《Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks!》Chapter 78: Wager
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Shen Yaoling's eyebrows curved up like a crescent moon.
As the abundant energy of the Tianji Qi Dominating Pill surged into her limbs and bones, her origin energy was also increasing rapidly, and her aura had reached an incredible level.
She clenched her pink fist lightly, and an explosion sounded in the air.
Powerful!
Too Powerful!
Even though Shen yaoling knew that her current strength could only last for six hours, at this moment, she could already see herself in the future.
Her beautiful eyes started to shine even more brightly.
Feeling a powerful aura descending upon them, Great Qin's side quickly retreated dozens of meters.
After pulling away, the black-clothed elder's eyes suddenly focused. From the aura that Shen Yaoling gave off just now, he seemed to have sensed something unusual.
"Third master, we can't afford to offend this young girl!"
Chen Youliang, who had some thoughts, could not help but be stunned when he heard this. He thought to himself, are you not talking nonsense? It is already very obvious that we can't beat her.
However, what the black-clothed old man said should not be this matter. Could it be that he meant something else?
"Little Li Zi, what do you mean?"
"This is someone from that place. Judging from her talent, her status must be quite high!"
The old man raised his thumb and pointed upwards. Chen Youliang's forehead immediately broke out in a few drops of cold sweat.
"Hey! What are you two whispering about? Are you thinking about how to beg for mercy? These tricks are useless in front of me."
Chen Youliang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while smiling apologetically and cupping his hands in the air.
"Miss, this is all a misunderstanding. Let's Leave Now!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A beam of white light fell and instantly hit the direction in which the few of them had left. Pungent white smoke rose from the air.
Such a terrifying force surged in all directions and contained a terrifying impact force. It cleaved a deep ravine in front of Chen Youliang and the others.
"I've said that you can only leave after defeating me. Are you all deaf?"
"Our cultivation is shallow, so how can we be a match for you? Please don't joke around!"
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A few of the commanders who had gone out with the army had awkward expressions on their faces. This great aunt's strength was not even a match for Elder Li, so how could they be a match for her!
As the commander of the Chen family army, all of them were at least at the great completion level. When had they ever been so meek.
"Sigh!"
Looking at the situation, Chen Youliang did not know that they were doomed this time.
"Damn it, we've been schemed by that old fox again. He knew that there was an expert hiding in the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, but he gave us false information. He's really harboring evil intentions."
With Mo Shenghong's meaningful expression in mind when they arrived, Chen Youliang's expression changed several times in an instant. At this moment, he finally felt a trace of unease.
If Mo Shenghong was present, he would definitely shout that he was wronged. This was because they had only found out that there were two cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Sect who were in the Tribulation Transcending Stage. One was in the light, and the other was in the dark. However, both of them were in the middle stage of the Tribulation Transcending Stage.
None of them had expected that Su Xing had already become an expert maker. With a small pill, he instantly transformed into an ascendant.
System: Tianji Qi Dominating Pill, you deserve it!
After stunning everyone, Shen Yaoling slowly landed on the ground.
"Since you don't want to fight with me, let's make a bet. If you win, I'll let you go."
"Miss, how do you want to Bet?"
"It's simple. I'll just stand here and let you attack me. As long as you push me back half a step, you win."
Push back half a step? Let others attack you?
The few deity transformation-tier guest elders behind Chen Youliang heard him and suddenly raised their heads. The dispirited look in their eyes had disappeared without a trace.
It was difficult to challenge someone of a higher cultivation level due to the difference in cultivation level. However, if the other party stood there and let you attack him, even if he was a few levels higher than you, it was very likely that he would be injured.
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Nowadays, cultivation was all Qi refinement techniques. When one cultivated to a certain level, they could move mountains and fill seas. Their fists could break mountains and rivers, and their power was endless.
Qi refinement had one drawback that was not a drawback. Although Qi refinement practitioners could temper their bodies through cultivation, it was very difficult for cultivators who did not specialize in body cultivation to reach the stage where they could withstand blades and swords.
During the battle, everyone was thinking about how to defend and Dodge attacks. Shen Yaoling's action was nothing more than exposing her weakness to the enemy's blades and Swords!
If she wasn't careful, she might even be severely injured, not to mention being forced to take half a step back.
On the other side, after hearing Shen Yaoling's words, everyone from the mysterious Sky Sword sect was slightly stunned.
This wasn't a bet, it was more like being beaten up.
"Little Senior Sister, don't bet with them. Slap them to death!"
"F *ck, little Senior Sister is still too kind."
"Wang Erma Zi, what do you know? Little Senior Sister is known as Mighty and domineering. Learn well!"
A mountain guard disciple's eyes lit up when he heard that. He quickly took out his brush and ink to record it down.
"F *ck! I told you to learn a little. What does it mean to draw a circle?"
...
Zhuang Changhe and the others were confused.
They also did not know what Shen Yaoling's intention was. However, seeing that she was confident, they thought that she had cultivated some kind of amazing body tempering technique. At this moment, they did not say anything.
When Chen Youliang and the others heard this, they were first surprised, then a flash of joy.
"Haha! This is what you said. There's no limit to the number of people, right?"
Shen Yaoling's eyes flashed, and she immediately praised.
"You've come up with a good idea. It's too much of a waste of time to come one by one. In order to avoid wasting time, you'd better come together."
Chen Youliang stood out and said, "Good! Since you want to bet so much, we'll make a bet with you. If the blade and sword have no eyes and hurt you, Don't blame me for not knowing how to show mercy."
"Be careful, little Senior Sister!"
Seeing this, the faces of the disciples of the Blackheaven Sword Sect changed greatly, and they quickly persuaded her.
"Senior Sister, why do you have to bet with these bastards who bully others? If we attack together, we can drown them with a mouthful of foam."
"That's right, that's right! Sect Master, Hurry up and open the sect protecting formation. We'll go and help senior sister!"
"Outsiders, come in and fight me one-on-one if you have the guts!"
The Disciples' series of actions caused Zhuang Changhe and the higher-ups of the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect to roll their eyes.
"These guys!"
Amidst a wave of cheers.
The pink dress fluttered even though there was no wind. Shen Yaoling flew into the arena with a triumphant smile on her face.
"You don't have to be suspicious. I'm a man of my word. As long as you win, you can leave at any time."
"A gentleman's word is a promise."
Chen Youliang gathered all the remaining people and counted the number of people. At this time, almost all the soldiers in the Nascent Soul Stage had been killed. There were eleven cultivators in the mastery stage, ten in the soul formation stage, and the old man in black.
As for himself?
Chen Youliang let out a long and bitter sigh.
For some reason, his cultivation had been completely lost. Otherwise, he wouldn't have set his eyes on Mo Yuanqing.
That's right, he was the third Prince of Great Qin, a prince who didn't have any cultivation!
Chen Youliang shook his head in self-mockery and took out a small medicine bottle with exquisite patterns from his sleeve.
Each cultivator received a pitch-black medicinal pill, without exception.
After receiving the medicinal pill, everyone looked at each other in dismay. None of them swallowed it immediately. Their gazes turned to Chen Youliang as they quietly waited for him to continue.
The black-clothed old man asked, "Third Master, what is this?"
"The Rampage Pill!"
...
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