Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation with the game panel

"Ah?" Qin Yuanming smiled politely, "Junior sister, I don't mean to look down on you, I just simply think that they probably won't let fake spiritual roots play."

"That's wrong. Brother, you must have a solution, right?" Zhang Yunqing winked at him.

“Uh…” Qin Yuanming smiled helplessly, “Junior sister, although you have robes to protect you, but…” But it is not enough to withstand one punch from me!

"No buts!" Zhang Yunqing raised his hand to stop him from speaking, then took out a green ring he had bought from the package, "Brother, I have a complete set of this equipment~"

Qin Yuanming swallowed his saliva and said in embarrassment, "Well, I'll risk my old face to play with you."

The two of them arrived at the registration area. The person behind the counter looked like a tired office worker who had suffered a beating from society. She asked without even looking up, "What type of fight are you participating in?"

"Designate two people." Qin Yuanming said.

"Please show us your tokens, both of you." She still kept her head down.

Qin Yuanming handed over a red and white token.

Zhang Yunqing held the sect token and asked, "Which token?"

"It's the token of Jingfa Building. If you don't have it, you need to apply for one." The woman behind the counter finally raised her head, and her pair of panda eyes scared the two of them.

"Then please help me get one." Zhang Yunqing said obediently.

"Bang!" A glazed tower was slammed onto the counter.

"Please inject your spiritual power into it to test your cultivation."

Zhang Yunqing summoned a strand of spiritual power and input it.

"Ding!" The glazed tower made a sound. A small grid at the bottom of the tower lit up.

The woman behind the counter raised her head and looked at Zhang Yunqing speechlessly, "What are you doing? Why are you, a fake spiritual root, joining in the fun?"

Zhang Yunqing raised his eyebrows, "Can't fake spiritual roots be processed?"

The woman rubbed her dark circles and thought for a moment, "There is no such rule."

Then he asked again, "Name?"

"Zhang Yunqing."

"One of you is at the fifth stage of foundation building, and the other is a pseudo-spiritual root. You do not meet the requirements of a designated duo. I suggest you find a new opponent, or let Jingfa Building randomly match you."

"But..." The woman looked at Zhang Yunqing again, "The above is only for the person next to you. As for your fake spiritual root, I'm sorry, we have a rule that those who participate in the battle must be at the third level of Qi training or above."

Zhang Yunqing looked at Qin Yuanming silently.

Qin Yuanming gritted his teeth, took out the Lingyan Formation Plate helplessly and sent a message to someone unknown.

Then he asked, "Why do we have to go to the Jingfa Building? If you just want to spar with someone, wouldn't it be the same to spar with someone privately?"

Zhang Yunqing smiled mysteriously, "I like the feeling of being the center of attention."

She needed people to witness her body training, the more the better.

Not long after, the office girl seemed to have received a notice. She looked up at the two of them and said, "The registration fee for the duel is 30 low-grade spirit stones per person. If the competition results in an abnormal situation due to cheating, letting the water go, etc., the betting area will need to compensate for all losses."

The two paid the registration fee with different thoughts.

"Pah!" A red and white token was slapped on the counter. The office girl said emotionlessly, "Please keep your Jingfa Building token. The other two will fight in the last 866th fighting field. The numbers are 867 and . You can go and wait."

"Good!" Zhang Yunqing gave him a thumbs up.

"Aunt what?"

"Nothing, I'm just praising you for being awesome."

Fighting Arena No. 20 is in the most remote corner of the entire venue, and only fights that are not worth watching will be arranged here.

When Zhang Yunqing and the other arrived, two noobs at the sixth or seventh Qi Refining level, wearing outer courtyard uniforms, were fighting each other on the field.

The fight between the two was not very interesting, and it took a long time to determine the winner, so Zhang Yunqing had no choice but to sit at the side and wait.

The betting area was in an uproar at this time.

"What's going on in the Fighting Arena No. 20? Did the Law Building make a mistake?"

"Fifth level foundation building versus fake spiritual roots?"

"I never expected to see a fake spiritual root in our sect..."

"What does Junior Brother Qin Yuanming think? Doesn't he feel ashamed?"

"It seems that our sect only has that one fake spiritual root, right? He was just crushed a while ago. Instead of staying at home to recover, he ran out to fight?"

"I've never seen this person before. How rare is that? He actually watched a fake spiritual root fighting in the Nengjingfa Building..."

"I'm really a little curious. Let's go and take a look..."

"There is absolutely no suspense about the outcome. Only someone with a broken brain would bet on a fake spiritual root to win!" an outer sect disciple laughed.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he bet a medium-grade spirit stone on the fake spirit root to win, which slapped his face. "The odds are ridiculously high. If you win, you'll make a lot of money, but if you lose, you'll only get a medium-grade spirit stone!"

Then the man poked the boy next to him with his elbow and said, "Mu Yizhi, aren't you short of spiritual stones recently? Here, the odds are 1000:1, how about a bet?"

The young man next to him turned around and read the information in front of him several times, and finally sighed, "Forget it, I'll also bet a medium-grade spirit stone. As the saying goes, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The more you can see it at a glance, the less likely it is to be the real answer."

Zhang Yunqing was waiting until he was almost sleepy when he suddenly felt shadowy figures around him. He didn't know when quite a few people had gathered around the fighting arena No. 20.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that these people were secretly looking at her and whispering to each other after watching.

"Ahem..." She tidied her appearance unnoticeably, fidgeting and feeling itchy all over.

What on earth are these people discussing about her? I really want to hear it.

Qin Yuanming next to him resigned himself to his fate and covered his face with a folding fan.

"Next game, 866 vs. 867, both sides get ready to enter!" The high-pitched singing voice instantly perked up Zhang Yunqing.

She held her head high and chest high, and stepped onto the fighting field with a radiant look.

Qin Yuanming was in a low mood, with his head lowered, and he didn't seem to want to see anyone.

Zhang Yunqing imitated the others and bowed, "I am Zhang Yunqing, a fake spiritual root from the outer courtyard. I would like to ask for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Qin Yuanming returned the greeting speechlessly, "... Guanhaijing Foundation Establishment Level 5, Qin Yuanming..."

"Hahaha!" Laughter broke out from the audience.

Qin Yuanming took a deep breath to comfort himself, "Everything is for the sake of refining equipment!"

Zhang Yunqing had some understanding of the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage before. Logically speaking, they should not pose much of a threat to him, so Zhang Yunqing carefully removed his top.

She raised her hand, "Brother Qin, please help!"

"How about...Junior sister, you make the first move?" He laughed dryly.

Zhang Yunqing shook his head confidently, "Brother, just do it!"

Qin Yuanming swallowed his saliva and did not even use his spiritual weapon. Instead, he drew 50% of his spiritual power in his palm. He thought about it and reduced his spiritual power to the third level.

After considering it for a while, he felt that three layers were still a bit too much, and finally only retained 10% of his spiritual power.

He had never been so nervous in his life, and he had never been so cautious even when killing monsters.

"Whoosh!"