Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class

Chapter 562: Beginning

Time passed by little by little.

Batch after batch were carried out on the ring.

As dusk approached, the list on the light curtain was updated.

【Zhu Jiahong vs. Feng Shaoyuan】

When Zhu Jiahong's name appeared on the light curtain, everyone present immediately erupted.

Qingyan is not by Zhu Jiahong's side now because it was her turn during the period.

Qin Chuan patted Zhu Jiahong on the shoulder, laughed and joked, "Brother Zhu, everyone seems to be impatient to see your jokes."

Zhu Jiahong smiled and said, "Let them laugh! At that time, they will be the ones who will hurt the most."

About two hours later, under much anticipation, it was Zhu Jiahong's turn.

All of a sudden, there was a loud shout from the audience, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong bid farewell to Qin Chuan and walked slowly onto the ring, where Feng Shaoyuan was already standing on it.

"Senior Brother Feng." Zhu Jiahong saluted very politely.

Feng Shaoyuan looked proud and said: "To be honest, you don't have to come up at all. I admire your courage."

Zhu Jiahong smiled: "It has nothing to do with courage. Since I signed up, I must participate, right?"

Feng Shaoyuan smiled coldly, and said: "It's not in my character to bully the weak, and if you admit defeat, I won't do anything to you.

But someone asked me to disable you, so do it yourself! "

Zhu Jiahong said: "I guessed it a long time ago.

Someone will definitely not make me feel better, Xu Zhanfeng made you do this! "

Feng Shaoyuan said: "Don't be silly. Since you are here, don't blame me.

By the way, I would like to remind you that it is too late to admit defeat now. "

"Brother Xie Feng for the reminder." Zhu Jiahong bowed and bowed, "Then let's get started!"

The disciples watching from the sidelines couldn't wait long ago, wondering what would happen to Zhu Jiahong.

At the same time, the gambling tables opened by some disciples began to place bets.

The betting in the arena is normal, only Zhu Jiahong's game is special.

In addition to winning or losing, Zhu Jiahong added a few more rounds of KO betting.

The odds are higher.

The most bets are the first round and the second round, and the more rounds there are, the greater the odds.

After all, Zhu Jiahong was distracted, while Feng Shaoyuan was Mahayana.

Their realms are very different, just like a child who has just learned to walk fights with an adult.

As long as Feng Shaoyuan doesn't let go of the water, the iron nails will lose if they face each other.

Therefore, the first round of betting depends largely on Feng Shaoyuan's mood.

After all, it is a gamble, and winning is a big profit.

"Brother, I bet a thousand top-grade spirit stones to wish Jia Hong victory."

At this time, a voice broke the excitement here.

The people around the gaming table were all dumbfounded, staring at the person who bet just now in disbelief.

The bettor was wearing a bark mask, and it was Qin Chuan.

"I said brother, are you awake?" someone asked.

Qin Chuan replied: "Is there a problem?"

"Brother, Zhu Jiahong is just distracted, and his opponent is Mahayana, this kind of three-year-old knows who will win.

Brother, you don't spend a lot of money like this! "The crowd persuaded.

Qin Chuan said: "Everything has a miracle. If Zhu Jiahong wins, then I won't be making a lot of money."

"I see.

Brother, don't you think that this game is played by someone?

I advise you not to fantasize.

This Zhu Jiahong will definitely lose miserably today, I advise you to think about it, there is still time to stop now. "Everyone persuaded again.

Qin Chuan smiled: "But this little money, if it's gone, it's gone."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

You must know that this is a thousand top-grade spirit stones, not a small amount.

Especially for Qingyunmen disciples, most of them definitely don't have so much in their pockets.

When they saw Qin Chuan making such a generous move, they didn't need to think too much, it must have a great background.

With such a big background, there must be a reason for doing things. After all, it is also a thousand top-quality spirit stones. Sun throws it away, and it is too prodigal.

Some people began to doubt whether Zhu Jiahong's competition would really be possible.

So, some people also followed Qin Chuan and bet on Zhu Jiahong, but the bet was not much, and the total bet did not exceed two top-grade spirit stones.

While they were betting, the referee in the ring read out the rules according to the procedure.

The fighting rules of Dabi, a disciple of Qingyunmen, are no different from other places.

Magical treasures, weapons and armor below immortal grades, medicines, etc. cannot be used.

Zhu Jiahong and Feng Shaoyuan are ready, and the disciples outside the arena can't wait.

With the referee's order, the duel between the two began.

When announcing the start, the referee gave Feng Shaoyuan a look, and Feng Shaoyuan understood.

Seriously speaking, he didn't want to do this, but after all, the other party was Xu Zhanfeng. If he didn't agree, it would be difficult for him to get along in Qing Yunmen in the future.

Xu Zhanfeng must be watching the battle now, Feng Shaoyuan had no choice but to hit Zhu Jiahong hard.

"Don't blame me." Feng Shaoyuan said secretly.

Then, with a flash of his body, he turned into an afterimage and appeared behind Zhu Jiahong in an instant.

Just when he was about to give Zhu Jiahong a heavy blow in the back, Zhu Jiahong turned around abruptly, then reached out and patted Feng Shaoyuan's chest.

This series of actions happened in an instant, and Feng Shaoyuan didn't react at all.

Because everyone thinks that Zhu Jiahong is only in the Clone Realm, and Feng Shaoyuan is in the Mahayana Realm, so there is no defense at all.

Boom!

Feng Shaoyuan only felt a huge force, the viscera and six viscera were displaced one after another, and then his body flew out.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples watching the battle were shocked.

At this moment, the auditorium became silent.

Everyone was shocked by Zhu Jiahong's performance, and it took a long time to recover.

"What... what's going on?"

Question marks over everyone's heads.

The same is true for Xu Zhanfeng.

"What is Feng Shaoyuan doing? Doesn't he want to hang out in Qingyun Sect?" Xu Zhanfeng was very angry with a sullen face.

On the ring, Feng Shaoyuan stabilized his body after flying several hundred meters.

He even forgot the pain in his body, and stared at Zhu Jiahong not far away in surprise.

"This is not the power that should belong to the state of distraction." Feng Shaoyuan had rich experience in fighting and immediately came to a judgment.

"Zhu Jiahong, you hide your depth, no wonder you dare to sign up for the competition."

Feng Shaoyuan flew over and said solemnly.

Zhu Jiahong said with a smile: "Senior Brother Feng, that palm just now is okay!"

Feng Shaoyuan snorted coldly: "I was negligent before, and I was deceived by you.

Now that I know that you are hiding your strength, I have to get serious. "

Say it!

Feng Shaoyuan turned into an afterimage again, moving up, down, left, and right.

Zhu Jiahong stood quietly on the spot without any parrying movements, as if he was about to give up on Xi.

"Others say that I am a soft rice boy and a waste, but who knows the hard work I have put in to become stronger."

The image of himself practicing various spells and martial arts moves in front of the shadow emerged in Zhu Jiahong's mind.

Because he is unpopular ~lightnovelpub.net~ No one wants to compete with him in martial arts.

He can only practice against his own shadow.

Others may practice one movement several times or a dozen times.

I wish Jiahong would practice tens of thousands or millions of times.

This kind of perseverance is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Thinking of these, as well as the cynicism he had received, Zhu Jiahong's momentum was like a huge wave riding the wind, getting higher and bigger.

His cultivation has changed.

Distraction, fit, practicing emptiness, overcoming calamity, and finally - Mahayana.

in an instant,

The expressions of the disciples watching the battle changed drastically again, and they were deeply shocked.

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