Peak are either from the grass roots, or are the children of some small families. They have worked so hard to cultivate to the late stage of Qi training. If they are not careful, they will die without knowing it. !"

Speaking of this, he said, "Originally, I wanted to win against Pei Ling, just to prove to my family with my record. Supporting my elder brother is better than supporting me!"

"The support from my family is nothing more than Lingshi."

"But now I have a chance to earn spirit stones myself, so why bother to go around in circles!"

The monk in black nodded straightly: "Senior Brother Fang, I understand, I will do it right away!"

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After three gongs, the third round of the preliminary competition began.

Pei Ling suddenly heard the discussion in the crowd, and there was a change.

"Senior Brother Fang Ye is in danger this time, and the opponent is Pei Ling... I will buy Pei Ling to win!"

"Hehe, it seems that you still don't know that the reason why Pei Ling won was purely Tian Congheng's underestimation of the enemy, so that kid Pei Ling succeeded in one blow! It's really like a life-and-death fight, a side child from a small family in Luquan City, Could it be Tian Congheng's opponent?"

"That's right, I'll bet on Brother Fangye to win! The Patriarch of the Pei family in Luquan City only has the seventh level of qi training, what kind of stuff can he produce?"

"Senior Brother Tian Congheng died too unjustly. It is said that he had just returned from an extremely dangerous mission and was seriously injured, but he managed to make it to the stage. Then Pei Ling didn't talk about martial arts, and even went so far as to sneak attack..."

"Seriously injured! I've heard from the eldest uncle of the handyman's cousin of the senior sister's cousin next door to Senior Brother Tian Congheng's Dongfu that Senior Brother Tian Congheng was obviously eager to improve his cultivation, but he became obsessed with cultivation accidentally and his realm fell. Let that boy Pei Ling get a big deal!"

"But Senior Brother Fang Ye is not Tian Congheng. In this fight, Pei Ling will definitely be able to beheaded by the sword!"

"You are all copycats, and you don't know the truth at all! Let me tell you what's going on, Pei Hongnian, right? The trash who follows Sun Yinglan all day long, this Pei Ling is his brother. Pei Hongnian has been obsessed with Sun Yinglan for many years and has not been taken seriously. In order to follow Sun Yinglan Zhao Yan and the others are vying for favor, and they will not hesitate to introduce their own brother."

"As for Sun Yinglan, because Pei Ling is young and handsome, and her new love, of course she takes extra care of her."

"In order to make this Pei Ling famous, she specially persuaded Senior Brother Tian Congheng to lose to Pei Ling on purpose in private. When you are unprepared, kill the killer!"

"If you don't believe me, go and find out. Sun Yinglan bought Pei Lingsheng as soon as she came up today."

"At that time, Pei Ling was unknown. If she didn't know the inside story, Sun Yinglan would use the spirit stone for nothing?"

Although the fight between Pei Ling and Tian Congheng was in full view, Huaiyin Peak had too many disciples.

Moreover, multiple arenas were going on at the same time, so except for the disciples who witnessed the competition near the Jiazi arena at that time, most people actually didn't know the ins and outs of the competition at all.

In addition, Pei Ling was not well-known before, and now he heard that there was something hidden, and Tian Congheng was a disciple of Huaiyin Peak who had been famous for many years, so he immediately believed it.

As more and more people around said this, soon, the so-called rumors that Pei Lingshun killed Tian Congheng were quickly suppressed by the "truth" that Tian Congheng lost with ulterior motives.

In particular, some people did not know how to confirm that Sun Yinglan bet a hundred spirit stones on Pei Ling as soon as she came up, and then understood her usual personality, she would never make fun of such a sum of spirit stones, and immediately rushed forward: "I bet Brother Fang Ye!"

"I'm betting on Senior Brother Fangye too!"

"Wait! Return the spirit stone to me, I won't bet on Pei Ling, I will also bet on Brother Fang Ye!"

Pei Ling was baffled, and soon, he heard his odds increase rapidly, from 1 to 1 at the beginning, to 1 to 50, to 1 to 30, to 1 to 10... until the end, It has reached the point of buying one and losing ten!

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