"Okay, I'll win by betting on my disciple, 20,000 spirit stones!"

Master Luo Feng waved his hand and took out a storage ring and placed it in front of everyone.

He was very confident in his eldest disciple by giving him 20,000 spirit stones.

He had grown up under his tutelage since he was young, and he had seen his own strength.

Now that he was at the third level of the Venerable, he could fight back and forth with himself, a Saint Realm existence.

Of course, he believed that Wu Zhongsheng would take the first place.

As for Ling Feng, he was also a genius, but in fact, Old Man Luo was not so sure who would win or lose.

According to his calculations, it was at most 50-50.

However, Wu Zhongsheng was his disciple, so Master Luo Feng naturally had to stand behind him.

"Then we bet on Ling Feng 10,000."

The three great elders also took out a storage ring.

"Wu Zhongsheng, 10,000."

Some people bet on Ling Feng, and some people bet on Wu Zhongsheng, and the number of spirit stones for both of them was about the same.

"Since you are all here, I will also bet 10,000 on Wu Zhongsheng."

Li Qiuju didn't want to participate, but seeing that all the pavilion masters and peak masters took out their storage rings, she couldn't just stand by and watch.

In the end, everyone started betting, and Lin Bai wanted to join in the fun, but was stopped by Su Qiyan.

"Husband, just bet with me, don't join in the fun."

"Okay."

Hearing this, Lin Bai smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and sat back down again under Su Qiyan's pull.

Among the disciples, many people were also opening the bet, who would get the first place in the final competition.

However, the spiritual stones they could take out were pitiful, most of them were two or three.

Five was the limit.

It was because the disciples of Tianzi Sheng Palace were really too poor, although many of them were from secular big families.

But the spiritual stones were all used for cultivation during this period, and there were very few available.

In front of the ring, Ling Feng silently counted the figures around him.

"Finally, there are no byes!"

After finding out that there are sixteen people, he wanted to cry loudly.

He didn't make any moves, and just got a bye in the top twenty of the direct disciples.

This is really bad luck.

"Just try to play, test our strength, and then it's over."

After making up his mind, Ling Feng took out a stick from the bamboo tube at random.

It was no longer blank, but a three.

"Number three..."

Looking back, Ling Feng met the eyes of a woman, and saw him shaking the bamboo stick in his hand.

It was also the three.

Ling Feng remembered her, Li Xuehan, a disciple of the Sutra Library, with the strength of the second level of the Venerable Realm, and her weapon was a long whip.

Sun Changguang's opponent was the disciple of the former inner sect elder, and his strength was the same as the first level of the Venerable Realm.

And Wu Zhongsheng faced his fellow junior brother again.

The latter smiled helplessly, facing his senior brother, he had no chance of winning.

But asking him to show mercy was absolutely impossible.

It was because his senior brother had a life motto that using all his strength against the opponent was the greatest respect for each other.

Regardless of winning or losing.

"Senior brother, I will use all my strength, so that I won't lose so embarrassingly."

He clenched his fist and stood in front of his chest to promise.

A smile appeared between Wu Zhongsheng's eyebrows and he nodded gently.

Half an incense stick later.

The competition officially began, and Lin Bai's eyes were always on Ling Feng.

"Senior sister, my academic knowledge is still shallow, please show mercy."

On the No. 3 ring, Ling Feng put the rake on the ground and bowed to Li Xuehan.

But the latter obviously didn't buy his tricks, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

She knew that to be the first disciple, he must have outstanding strength.

It can be seen from the Tower of Babel that the second position cannot be surpassed by anyone.

She also tried it before, on the 22nd floor, but didn't make it to the top ten.

Because it is not the realm that matters, but one's own combat ability.

After the tenth level, cross-level combat will begin. Ling Feng can be in the second place. Li Xuehan feels that his strength will not be lower than his own.

"Snap!"

The long whip in his hand swung, making a loud noise.

Ling Feng was frightened by the sudden movement and almost jumped up, and hurriedly picked up the rake on the ground.

He pretended to be alert and retreated to the edge of the ring.

"Brother Ling Feng, we ordinary disciples need you to prove our reputation."

"Go, beat her!"

"Brother Ling, come on!"

The disciples cheered him up, and Ling Feng glanced at them weakly.

He just came to play, and winning or losing didn't matter.

"Swish!"

Just then, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Ling Feng was still laughing and didn't react at all.

"Snap!"

At the last moment, he raised his foot to dodge, and the whip hit the ground directly, and there was a loud noise.

Looking at the place where he was hit, a small ditch had already appeared.

"Fuck, if this hits me, won't my body be covered with bruises?"

Touching his conscience, Ling Feng's back'Fear' breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he 'difficultly' dodged under Li Xuehan's attack, which made everyone look puzzled.

"Brother Lingfeng, fight back!"

"Don't just dodge, fuck her!"

Even the Pavilion Masters and Peak Masters who had already placed the bet looked at each other.

"This, Lingfeng is not as strong as we thought?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him fight yet."

"I thought he was another Peak Master Lin, now it seems..."

They sat below Lin Bai and the other two, whispering to each other, and most of their tone was disappointed.

"Husband, you are going to lose."

Leaning towards Lin Bai, Su Qiyan's face showed a little smile.

She could see Lingfeng's true strength, but his momentum was one point less than Wu Zhongsheng's.

"That's hard to say."

Seeing his wife's proud eyes, Lin Bai raised a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth, and then looked down again.

Ling Feng had been dodging without attacking. It seemed difficult, but in fact, every move of Li Xuehan was in his eyes.

Before the attack came, he could determine where the long whip would hit.

Then he pretended to dodge with difficulty to ensure that his true strength was not exposed.

"Almost."

Ling Feng also tested Li Xuehan's strength. Under him, he could easily win.

But it was impossible to win, otherwise his identity would be in danger.

Putting up the rake, Ling Feng was about to rush up and fight hard, and then pretend to lose accidentally, when he heard a voice suddenly in his ear.

"Win and take the first place. I have a small item that will help the Immaculate Body."

The figure that jumped halfway fell to the ground again, and Ling Feng looked up in the direction of the platform.

I saw Lin Bai waving at him, with a curve on the corner of his mouth.

"Master Lin Feng knows that I have an Immaculate Body?"

Surprise appeared on Ling Feng's face, and he had never told anyone else.

Moreover, he deliberately hid it when testing his talent.

Except for him, no one else knew it.

"Maybe it was at that time..."

He thought about the feeling of being seen through by Master Lin Feng a few days ago.

With Master Lin Feng's strength, it would be easy to find out.

He sighed in his heart that Master Lin Feng was indeed worthy of it.

At the same time, he was a little confused. What kind of item would be helpful for the Immaculate Body?

"How about it can help you break through the Saint Realm?"

"Then you can continue to hide."

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