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Not long after arriving at the martial arts arena, the first round of competition had already begun. Yang Ling looked around and found an awning set up not far from the arena. Many people were placing bets, which was similar in nature to a betting company.
As expected of being one-third of the human race, the Tian clan is quite good at gambling.
Glancing at the slightly nervous Su Qianmo beside him, Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Qianmo, have you brought any money?"
"Huh? Yes."
Su Qianmo took out a golden card and said, "I deposited all our money into the Imperial Bank. This card is universal and can be withdrawn from any bank."
"No, here you go."
Looking at the gold card handed over by the woman, Yang Ling smiled and said, "No need to give it to me. If you see there is no gambling stall over there, go over and place a bet. Let's bet on ourselves to win."
Su Qianmo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he said worriedly: "Our opponent in the first round, Chen Sheng, is a master from Qi State. How about we bet less, like ten gold coins?"
"Ten gold coins"
Yang Ling chuckled and said, "It's a rare opportunity to make money. Ten gold coins is too little. Let's bet one thousand."
"one thousand!"
Su Qianmo¡¯s delicate body trembled, but looking at Yang Ling¡¯s smiling expression, confidence rose in her heart, she nodded and said: ¡°Okay! Let¡¯s fight!¡±
People watching the live broadcast laughed loudly when they saw this. Girl, can Aling still lose if he takes action?
Wait and count the money!
As soon as Su Qianmo came back, a scream came from the No. 3 arena, and the competition was over.
The referee, an old man with a white beard in palace attire, shouted: "Next game, Su Qianmo vs. Chen Sheng!"
Yun Xialei had not come back after being called by Wu Xingyue. Yang Ling nodded to Su Qianmo and walked towards the ring.
"Wait, wait for me!"
Su Qianmo hurriedly followed, looking very nervous.
After all, there are hundreds of thousands of spectators at the scene, and the bet is so big, it will definitely be nervous.
On the ring, a young man with a pockmarked face glanced at Yang Ling and sneered at Su Qianmo: "Oh, he's still a summoner."
"It's a pity that the person summoned is a human race. It seems that he is not even a warrior. He is so weak that he will collapse with just one breath."
"Get off the stage, don't come up and embarrass yourself!"
The Tian clan is notorious for having a bad mouth before a martial arts competition, and as expected, this boy immediately mocked him.
Su Qianmo said nervously: "My followers are very powerful, you you will definitely leave the stage crying in a while!"
"Yeah?"
Chen Sheng shook off the long knife in his hand and laughed: "Then let's start. Let's see whether I cry or you cry."
After saying this, he shouted loudly and rushed towards Su Qianmo!
This person still has brains and knows that as long as the summoner is eliminated, the follower will have no effect.
But just as he made a move, Yang Ling took out the spirit bag, and a ray of silver light flew out. After colliding with the sword in Chen Sheng's hand, the sword was smashed into pieces.
"Whatwhat?"
Chen Sheng was stunned, even the referee was stunned.
After the silver light fell, the original shape was revealed, but she was a little girl only the size of an adult's fist!
"What the hell?"
Many spectators in the stands who were paying attention to Arena No. 3 had their eyes widened. If I saw it correctly just now, this mini girl seemed to have flown out of the human bag!
Spirit beast!
A smart person would immediately understand that the human follower Su Qianmo summoned was actually a summoner!
The summoner summoned the summoner. This is so ridiculous!
Yes, this little girl the size of a fist is Yang Ling¡¯s spiritual pet. The Silver Silkworm evolved into the Celestial Silkworm Yin Yin, and her strength has reached the terrifying late stage of innateness!
Because Yin Yin¡¯s skin is transformed from silver silkworm scales, except for the master or the powerful in the Holy Realm who can see through her cultivation level, even people like Fairy Qixia will have difficulty sensing her realm.
At this moment, Su Qianmo's mouth was long enough to swallow an egg, and Yang Ling said calmly: "Go and throw this person off the stage."
"Good master!"
Yin Yin cheered and turned into a silver light again and appeared in front of Chen Sheng. He grabbed the man's collar and threw it away. The man was thrown out of the ring on the spot.
"Ding,You crushed Chen Sheng's wish not to be eliminated in the first round, and his attribute points +1. "
The referee looked at Chen Sheng, who had fainted, and then at Yang Ling, who looked indifferent, and said loudly: "In this battle, Wei Guo Su Qianmo wins!"
"Win, win?"
Su Qianmo finally reacted, hugged Yang Ling hard and cheered: "Qingfeng, you are so awesome, I like you so much!"
"Ding, you have fulfilled Su Qianmo's wish that you can defeat your opponent, and the wish value is +1."
Yang Ling smiled slightly. Before entering the competition, he had already thought about pretending to be a summoner and tried not to do it himself.
A great monk should look like a great monk. At his status, he no longer bothers to fight with guys whose cultivation level is too low. Besides, he is a human race after all. If he shows too much strength, he will be very eye-catching.
He might as well pretend to be a Summoner, since he has plenty of spiritual beasts and pets anyway, and he also has Qiongqi and Red Flame Golden Yang on his sleeves!
After defeating the opponent neatly, there was sparse applause in the stands. In fact, not many people paid attention to the situation here. Everyone's eyes were on the central arena.
In the first round of the central arena, Long Xiaotian, who was recognized as one of the top ten young masters in the empire besides the Holy Son, appeared on the stage. The followers he summoned easily defeated his opponent, causing fierce cheers from the audience.
Yang Ling, who walked off the ring, glanced at the young man standing next to Long Xiaotian on the central ring and frowned slightly.
This person has a powerful aura. Although he deliberately hides his cultivation level, Yang Ling still knows his level due to the induction of the spiritual energy Xingxuan.
The third level of Xiantian Peak!
"Is he the son of mountains and rivers?"
When Yang Ling looked at the young man, the young man also looked at him, with a faint murderous aura flowing in his gray eyes.
"cut."
Seeing this, Yang Ling showed a sarcastic smile, and then slowly walked into the crowd.
In the first round, Su Qianmo bet 1,000 gold coins, and the odds were 1 to 2. She made 2,000 gold coins at once, but she was extremely happy.
He handed a gold coin card to Yang Ling as if offering a treasure and said, "No, I'm very fair, half for each person."
Yang Ling smiled and shook his head: "It's useless for me to ask for gold coins, just save them for me."
"Yeah, you're welcome then!"
Su Qianmo smiled brightly, and she looked like an old money addict.
In the second round, his opponent was a female warrior from the Lu Kingdom. Yang Ling didn't pay attention. He began to scan the crowd to see if there were any acquaintances. Suddenly, the system beeped.
"Ding, reminder for domain dominance."
"If the host can help Su Qianmo enter the top three in this Great Saint Son selection, he will be able to dominate a large field." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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