The most useless spiritual root at the beginning, I just want to play badly

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't keep us in suspense. Believe it or not, we'll beat you up!"

Seeing that several seniors had taken out their weapons, the dealer quickly persuaded them:

“Don’t worry, I’ve already told you, if you want to bet on Meng Haoran to win, I can add another bet.

Meng Haoran defeated Lin Changan in 100 moves, with odds of one to one!

Defeat Lin Changan in twenty moves, odds 1.5!

The battle ended in ten rounds, and the odds were one to two!

The fight ended in three rounds, with the payout ratio being 1:5!

Kill with one strike, ten to one!

How about it? What do you think?

After learning about the new bet, the disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect paused for a moment before someone recognized the dealer and burst into laughter.

"Okay, the odds you offer are pretty good. It's quite interesting. Junior Brother Chen, aren't you afraid of losing everything? If we all buy a one-hit kill, will Senior Brother Meng still be able to come up with so much money?"

The dealer shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I, Chen Zihan, am a well-known figure in the Qinglong Sect. You can ask me when I lost money.

If you can really compensate me tenfold, then even if I have to give away all my own magical treasures, I will definitely be able to come up with enough spirit stones to compensate you!"

The person who had spoken earlier chuckled and said, "Junior Brother Chen, I believe you, but if you really lost your life-defining magic weapon, it would be a huge laughing stock for our Qinglong Sect."

Someone immediately responded with a smile, "Junior Brother Chen, it's said that his life-saving magic weapon is an Earth-grade flying sword! I think Junior Brother Chen will definitely lose this battle. Why don't you sell the flying sword first? We can discuss the price later."

"Get lost! We'll discuss this issue after the fight!"

At this moment, a majestic voice was heard.

"What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, the Qinglong Sect disciples who had placed their bets felt a chill run down their spines. They all looked sideways, only to see Deacon Li approaching.

"Ah—Deacon Li, no, we were just having fun."

The Qinglong Sect does not have any rules prohibiting gambling, but if they are caught by the elders, deacons, etc., they will definitely be scolded and allowed to become addicted.

However, to everyone's surprise, Deacon Li did not scold them, but placed the bet on Chen Zihan's bet, listing the types of bets and the stakes.

Deacon Li rolled his eyes at Chen Zihan, then took out a top-grade spirit stone and threw it at Chen Zihan.

"Help me buy a one-hit kill on Lin Changan."

After saying that, he left without paying any attention to anyone else.

Chen Zihan curled his lips. This is a top-grade spirit stone!

If Meng Haoran really killed Lin Changan with one sword, he could exchange it for ten high-grade spirit stones at a ratio of 1 to 10.

If this happens, Chen Zihan will really go bankrupt.

But now that he had obtained the spirit stones, he did not dare to return the money to Deacon Li. He just prayed silently in his heart, Lin Changan, you must hold on!

Seeing that Deacon Li was so confident in Meng Haoran, the other people from the Qinglong Sect did not hesitate at all and followed him in.

But more people are betting three to ten moves with the smallest hope.

Some of the more conservative ones fought directly for twenty or a hundred rounds, causing everyone to laugh.

After everyone had placed their bets, today's main character, Meng Haoran, finally arrived.

As soon as Meng Haoran stepped into the martial arts arena, he was stopped by a group of people.

"Brother Meng, you're finally here. You must use all your strength and never underestimate your opponent!"

"Brother Meng, this boy is definitely not an ordinary person. You need to pay more attention to him!"

"Brother Meng, you have to work hard! Kill him!"

"Brother Meng, please don't hold back. Use your most powerful weapon and kill him with one strike!"

"Senior, work hard. If you can knock that guy on the stage down with one blow and enter the inner gate, I will give you a second-grade elixir!"

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Meng Haoran looked stunned as he listened to the sounds around him.

There are not only outer gates, but also many inner gates.

These people usually have arrogant looks on their faces, and even when they see me, they rarely take the initiative to talk to me. But this time, they are so enthusiastic that it is hard to understand.

Of course, he didn't know that those who came to greet him had placed a huge bet that he could defeat Lin Changan within ten moves.

Only then did Meng Haoran realize that the enemy he was going to face today was definitely not an ordinary enemy.

But no matter what, he is just a kid in the Qi Condensation Stage. Even if he is not very good, he can still beat someone in the Qi Condensation Stage.

When Deacon Li saw Meng Haoran coming, he did not make a loud noise like the other disciples of Qinglong Sect, but nodded slightly.

He reminded Meng Haoran: "Haoran, don't hide your skills when we spar later. This guy is not easy to deal with. When you go up, use all your strength and kill him with one blow. After you enter the inner gate, I have a big gift for you."

After saying this, without waiting for Meng Haoran to reply, Deacon Li pushed Meng Haoran onto the stage and said loudly:

"The ring guardian has arrived, the match begins now!"

On the stage, Lin Changan put his hands behind his back and looked expressionlessly at the outer sect elder who was coming on stage.

He heard the discussion among several disciples of the Qinglong Sect just now.

Now seeing this person who is known as the strongest in the outer sect of Qinglong Sect, Lin Changan couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Meng Haoran's body was not as explosive as the first warrior, nor as burly as the previous errand disciple.

There was an unconcealable fatigue on his face, his eyes were a little dark, and he looked like he hadn't slept well for a long time.

However, with his initial stage of Qi Refining, he was unable to sense this person's cultivation level at all.

But he learned from some disciples of the Qinglong Sect that his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Golden Core, a second-grade Golden Core, and his strength was extraordinary.

To deal with such a master, you can't just use a fourth-grade talisman.

Lin Changan did not plan to show off the high-level talisman too early, but he was not too worried.

The spiritual power reserve of the second-grade golden elixir is much greater than those of superheroes. It depends on whether you can hold on to the end!

"You are the Lin Changan who challenged me, right? My name is Meng Haoran. Excuse me!"

Meng Haoran clasped his fists towards Lin Changan, then punched out.

When he came here, he heard about Lin Chang'an's deeds from Zhou Su Ren. He then discovered that this young boy, who was only at the Qi training stage, possessed a large number of talismans, including some fourth-grade talismans.

Although a fourth-grade talisman may not be able to defeat him, there is no guarantee that this guy has more advanced talismans.

Meng Haoran made up his mind not to give this guy any chance to get close to him, so he used talismans to launch a surprise attack on him.

At his early stage of Qi training, even if he had top-grade talismans in his hand, the range of his spells was limited.

He knew that he was far away and this guy couldn't do anything to him.

With a thought, Meng Haoran waved his hand, and a magic sword instantly appeared in his hand.

Meng Haoran did not draw his weapon. Instead, he placed one hand on his belt and the other on the hilt of his sword, and bent slightly.