Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 139

Liang Weisheng froze in place, unable to find a better reason to persuade him.

Jiang Qiongxing took out a bag of spirit stones from the storage ring: "Here are five hundred top-grade spirit stones, you help me bet, bet on me."

Liang Weisheng subconsciously caught the bag of spirit stones, and watched as she stopped a passing attendant casually and asked someone to take her to sign up.

Only then did he react, and shouted behind Jiang Qiongxing: "Be careful! If it doesn't work, admit defeat! Don't get hurt!"

Jiang Qiongxing waved his hand without looking back to show that he knew.

Liang Weisheng leaned back, held the spirit stone and murmured in despair: "It's over, it's over, if Ji Cheyu knows that I brought Xiao Qiongxing to this kind of place, and let her enter the ring, I'm afraid I won't live long."

Right now, I can only pray desperately, hoping that God will bless her to come down with all her beard and tail, and there will be no accidents.

Jiang Qiongxing followed the attendants and walked forward through the dark and narrow passage.

She wasn't worried that they wouldn't let her be in the ring—no matter how weak they were, would anyone be weaker than a miscellaneous spirit root that couldn't even use spells?
It is simply the best stepping stone for Zhanpeng.

Sure enough, when the steward in charge of level registration learned that she was Miscellaneous Spirit Root, he almost thought he heard it wrong, so he confirmed it again: "You said you are going to the ring?"

What kind of new way of courting death is this?

Jiang Qiongxing nodded.

The steward was quite cautious, and sent someone to test the magic weapon used to test the spirit root for her. After confirming that it was the miscellaneous spirit root, she finally believed it, and arranged for her to use it next time.

They were still worrying just now, they couldn't find anyone weaker than Master Zhan, and they were almost planning to find Qi Refining Stage to make up for it, so here came one.

It was God's will.

After Jiang Qiongxing registered, he was led out again without stopping, waiting for the start of the next round of competition.

The manager of registration handed the note with Jiang Qiongxing's name on it to the attendant, shook his head and sighed: "This competition really made people crazy, even the miscellaneous spirit roots were stunned by the spirit stone, so they ran up to fight."

Jiang Qiongxing, who was dizzy, came to the high platform.

At this time, Zhanpeng had successfully defended the ring for three rounds, and the spectators upstairs who were drunk may not have noticed anything, but thought he was very strong, and cheered endlessly.

He turned around, saw Jiang Qiongxing, and asked in surprise, "It's you?"

Jiang Qiongxing raised a hypocritical smile: "Friend Zhan."

Zhanpeng was a little surprised at first, but then he thought that he had already greeted the steward, and the other party could not have arranged for someone too strong to come, not to mention that this delicate little girl could not be his opponent at first glance, so he immediately felt relieved, Shi Shiran said: "Miss Jiang, I will not be soft in this ring."

So confident.

Jiang Qiongxing smiled: "Please."

Zhanpeng put on a posture.

He had originally planned that Jiang Qiongxing would be the same as the previous ones, as long as he used his expensive magic weapon bought from the auction, he could easily defeat the opponent, but he didn't expect to find out that this little girl is not as simple as it seems.

She didn't even use spells, only holding a stack of talismans between her fingers.

After a little fight, Zhan Peng's eyes became serious.

He injected spiritual power into the knife-shaped instrument in his hand, raised his arm, raised it high, and gave a loud shout.

The knife containing the power of thunder and lightning slashed towards Jiang Qiongxing.

Jiang Qiongxing didn't even hide, he took out a talisman and stuck it on his body.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhan Peng's full-strength blow bounced back to himself, and a strong light burst out all over him. The cassock blocked the blow for him and did not hurt him, but he flew upside down uncontrollably and fell out of the high platform.

There were sighs of regret all around.

Maybe he didn't expect him to lose so easily.

The winner was decided, and Jiang Qiongxing sat down cross-legged, recovering the spiritual power that did not consume much.

offstage.

Zhan Peng, who exited in embarrassment, got up from the ground, threw off the support of his subordinates, and said angrily: "What's going on? Where's the manager? Tell him to get out and see me!"

The steward who knew something was wrong ran out: "Master Zhan, you have to listen to my explanation!"

"Explain what? How did I tell you?" Zhan Peng was furious.

He wasn't injured, but falling off the platform was too embarrassing, and it made him more angry than being injured.

The steward wrinkled his face and threw the pot away without hesitation: "The girl said she was a miscellaneous spirit root. When I heard that, I thought she must be weak, so I let her go up first..."

"What, miscellaneous spirit root?" Zhan Peng squinted his eyes, looked at the figure on the high platform, and flashed a hint of malice.

The steward looked at his words and said, "Don't worry, I will arrange for the strongest immortal cultivator here to go up and beat her down!"

"Bah!" Zhan Peng raised his foot and kicked him, "Are you stupid? Just after I lost to her, you let someone beat her down, so what am I?"

"Then..." The steward had a hard time.

"Forget it, I'm going back, it's really boring!" Zhan Peng straightened his clothes and walked away.

Although he didn't know how he let it go so easily, the steward still breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted behind him: "Master Zhan, go slowly."

……

Liang Weisheng watched with trepidation as Jiang Qiongxing greeted opponents one after another on the stage.

Fortunately, I don't know if it was Jiang Qiongxing's luck or something. After defeating Zhanpeng, she won three more games smoothly, successfully got the lowest reward, and pulled out in time.

Liang Weisheng immediately greeted him: "Amazing!"

"How much did you earn?" Jiang Qiongxing remained calm and only cared about Lingshi.

Liang Weisheng returned her the bag of spirit stones that had gained more than a circle of weight: "You earned a thousand from the principal of the five hundred spirit stones, and you have to collect the rest of it yourself, and it will be given to you along with the bonus."

"Okay." Jiang Qiongxing put away the spirit stone bag, followed the attendants to the place where he just signed up, and got his bonus.

There are a total of more than 800 high-grade spirit stones, plus the [-] that I had just now, the small treasury successfully broke through [-].

Jiang Qiongxing, who suddenly became rich, still felt unreal until he came out of the building.

She had thought that Zhan Peng would secretly find ways to make things difficult for her after being beaten by her, and she was even ready for a tough fight, but she won the victory smoothly, as the few people who came up from below were of mediocre level.

It's incredible.

"Qianxing, are you leaving now?" Liang Weisheng chased him out from behind.

Jiang Qiongxing stopped, turned around and said, "I've earned enough, I still have to look for a suitable magic weapon."

Seeing that the trial meeting is coming soon, she hasn't bought the magic weapon yet.

"Okay," Liang Weisheng didn't hold her back, and smiled, "I have good news for you. Your performance today has been spread. Now many people are betting on you to enter the top [-] in the trial conference. You are famous!"

Jiang Qiongxing didn't care whether he was famous or not, so he thought for a while and said, "Then after I finish buying the magic weapon, if there are any leftovers, you can also bet on it for me."

"...Okay." Liang Weisheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

On the way home, Jiang Qiongxing looked at the time of the next auction.

Coincidentally, there will be one the day after tomorrow.

She returned to the small courtyard, made up for the talisman that was consumed today, and concentrated on staying at home for two days. When the time came, she went to the cultivator's market on time.

She has no idea what happened to Tan Yanzhen these two days.

(End of this chapter)