You Can't Imagine The Speed Of My Cultivation

Ling Xuanxuan was really uncertain about whether she could surpass Wanchao.

Although she has comprehended the Sword intent now, the Cultivation Base is still in the Qi Refining Eighth Stage, and it is a little guilty for her to leapfrog to become a Foundation Establishment disciple.

"I'm afraid of the wool, just do it, you are now the one who understands the Sword intent."

Jiang Fan paused, and looked at Ling Xuanxuan seriously: "Junior sister, my own junior sister has to settle the score. I bet five thousand low-grade Spirit Stones with that guy Wan Chao, and if you lose, you have to pay me ten thousand. "

Ling Xuanxuan was stunned for a moment: "Second senior brother, didn't you bet five thousand, why did it become ten thousand?"

"You lost, Wan Chao's five thousand Spirit Stones that originally belonged to me are gone, and I have to pay him five thousand. Isn't it ten thousand in total?"

Jiang Fan said bluntly.

"..."

Ling Xuanxuan's expression froze.

Second senior brother's way of settling accounts is absolutely perfect!

"Second senior brother, this is not a problem with Spirit Stones, the main reason is that I am afraid that losing will embarrass you."

Ling Xuanxuan said helplessly.

"fine."

Jiang Fan looked nonchalant, "It doesn't matter whether you lose face or not, the important thing is that you just give Spirit Stones."

Ling Xuanxuan: "..."

In a word.

It doesn't matter whether she loses or wins, anyway, the second senior brother must earn five thousand Spirit Stones!

"Second Senior Brother, in this case, do I give you five thousand Spirit Stones so that you don't have to fight Wan Chao?"

Ling Xuanxuan thought for a while, her beautiful eyes could not help but light up slightly.

She is the eldest daughter of the Ling family. She has never fought since she was a child, and she is really not good at fighting.

Hmm... Anyway, what the second senior brother cares about is Spirit Stones.

This time to Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy, although Ling Xuanxuan did not bring many Spirit Stones, but there are about one hundred thousand.

Why bother doing what you can do with Spirit Stones?

"That won't work."

Jiang Fan blinked, "Junior Junior Sister, even if you give me Spirit Stones, it won't affect us to win Wan Chao's five thousand Spirit Stones back."

"..."

Ling Xuanxuan was completely speechless.

It is said that the second senior brother regards money as life, Ling Xuanxuan finally realized it clearly now.

She really couldn't understand why the second senior brother loved Spirit Stones so much.

As a direct student of Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy, with a daughter-in-law like a senior sister, the second senior brother should not lack Spirit Stones.

But the second senior brother seemed to be crazy.

When Spirit Stones is mentioned, his eyes light up, making Spirit Stones like his own father.

Um……

When she returns to Ling's house next time, Ling Xuanxuan decides to take her second senior brother to the Ling's mine to dig it for three days and three nights.

She didn't believe that Second Senior Brother's love for money could not be cured!

...

Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy, Arena.

This is one of the liveliest places at Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy.

Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy Restrictions fight privately, and if there is a grievance between disciples, they usually come to the arena to resolve it in the ring.

Other than that.

Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy has also created a competitive system in order to sharpen the strength of its disciples.

As long as you go to the arena to fight, the competition system will give the winner 1-10 points according to the specific situation of the battle.

Points are calculated on a monthly basis, and the top 100 disciples with monthly points will receive generous rewards.

And because of this.

There is an endless stream of disciples who come to the arena every day, and many disciples even hang out in the arena all year round to obtain competitive ranking rewards.

When the two of Jiang Chen arrived at the arena, the huge arena was already full of people, and they surrounded a Black arena in the center that was made of unknown materials.

In the arena.

The two Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy disciples have already fought in dire straits.

"Second senior brother... why are there so many people, when am I going to fight Wan Chao?"

Ling Xuanxuan looked at the situation in the arena, and immediately felt an urge to run away.

"have no idea."

Jiang Fan lazily said: "Look at the registration time of Wanchao, it will be when it is scheduled."

Although he has never been to the arena, he also knows that the arena only opens 30 matches a day, and registration is required in advance.

If the competition is full on that day, it needs to be postponed to the next day.

But Jiang Fan is not worried at all.

Wan Chao had suffered at his hands before, but he didn't dare to do anything to him. Now that he finally has the opportunity to bully his little junior sister, I'm afraid he can't wait.

If Jiang Fan expected well.

Even if he fails to line up for today's game, Wan Chao will try his best to join the team.

"Come on... Today's battle of focus, Ling Xuanxuan, a direct disciple of the Sword Academy, will start against Wan Chao, a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Sword Academy, don't miss it when you pass by."

Just as Jiang Fan and Jiang Fan were talking, a sudden shout came from beside their ears.

opening?

Jiang Fan blinked, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.

Not far away, Fatty, a young man in his twenties with a fat head and big ears, was sitting there with a chair.

Behind the young Fatty, there are two younger brothers who are busy.

One is keeping records with a small notebook, and the other is responsible for collecting Spirit Stones. Obviously, many Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy disciples have begun to bet.

Jiang Fan suddenly became interested, and couldn't help but squeezed into the crowd, coming in front of the young Fatty.

"Fatty, how did you bet on this?"

Fatty didn't even bother to raise his head, "The five odds are clearly written, you can see for yourself."

Jiang Fan glanced at the sign in front of Fatty.

Wanchao wins with 10 points, the odds are 1:5.

Wanchao wins with 7-9 points, the odds are 1:1.5.

Wanchao wins with 3-6 points, the odds are 1:2.

Wanchao wins with 1-3 points, and the odds are 1:3.

Ling Xuanxuan wins, the odds are 1:10.

All around, many Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy disciples also looked at the odds and talked about it.

"With this odds, if you bet Wanchao with 7-9 points to win, you will definitely make a profit without losing money."

"That's not necessarily true. Wanchao is the Cultivation Base of the Foundation Establishment period. Ling Xuanxuan is only at the Qi Refining Eighth Stage. You can give Wanchao ten points to win."

"I don't think things are that simple. Wan Chao can win with 3-6 points."

"..."

Everyone started betting while discussing.

Jiang Fan glanced at Fatty, "Fatty, is there an upper limit for your bet? If I bet too much, you won't renege on it then, will you?"

Hearing this, Fatty looked up at Jiang Fan, and said dissatisfiedly: "I said brother, who do you look down on, Fatty, I have been in the arena for so many years, and my reputation is very good, no matter how much you bet, Fatty I dare to take it too."

"Thirteen thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, I bet Ling Xuanxuan to win!"

Jiang Fan didn't talk nonsense, he directly staked all his belongings, and threw 13,000 low-grade Spirit Stones in front of Fatty.

swipe...

At this moment, the gazes of everyone around fell on Jiang Fan almost at the same time.

"I'm confused. Who is this guy? He dared to bet more than 10,000 Spirit Stones on Ling Xuanxuan's victory. I'm afraid his head was kicked by a donkey?"

"Hush...keep your voice down, he is the famous King of Soft Rice from our Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy."

"It turned out to be him, this f*ck is too prodigal!"

"..."