Before the stall owner could answer, the people around him started to clamor, "When Jiang Deng signed up three days ago, her cultivation was only at the early stages of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Wouldn't it be a huge loss to bet on her to win the championship?"
"It's okay that her cultivation is poor, but she's also a woman. How could she possibly beat us men?"
"Don't say that. Jiang Deng is so good-looking, and he became the peak master by relying on his looks. Maybe this time, he can also use his looks to become the leader!"
"Exactly! Hahahaha..."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiling said angrily, "Sister, I'm going to tear down their shabby stall right now!"
"It's so boring to open the stall, look at me, sister."
Jiang Deng walked over and looked down at the people who were laughing so hard that they were rolling on the floor. "What are the odds for betting on Jiang Deng in your stall?"
"Jiang Deng? How dare you bet on her!"
The crowd gathered around to laugh, but suddenly realized something was wrong. The person who said this seemed to be a woman?
When I looked up again, it was actually Jiang Deng himself!
Everyone who had been discussing the matter just now was horrified and quickly ran away, scrambling.
The stall owner was the only one left there.
The stall owner was a young man in his early twenties, with two canine teeth when he smiled. He kept grinning at Jiang Deng, trying to get away with it. "Master Jiang, you're here to register. Well, I won't bother you anymore. I'll be leaving first."
The stall owner was so panicked that he picked up the silk cloth with people's names written on it and tried to run away.
"Why!"
Jiang Deng reached out, pressed the stall owner's shoulder, and sneered, "Did I let you go?"
A drop of sweat rolled down the stall owner's forehead. Was Jiang Deng going to exercise her rights as the peak master and confiscate his stall?
"Master Jiang Feng, please be merciful and let your disciple go!" The stall owner begged for mercy again and again, his small round face wrinkled almost like a walnut.
The smile on Jiang Deng's face grew even wider. "You haven't answered my question yet. What are the odds of betting on me?"
The stall owner smiled bitterly and said, "One, ten to one."
"It seems like you have quite a few people betting here. How many spirit stones do you have in total now?"
"Not many. I don't have many spirit stones for my small business..."
Jiang Deng's face turned serious, "Tell the truth!"
The stall owner said modestly, "It's only less than 10,000 high-grade spirit stones..."
"Oh, quite a few."
Jiang Deng checked his storage bag and found that there were more than 13,000 high-grade spirit stones left in it. Considering that if he took them all out, he would not be able to explain the source of the spirit stones, Jiang Deng only took out 1,000 high-grade spirit stones.
"All in on Jiang Deng."
The stall owner held up a pile of spirit stones on a piece of silk cloth, his eyes almost curved into crescents as he smiled. "As expected of a Peak Master, your actions are so magnanimous, hehehe..."
While the stall owner was counting the spirit stones, Jiang Deng asked again, "Can you also bet on the champions of other competition areas?"
"Of course, it's possible, but those two regions aren't popular, so there are fewer people betting and fewer spirit stones."
"That's fine. I'll offer another hundred high-grade spirit stones and bet on Feng Qing from the Qi Refining Realm to take first place."
The stall owner's eyes widened in surprise.
This name sounded very unfamiliar to him, which showed that he must be an unpopular candidate. Why was Master Jiang Feng so foolish as to bet on such a player?
Jiang Deng carefully examined the stall owner's identity jade card and read out, "Disciple of Spirit Beast Peak, Shi Zihang? Very good, I will remember you. You also know the relationship between the current Peak Master of your Spirit Peak and me. If you dare to embezzle my spirit stones, don't blame me for issuing a hunting order to hunt you down."
Upon hearing this, the stall owner named Shi Zihang quickly said with a smile, "Brother, how dare I? I wouldn't dare to embezzle anyone's money, even your spirit stones, Master Jiang Feng!"
"That's more like it." Jiang Deng sneered and turned away.
Only after watching Jiang Deng walk away did Shi Zihang quickly pack up his stall and run towards the Jindan realm competition area.
He has also signed up for this internal competition. If he doesn't enter now, he will be late!
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"Lin Jun, the foundation building stage is complete."
At the registration point for the Foundation Establishment Realm competition area, Lin Jun, dressed in a pale spiritual robe, reported his cultivation level to Elder Zhao, who was in charge of registration.
Wow!
The people around were suddenly in an uproar.
Junior Master Uncle’s strength is so strong!
I remember that this junior uncle has only been in the sect for more than a month, but he has already completed the foundation-building stage so quickly. This stage is equivalent to half a step into the core stage!
Everyone present was shocked.
As expected of the ancestor's direct disciple, he is so talented!
At this moment, a casual female voice sounded.
"Jiang Deng, the foundation building stage is complete."
Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling arrived at the registration point at some point. Jiang Deng, who was standing at the front, crossed his arms, looking like the best in the world.
Everyone: “…”
It must be fake, right?
Clearly, this Jiang Feng master had only entered the Foundation Establishment Stage two days ago, and he had already reached perfection in the Foundation Establishment Stage so quickly? How was that possible!
Elder Zhao, who was in charge of registration, was also surprised. He glanced at Jiang Deng's cultivation level, confirmed it was correct, and said quickly, "You two have registered and can enter the teleportation array."
Elder Zhao's attitude was very friendly. After all, the two people in front of him were one of the junior uncles of the Taichu Sword Sect and the other the master of Cangfeng, both of whom he could not afford to offend.
Lin Jun glanced back at Jiang Deng and said sternly, "See you on the ring!"
Jiang Deng shrugged and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it too."
Lin Jun snorted coldly, stepped into the teleportation array, and disappeared in the square.
Jiang Deng waited for Jiang Zhiling to finish registering, and then the two of them passed through the teleportation array one after the other and entered the competition area.
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