Chapter 59 Break my sword?
As soon as these top-grade and high-quality spirit stones appeared, the people surrounding the gambling booth were immediately dumbfounded.
But soon, they woke up from the brilliance of the spirit stones and took out their spirit stones like crazy and bet on the name of the Great Power King.
Make a fortune!
There are two silly girls who don't understand the market and come to bet a large amount of spirit stones on someone who is bound to lose. They are sure to win this time!
This idea instantly popped up in the minds of the onlookers, and even some of those who just came to join in the fun couldn't help but bet a few spirit stones on it.
There was only a handsome young man in ordinary clothes who was holding the spirit stone in his hand to bet on the Great Power King, but someone pushed him from behind.
The result was that he smashed the hand holding the spirit stone onto the gambling plate belonging to Xie Liuyin.
The young man sighed in surprise, scratched his head, and put the twenty high-quality spirit stones in his hand up.
The people nearby were surprised to see this and said, "You were hit by someone, it wasn't intentional. Why don't you just take yourself back to the King of Strength?"
The young man shook his head, looking as if he couldn't say anything.
The people around looked at him strangely, but when they heard the gong sounding on the other side of the ring, no one paid attention to the young man anymore. They all rushed to the bottom of the ring, waiting for the Strong King to quickly defeat his opponent and help them win the bet.
The young man also followed to join in the fun, and Princess Luo, who saw clearly that he had besieged Xie Liuyin, happily pulled Hua Lingxue over.
"What's your name, fellow Daoist? My name is Princess Luo, and this is Hua Lingxue, a disciple of Qingxiao Sect. We are all here to fight with Sister Liuyin." Princess Luo looked at the boy with curiosity. "Can I ask you a question, why didn't you choose the powerful King Da Li, but bet on my sister Liuyin instead?"
Hua Lingxue also nodded silently, seeming to be very curious about the boy's thoughts.
After all, judging from the appearance of the two people on the stage, Xie Liuyin looked really weak and there was no chance of her winning.
The young man smiled shyly at first, scratched his head and said: "My name is Qian Buchou, you can just call me Xiao Qian. It's just because of the betting of this female cultivator..."
Before the boy opened his mouth to explain clearly, the two people on the ring had already started to move.
Now Princess Luo and Hua Lingxue's attention was completely drawn away. Seeing this, the young man had no choice but to shut up and concentrate on watching the competition.
The Strong King has been fighting in the ring here for half a month. He has dared to go up to the ring since he was at the third level of Qi training, and he has even been the champion for several days until today.
He was strong, tall, and a self-cultivator. It was no exaggeration to say that he could crush a cultivator of the same Qi Refining Stage.
But even Dali Wang himself did not expect that he would face such an opponent today.
"Little girl, this is an arena, a place for fighting. Are you sure you've come to the right place?" Dali Wang said with a smile.
When the powerful king was fighting in the ring, he always liked to say some boring words to his opponents. Xie Liuyin was naturally aware of the methods these male cultivators used to suppress others.
She looked at him coldly and said in a neutral tone, "I am definitely not in the wrong place. But since you like to talk nonsense so much, you shouldn't stand on this stage. You should go to West Street to tell stories instead."
The smug expression on King Dali's face disappeared instantly, replaced by an offended look of displeasure: "Little girl, didn't your parents teach you to speak nicely to your elders?"
"How can I teach you if I don't have parents? But you, you also don't have parents when you talk like that?" Xie Liuyin didn't care about that. In her eyes, she didn't have parents anyway.
If others want to use her parents to insult her, they are making a wrong calculation.
After two rounds of cursing, Xie Liuyin really didn't want to waste time with this person anymore.
She simply showed her wooden sword, pointed at the other party and said, "Whether to fight or not, just one word. If you don't dare to fight me, then get off the stage as soon as possible."
King Dali's face darkened. He originally thought that Xie Liuyin looked so young, probably just an inexperienced little girl, and he could scare her off the stage with just a few words.
In this way, not only can he win without fighting, but he can also get an extra spirit stone.
But now it seems that this strategy is no longer feasible. The Strong King has no choice but to stretch his muscles and plan to be a little gentler later, and just knock the little girl off the ring with one move.
Although thinking this in his mind, the powerful king did not show it on his face. He complained to the onlookers below the stage: "Look at this little girl. She actually got angry when I made a few jokes with her. I will be gentler later and let the little girl lose the competition quickly so that she can go back to continue her training."
A group of spectators who were familiar with the strong king below the ring immediately burst into laughter, and each of their faces was filled with joy at the prospect of winning money.
They were all certain that Xie Liuyin would lose this time.
But Xie Liuyin just wanted to win in front of them!
The gong had already been struck, but King Dali had been unwilling to take the initiative and was still stalling for time.
Xie Liuyin still had to go back to take a medicinal bath at night, so of course she couldn't stay here with him all the time.
Xie Liuyin simply took the initiative to attack, sweeping across with the wooden sword raised.
Her movements were very fast and her sword was very sharp. At first, King Dali really didn't take Xie Liuyin seriously, but when the two of them officially started fighting, King Dali felt the powerful force under his hands, and his expression changed instantly.
However, the Strong King quickly adjusted his mentality and planned to grab Xie Liuyin and throw her out of the ring to prevent her from having a chance to fight with him.
But how could Xie Liuyin let him have his wish?
She was like a nimble swallow, constantly changing her position on the ring with the help of "Ghost Tracking", and the wooden sword in her hand kept stabbing at various parts of the powerful king's body.
The powerful king was only a physical cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining, and had not achieved anything special. The wooden sword stabbed into his body and instantly made bloody holes, causing the powerful king to grimace in pain.
He couldn't bear it any longer, so he reached out and tried to grab Xie Liuyin's wooden sword, intending to snatch the sword away, break it, and teach Xie Liuyin a lesson.
However, the wooden sword used by Xie Liuyin was not made of ordinary wood, but of the black iron wood specially grown on the Yaori Peak.
This kind of wood is extremely hard, and the swords made from it are sharper and tougher than ordinary spiritual swords.
It was always broken by Xie Liuyin before, and that was because she was fighting against Mo Quejian.
For a physical cultivator like Dali Wang who is bulky and slow in movement, it is very difficult for him to even touch Xie Liuyin's sword, let alone break her sword.
The people below the ring only saw Xie Liuyin on the stage turning into a stream of light and moving continuously on the stage. They couldn't even catch a glimpse of the other party's shadow.
Suddenly, the stream of light stopped. When everyone looked closely, they saw that the tip of Xie Liuyin's sword was pressed against Queen Dali's heart and did not move.
"What's wrong with you, King Dali? Just hit her. A sword is made of wood. What can it do even if it pokes you?" The spectators who bet on King Dali to win could not help but shout.
However, Xie Liuyin asked the Great Power King with great interest: "So, do you want to break my sword as he said?"
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