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

"Judging from Lin Chang'an's movements, he must have practiced some mortal martial arts. He was able to hold his ground against a disciple who was several realms higher than him."

"Mortals' martial arts are useless to cultivators like us. They can only be used to their full potential in the early stages of Qi Refining. Once you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, they only need one spell to take your life."

"That's true. Those martial arts are unorthodox. If he keeps fighting like this, his spiritual power will definitely not be comparable to that of a great outer disciple. I don't think he will last long before being exhausted to death."

The disciples of Qinglong Sect looked at the battle between the two people on the stage and started discussing.

On the stage, the two seemed evenly matched, but in fact they were secretly communicating with each other.

"Hey, stop it, stop it. Do you really want me to win? Are you really going to use all your strength?" Lin Changan was a little angry.

"I'm doing this for your own good, to make you more convincing. It would be terrible if other seniors found out," Zhou Yi replied.

"Alright, let me beat you now, I have to move on to the next match."

"Okay, whatever you say is what it is!"

At this moment, Lin Changan punched over. Zhou Yi was about to block it with his arm, but was hit by Lin Changan's punch and fell to the ground.

When Zhou Yi fell, Lin Changan casually threw a low-grade spirit stone to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi also winked at Lin Changan, and then pretended to faint.

The disciple in charge of hosting the competition stepped forward, checked Zhou Yi's condition, shook his head, and then shouted to the crowd below:

"Challenger, Lin Changan, wins!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting and cursing from the audience. They were all disciples of the Qinglong Sect who had staked their spirit stones, and they all cursed Zhou Yi for being incompetent.

Only Chen Qingfeng seemed to have noticed Lin Changan's actions. A strange smile flashed in his eyes, but on the surface he was still excitedly shouting at the dealer for compensation.

After Zhou Yi was helped down, another errand disciple couldn't help but rush up with excitement on his face.

Just as Lin Changan was about to repeat his old trick, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd:

"Forget it, let's let someone else come. The Qi Refining Realm duel is really too boring. I remember that there is a fifth-level Foundation Establishment Realm disciple among our menial disciples this year. It is said that he will enter the outer sect soon. Senior Brother Qin, why don't you call him over and let him have some fun with this guy?"

A cultivator from the Qinglong Sect suddenly spoke, which resonated with many people.

These people were the ones who had lost spirit stones in the gambling game before. Seeing that he defeated Zhou Yi, and that the casual cultivator who was about to take the stage was at the first level of Foundation Establishment, they were unwilling to let Lin Changan, who had caused them to lose spirit stones, leave so easily.

As he was saying this, the other person who came up on the stage showed disappointment on his face, but he didn't say much, just walked down the stage dejectedly.

Soon, Senior Brother Qin came back with a errand disciple who was at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.

In the Qinglong Sect, the cultivators who had become somewhat depressed due to the loss of spirit stones now had smiles on their faces.

"That's interesting. I want to see how he can possibly defeat a chores disciple at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage."

Wang Wu is 25 years old this year.

A servant of the Qinglong Sect.

The last time the Qinglong Sect recruited new disciples, his qualifications were not good, only seventh grade. However, his talent was not bad, as he had dual spiritual roots of wood and fire.

With Wang Wu's strength, coupled with his wood and fire attributes, his combat power is already among the best among the menial disciples.

After being recruited as a servant by the Qinglong Sect, Wang Wu even gathered together some disciples with similar qualifications to himself to form a small gang.

After entering the sect, Wang Wu relied on his own strength and the strength of his subordinates to act arrogantly in the sect, and even the spirit stones of some menial disciples were plundered by him.

Over the past ten years, he used the spirit stones he had plundered to raise his cultivation to the fifth level of foundation building. He was only one step away from reaching the seventh level of foundation building, which would allow him to enter the outer gate.

Wang Wu was not very interested in the challenge at first, because it was just a low-grade spirit stone, and Wang Wu did not take it seriously at all.

But who would have thought that one or two menial disciples would be defeated and even invited by Senior Qin.

Of course, he would not treat them with the same attitude as ordinary outer disciples, but followed Senior Qin to the training ground.

Seeing that his opponent was just a kid of a few years old at the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage, Wang Wu cursed in his heart for being defeated by Lin Chang'an's menial disciple. At the same time, he also wanted to end the battle as soon as possible and kill this opponent.

He had a feeling that it would take him at least a month to reach the seventh level of foundation building.

Lin Changan stood in front of Wang Wu. Seeing this tall man with the fifth-level foundation-building cultivation exuding from his whole body, he cursed this group of people in his heart.

He is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage, but the other party asked him to fight with someone who is at a higher level than him. This is to put him to death.

Besides, it would be difficult to bribe him with spirit stones.

The cultivation level of the errand disciple before was not much different from his.

If the opponent was deliberately giving in, the Qinglong Sect disciples below might not notice.

But if someone at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage deliberately lost to him, the people of the Azure Dragon Sect would definitely suspect that he had bribed the other party.

After understanding this, Lin Changan was not so anxious anymore.

In this battle, what he was best at was using spirit stones to win over his opponents, but that didn't mean he couldn't do it, but rather that he found it too troublesome.

Looking at the other side, a menial disciple at the fifth foundation building stage was staring at him with a scrutinizing look, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Lin Changan, Qi Refining Stage 5, versus the servant Wang Hu, Foundation Establishment Stage 5!"

"Let's start now!"

With a command, the war begins!

After saying that, Wang Hu casually swung a palm towards Lin Changan.

Fiery Fist!

This technique has long transcended the scope of mortals. It is a serious practice technique. Its grade is not high, but it is perfectly combined with Wang Hu's wood and fire attributes to exert extremely terrifying power!

Wang Hu threw a punch, and the flame spiritual power suddenly burst out from his body, condensing into a red fist, and headed towards Lin Changan's face.

This attack, let alone a young boy, even a disciple at the fourth level of foundation building might not be able to withstand it.

After one strike, Wang Hu wanted to leave the ring.

A real man never looks back to see the explosion behind him!

However, before he could leave, he noticed something was wrong.

The imagined explosion did not happen, and even the whistling power of the flames dissipated.

Wang Hu looked back in confusion, only to see that Lin Chang'an was still in the same position, without a single wound on his body, and the Fiery Fist he had just thrown out had long since disappeared.

Wang Hu's eyes were full of doubts.

How is this going?

Unlike Wang Hu, everything that happened after Wang Hu turned around was seen by the disciples of Qinglong Sect below.

Wang Hu's flaming fist just now was indeed very powerful. Even those cultivators who were only in the initial stage of foundation building could feel a strong sense of oppression.