All People: The Strongest Player On The Surface, The Number One Player In The Cultivation World

Letting Nan Chenxing continue to babble, Li Jing just remained unmoved, folded his hands on his abdomen, and said nothing, just like a sculpture.

After half an hour, He Yanting's words moved to the main topic.

"The welcome ceremony of Xuanwu Holy Land has a program every year. Disciples from previous years can contribute contribution points and choose new disciples to challenge. You new disciples can choose to refuse, but if you win, you can get contribution points."

It sounds like a very good deal, but the old disciples have practiced longer than them, so it's not sure who will take advantage.

The main purpose of this program is to suppress the arrogance of these new geniuses, so that they know that there is a sky beyond the sky.

Nan Chenxing was cheerful, "Oh~ I don't know if anyone would pick Xiao Miaomiao~"

The corner of Li Jing's mouth twitched, "Who would ask for trouble so badly? It's not that they don't know that Jiang Shuyu has updated several records."

The new disciples were worried that they had no contribution value, so they sent a sweet pastry.

It doesn't matter if you lose, but you can get contribution value if you win, which is great.

Anyway, they are new disciples, so they are not afraid of embarrassment.

"Master He, may I ask if this is a battle of life and death?"

"Of course not. It's just for you to compete. Have you seen the competition platform in the middle of the square? There is a formation on it to ensure your safety. You just need to compete on it."

"If you lose an arm or a leg, the Holy Land will heal you too. Don't worry about the level, the lower one will prevail, and the skills are the same."

It's all said for this sake, isn't it too boring?

The old disciples have long been excited. This is a task assigned to them by the Holy Land, and as long as they are completed, they will have a contribution value.

They have elected a new disciple one after another, and their fighting spirit is raging.

"Jiang Shuyu, I want to challenge you!"

As soon as these words came out, no matter whether it was an old disciple or a new disciple, they couldn't help but look over.

I don't know who is so arrogant, dare to challenge our mainland chief?

The new disciples didn't know why, and they were curious to see what kind of sparks would collide between the two next.

Whose bones are so hard? How dare you challenge Junior Brother Jiang?

This is what many old disciples of the Holy Land were thinking, and they turned their heads to look.

Oh, it's Cang Wu, that's all right, it seems that Junior Brother Jiang has already won.

Many disciples have seen the video of Cang Wu's legs trembling because of Jiang Shuyu's fright, and no one thinks that Cang Wu can beat this rising star.

After Jiang Shuyu saw Cangwu, the irritability and contempt in his eyes converged behind his eyelashes.

"Oh? How much contribution value are you going to give?"

Cang Wu snorted coldly, "6000."

Have you ever seen someone as generous as me? bumpkin.

Recently, he also asked those ordinary disciples how much contribution value Jiang Shuyu received for leading someone to play a dungeon, but he couldn't get any information out of it.

But it shouldn't be many.

"laugh--"

Jiang Shuyu sneered, "That's all?"

Cang Wu felt more confident when she thought that she had the chance to win. She looked at Jiang Shuyu with disdain.

"Then tell me, how much do you want?"

"At least... one hundred thousand?"

The old disciples couldn't help being uproarious, the contribution value of their group is only a few thousand, and the richest one is only over ten thousand, how can they afford one hundred thousand?

"Are you crazy, or am I stupid? Do you think you are worth 100,000 contribution points?"

Cangwu's eyes were full of scorn, and he wished he could scold Jiang Shuyu on the spot.

"Heh..." Jiang Shuyu didn't mind his rudeness, and just smiled harmlessly.

"Since senior brother doesn't have one hundred thousand, then I'll take a step back..."

"Let's open a gamble and bet on all my contributions."

"If I lose, all my contribution value will belong to you. If senior brother loses, you must pay me the contribution value based on my contribution value according to the odds."

Cang Wu frowned, hesitated, "This..."

"Senior Brother Cangwu...wouldn't dare?"

Jiang Shuyu suddenly smiled so friendly that it made people who had never seen him like this tremble in their hearts.

"Hiss—" Li Jing pulled down his skirt.

"The little Miaomiao you fancy has learned from you, right? Why is she becoming more and more like a little fox now?"

Nan Chenxing narrowed his eyes, "Old Li, how am I like a fox?"

"Aren't you right now?" Baili Qianjue choked again.

After breaking up badly yesterday, Baili Qianjue is already immersed in the fun of choking Nanchenxing.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Hearing Cangwu's promise, several old Jianghu were stunned.

"Is this kid out of his mind?"

Nan Chenxing was very blunt, "He doesn't even think about it with his toes, if others are not sure of winning, how could they say such a thing?"

"Thanks to Zhou Zhengxian not being here, otherwise, what kind of anger would he be?"

Li Jing shook his head.

This time, Baili Qianjue didn't bother Nan Chenxing any more, "This is eagerly rushing to give money to people! I'm afraid that I won't be accompanied by him for a while."

"Old Qian, do you know how much contribution value Xiao Miaomiao has now?" Nan Chenxing raised his eyebrows.

"Your little Miaomiao now has more than 300,000 contribution points!" Baili Qianjue smacked his lips after finishing speaking.

"Hey! You're quite rich, right Brother Jing?"

"It's not just rich? I'm afraid that the top disciples in Neifeng who do tasks every day will not be able to spend more than 300,000 yuan."

Li Jing couldn't help shaking his head and sighing because of Cang Wu's stupidity, "This disciple of Cangyang Peak is not good to offend anyone, but your little Miaomiao."

"The first match, lv.36 Wanhe Peak Division Tingxian vs. lv.19 Qibai County Chief Xia Jizhi"

Both of them are Cambrian archers, so they both took a set of ordinary bows and arrows from the competition platform and looked at each other.

After a while, Si Tingxian's level dropped from lv.36 to lv.19, but he looked calm, not afraid, but comforted the nervous Xia Jizhi.

"Junior brother, don't be nervous, it's just a discussion."

Xia Jizhi nodded, and the hand holding the bow became tighter and tighter.

"start!"

After He Yanting's words fell, Si Tingxian's figure flashed and disappeared in front of Xia Jizhi's eyes!

And a sharp arrow flew from the front!

Xia Jizhi had no choice but to dodge sideways, and then drew the bow and string.

"Junior brother, I'm here!"

Si Tingxian behind him pointed the string at Xia Jizhi's neck with a smile. The sharp knife-like string could separate Xia Jizhi's head as long as it was lifted up a few minutes.

But Si Tingxian didn't intend to take advantage of the danger, so he quickly backed away and changed to another direction.

Xia Jizhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly found the right opportunity to shoot the arrow.

But just as he adjusted his direction, Si Tingxian had already shot the arrow.

Blue Wind Cracking Arrow!

Si Tingxian's arrow instantly turned into several arrows, flying towards Xia Jizhi!