After studying Taoism for three years, is it still time to change majors?

Chapter 49 Wealth is only above the sword's edge!
The deputy curator of the Great Xia Martial Arts School - Zhu Zhizhang raised his mouth slightly, and joked:
"Old Wu, do you want to dig Brother Fan's treasure?"

Wu Chuanliu froze for a moment, and then spoke in the tone of a gentleman:
"How could I steal Brother Fan's things?"

"My childhood education did not support me to do this kind of thing, you are wrong!"

Zhu Zhizhang has been a sniper in the army for 20 years. His eagle eyes are sharper than electronic sights. He smiled and said:

"I've always been a good judge of people."

"Old Wu, you just touched the screen of your phone, so you should secretly contact the martial arts school and check Su Luo's personal information."

Wu Chuanliu's face was flushed, and he held his mobile phone and made a poisonous oath, "If I were the one who robbed Brother Fan, I would eat it myself, are you satisfied?"

Fan Huaimin smiled mischievously, turned his head and blamed, "Old Zhu, it's you who are sowing discord, telling stories, and Lao Wutou and I are half-brothers!"

Zhu Zhizhang pouted, "I just remind you~"

at this time.

The hostess on the high stage - Wang Chuyi, smiled and said:
"Three major curators, if you don't give out prizes, our top Su will go home~"

Su Luo smiled slightly, and waved to Fan Huaimin in the audience.

Immediately.

The three old seniors had no shame in being awkward in front of the younger generation. After staring at each other for a few times, they smiled at each other and raised their left hands.

moment.

On the detection platform at the high platform, a bunch of dazzling objects appeared.

Su Luo looked up.

31 pale yellow pills.

Three bright red pills.

Six spiritual materials taken from dragon beasts.

Finally...a magnetic card?
Su Luo's heart moved. Could it be that this magnetic card is related to the "spiritual mecha" that Wang Chuyi mentioned?
Just when the heads of the three major martial arts halls stepped up to the high stage, and the rest of the rankers were also preparing to go on stage together with their neighbors,
Among the crowd, a roar suddenly came out:

"Wait a minute!"

"I have something that needs to be reported to the people in charge!"

The atmosphere of laughter suddenly dissipated.

Shi Ren stepped forward, looked at Su Luo coldly, and said with an ashen face:

"This so-called No.1 is just a false name!"

"All the dragon blood he donated was obtained through other means, because...he is only a monk in the Qi storage state, and he has no strength to participate in hunting in the mountains and forests at all!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused an uproar!
The eyes of tens of thousands of people were all focused on Shi Ren, and many people also cast suspicious eyes on Su Luo.

In the crowd, Huang Shi and Qin Shouren's mouths showed a slight sneer, waiting for the "top of the list" to become a "deceitful person".

Su Luo still maintained a stable aura, seemed to have a plan in mind, and said casually:
"Oh, is it?"

"You mean, use money to buy dragon blood from other warriors?"

heard.

The dozen or so heirs of small and medium-sized families on the stage couldn't hold back for an instant, and they all chimed in and said:

"who are you?"

"Are you questioning the three major martial arts schools?"

"roll!"

There was a trace of panic on Shi Ren's face. At this moment, he finally realized Huang Shi's real purpose of instigating himself. Once he chooses to expose this matter and break the tacit understanding among the major families, he will surely offend many people. No retreat!

He recalled what Huang Shi had said to him before, and quickly said:

"No!"

"Su Luo's family is poor, and the blood he donates is stolen from our school's classical Taoism laboratory!"

"Think about it, a college student from a poor family, who has no money, no power, no strength, can't fight his father, and can't fight himself, how can he get more than twenty liters of dragon blood?"

"I am Shi Ren, the lecturer of the basic course of Taoism at Pioneer College. Su Luo was ignorant during his school days, and his grades were always at the bottom. Can't fight against those ferocious dragon beasts!"

Immediately.

Everyone focused on Su Luo.

Cultivator families, big and small, have checked Su Luo's background to the bottom, but they all think that he is hiding his own strength or financial resources, so that he can suddenly emerge and take the No.1 throne by force, but according to what Shi Ren said ...

"Is he really just a straw bag?"

Lu Xia frowned.

The remaining [-] or so monks who were about to receive the reward also fell into a high degree of silence. They were unwilling to let an idiot step on their heads and enjoy the most precious reward.

Especially offstage.

A martial artist who ranked No. 30 in donation points and had a stake in it shouted even more:
"Idiot, you don't deserve to stand here!"

The corner of Su Luo's mouth raised slightly, and he shouted to the warrior team who was eating melon somewhere in the audience and had met him in the temporary camp:

"Brothers and sisters over there, you should have hunted the Fat General two nights ago, but returned without success, right?"

Several warriors nodded in unison.

Su Luo smiled slightly, and took out a pair of porcupine dragon teeth from the backpack, which were longer than an adult's arm.

Many monks who had lost to General Fat Fat shouted one after another:
"That's the fang of the Fat General! To kill it, at least the strength of a martial artist with four or five apertures is required!"

"Ah yes yes yes!"

"I recognized it too. This is the fang of the Fat General. I was almost stabbed into a woman by this thing. Anyone may admit it wrong, but I can't!"

After being identified by many monks, the object in Su Luo's hand is the two fangs in the mouth of the fat general, no doubt about it!

Su Luo said lightly:
"This is the evidence that I participated in mountain forest hunting."

The double-tailed loli Jiang Xiaocong also testified loudly:
"I am from Jiangjia Town. I have been serving dishes with my parents in the temporary camp for the past few days, serving all the monks. I saw Brother Su walking out of the mountain forest exhausted. The cauldron master and the village head can do it." Proof, they sell snacks in the market."

Many monks who have been to the temporary camp recognized this cute girl, but refused to show the girl who touched her head. They all nodded yes, expressing their impression.

Shi Ren was sweating profusely on his face, and said in a hurry:
"By the way, you may have bought this dragon tooth!"

A trace of sarcasm flashed across the corner of Su Luo's mouth, he laughed and asked:
"Then what did you say just now that my family is poor and I can't afford the blood of a dragon?
This pair of dragon teeth can be sold for at least 30 yuan on the black market, which is enough to exchange for [-] jin of beef! "

"This..." Shi Ren knew that he had fallen into a big pit, and was immediately speechless.

Seeing this, everyone turned their trusting eyes to Su Luo.

But something that everyone never expected happened!
Next second,
Su Luo suddenly said:
"but."

"You're right, my cultivation is indeed only at the Qi level."

Shi Ren was stunned and didn't react for a while.

Everyone present was also in an uproar. They never expected that Su Luo, who was obviously in the upper hand, would reveal his shortcomings.

Su Luo's heart was awe-inspiring, and he knew very well that basic information such as cultivation base cannot be concealed. He also knew that the refutation just now lacked strong evidence, and he understood a crucial truth——

Wealth is only on the edge of the sword!
Only by showing dreadful violence can you keep your interests!
Su Luo stood on the high platform and said with an elegant smile:

"The reason why I can donate more than twenty liters of dragon blood is because I have another identity, another powerful force!"

　Recommend the old author's new book "Reshaping the Millennium", I have been following this book for more than half a year, it is a masterpiece of Zhou Zhihuo

　　


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